53 Gunslinger - 01 (1/2)
”But! Before I come with you guys. I want you, the monkey who is sitting on top of another monkey to answer me something.” Thorik says referring to the guy who is sitting on top of a beast.
”How dare you talk ill about Sir Arald! Just when he took pity on you guys and wanted to let you all live.” Hawk says while approaching Thorik with cuff's.
”Heh! This human suddenly grew horns now that he knew I was going to spare his puny life?” Arald says as he stares down at Thorik while smiling from the corner of his mouth.
Arald seems calm without getting provoked or intimated by Thorik's words but inside he is saying*”Talk big all you want. Once the beasts are all assembled. You won't be able to talk anymore.”* To Thorik out of anger glittering eyes.
”What do you wanted to know? I will grant your wish.” Arald says as he waves his hand towards Thorik as if a king giving his permission to the slave. Arald's words and his body movements showed how cocky he is and how superior he is feeling right now.
”A soldier- with a divine weapon like sword.” Arald's eye brow feels a twitch all of a sudden upon hearing the words of Thorik. Thorik on the other hand is taking his time in telling what he want. The hairs on his body are standing up as he is reminiscing the sight of the soldier he is describing.
”The only soldier who could use the God arts... The one with whom you people have formed alliance with to win the war with the 11th realm. I want to know how he attained the God arts from? I'm sure it happened after he became your ally. After your ugly Queen accepted him into the kingdom.”
”I want to know what took place? and is your Queen the only female to grant the power of God arts? I want to know how to get my hands on it.” Thorik finishes his words like a wild beast hunger for power.
It was silent and Hawk and Arald are speechless with what Thorik had spoken.
Hawk is standing 5ft tall with jade green body. Reinforced with light green armor like skin at his chest which is hard and looks like an extension of his skin and lizard scales on his neck. His arms are long stretching down to his knees from his shoulders. And he is dressed in normal full body gown.
Arald on the other hand is over 6ft tall and muscular. His lizard like scales are dotted and stretches all the way down to his thighs. The scales on his body are more hard looking. Acting as an armor for his body. He only has a one silky green cloth wrapped around his waist as if he has just came out of shower.
Both Hawk and Arald are backed up by dozens of beasts of 8th realm which, each beast is of a captain grade. Meaning, as powerful as a captain on earth.
These beasts are also green in color with four limbs, sort of resembling an ape but every beast is above 8feet and muscular.
”He-he! S-so you are seeking for a power. You seem to be in a Captain's position, but it looks like you're not a gifter huh. A mere seeker for power became a captain. If only your squad has a gifter in it, you all wouldn't be in this pitiful position.” Arald says with a goofy face trying to act like he does not know what Thorik is asking him about.
”I-I told our captain to get a gifter for this particular mission to assist us. Sir Theodore even offered our squad a gifter. B-but captain just ignored everyone and headed out with us inexperience squad and everybody flew away. We are the only one trapped here.” The girl behind Thorik cries and stutters about her bad fate.
In this world, the gifters are people who have massive amounts of spiritual power inside them. There is a weapon which is gifted to them solely based on the type of elemental stone they use.