A heroic Act

It began to rain as he pitched the last mound of soil onto the boys grave. He let the shovel slip from his kick the buckets and fall on the earth beneath his boots. Picking up the boys udder which he had found with a clay plump up that had been smashed into pieces near the boy, he looked at the contents and stared at them for a while, remembering what had occurred which seemed only moments agoThe boys name was Kaj. He was an orphan. His parents died at the hands of some forest bandits while delivering muff wolf skins to the Pronteran Marketplace. His father used to hunt for their meals, now only he was left to do the job for himself and his little sister, Chala.A small bag hung across the nigh(a) lads shoulder as he walked across the forest clearing. He knelt by the river and opened his bag. A look of sadness showed on his grimace as he looked at what he would be bringing home for supper, a few small carrots he had found in a dass hole, some herbs he gathered from plants, and an apple.He took out the only other item in the bag, a clay jar. He filled up the jar with water from the pool before bending down to take a drink himself. Carrying the jar in one hand while slipping the bag across the other hands shoulder, Kaj stood up and proceeded on his way. Preoccupied with his burden both on his hands and in his heart, the boy failed to notice a thin, dry piece of wood that was lying on his path.CRACKThe sound of the branch breaking beneath his bare foot was more audible than what would have been normal. It was a terrifying shout that commanded ancient powers into reality. As the old forest saying went, It is bad luck to step on dead branches.The boy is not a match for you, as you are not one for me. The knights voice was calm and stern, Come on, Ive been itching for a fight.A bankrupt of steam came out of each of the horned figures huge, ringed nostrils. With eyes of livid anger it raised its sight above the figure of the frighten child and looked straight in the eyes of the armored warrior on top of a heavily feathered PecoPeco.You will die today, insolent meatling It growled ferociously, slapping the form of Kaj off with the back of its massive left hand to make room as he slowly walked towards blueberry bush.As the distance between them shortened, the minorous charged at the knight. Blueberry stood resistive as the huge creature lunged at him with its bang-up hammer. In a rush of anger and fury, the hammer smashed against the side of the knight, drawing a plan smile from the creatures face which almost instantly changed to a look of fear and disbelief as it saw Blueberrys great steel shield holding the blow of its hammer without so much as a dent.The sudden shock of the minorous prevented it from seeing its opponents other hand pierce a frost-tipped spear through the armor of its hide and passed its brutish heart. The knights weapon continued its assault, pushing through every muscleman until its tip emerged from the creatur es back, burying the entire arm of its wielder with its shaft deep in minorous flesh.With the minorous hanging lifeless at the length of his ice pike, Blueberry withdrew his weapon from the creature, letting the brute fall heavily on the bloodstained grass. Pandora sat down at her masters whim, as the knights free hand reached for the ring between the dead creatures nostrils and pulled it out.Blueberry looked at the dull silvered piece of jewelry for an instant before throwing it at the educational activity of the still prostrate form of the boy.You can stand up now. You might want to sell that thing in Prontera. he called out.