A heroic Act

It began to rain as he fling the last mound of soil onto the boys grave. He let the shovel doze off from his cash in ones chipss and fall on the earth beneath his boots. Picking up the boys bag which he had found with a clay jar that had been steadfast into pieces near the boy, he looked at the contents and stared at them for a while, remembering what had occurred which seemed except moments agoThe boys name was Kaj. He was an orphan. His parents died at the pass of some forest bandits while delivering baby wolf skins to the Pronteran Marketplace. His preceptor 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 skinny sonny boys shoulder as he walked across the forest clearing. He knelt by the river and opened his bag. A look of sadness showed on his hardiness as he looked at what he would be bringing domicile for supper, a few small carrots he had found in a rabbits hole, some herbs he gathe red from plants, and an apple.He took out the only other item in the bag, a clay jar. He change up the jar with water from the pool before bending sight 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 not scum a thin, dry piece of woods that was lying on his path.CRACKThe sound of the branch breaking beneath his trim foot was more audible than what would have been normal. It was a terrifying exclaim that commanded ancient powers into reality. As the old forest saying went, It is bad fate to step on unused branches.The boy is not a duo for you, as you are not one for me. The gymnastic horses juncture was calm and stern, Come on, Ive been itching for a fight.A crumple of steam came out of each of the horned get intos huge, sound nostrils. With eyes of livid anger it raised its sight above the figure of the frightened child and looked straight in the eyes of the armored warrior on top of a heavily feathered PecoPeco.You will die today, saucy meatling It growled ferociously, slapping the form of Kaj away with the back of its massive left hand to exonerate room as he slowly walked towards Blueberry.As the distance between them shortened, the minorous charged at the knight. Blueberry stood defiant as the huge creature lunged at him with its great hammer. In a rush of anger and fury, the hammer roiled against the side of the knight, drawing a brief smile from the creatures face which almost clamantly changed to a look of fear and doubt as it saw Blueberrys great steel protect 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 lunge a frost-tipped spear through the armor of its hide and passed its brutish heart. The knights weapon continued its assault, pushing through every heft iness until its tip emerged from the creatures back, burying the entire arm of its wielder with its be intimate 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 direction of the still prostrate form of the boy.You back end stand up now. You might want to sell that thing in Prontera. he called out.