(As I said before, I will update the story once I know it is being read. Thank you very much for the review and here is Act II. Act III will come very soon)

Act II

After a short while, the three were already standing in front of the sewer entrance somewhere on the outskirts of Amityvale. It was an eerie place, well it always was. All three were just about ready to enter.

"Alright guys, you ready?"

"Ready Artix!"

"Okay, what about you Robina?"

Robina seemed to be very tense from the idea of fighting in a dark and closed space for she was used to fighting in wide open areas where her bow and arrows work best, like forests and fields.

"Artix, you didn't tell me we were going to fight underground!"

"Oh sorry, I must've forgotten to tell you huh?"

"Whats the matter, is the great ranger, Robina the Hood afraid of small dark tunnels?"

"I am not!"

Artix looks left and right between the two completely in the dark, metaphorically about what was going on or why the two seemed gravely vexed with one another.

"Why don't you take the lead Felliand?"

"Alright, let's go."

The three had slowly entered the dark and filthy sewers and made their way inward even slower. They would be moving fast if it were not for Robina's excess caution.

"Robina, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine Artix, I'm just a little careful."

Regis could hear the two and decided to lower his light cast by his hand until he could not be seen. He uses his Riftwalker ability and sneakily approaches Robina from behind to spook her by suddenly whispering in her ear as he was grabbing her shoulder.

"Boo."

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!"

At this point, the Riftwalker was incredibly smug.

"Hahahahahahaha, you're scared aren't you?"

Regis chuckles his way once again to fight the monsters Robina attracted with her scream as Artix fights off the undead coming from the rear, leaving the shaken and heavily annoyed Robina who pulls out her bow and arrow and shoots towards Regis's rear end but with only enough strength to give him a good poke.

"YEAOW, what the hell!?"

"Sorry, I meant to get the skeleton over there! I missed!"

Artix gives a look with raised eyebrows to Robina.

"Funny, I thought you never miss."

Robina would only smirk slightly before replying to Artix

"I don't."

After a while, the team manages to reach the end of the sewer tunnels where they confront the necromancer plotting to raise an undead army and attack the towns. His form was in green and black like any other necromancer and spoke with quite a rasp voice.

"You have come a long way, foolish ones. I am just about to-"

"Yeah, yeah, I've heard this story before. Let's just get this over with already."

Regis immediately charges towards the Necromancer with his usual valor and swordsmanship. Artix soon follows with his axe forward as he yells his battle cry.

"Back to the dark realm you foul creature of evil!"

Robina is supposed to stay back and provide support from further away. Despite the choking space of the tunnels she was in, she was able to draw back her arrow in her bow and lock her sights unto her target. She makes a small devious before releasing her arrow which flew swiftly and directly… at Regis's butt.

"YEAOUCH, Okay that's it! No excuses, I know you did that on purpose!"

Both Artix and the Necromancer stop fighting when they turn to Robina and Regis, who are beginning to bicker at each other again.

"That is absurd, why would I shoot you with an arrow!?"

"Cut the crap. Even in a small dark tunnel, I doubt you suddenly get bad marksmanship!"

"Well maybe your big ass got in the way. Ever think about that!?"

"Me, you're the one who got in the way by making me go on those stupid errands because you were keeping dragon egg away from me!"

"Please, it's not my fault that you couldn't handle negotiations. I heard from Zorbak that you couldn't even sneak into Necropolis."

"Please, it was only because Artix could not control himself."

"Oh, look who's making the excuses now?"

"Hey, at least it's only because I can't and don't have to pretend."

"What is that supposed to mean!?"
"I don't know, you tell me princess!"

"What did you call me!?"

"You heard me, princess!"

The necromancer and the paladin stand idly by while trying to figure out just what is going on with the two who are constantly bickering at each other. The situation seemed to be really awkward as it continues.

"Paladin, what in Deady's name is going here?"

"Beats me."

Normally, Artix would relentlessly and mindlessly attack a necromancer and the undead, but the strange circumstances and the atmosphere seem to keep him or the necromancer from even wanting to slay anything at the moment, at least with Regis and Robina arguing nearby.

"We should probably take this outside while those two go at it."

"This is the first time I'm agreeing with a necromancer."

Long after the necromancer left with Artix, the two were still arguing in the deep regions of the sewers or catacombs. If there were any necromantic magic currently at work, they would literally wake the dead.

"Don't forget Regis, you may be a savior to us all, but you're still just a dirty, suited up commoner!"

"Oh wow, she talks like a princess too!"

"Stop calling me that!"

"I have no idea why I even bothered letting your father assign me to protect you. I really rather just told him everything!"

"You wouldn't!"

"I probably would!"

After hours worth of bickering night finally came and the two finally returned into King Alteon's hall where they would both confront him but not each other. Each would be facing away and have their arms folded as they pouted.

"So, have you two gotten to know each other?"

"Believe me father, we already have."

"Good, so why don't you shake on it?"

Regis speaks once more with his sarcasm while maintaining his posture and direction away from Robina.

"I would your majesty, but I rather not stain her highness's delicate hands with my own filthy, suited up, commoner's."

"Father, I honestly am against this. So I will not pretend to feel anything positive to that metal headed barbarian over there."

"Watch your tongue Victoria. You do know you're talking about Regis here."
"No no your majesty, it's quite alright. Let the maiden speak, she has real good way with words."

"There is nothing more for me to say to you. Good day."

Victoria aka, Robina soon stormed out of the room in irritation and retreated up the tower and into her room, or so everyone thinks.

"I apologize for my daughter's words. Listen, I worry very much for her safety and I fear for her. There isn't anyone else I could see capable to protect her. Please just bear with it for a while and I promise, you will be paid very well for your services and you will have no trouble with your quests afterwards."

Regis took some time to think then reluctantly but surely agreed in a rather sighing manner.

"… Very well your majesty."

As he faces away from the king he whispered to himself.

"But, that doesn't mean I won't make her suffer, muahahaha- Damn, I'm starting to talk to myself."

Before seeming like a crazy person to the servants nearby, Regis quickly leaves the castle to retire for the night from his protective duties. But instead of actually going home, he heads towards a few tents in the middle of an opening in the forest. He arrives at the entrance where a white-haired arch mage stands. The blue mage made a small welcoming smile despite the hour Regis has actually presented himself

"Good evening Regis, what can I do for you?"

"Warlic, would you have any stink bombs I can buy?"

"Regis, I do not really create such things just remedies to counteract them. But perhaps my apprentice, Nythera has something that fits your description. She's at the back."

"Thanks a lot."

"One question Regis, why would you need such a thing anyway, especially at this hour."

"There's just something I need to settle."

Regis walks around the tent to find another where Nythera would also be waiting, except sitting down.

"Hey Nythera."
"What do you want?"

"Listen, I need some help with something."

"Which is?"

As he spoke, Regis could not keep himself from just flailing around because he was just too annoyed at this point that he could not keep his composure properly.

"There is someone who is just driving me nuts right now, she just won't stop with the idiocy and she even shot me in the butt, twice. I just want a little payback."

Nythera raised her eyebrows and stood up. She lays her hand unto Regis's shoulder as she made a small smirk.

"I feel your pain Regis. Warlic also irritates me to edges with all of his philosophy crap. So, I'll help you out. Whaddaya need?"

"I need one of those stink bombs where the scent never comes off."

"Oh I have just that."

Nythera disappears into her tent and comes back out moments later with a small sack. Though it is small, it has a very rancid smell that could probably kill a BURP if it got too close to it. It instantly attacks Regis's nose with such a putrid scent it brings tears to his eyes.

"Wow, what is that smell!? On second thought, what is in that sack!?"

"It's my own evil design. This is actually compressed poop from a mother frogzard."

"Agh, you gotta wonder, what the hell do frogzards eat?"

"Do you want to know?"

"Nahh, I have a feeling I really don't."

"Meh, but I'm pretty sure your mark is going to find out."

"Yeah, I'll probably ask her after having this blow up in her face."

"Oh I know a spell for that. Here's what you should do…"

Meanwhile in Surewould forest, Robina plots an evil scheme of her own with the help of her thirteen merry women…and jimmy. The scene looks something like a military planning as Robina stands in front of her comrades.

"Alright my fellow rangers, tonight, we will make a special someone suffer. Someone who has been a complete nuisance to me since the day he opens his mouth. We are going to take him down."

All of the women seem to be all excited for the chance to have some fun, till one gets curious and raises her hand like a little schoolgirl.

"Robina, who is this man you want down so badly?"

"I'm glad you asked."

Robina pulls out what appears to be a bad drawing, well more of a doodle of Regis and shows it to her friends.

"This is man right here!"

Most of the women lean back a little surprise and concern whether Robina was actually serious.

"… You're kidding right?"

"You want us to get Regis Felliand?"

"He's the man who confronted Sepulchure for crying out loud."

"Not to mention he has a fricking giant dragon."

"Screw that I don't wanna get killed."

"Uh, I think I hear my uh dinner burning."

"Robina, we love you and all, but I'd like to stay alive."

"No wait, guys?"

All of the thirteen women have left the gathering and Robina is left with the only person willing to cooperate with her, Jimmy. Robina places her hands on her sides and hangs her head as she lets out a heavy sigh.

"Well Jimmy, got any ideas?"

Without any words but with a smile, Jimmy raises up a crate full of Doom sauce.

"Huh, we could use that."