Wild ARMs: Last Ignition
Chapter 5 Crossroads
Four paths converge.
Two further on the road.
Six warriors called to fight
To drive back the shadow.
Power of the Guardians guides them on.
May the West Wind blow on their path.
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Glenn hiked his pack up on his shoulder as he walked along the boardwalk towards the Blue Ridge Tavern.
He hadn't been back in Blue Ridge in 6 months.
"It's good to be back" he thought as he entered the tavern
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Alex sighed slightly as she drank her bottle of beer.
The foreman at the excavation had told her that only teams of two or more could enter the ruins. And in her opinion most of the male Rangers in the Blue Ridge Tavern were sexist pigs.
"I think we should just pack it up and move on Shiro" she said as she ate a peanut
Shiro nibbled on the peanut in his tiny hands and said "Give it a day Alex…there's bound to be somebody around here who isn't a total scumbag"
"OK" Alex sighed "One day…then we'll head for Neo Adlehyde" then she called the waitress over to order some lunch
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Zack walked into Blue Ridge with a sigh.
He had left Baskar at noon three days earlier. Working his way through the Zenom Range to the village of Cyprus Springs.
The owner of the Swords Edge was still as good a cook as he remembered.
On his way through Cyrus Forest it had seemed as if every Balloon and Pillbug in the forest was after him.
But it had been beneficial since he was well on his way to mastering the Guardian Lore magic of the Four Elemental Mediums.
He had already mastered the four base Elemental spells, Red Beaut from Moor Galt, Sonic Claw from Fengalon, Pressure from Schtudark, and Rock Bolt from Grudiev.
When he stayed at the Swords Edge Zack had changed into some more travel friendly clothes.
He now wore a pair of dark brown combat pants, a grey t-shirt, a loose white long sleeved shirt, a dark brown suede vest, a pair of white gauntlets, with his hair tied back in a ponytail by a red leather cord, and several strands hanging down over his eyes.
He sighed slightly as he bit into a red apple from his bag and walked along the boardwalk towards the tavern.
He had heard in Cyprus Springs that only teams of two or more were being hired by the excavation.
"Which means I need a partner" he thought as he stepped into the tavern
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Elena shivered as the residual energy flowed through her body as she stepped into the Excavation foreman's office.
He was a friend of her father's so she hoped he would let her take part in the Excavation of the city ruins.
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"I'm sorry Elena" the Foreman said "I can't let you go into the ruins alone"
Elena sighed as she stood up "Then what am I supposed to do?"
The foreman shrugged as he examined the invoice in front of him "There are a lot of Rangers in town for the excavation…you could try checking the tavern"
"Hmph" Elena snorted as she walked out of the office "A lot of Rangers…and half of them are nothing more than sexist pigs"
She sighed to herself as she walked along the boardwalk "Might as well head for the tavern" she thought "Have a drink and see what I have to work with"
Authors Notes: Done. Not bad huh?
A little short I know but I didn't want to confuse the readers with any more different points.
Next time we meet the final pieces of the key to Filgaia's future.