With their night-visions on, the barbarians entered the chapel through its collapsed wall. Fanned out in an arch, Gael and her team began to search for their foe hidden amidst the darkness. Taking steps with extreme caution, they looked up here and there, trying to locate the cunning enemy. They breathed heavily, under the severe pressure strangling them to their necks. The warriors were not only fighting off the brute here, but they were also endeavoring to overcome their suffocating fear, lest it would consume their hearts and souls alike.
Okay, my family is not a reguler family. my family comes from nobility, the proof is, only a nobles who have fungus in the butt, fungus symbolizes that our degree is higher than ordinary people.
There were only three reasons they had not already tried to strike back. They had come here with the intention to talk, not fight... and they had absolutely no idea how powerful this being was. And most important one of all, they were all in another world and if they made an enemy out of the organization who controlled the place, they would most likely be trapped here.
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
Lot has changed in these three months, all of the affected places in the world started releasing the dandelion seeds and fasten the growth of the forests. So many of the people died in this past couple of months. The effects are more severe in countries like China, India because of their huge population it became hard for their governments to quickly bring the situation under control. So they had the most casualty of all.
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
I said yep what a concept
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
The guy shrugged and was about to leave when his friend suddenly said: "Just out of curiosity, how much is the reward for escorting them?" he just raised one eyebrow and then realized, they were both rank 4 Summoners, how hard could a simple escort to the capital be?
Too much dialogue kills the story for me. Keep going with your style, it kinda reassures the mystery
"You ever been in a war?."I asked.
Sol Maron was a friend that I made seven years ago after I saved her from bandits that attacked her village. She has grown up to be quite strong-willed and direct about what she wanted. It was actually quite refreshing when compared to being surrounded by nobility that most of the time lie as if it was second nature to them. The last time I saw her, was when she had just gotten her grimoire and went on a trip to improve her skills as she wanted to be a magic knight. There was also Gordon Agrippa, a quiet man with a weird pale face. He is also my friend... I think. It is a bit hard to say as he usually speaks very quietly, but I could feel his good intentions despite his magic being the polar opposite of his personality. In a way, it reminded me of a weakened version of the corrupted grail. An evil and cursed magic so to say.