A heroic Act

It began to rain as he pitched the utmost(a) mound of soil onto the boys grave. He let the shovel slip from his men and fall on the earth beneath his boots. Picking up the boys pedestal which he had found with a clay jar that had been smashed into pieces costly the boy, he looked at the contents and stared at them for a season, remembering what had occurred which seemed lone(prenominal) moments agoThe boys name was Kaj. He was an orphan. His parents died at the hold of some forest bandits while delivering baby wolf skins to the Pronteran Marketplace. His father use to hunt for their meals, now only he was left to do the agate line for himself and his little sister, Chala.A small bag hung across the skinny lads shoulder as he walked across the forest clearing. He knelt by the river and opened his bag. A look of sadness showed on his daring as he looked at what he would be bringing home for supper, a few small carrots he had found in a hyraxs hole, some herbs he gathered from plants, and an apple.He took out the only other item in the bag, a clay jar. He filled up the jar with water from the pool out front bending down to fall a drink himself. Carrying the jar in one hand while slipping the bag across the other hands shoulder, Kaj stood up and proceeded on his way. Preoccupied with his burden both on his hands and in his heart, the boy failed to notice a thin, dry piece of wood that was manufacturing on his path.CRACKThe sound of the branch breaking beneath his bare rear was more audible than what would have been normal. It was a terrifying shout that commanded ancient powers into reality. As the old forest saying went, It is bad luck to stride on dead branches.The boy is not a match for you, as you are not one for me. The horse cavalrys voice was placid and stern, Come on, Ive been itching for a fight.A burst of locomote came out of each of the horned figures huge, ringed nostrils. With look of livid anger it raised its sight above the figure of the frightened child and looked straight in the eyes of the armored warrior on hand of a heavily feathered PecoPeco.You will die today, insolent meatling It growled ferociously, slapping the function of Kaj away with the back of its massive left hand to make fashion as he slowly walked towards blueberry.As the distance between them shortened, the minorous charged at the knight. Blueberry stood defiant as the huge puppet lunged at him with its extensive hammer. In a rush of anger and fury, the hammer smashed against the locating of the knight, drawing a brief smile from the creatures face which almost instantly changed to a look of fear and disbelief as it saw Blueberrys great steel shield memory the blow of its hammer without so much as a dent.The sudden shock of the minorous prevented it from seeing its opponents other hand pierce a frost- detailped spear through the armor of its hide and passed its brutish heart. The knights weapon continued its assault, pushing throug h every sinew until its tip emerged from the creatures back, burying the entire arm of its wielder with its shaft fertile in minorous flesh.With the minorous hanging lifeless at the length of his ice pike, Blueberry withdrew his weapon from the creature, letting the brute fall heavily on the slaughterous grass. Pandora sat down at her masters whim, as the knights free hand reached for the ring between the dead creatures nostrils and pulled it out.Blueberry looked at the dull silvered piece of jewelry for an instant before throwing it at the direction of the still prostrate form of the boy.You can protest up now. You might want to sell that thing in Prontera. he called out.