Kids? (II)

I reached over, my hand glowing white. A soft tickle of warm energy spilled out from me, wrapping itself around Gorum's hand. Quickly, the burnt healing was healed in moments, leaving behind a fresh skin tissue. But upon finishing, I noticed a deep patter of fiery scar on his hand, telling me that it would never be fully healed.

"I'm sorry, but you'll have a scar," I said, saddened by how far my healing could go.

"It's nothing to worry about, Dragon Maiden," Gorum spoke, happy that his hand wasn't hurting him anymore. "This is just a reminder, that is all."

I took a step back, tilting my head.

Phil spoke, bringing all their attention back to him. "Well then, with the appearance of the Legendary Weapon, I'm quite sure you guys don't need the crystals anymore."

"Yes," Gorum spoke, agreeing with Phil. "We will go back to inform our people about the appearance of the Legendary Weapon: Bone Crusher and its Maiden."

Even though Gorum wasn't chosen, he was still excited at the prospect of what this entitled.

"This isn't enough," Khor spoke with a frown. "The king won't just go off of words, you know. He would want proof."

"The proof is on my hands," Gorum spoke angrily at the thought of their king not wanting to free their parents.

"They won't believe it. You know that." Khor was getting frustrated at his brother's words.

"They need something more tangible. Instead, he will think everything we said is a joke."

Gorum grunted, knowing full well what his brother meant. It was something that they couldn't figure out by themselves, mostly because they couldn't bring the battle hammer with them.

"You know, I could make a recording for you guys," I replied, hoping that this would help their predicament.

"Recording?" They asked, not quite understanding what was going on.

"Yes, I have a few things back at the Elven city that I need to get to make it," I replied. It wasn't such a big deal, plus it didn't take too much time and effort.

"You could do this for us?"

I nodded, the thought of them creating a cursed weapon wasn't something that I wanted, and from the looks of it, Phil wasn't going to give up the crystals any time soon. This whole cave was his sanctuary, and he wasn't going to let anyone vandalize it.

"Thank you." Gorum gratefully spoke, relieved that the major problem was solved.

"Well then, is that good enough for you, Phil?" I asked, looking over my shoulder.

He grunted, turning around to leave.

"It seems like it."

We followed behind Phil, leaving the cave behind. As we stepped out, Phil raised up his hands towards us as magic flowed through his palm.

"Wha-at?" Khor stuttered, looking with wide eyes at Phil's action. "Are you trying to kill us?"

Phil didn't say anything. He sent out a burst of magic, which went straight towards Khor.

With a yelp, Khor dove out of harm's way, splashing into the water itself.

A blast of energy smashed into the cave wall, leaving behind a pile of rocks. The entrance was destroyed. I glanced over my shoulder and back at Phil.

"Did you have to do all that?" I asked.

"Yes." Phil turned around, strutting forward as if nothing was wrong.

I wanted to sigh but couldn't. Phil was the type of person who would do whatever he wanted, and it was already hard enough to stop him. There was no point anyway, mostly because he was sporadic in what he did.

"Hey! Elf!" Khor shook his hand in frustration at the sudden attack. He swam over, fuming.

"You could have killed me!"

With a grunt, Khor pulled himself up. He shook himself like a dog, drying the best he could. I had to step back not to get wet.

"You're fine, aren't you?" Phil rolled his eyes.

"No! My heart almost exploded out of my chest!"

"Highly doubt it."

"You don't know that!"

"Whatever." Phil trudged through the forest, leaving us behind.

"Elf!" Khor ran after him, not letting him go.

"My name is not elf!" Phil's voice rang out in the forest as the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard, busting through the forest floor as Khor followed after. "It's Phil."

Gorum gave me an apologetic look. Embarrassed, he scratched his neck.

"Well then, shall we go?" I asked, knowing full well that the two would be a loud bunch as we headed back to the elven forest.