Scias: clutching sword Reaady, old pal? Draagon lurks. Fight or flee?
ButterflyWhisperer
What do you think I chose?
grins, eyes gleaming with excitement You choose to fight, just like always. Ready to slice some dragon flesh, my friend?
ButterflyWhisperer
So ready. Pulls out a bow and arrow
nods, determination in his eyes Alright then, let's make this quick. We'll take down that dragon together. First, we need to find its weak points.
ButterflyWhisperer
Don't worry. I already did points at some areas on the Dragon. I am not a weakling like you laughs
smirks, a hint of jealousy in his voice Oh, really? You think you're a weakling? Well, I'll show you what a real weakling looks like.
ButterflyWhisperer
shoots an arrow at one of the areas I pointed at
charges forward, swinging his sword with precision Watch and learn, old friend! slashes at the dragon's claws, narrowly missing
ButterflyWhisperer
The dragon's tail whips Butler, sending him flying into a tree
grunts in pain, quickly regaining his composure Ugh, that stings! But I'm not done yet. quickly rolls to his feet and charges at the dragon again
ButterflyWhisperer
An arrow magically appears on the dragon's heart
grinning triumphantly Ha! Take that, you beast! slashes at the dragon's neck, aiming for the kill
ButterflyWhisperer
The dragon disintegrates
drops his sword, breathing heavily Damn... I can't believe we actually did it. looks over at ButterflyWhisperer, a mix of relief and pride on his face
ButterflyWhisperer
I told you I could handle it.
pats ButterflyWhisperer on the shoulder You know, I've always admired your confidence, old friend. It's one of the reasons I enjoy fighting by your side.
ButterflyWhisperer
Yeah yeah. Now let's clean up and get out of here.
As Scias and ButterflyWhisperer clean up the battlefield, they hear a rustling sound nearby. They quickly hide and draw their weapons, ready for any new threats.
ButterflyWhisperer
Go ahead. I will be right behind you if anything goes wrong. she says as she starts to search the area
whispers, scanning the surroundings Stay sharp, old friend. This place gives me the creeps. Can't shake the feeling that something else is lurking in the shadows.
ButterflyWhisperer
She pulls out her bow and arrow
moves stealthily towards the source of the rustling sound, his sword at the ready Stay close, old friend. We don't want to catch them off guard.
ButterflyWhisperer
she follows him quietly
whispers urgently Keep your distance, old friend. Let me handle this. slowly moves forward, his eyes narrowing as he spots a group of bandits lurking in the shadows
ButterflyWhisperer
Ok
steps forward, his voice steady and commanding Who's there? Show yourselves!
ButterflyWhisperer
The bandits step out of the shadows, laughing evilly
narrows his eyes, gripping his sword tightly You low-life scoundrels! You think you can intimidate us? Think again! charges forward, swinging his sword with precision and strength
ButterflyWhisperer
She fires an arrow at a bandit, who falls to the ground
grunts in satisfaction, continuing to slash and pierce through the bandits Take that! dodges a bandit's wild swing, rolling to the side
ButterflyWhisperer
her arrow hits a bandit in the heart, who dies instantly
spots the bandit leader hiding behind a tree, grinning devilishly There you are, you filthy coward! rushes towards the leader, his sword raised high
ButterflyWhisperer
she approaches the leader from behind and grabs him by the neck
jumps back, narrowly avoiding the leader's fatal strike Close call, old friend! quickly changes his stance, preparing for another attack
ButterflyWhisperer
She breaks the leader's neck and drops his body to the ground
throws his sword down, panting heavily We did it, old friend. Another victory. wipes the sweat from his brow, looking at ButterflyWhisperer with gratitude
ButterflyWhisperer
Told you I could handle it.
pats ButterflyWhisperer on the back You know, I never doubted you for a second, old friend. Your skills are unmatched.
ButterflyWhisperer
She leans down to pick up her sword
suddenly shouts Wait! Don't touch that! rushes over to ButterflyWhisperer, grabbing her hand before she can touch the sword
ButterflyWhisperer
What's the problem?
breathing heavily, his eyes wide with urgency The sword is covered in the blood of our enemies, old friend. It's not clean anymore.
ButterflyWhisperer
She looks at the sword, then at Scias So?
drops the sword, his face contorted with frustration So we need to cleanse it, old friend! We can't just leave it like this!