By Omegias.
I am scared.
I can see them next to those totems, lit by the lights of the thick roof.
A bulky centaur with a half-dog rider, and a scarred red dracoraptor carrying a ragged wizard.
And heading straight for the truck.
I... I should open the window and scream as I was told.
But they look so scary!
And if they notice me? Then their 'handgun' things would just...
...Wait, would I pass as...
I moved myself to the back seat and blended with the garbage. Threw my phylactery around for good measure.
And left the gun below my robes.
I don't think they would mind a corpse among this rummage.
...
I could see the mirrors that allowed Fasty to look at the back without turning his head. They are inspecting the boxes in the 'pickup'. The half-dog and the two legged draco are sniffing it.
They are speaking... Lithician too?
—"Yeah, yeah, good stujj here. How do we load it?" The half dog said while panting.
—"We simply taketh, carriage and all! I shall open it and make it do our bidding with mine tricks." The wizard replied with an accent that made me recall how Senecé talked to us. How old is... Him?
–"Arf! Arf!". It... She? softly barked with a smidge of happiness.
They parked next to the truck. Wizard and draco at the left, centaur and half-dog at the right.
The ones at my right had clothes similar to what Fastblade wears. The one at my left had a big hat and cloak, both brown and somewhat tattered, a staff in the back and a couple wands on his belt.
The centaur had something in his mouth, similar to that 'joint' thing. He then threw it at the ground and with a hint of anger, he said: —"Hey, me and Cutebite don't fit there, Widynx! How we–"
—"Just follow mine lead. We shall not driveth post haste, so you and mine dear can keep pace! We can clean the scrap later so thyselves can fit too!"
—"Alright, alright, sounds good."–The centaur responded. It cracked its neck a bit from side to side and checked his gun.
I should do something. But if I do, I am dead dead.
Wait... I can...
With some difficulty, I quietly detached my right arm and made it crawl to the window crank closer to my head, being the back right one. Outside, they continued.
—"Oi, what awout the original tlan!"–It... She! barked with... Enthusiasm? Apparently she can't pronounce things that involve the lips.
—"Still in course! You and Tolus just ram the place with that violence you love. I shall prepare our new carriage!" –And then with a pretty cute voice for an old man: –"You stay here, Cutebite. Daddy will bring you something nice to eat!"—
The half horse cracked his knuckles with the gun still on his hand and replied: —"On it. And cut that accent crap already, you aren't that old!"–
As they had their banter, I slowly opened the window.
Now, how do I get the attention of Fastblade.
My scream... Could work? But then I am minced rotten meat.
...But nobody will believe a corpse shoot a gun if I drop it fast enough.
The wizard seemed distracted with the driver's door and the other ones proceeded to stampede through the shop door without much care.
If I maneuver my left arm through my 'dress" with enough care...
Here!
Is... Safe position. Not anymore.
Now, I move it so it aims for that opening...
–Click.
?
Oh, right, I need to move the slide back first to load a bullet and prepare the hammer, as he said.
Damn, I don't have my other a—
The door opened.
—"Ah, presto. Mine lockpick wardroot wand. Trusty as always."
I rapidly hid the gun and my arm on by rags.
—"Agh!, what is that henious odor!"
And looked at me. He jumped back.
—"Wh... What kind of ruffian carries a corpse as if it was luggage!? A female youngster, even! Despicable!... At least thy owner had the decency to cover it with some robes! Phagh!"
I stayed as quiet as I could be to keep the illusion. He then pulled a little pin next to the window of that door, and similar pins in the other 3 also pulled up doing a soft clicking noise.
He then opened the left back door.
—"Well, let us see if thy shall do as Cutebite's appetizer, at least."
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Oh.
I am so done.
I hear gunshots in the shop. And metallic hit noises. Is Fastbla–AUCH!
He threw my entire body out grabbing me from my feet into that very hard ground! Without care! That is how you treat the dead, you senseless idiot?!
Well, at least I fell in a perspective where I could see Fastblade dazzlingly moving his rapier around, deflection the bullets the other guys are unleashing on him. — Wow, never thought to saw a legend in action in first person!
...Oh. Cutebite started to smell me.
My head was facing the action at the shop and that dracoraptor. Then it looked me in the eyes.
—!
I twitched them.
Ha! Got startled! It even stepped back and did a little growl!
–"What, dear, you don't like it? Yes, yes, you like fresh, I know. Let me prepare this first and the others might bring forth you good meat!"
As the mage petted that monster, I saw the others turning their backs and about to run. 'Tolus' tried to kick him as he just walked to him but...
!!!
The old dude and his mount both quickly turned their heads when they saw a centaur flying through the window.
—"Tolus!!!"– The old man screamed.
—"Kkkggaahh!!!" The two legged dragon growled at the same time, getting scared enough to take its distance.
I heard how 'Tolus' broke its bones and other parts of him as it hit the ground, followed by a loud thumping and creaking sound, apparently by landing on one of those metal totems.
I am lucky my perspective saved me from that sight.
Then that walking doghead zoomed through the door running on all fours.
She barked with quite the scared tone: —"Get the"—BARK!—"Out! Now, now! War Knight! War Knight!"
–"War Knight? Ah, let me take duty, dear Nosy. It will PAY for that!"
He quickly grabbed the staff on his back, and took from his belt strange, black wand. Started to light up with... Black light?
No... No way that is real. A...
A one-use 'End' wand?
Like those given by Omegias so others could use his "instant death" signature spell? Like the ones on the tales? How did he—?
He aimed it at the shop and prepared his staff, that also started to light up.
Fastblade! He jumped through the broken window!... No, wait, no! That wand! Is aiming it to you!
He saw that ragged wizard, and in mid jump, aiming with his metal foot:
{— BAWM!}
The shot was powerful, but that magic barrier protected 'Widynx' from that hit! NO!
QUICK! Another shot now that you broke the barr—
—"END!"
...And my friend got hit by that black light.
{Thud}
no, NO! FASTBLADE!
FASTBLADE!
YOU SON OF A... AAGGHH! No time for that! Quick, quick, while he is checking his body!
I grabbed the handgun by the slide and braced the grip with my foot.
A good yank forward with my leg and...
{—Crick chak.}
Round chambered.
He said it would kick hard... So, I am pouring all my strength in this grip!
TAKE THIS YOU BASTARD!
—"Huff... Puff... Alright, he is dealt with. Haaahhh —that was close—...Cutebite, bring Tolus here!... Nosy! Come back here you coward and — Who loaded that g...? THE CORPS—!"
{BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! click click click cl...}
Half of them missed, but the others did the job: One pulverizing his jaw, other sending part of its elbow flying and two punching through his gut.
He crumpled like a doll, bloodied horadated back upwards and staining the ground with more of that dark red sludge.
...That was close! If he grabbed and reactivated his staff on time, I was done for! And that almost detached my entire arm!
But was so worth it.
That dracoraptor got scared from all the action and shots and ran away. But...
—"Widynx! WIDYNX!!!" I heard the dog bandit howl from a distance, near...What was left of Tolus.
If I had food on me to throw up I would have done it.
'Nosy' looked at me as I stood up.
—"You! YOU!"... And started to growl and bark so bad that foam started to appear on her teeth.
Uh oh.
She charged on all fours.
No, no NO NO... The truck!
I jumped as fast as I could to it from the back seat. Closed it and tried to reach the front door still open but...
AAAHHH!!! Is already at the drive's door! What do I do what do I...
I threw at her as much garbage as possible, delaying the inevitable.
How do I...
...?
My right arm! Fell behind the right seat, where I sat!
While I shoved him a staff that was lying around through her mouth to keep her at bay, I casted 'Ignition' with the detached arm...
To the Book of Constants under the seat.
Ah, she tossed the staff away!
I grabbed the now lit book with my loose arm, and with the left one I took them both from the upper right arm.
Take this!
Fire arm mace!
{THUFG! THUFG!}
Burn! BURN! YES! She gave me enough spac–AGH! Is burning me too! How do I...
!
Fastblade's helmet is upside down from all the movement!
I threw the burning book inside it. Back to my elbow you and...
—Oh, you still want more?
I forced the helmet down her head and tried to keep her wearing it as long as I could.
Burn! BURN! AGHH! Is burning me too through the metal! And those clawed strikes hurt just as bad!
—!!!
Finally! She got off the truck, wimping in pain. By when that fleathy imbecile pulled the helmet out of her head, I had already closed and locked the front door.
But what do I do?! Now what can it help me?! There is the armor and...
Oh
Is taking a gun!
BLAM! {Thuk} BLAM! {Cralnsh!} BLAM! {Tunk} BLAM! {Tunk} click cl–
—...She missed me?
One shattered the window. 3 hit the door — no holes? What a thick steel!
Agh, but these shards are really sharp–
Wait, is she... Trying to get through the window? Trying to unlock it!
I had enough of you!
I grabbed one of those shards (AGHH!) and shoved it by the pointy part through her intruding paw.
Whined hard from it.
—"Aurf! Aurf! Aurf!" — "GRRRHHHRH!!! You killed Widynx! YOU KILLED WIDYNX! I WILL KILL YOU!"
Then she tried to reach me directly through the window, trying to bite me and even trying to enter!
You want to bite me so hard, huh?
BITE THIS!
I shoved my entire arm that was holding the glass shard through her mouth as deep as I could!
And when that flea bag pushed me away, my arm got detached and stuck on her throat.
She tried to get it out, but she could only separate my upper right arm and then my forearm.
My hand was firmly stuck on her throat, impossible to pull off because of my grip on the even more stuck glass piece.
I saw how she hopelessly choked to death in that cold, hard stone ground.
Hmph! Grabbing that shard hurts a lot!
But I am not releasing that grip until that bitch kicks the bucket!
—...
She did, eventually.
...
—Ahh...!
I can't avoid crying rivers.
—Sniff—
{Sckiicchhhh}
—!!??
{Sckiicchhhh}
What's that nois-TOLUS!? THE HORSE DUDE IS STILL ALIVE!?
It... That dracoraptor... Is helping him stand up!
Or what is left of him, anyways.
And... Is he instructing something to that draco?
Ugh, some weird liquid is pouring from the broken metal totem and is smearing them up.
Wait...
The signs...
They warn about... Flammable stuff? No smoking, no... phones? What's that?
...And no heat magic.
...
It is what I think it is?
He said something about gas... But that's a liquid! But blegh! Smells awf–Wait, can THAT smell be that ga...
...no...
no nono nononono-
The scaly beast is looking at the truck as is putting an ugly face!
But is being kept back by the (by now) just half centaur.
Away from the fire.... From the book in that helmet, still on the ground.
So that thing can go in flames.
But if only I had a way to cast stuff at a distance! AAAAHHHGGggg!!!
If only if only if only! If I could picture a ghost hand casting ignition in th...
wa-wait.
I... I could!
I COULD!
I... I REMEMBER!
I CAN!!!
That spell!
PHANTOM REACH!
HAhahahaaa~
The one I used to create that distraction from my window...
Oh, they are gonna go the other way! nonoNONOOOO!!
–PHANTOM REACH! IGNITION!
I casted on the weird oil they were covered in.
{BOOOOOMMM!}
AAAAAHHHGGGG!!! WHAT A FIREBALL!!!
Auuhhhgg... Lucky I was in the truck~
The totem pouring that liquid just, exploded, engulfing everything around it in a fiery fireball~
That draco and that half breed are now beyond charred.
–I...
–I think we did it, Fastblade...
Fa... Fastbla–
I feel all of my bodyparts losing their energy. That wasn't cheap.
My vision is getting blurrier.
And darker...
...And my consciou...
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