Greetings guildcraftians. Welcome to comic twenty-two. I just wanted to say before we begin, for those of you who think this is a waste of time, you’re better off somewhere else. This is just a brief warning for you all. Anyways for those of you who do want to read the comic; Let’s continue right from where we left off, which was where Kocoski, Luisa and I were on a boat, sailing down a river until we came across a noise in the trees. The rustling in the bright, green trees were getting louder. Sticks were falling like rain, wind howled like a pack of hungry wolves. The sounds began to stop at one point… but as soon as we let our guard down, someone leapt out of the trees and attacked me. The mysterious figure flung me to the other side of the lake, bringing the two youth lings with it. I collapsed onto an old campsite where hunters dwelled. Kocoski and Luisa finally caught up to me, as soon as they were an inch away… the mysterious figure grabbed them both by the ankle and hung them on top of a tree. Megan: Tsk tsk. It seems the predator… Before she could finish her sentence, she reaches for her blueish-black sword, shining an odd silver colour. Megan: …has become the prey. PyroKnight: I’m nobody’s prey. Copying Megan, I as well withdraw my sword. Glowing a flame so bright, the ember’s light devours the dark and shadows. Kocoski: Is that Megan? Luisa: Where did she obtain that sword? Megan makes the first move, with a straight and narrow stab, which I dodged. I then make the next move, which she has countered taking a swift chop across the torso, following up with a kick in the head. I get myself back up, countering her next move, sparks of blue and orange filled the air, the sound of scrapping metal echoes throughout the woods. Kocoski: Luisa… Luisa: What? Kocoski: Pass me my knife. Luisa: Your knife? Kocoski: I can get us down. Luisa: Where is it? Kocoski: In my pocket. Megan and I are still fighting, trading blow after blow. Her hair once, sunshine blonde now stained with her own blood. After a while, I disarm her of her newly found weapon. When pinned to the ground, I cut off her arm. As I was about to deliver the final blow, Megan grew an arm right out of her back and disarmed me, and grew her other arm back and kicked me into the trees like a football. Megan runs after me. Luisa and Kocoski finally break free and go after Megan and I. Megan: When will you learn? The longer you live, the more this planet dies, the more you devour these children’s minds with your lies! And worst of all… the more lives you steal. PyroKnight: You know nothing… of me. Megan grabs me by the neck and shift shapes her other hand into a giant sword. She gives me one last glaring look before saying the last words I might hear. Megan: I know… enough. Kocoski and Luisa run into us and try to convince Megan to decline her actions. Megan: Children, run from here. This… abomination feeds you lies. He cannot be… PyroKnight: Witch! I give Megan a big head-butt knocking her flat on the floor, and stabbing her into place! Blood erupted from her like a volcano. PyroKnight: Come on! Hurry! The three of us fled the wounded body… but as soon as we left, her wounds healed quickly, her cut off body parts are reattaching to her. She stands up with my sword still in her stomach. Megan: That was… mildly entertaining… She pulls the sword out with a mighty force and recovers the wound as if it weren’t there. Tossing the blade aside. Megan: I can’t wait for the rematch. To be continued...
