[Levi]

"You lazy pieces of shit, move it!" Levi says to his movers.

The movers pick up the boxes from the truck, move them up the stone stairs to the entrance of a old wooden building.

Levi takes a sip of his bear. "That is crazy."

"What do you mean?" Redhead asks.

"There aren't a lot of wooden buildings like this around anymore. The last one I saw was when I was around five."

"...Have you ever been to the countryside?"

Levi squints his eyes. "No, why would I go to a place with flies, and old people?"

"..."

From the entrance come out two people. One of them has a sword, the other one a staff.

"Fantasy mumbo jumbo is real then. Always thought there were a lot of cosplayers around here because the government allowed them to be in public to show off or something." He takes a cigar from his pants pocket. "Does that also mean that dragons are real?"

"To be honest with you we're not sure. The library of secrets got burned down two hundred years ago, with it a lot of knowledge from the old world was lost."

"You guys didn't have back ups." He smirks. "You guys suck."

One of the movers comes up to Levi. "We're done sir, is there anything else you need us to do."

Levi hands the mover a bear. "No, you guys can go back to the house, there is more bear in the fridge if you guys want."

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The mover bows. "Thank you sir."

Lighting the cigar and putting it to his mouth. "What's in the boxes?"

"You will see soon enough."

"You mean there's something for me."

"Yes."

"Why couldn't I open one of them when they were in my house?"

"You will see soon."

"I will fucking kill you soon, if you don't stop with the soon."

"Don't recommend doing that if you want us to find your sister."

Levi throws the cigar on the ground, smashing it. "Fine."

"Good."

"So, you wanted me to go to those things called dungeons right."

"That's right. We will need the boxing champions strength to get rid of them once and for all."

"Former boxing champion." He scratches the back of his head. "I kind of killed my last opponent."

"And that is the strength we need."

"Alright, will I be doing this on my own?"

"No, you will have a partner."

"Is he a good fighter?"

"He can handle himself, and learns quick."

"How old is he?"

"He's twenty two."

"Twenty two! His still a kid."

"We're sorry, but he is the only fighting force we have right now."

"I would rather not work with a kid, but if that is how it works, then that is how it will be."

"Good to hear that."

Levi gets in his car.

"I'll contact you when we need your help."

"Yeah, yeah." He drives off.

She puts her left hand on her chin. "Hmm, oh, I forgot to tell Jake that he had blood on his clothes when he came out of there, I thought I forgot something." She shrugs. "Oh well, he should be fine."