"I'll finish you!" he cried with a sword swung high. Resting on a large rock, it floated in the air. Aiming for a bull-shaped monster. His sword eyes flashed sharply in the middle of the moonlight beam.
"Graah!" The huge bull growled wildly, its breath like hot steam gushing out from the nose. As if he had no fear, he actually ran to greet the knight's sword slash. Preparing to hit his opponent with a head that was as hard as a rock.
Trang!
Like two colliding metals, the sound sounded so loud in the middle of the night silence. The man in the sword grimaced holding the sword force in his grasp. His steps were pushed back, this giant bull was incredible! He's not sure he'll be able to survive for a long time.
And that's right, in a short time, he was cornered. His body was glued to a large tree trunk, unable to escape. While his nose bleeds due to the impact of the golden horn that became his target.
"It's time I died like that, without paying the debt," he muttered, closing his eyes. With a smile on his lips, he was only able to hold on to the tree trunk so as not to collapse. His leg was broken, the bull's horn wasn't messing around. The sound of the running bull's legs was heard, causing vibrations on the ground he was sitting on. He was convinced it was the end of his life. Killed in search of goods that can pay off their debts.
Until the sound of the bull's growl was heard again, jolting it to open its eyes. To his surprise, he found one of the huge horns had already been cut off, falling to the ground. The huge bull roared ferociously, opening its big toothed mouth.
"Come on Ele, just finish it!" shouted a woman from the top of a tree, in her hand seen holding something shiny. Arthur, the man who had previously resigned to death, squinted around. Find someone called by the name of Ele.
In just less than a blink, a shadow flew in the darkness. His silhouette looked so awesome when illuminated by moonlight. With his sword and robes fluttering in the night wind.
Crash!
"Graaah!" he roared deafeningly, his body collapsing without energy. The girl who appeared to have just treaded the ground stood by her side, still with a sword outstretched near the belly of the bull that was now stretching its life.
Arthur was surprised by the movements of someone he expected to be, very fast and agile. He couldn't catch it clearly. You know, the bull had already lost in his hands.
"Hi, you're okay?" then someone patted him on the shoulder. He turned quickly, finding a man with two children behind his back. Arthur nodded, holding his chest which suddenly felt pain.
"I'm fine, thank you!" with full effort, he stood up. Walking limping closer to the golden horn lying down. Pick it up, and cry out to those who stand elsewhere.
"Do you need this? If so, I wouldn't have picked it up!" his voice was loud enough for the size of someone who was about to die. The woman standing closest to him, who had just finished off a giant bull rolled an eyeball. Branded an understatement.
"Just take it, we don't need anything like that!" Wagging the back of his robe, she turned to approach the one standing on the branch. Arthur could now see her flying clearly, not with his eyes with fireflies. She looked like a rare fairy, very beautiful!
"He didn't even say thank you, it was so disrespectful! Humans are indeed very sickening!" she ranted, taking over the lantern in the hands of the beautiful woman who watched her finish off the monster. That woman was Juliet, laughing sweetly. Rubbed the head of the girl who was whining.
"Don't think about it, Lucy and Lucky are also human. Not all are the same as him," his voice was so crisp. Sometimes Ele thinks, is this beautiful sister an angel? Why is it so kind and so calming?
"Thank you! It's helped me! I'll go, see you soon!" a cry interrupted the conversation between Ele and Juliet. They turned their heads, finding the young man he had just helped to wave.
"He said thank you, you heard that, didn't you?" Juliet whispered, her hands waving at the young man they had just helped. Ele could only snort, for him the man remained disrespectful.
"Oh, is he hurt? Why is the road limping?" Juliet muttered, attracting the girl's attention in front of her. Ele turned his head, only to see the man walking with a limp. In fact, from the distance so far, it seemed that he was enduring pain.
"Sis, don't help him! Yak!" she squealed, and Juliet had already gone down to the ground to pursue the young man. Ignoring the cries of Ele who tried to stop her. She still caught up with the young man who was not far away.
"Are you hurt?" ignoring Ele's cry, Juliet asked the man she had just helped. The man looked back. There were dimples on his cheeks as he smiled.
"Yes, a little. Looks like my leg bone broke. But it's okay, I'll treat it later!" he replied with a fine expression. Juliet knew he was injured and needed immediate help. So she sighed.
"I can treat it, I can cure magic. It would be fatal if you treated it too late," her voice sounded somewhat anxious. Arthur looked down, looking at his leg bones that needed help. Finally, he nodded.
"Alright then, sorry it's troublesome!" He bowed a little. And now, Juliet could smile in relief. Without a doubt she stepped in to take Arthur with him. The man stepped slowly behind him.
William, the man who had greeted him first glanced sarcastically. I don't know where the good aura he had been carrying, seemed to flow in the blood of the bull that had just died. His face was bleak, looking like he didn't like what Juliet was doing.
"Will, come on! The kids will get cold if they stay outside too long," she said. William snorted, upset actually. But Juliet is right, these children behind him will be cold if they don't return soon. So, with a heavy heart he carried both of them at the waist. Ignoring the plain look that winces full of question marks.
"Everyone, let's go back to the tent!" She shouted in a loud voice. And one by one the people who had split up were now gathered. Like a magnet, it attracts metal objects around it. That's Juliet, the beautiful and kind-hearted witch who brings together different traits.