The Dragon's Moon

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"You boy,give that girl to me." He demanded while pointing his sword towards our direction. It's the man who bided 500 golds earlier. Did he follow us? I glanced at Crimson and he was just smiling like an excited kid.

"If not?" he asked.

"Then I'll just kill you to get her. That'll be 2 birds in one stone."

Crimson pulled me closer until I'm standing behind him. He created a 'tsk' sound then the scar-faced man spoke again gaining our attention.

"What are you doing in this land anyway? Are you lost? It's far from home."

"Kind of. Say-" Crimson took a step forward preparing to draw out his sword,

"What does your blood smell like?"

"If I were to kill you here then I'll easily climb up the ladder. For a defenseless little beast, it will be easy for me to crush you."

That man's words confused me. Why does he speak like he knows Crimson

"So you came before me expecting that you can outnumber me? That's silly."

Finally, Crimson's sword left its scabbard revealing its pitch black blade with a bluish glass-like tip making me frown

What kind of metal is that?

That aside...

"Hey, are you planning to take them on?" I asked incredulously after realizing our not-so-favorable position, my mana isn't well replenished to help you didn't you know that?

I pulled his sleeve but all I get is a lazy shrug and a playful "Yes"

"That's crazy."

"My lady 'I 'am 'crazy', now stay still." He gently pushed me away then patted my head, I heard the scar-faced man yell, and then his henchmen commenced their attack.

Two arrows were released but Crismon remained oblivious to it and continued marching forward

What the hell is he doing?

"Crimson!"

I prepared to run to his side but then the arrows suddenly turned to ash mid-air, making me frown. My eyes darted back to him who is swinging his sword in a circular motion, lazily.

Their faces suddenly turned pale for a reason I don't know since his back is facing me. Slowly they started to move backward like they've seen a monster.

A man wearing a bandana dropped his sword before running away confusing me more, followed by two more with the last one yelling.

'I don't want to mess with the likes of him!'

The scar-faced man growled.

"He is alone don't be a coward like them!"

Those who are left showed horror but after that scar-faced man yelled they held their swords tightly before dashing forward.

The sound of swords hitting each other echoed in my ears. Making me remember some memories I'm burying deep inside my head.

The sound of burning wood...

The heat of flames...

The clattering of armors...

Stop.

Make it stop.

I unconsciously covered my ears and shut my eyes.

The moans of pain, the cry for help...

I was so drowned in my world I failed to realize someone sneaked behind me until Crimson yelled my name.

"Gotcha! You think I ran away?"

The man who ran away earlier tied a rope around my neck suffocating me. It snapped me out of my trance.

"Don't touch me," I muttered in a low voice. The mana around me sparked before a gush of wind started to encircle me.

"Come to me furious winds that freeze the seas, Ventus Hiems"

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