The Second Regiment: Unprecedented Battle III

Margarette's POV:

*while Margarette's wondering, she heard a groan... But this time, it's calling for help*

"It.... hurts...."

- a familiar male groan.

*flinched*

"I... Aauuggghhh!..."

- a familiar male groan.

. . .

While I was in a state of wonder, I heard a familiar, male voice, coming right over the rubbles. I.... am still wondering who that voice is.... But...

"Mar... Margarette..... Si... Sir Terence... are... are you there?"

- Zemislav asks in pain.

*gasp*

"Wait... That voice....."

- I ask in surprise.

"Zemi!!!!"

- I shouted.

Now that I finally confirmed that, it's Zemi's voice, I wasted no time and quickly head towards the location where Zemislav's gauntlet is.

"Mistress Margarette, please wait!!!"

- Sir Barry shouts.

I completely ignored Sir Barry's plead and head towards my husband's side. When I finally arrived at Zemi's location, I am completely shocked.

*Zemislav's laying on the ground, bathing in his own blood at his head portion*

Zemi got injured.

"Sweety!!!?"

- I shouted.

I quickly head towards his aid.

"Sweety? Sweety! Hang in there! Imma heal you in no time!"

- I said in distress.

As I was about to position his arm, whose I thought to be a gauntlet earlier, he reacted and shouts....

"GHHHAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

- Zemislav screams.

*flinched*

Zemi slapped my hand that's holding his arm. He touched his bone joint, all in pain.

*Zemislav's groaning in pain*

I... I don't understand anything.... Anything at all.

*fazed*

I started to wonder what's going on... I mean...

*Margarette's watching in despaired towards her husband*

Just what the heck happened here?

. . .

Barry's POV:

While Mistress Margarette ran away towards the rubble, I was left shocked. Well, technically, you'll be shocked though. After all the things that happened here, you cannot help yourself but surprised.

I just left her and tend to help Sir Terence to regain his pace. I tend him and asked some questions repetitively.

While I was asking, he suddenly uttered something.... Something which made me confused.

"Barry.... Help.... Zemislav..."

- Sir Terence said.

? ? ?

I started to wonder what Sir Terence meant all of a sudden. As if, Sir Zemislav's injured or something...

While I was busy brainstorming some possible ideas, I suddenly heard a scream...

"GHHHAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

I fazed out for a moment and quickly laid my eyes towards Mistress Margarette's direction.

"What's that??!"

- I ask in confusion.

I quickly head towards Mistress Margarette's aid and I...

*gasp*

I'm... out of words....

. . .

"Mistress Margarette, what's..... what's going on?"

- I ask in shock.

Narrator's POV:

When the moment Margarette heard Barry's voice, she quickly focused her attention to his direction.... All scared and trembling.

"Sir... Sir Barry... My husband.... My husband is.....!"

- Margarette said with a shaky tone.

Barry is quite shocked since Margarette didn't finished her sentence. He then decided to look at Zemislav, who's drenched in blood, and laying on the ground as he was in a state of pain.

Barry starts inspecting his leader's condition.

- - - Minutes have passed - - -

( Barry's still inspecting )

The rest of the regiment gathered where Barry and Margarette were.

*footsteps halted*

"What's... What's wrong??? Why is there a scream?"

- Heldrick ask.

Barry and Margarette didn't replied to Heldrick's question since they already witnessed what's going on already.

. . .

Zemislav's agonizing in pain as he kept on holding his bone joint which was hit by a heavy-looking rock that fell down during the earthquake earlier.

*Zemislav's groans*

The regiment was surprised of what happened to actually.

"Oh no... Sir Zemislav's bone has dislocated..."

- Barry said.

"Dis... Dislocated??!"

- all reacted.

"Yes... His joint probably struck by a rock with great momentum earlier which caused to dislocates his joint. If we don't resolve this, he'll be agonizing in pain... And worst of all...."

- Barry said.

. . .

"He'll be immobilized for a while due to pain."

- Barry said.

"So... That's why he slapped my hand earlier. That's because of dislocation."

- Margarette mumbles.

"Then, what should we do now? We can't leave Sir Zemislav like that! We gotta do something!"

- Aubry said.

"Then, we just have to put it back his dislocated arm back to its rightful place."

- Orphium said.

*all gasps*

"Wait... You mean...! Wait.. are you serious? It's not advisable to do that though? It might endanger him! Or worst of all, it'll make his condition worst!"

- James said.

"Yes... I'm completely aware Sir James, the odds of performing this kind of thing is high 50/50 chance, but what else can we do? We can't let our leader suffer anymore. And besides, what option we can choose? Especially right in the middle of this place?"

- Orphium replied.

*James gone quiet*

"So for now, we got to do what it is supposedly a rumour or saying. It's painful in the process but I'm pretty sure our captain can bear it. Besides, we had Margarette, the healer of this regiment. So, there's no option and there's no reason to back down, especially for the sake of our leader."

- Orphium said.

"I somehow agreed with Sir Orphium."

- Efrain agrees.

"I, too, also agreed with his idea."

- Alden said.

Orphium get closer to the agonizing Zemislav.

"Sir Zemislav, I understand your pain. But please forgive me for what I'm gonna do. I assure you, it'll be swift."

- Orphium said.

Orphium positioned himself and ready to do what he intended to do. On the other hand, Zemislav couldn't talk or reply to any of his question because of severe pain which struck him, throughout his body.

"Are you ready, Sir Zemislav?"

- Orphium ask.

*Zemislav's panting*

"Alright, Sir Zemislav... Here I go!"

- Orphium said.

Orphium started the process in a swift motion. Cracking of bone is heard.

*cracking*

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

- Zemislav shouts.

- - - Seconds have passed - - -

"Sir Zemislav, it's finally done."

- Orphium said as he wiped his sweat.

*Zemislav's heavy panting*

"Tha... thank you... Sir Orphium.... I... You're a... *pant* .... Lifesaver."

- Zemislav gratefully said.

"It was nothing sir.. I am bound to help anyone who needs help. Well, not just me but all of us here are bound to help each other's back."

- Orphium said.

"Yeah... *ack!*.... You're certainly... *pant*... right about that...."

- Zemislav said in relief.

While Zemislav's talking to Orphium, Margarette quickly come to his aid and started healing him without saying anything.

"Oi? Margarette! I... Didn't noticed you're there! Heheheheheh! You know what, you're always gorgeous in my-"

- Zemislav said cheerfully.

"Shut... up...."

- Margarette seriously said.

*Zemislav flinched*

"Stop acting like it's nothing, you idiotic old fart."

- Margarette rants.

*Zemislav gotten quiet*

"Didn't you know how serious your situation you're in? Didn't you know it's that serious which I, couldn't help myself but started to feel anxious??! DIDN'T YOU KNOW I-!?"

- Margarette said as she cried.

While Margarette's crying, Zemislav touches her cheeks gently with his palm and looked at her for a moment... Zemislav wipe off the tears that falls down on her face and hugged her tightly.

"I'm sorry.... I made you feel that way, sweetheart."

- Zemislav said.

*Margarette's crying*

"But... It's alright now... I'm all good."

- Zemislav said it gently.

"Don't you ever... do that again... You hear m-?"

- Margarette asks in a concerned tone.

"Zemislav.... Why?"

- a male voice.

*all gasps*

All members of the regiment were shocked upon hearing a sudden voice. They all start looking where the voice came from, and it turns out it was Terence.

"Why'd you saved me back then, you f*ck*r!?"

- Terence madly said.

*Zemislav's listening*

"I... I'd prefer to be crushed by a falling slab than being saved by you!"

- Terence said angrily.

"Why??! WHY DID YOU SAVED ME YOU-?!"

- Terence said angrily.

Terence's about to finish his sentence but suddenly, Margarette quickly appeared infront of him and give him a great...

*SLAP!!!*

. . .

The slap noise echoes throughout the hall which shocked them all.

"Is that how you expressed your outmost gratitude to your savior?? The one who just saved your useless, piece of sh*t of yours??!"

- Margarette angrily said.

*Terence didn't react*

"Don't you know how much pain he went through just saving you?..

You??!... You sc*mb*g??!"

- Margarette rants.

"His right shoulder's bone joint dislocate, and he even got an injury in his forehead.... Just.... Just... *grit* WHAT THE F*CK were you??! Have you no sense of shame and guilt??!"

- Margarette rants.

*all gone quiet*

"*tch!* WHO TOLD HIM TO SAVE ME, HUH??! No one right??! It's his fault why he got those injuries!? So... DON'T YOU DARE F*CK*NG BLAME ME, YOU SL*T!!"

- Terence denies.

"You.... little...!!!"

- Margarette said in irritation.

While the two of them were arguing, Zemislav stands and said...

"That's enough."

- Zemislav said seriously.

*two of them halted*

"I don't want anyone arguing in my stead. What is done is done."

- Zemislav said.

"But sweety, that guy's insane! I can't believe he didn't-"

- Margarette said.

"Helping others don't need any concrete reason and expectation to be rewarded, what matters is you've helped."

- Zemislav seriously said.

*Margarette gotten quiet*

"So, it is my decision to jump to the scene because I wanted to."

- Zemislav said.

*Terence's listening*

"By the way Sir Terence, like I said earlier, pursuing your desired actions leads to consequences. But either way, I am in no position to stop you, since it's one's will, not mine."

- Zemislav said.

"Each of us have our own will, and I understand. But I do hope you learned your lesson after this."

- Zemislav said.

*Terence gone quiet*

*sigh*

*Zemislav looks up and making a disgust, funny expression*

"You know what? F*CK that seer... I'm sick of this! And I'm sick of everything. Urgh! S*ck your d*ck you f*ck*ng b*tch!!!! Don't you dare watch other's f*ck*ng business! F*ck your own!!! Wahahahahahaha!!!!"

- Zemislav rants.

Zemislav raises his arm and do the "golden sign" while looking up above. When he finished doing what he intended to do, Zemislav then faces his comrades.

"For now, let's stick with the original plan. I hope everyone's cooperation and unity. Will that be okay, y'all?"

- Zemislav said.

"Well, sounds good to me!"

- Alden replied.

"No objections."

- Aubry replied.

"Hmmmm.... How 'bout y'all? Do you agree?"

- Zemislav consulted.

"No, sir!!!"

- all replied.

*quack!*

"What??!"

- Zemislav reacted, funnily.

*crow of silence*

. . .

"YES, SIR!!!"

- all said again.

*smiles*

"That's a relief then! Heheheheheh!"

- Zemislav said as he lets out a blissful expression.

*Terence's listening*

"Alright everyone! Let's continue what we have started! And oh???! Don't forget to remind everyone of your findings so, we'll all be alerted anytime. Understood?"

- Zemislav said.

"Yes sir!"

- all replied.

"Alright then, let's go!"

- Zemislav said.

"Diverse you f*ck*ng ants! Wahahaaa!"

- Zemislav jokes.

. . .

*crickets*

*breeze of awkwardness*

"What?"

- Zemislav asks funnily.

*SMACK!!!"

"JUST SHUT YOUR MOUTH YOU STINKY OLD MAN!"

- Margarette shouts comically.

*depressed Zemislav noises*

. . .

Now, the entire second regiment resumes searching to the said 'switch' or 'trigger'.

- - - Hours have passed - - -

Tigreal's so focused upon searching the said 'switch'. Upon searching, he noticed a weird, looking dagger impaled in a small altar ahead.

Tigreal's wondering and decided to approach it due to curiosity. Once he got a closer look on it, he started to wonder.

Tigreal's POV:

*mesmerized*

Wow!.... Look at that unique dagger....

*Tigreal's staring at the dagger*

I've... I've never seen that sort of dagger in my life. And...

How come it's freshly new? Did anyone put it here or, it's just here for many, many years?

*mesmerized*

Like, what the heck??! If this is preserved, I guarantee you that it's well-preserved! It's so sharp and good-looking dagger.

And.... I did saw some dust that engulfs the dagger...

Hmmmm.....

Let me just blow it.

*gasping*

*blowing*

There! All neat!

. . .

*awe*

Wow! It's so amazing! It really is preserved!!!

*Tigreal didn't know, that after all the mesmerization feeling he had, he's slowly tempted to remove the dagger from its position but suddenly*

"Hey? Sir Tigreal? How's searchin' goin' ?"

- mentor Zemislav ask.

*flinched"

"Me... Mentor Zemislav??!!"

- I shockedly said.

. . .

What the f*ck??! That scared me for a seconds there! Me... Mentor??! What's he doing here? Popping all of a sudden, and out of a blue?!

. . .

*while Tigreal's wondering, Zemislav's surprised*

"Hey? Ya okay? You sounded like, you've seen a ghost or something?"

- mentor Zemislav ask.

"Aah.... Ah...."

- I am speechless.

I... don't know what to reply to my mentor. Well, I badly want to tell him about what I found but....

*hesitating*

What if mentor Zemislav's going to take all the credits?

. . .

I... *sigh* just look at that amazing, and unique form of dagger!... It's so fascinating! I... badly want it for my first ever trophy of my journey as a rookie knight.

. . .

*gritting*

But....

*Tigreal's looking at Zemislav, who's waiting for his response*

"No luck mentor. I still haven't been able to find something."

- I lied.

"Well, that's too bad. Anyway, don't let that disappoinment struck you. Ahahahah! Just keep searchin'. And don't forget, if you ever find something, don't hesitate to tell us, understood?"

- mentor Zemislav cheerfully said.

"Yes mentor. I can assure you that."

- I fake my response.

"Okay, I'll be taking my leave now. Sorry to disturb ya!"

- mentor Zemislav blissfully bids farewell.

*Zemislav left*

. . .

*phew!* Finally, mentor Zemislav leaves.

*sigh of relief*

Such a relief.

. . .

*Tigreal gazes back to the dagger*

Now, let's get back to business. Heheheheh!

. . .

So yeah, I finally decided to take the dagger as my trophy.

. . .

Zemislav's POV:

Hmm.... I've already asked lots of second regiment members regarding about this said task but somehow, it makes me think that everyone's efforts were fruitless.

. . .

*sigh*

That seer... What is it plotting? Is it trying to held us captives here?

. . .

Geez! Thinking something beyond ordinary makes my head spins like crazy!

. . .

*halt*

. . .

*Zemislav remembered a flashback where he first consulted Tigreal. He noticed that the way Tigreal's expressing his words are fake, not genuine"

. . .

About sir Tigreal... He did act kinda suspicious back then.

. . .

Like, it feels he is acting evasive all of a sudden.

Hmm....

Well! D*mn! I'm overthinking! Ahahahahah! This is so not me!

*laughing out loud in his thoughts*

Anyway, I forgot to ask something from sir Tigreal. Gotta ask him right away!

Narrator's POV:

Zemislav tries to check on Tigreal but suddenly, when he tried to gaze at him, he saw that Tigreal is trying to pull something.

Zemislav gasps in surprise and tried to stop young Tigreal of his childish actions.

"TIGREAL! DO... DON'T-!!!??"

- Zemislav desperately shouted.

But it's no use... Before Tigreal reached Zemislav's sudden warning, he already pulled the dagger from its location.

*ka-click!"

Meanwhile, a sudden, eerie voice uttered from afar, letting a sinistrous grin, despite from darkening his face because of its hood.

"Now, the real fun will begin...."

- eerie voice from afar.

*snap!*

The moment the eerie and mysterious creature let out a snap warning, the entire place started to levitate some rocks higher than the ground.

All of them struck by sudden surprise.