“DING!”
“DING!”
“DING!”
“DING!”
Just after the dawn, as soon as the first light shines upon the [Five Finger Mountain]. The sounds of hammering gradually emit out of a newly built hut in a small village hidden within the [Five Finger Mountain]. It has been three years, a black haired young boy sits inside the hut holding hammer with one hand, while controlling the metal with the other, one hit after another the once broad and thick metal gradually shift into the shape of a slim, long blade. Every so often, yellow sparks will also shoot out from the red-hot metal, flying across the dark room like orange fireflies under the night sky. In the last three years Erhart has been mastering many new skills such as Herbology, Hunting, Wood crafting etc. With the other villagers help, he added many new structures to the village, and this small forge is one of them. In his past life, Erhart had always been very intrigued by metals and forging techniques, he had played many forging games and once even tried to build a small forge himself, but never succeeded until now.
“Erhart COME OUT!” Amelia’s shouting instantly wakes Erhart up from his focus on the hammering, without further thinking Erhart runs out of his small hut and heads straight toward the general direction of Amelia’s voice.
“What wrong?” Erhart says, covered from head to toe in soot and ashes.
“A group of riders is coming this way.”
“What?! Didn’t Jorah say no one can find this village.” Erhart is confused and feels as if Amelia is pranking him. After seven year, living in a peaceful and quiet lifestyle. Then hearing a group of riders arriving out of nowhere makes Erhart feel somewhat surprised and disbelief in her words.
“Yes, but didn’t the alchemist find it. NOW GO HIDE WITH OTHER CHILDREN!” Amelia shouts. From her voice Erhart can hear Amelia’s apprehension and her worries, instead on herself, but on him and the others. Then Erhart suddenly realises the desperate situation the village is in.
“YOU and others GO HIDE!!! I will deal with this.” Erhart says, in all of the sudden, the face of a seven-year-old young boy is nowhere to be seen, replaced by a cold and menacing face of a fighting man. “whoever dares to harm my family shall pay deeply for their actions.”
“WHAT?!” Amelia says, she did not expect Erhart, a young 7-year-old kid to tell her to go hide somewhere. Just before she wants to speak again. Erhart did not allow her to do so, he knows if this conversation is to be dragged on, the little precious time he and others have may will be wasted. So, without any warning, he dashes forward, skilfully taking out a metal needle from a hidden pocket under his left sleeve and in a swift motion, he pricks the needle into Amelia’s neck lightly. The chemicals smeared on the needle takes its effect in just second. Before Amelia even it, she is knocked out instantly, Erhart allows her to fall into his arm, and gradually lower her down onto the ground safely.
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“COME OUT, I KNOW YOU GUYS ARE HERE!” Erhart shouts. A few children about the same age as his new self walks out from behind of few huge rocks near the forge, looking scared. Without further ado, Erharts assigns the children with the job of carrying Amelia into the safe house with them, helped by some motivation came from his threat to prick them with needles, if they do not do what he asks.
“BLOODY Hell! JORAH AND THE OTHERS ARE NOT BACK FROM THE HUNTING YET!” Erhart speaks to himself. While looking towards the village entrance and sees a storm of dust slowly approaching.
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Soon, as the men equipped with silver armours and armed with different weapons, riding on top of mostly brown coloured battle horses arrives at the village entrance. They seem to be unstoppable in both the appearance and presence and neither do they show not show any signs of stopping when they reach the village.
“SSssss~~”
Along with the appearing of two bright flashes of silver light. With the two small needles hitting two of the leading riders’ necks. They are knocked down from their horses instantly, the another two soon suffers the same fate as they cannot react fast enough.
“HALT!” A man dressed in silver coloured, full body armour and gold leafed helmet shouts. As soon as the words comes out from this man’s mouth, the riders’ advance into the village are paused.
“What do you want!” With help from the Rainwater pipes Erhart previously was going to set up. Erhart’s voice emits out and reflects from all directions, creating something similar to a sound field. With the additional efforts Erhart puts into deepening his voice. The sound that the riders hear is both loud and intimidating, it even forced the man in the golden helmet to take a few step back.
“We come in peace.” The man is clearly well trained and experience, in just seconds he recovers from his shock due to the sound field and answers.
“Rubbish, who comes in peace fully armed.”
“We means no harm.”
‘Drop your weapons.”
To Erhart’s surprise, with a single nod from the golden helmet man, his fellow riders instantly dismount from their horses and drops their weapons onto the ground, but these actions do not relief Erhart from his fear in a slightest way, in contrary it makes him more worried about these people. As he knows in this world, weapons are not the only thing that he should be afraid of [Blood Awakening Abilities] may also be as terrifying, if not more scary and deadly than weapons.
“ERHART!”, in the worst time possible Amelia runs out into the main entrance of the village looking for Erhart, Due to the fact that she is still suffering from the after effect of the needle Erhart gave to her. In her mind, it is an absolute mass, she cannot run straight and she did not even notice the riders that is in the middle of the village entrance, not to say able to run away from them.
“YOU BLOODY!” Erhart shouts exposing his hiding position on the roof of one of the huts, thinking “WHY DOES SHE ALWAYS COME AT THE WROST TIME POSSIBLE AND SCREW THING UP!”
With Amelia’s appearance, the gold helmet man seems to be once again shocked, even more shocked than the time, when he first hears Erhart’s sound field. Erhart can see an unsettling light in the man’s dark eyes hidden under the golden helmet. From the man’s emotion, Erhart reads a sense of plunder that the man has towards Amelia.
“For now I am the beast.” The man shouts, completing his [Blood Transformation], due to the [Beast-ling] race’s blood running through his veins that activates along with the man’s words. His presence shifts into somewhat more powerful and his killing intent covers the whole village in merely second. His body grown bigger and his armour seems to be shifting along the growth, covering most of his skin just like before. He launches himself forward towards Amelia, and with the blink of the eye, the man already covered half of the distance between him and her.