That was one of the last days of autumn, the winter was near. The rain started a while ago. A convoy who includes ten caravans is passing down the road into the free city of Astoria.

''This weather makes me dizzy and wanna go into sleep.'' said the young swordsman before shutting his eyes. But he wasn't able to fall into sleep.

As he started to think about his last year: I'm tired both physically and mentally. Did I leave my village just for slaying beasts and selling my sword now? I can't use my full capacity. Am I not able to find any opportunity to study magic or become a famous warrior? Then I shouldn't leave home at all.

While he was in a troubled mindset.''Hey, are you awake newbie'' asked the old mercenary. He was one of the three captains of a mercenary group called The Dragon Brigade. Such a fancy word to chose.

He opened one of his eyes to show that he's listening. The old mercenary continued '' Ignoring an old man can break his heart don't you know. Whatever I know that you're a lone wolf but you should consider joining our little brigade. At least you can find some peace without searching and killing ugly beasts. The Brigade is like a home for lone adventurers. If you got yourself into some trouble then we'll help you.''

Without a response, the old man didn't continue to insist. But he was right traveling alone in these lands is very dangerous and not so promising.

The convoy suddenly stopped. They left the caravan to look what's happening. A barricade of fallen trees was blocking the road. When they were checking around. Dozens of glowing red eyes started to look at them from the woods. The Old Man shouted '' Take battle formations''. They closed the gaps and took the caravan behind them. Old man stood up with a smiling face ''Draw your swords gentlemen, our services are required now.''.

There is a pack of wolfs with white fur and red eyes. ''These are no ordinary creatures'' said the old man. He grew uneasy about the situation. Young man '' These wolves went into a beastification thanks to a shaman. We should consider that there are more beasts awaiting us.''

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But why a shaman is attacking them? Just beasts cannot defeat us. We have more than a dozen well-trained knights and forty battle forged mercenaries.

Young man drew his sword and put his left hand into the blade '' İngis est mandatum meum ''. The Flames started to rose from his hand and quickly surrounded the blade.

These mindless beasts didn't fear. They are bloodthirsty likely because of the beastification. A normal wolf would escape.

A huge wave started to attack them. These creatures were easy to beat. After a while, the attackers who seem to be like bandits came out of the forest with magical beasts called furga. With a body nearly huge as a dwarf and fangs like a dagger these beast are very fast and dangerous.

Dealing with one of them is not so hard. But they never hunt alone.

A furga run into the young man. He dodged the beast into the right and killed him with a slash from behind. Other furga used the death of his fellow mate to suprise him. There was no way for him to re-position himself and meet this attack properly. He quickly drew his short sword and swing him right into the beast ''Aerium''. The blade wasn't able to reach his target but a powerful wind cleared his way like a blade and slashed the beast.

He lost his balance and fell into the ground. The flaming sword fell from his hands. One of the bandits who carries a greathammer run into him. When the swordsman was trying to stand up the bandit swung his hammer to his back. He took a powerful blow to his spine. The bones crushed with huge pain he became paralyzed. The bandit couldn't helped himself and started to laugh '' Ahahah Weakling, did you really thought that shiny tricks can save you. ''

They didn't kill him immediately, left him to suffering. He was laying into the road with a bitter taste of sand into his mouth and intense smell of blood and death. Until the end, he was able to hear the others. Unlike himself, the others were able to shout with pain.

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