
The rain that flushed profusely from earlier did not also subside. It looked like a man was walking soaked through it. Entering the forest that lies the westernmost of this plain. Deathly Forest. The forest gets its name from the people who once lost their brothers and friends in that place.
The man continued walking without caring about the cold rain and the discomfort of his wet clothes while moving. His long hair was drowned by water. Actually, he can make himself untouched by rain water if you want.
The figure was wearing clothes like mercenaries. His cloth shirt was double with leather armor and several iron plates attached to the sides of his chest and both shoulders. Looks worn and full of scratches.
On both hands were attached the protectors of the hard animal bones that extended from his wrist to his elbow.
Using shoes with iron plates that make it feel very heavy when used to walk on the ground muddy as it is now. The water was heard loudly as he walked.
The more the man walked inside, the darker the forest became. The dim rays of the sun blocked by the cloudy, now began to be blocked by lush foliage from the forest trees that form a natural canopy.
The air gets cooler and humid. The fog began to appear on the forest floor, hanging only feet.
The man then stopped in the middle of the jungle. Seemed to notice the ground as if looking for a trail or clue between the blankets of fog.
Then he raised his hand forward. As if a surface of water, the air in front of the man suddenly surged like a ripple of water centered from where his hand was. And without hesitation, the man stepped forward.
The man vanished as soon as he passed something that looked like the surface of the water. And when the ripples disappeared, there was no longer any sign that the man had been there. The rain washed away all the footprints on the ground.
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At the other end, the man reappeared from the wall of air ripples. It's still in the woods. It's the same forest. It's just that in this forest the rain doesn't flutter.
The man looked strange, because it was soaked in a dry place.
He took out a beautiful sparkling purple-colored crystal stone. No bigger than the palm.
Then put it on the ground right in front of him. Then stepped on it hard.
The sound of the crystal stone breaking. And from the rest of the crystal shards, the purple color inside it seeped out like a liquid. Which is getting bigger and longer. The man walked away from it like a purple puddle on the forest floor.
And once the area was big enough, something jumped out of the hole. But it does not cause ripples or splashes.
Three figures came out from the purple-colored pool. They stood around him. Before long the purple puddle disappeared as if it was absorbed into the ground.
"Ah, it's so lazy to be in the forest like this" came the voice of a girl with a slightly irritated tone.
"It's an important job. Don't complain" retorted the voice of a young man.
"What's the situation, brother?" Ask a man who walks ahead.
A Getzja man with a rogue appearance. Her gray hair was cut in the middle covering the side of the ear. Looks compatible with his mustache and beard that is not too long. His jaw was firm, his left eye using an eye patch. Many scars on his face, which added a sense of hauntedness to the figure of the man who had the stocky body.
Wearing a typical knight dress with several protective plates attached to his body. Its dark blue shoulder guard looks strong and heavy. And the most interesting thing is the large shield behind his back, which is almost the size of a body. Looks like a shell.
"Noel, where is this?" Ask a Getzja girl behind the guy.
Looks like this Getjza girl is wearing the clothes of a hunter. His clothes look covered in dark-colored leather vest. Wearing a thick skin protector on his wrists and shoulders. There is a metal plate on the knee dicelana length.
Wearing a scarf on his neck that was rolled over to cover not only the neck, but up to his mouth. Dark red, the tail of the scarf waving in the wind. Moving in rhythm with his hair that he pigtails.
There are two axes with short handles hanging on the left and right side of his waist. Axes are commonly used to cut wood, not to cut trees.
Next to the girl a young Morra trudged along, wearing a hooded robe that swept across the ground.
Behind the dark red cloak looks protective armor attached almost all over his body. The armor was a dull iron color that crackled as it walked.
Behind the hood that was still attached was the face of a handsome young man who also looked a little irritated because he was in the place.
"We are behind the barrier" said the man called Noel, answering.
"Well, really? Finally I could see the village of the Elves" the girl looked interested.
"Remember Nicaea, this is an important task" said the young man in the hood.
"Currently, you can't enjoy life, Fig" replied the girl with an irritated face.
"That boy could only enjoy one thing. A fight" said the man who interjected.
"Basic maniac fight" said Nicaea.
"Don't be so noisy. Let's go" Noel cut.
"By the way why are you soaking wet like that?" Nicaea asked when she found Noel's entire body wet.
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