Chapter 9: Chapter 9 – You Realize What You Were Up Against?

 

Gei frowned. She had killed twenty five different mercenaries, and thought she would have to kill them all. Right at the end, the remaining five took their swords, and laid them on the ground. They lowered their heads to the ground, and started to pray.

She stopped her rampage, and listened.

"Ena, forgive me." These were the words she heard. They wanted to die with a clean conscience, so they could meet their goddess with a light heart. Even the Union Master had knelt down, but his words were different.

"Mother Ena, forgive my men as I was the one who ordered them here." He didn't expect forgiveness for himself, or for Gei to spare him. Instead, he hoped Ena might show his men some mercy. Gei shook her head and groaned.

"Not kill people pray gods." She said, and walked towards her plateau. "Take dead. Leave metal. Not steal. Metal price." The Union Master raised his head and watched her jump an impossible distance and landed up on the plateau, far out of sight.

"I really stepped in a big pile." He whispered. He turned to his men. "You heard her. She spared our lives, and the price is the metal. Swords, daggers, armor." He lowered his head to the stone again, now filled with remorse and shame.  He put his own men in that situation, and they had paid the price.

"Thank you, Ena for softening her heart."

 

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"You survived?" Venn asked as the Union Master returned with five others.

"We prayed to Ena for the afterlife. She spared us." The Union Master said with a grimace. "We need the carts to retrieve the bodies for burial." He looked broken.

"The governor did not know if you would live, but he said that if you return, you will face the Union Master of the capital." Venn waved to a guard. "Retrieve a couple of carts. They need to get their companions for burial."

"Did they win?" Drom asked.

"She killed wolf headed trout. Two of them. What do you think?" Venn asked.

"Ah, she let them live. Is that why they don't have their weapons?" Drom said as he left. Venn looked at the U.M. and was about to ask when he was already answered.

"The penalty were our weapons and metals. No silver." The Union Master growled. "The Griel clan sent us on a suicide mission!" Venn blinked.

"Didn't you hear about what happened in town?" Venn asked.

"What happened?" The Union Master asked, as he looked confused.

"She already beat down their guards. Ripped up a tree in the market square, and turned them into mush. They already knew what they faced." Drom said as he returned with a cart, and a fellow guard came back with another.

"Then it appears that though I have to face the capital, so will they." The Union Master grit his teeth. The request only said the girl had stolen from them, that she had some power, but it wasn't an impossible request.

Ripping a tree up out of the ground was not 'some power'. That would make her a powerhouse of Stormwall, and someone that their king would not want to make an enemy of.

If he was going to be punished for disobedience, the Griel clan would be punished for a lot more than that.

 

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"You significantly weakened the Mercenary Union with this action." The governor said quietly. The Union Master decided to not make excuses.

"I didn't investigate the mission properly, nor question the idea that we were being asked to kill a child. I think I've gotten used to the corruption here." He said quietly.

"You realize what you were up against then." The governor said.

"What is an appropriate term?" He shivered. "Such insane levels of power and ability. She sucked in the dark elements of the wasteland like she was a massive empty hole. Not just that. Flame elements rushed towards her, and she used them in ways I can't even fathom." The governor lifted an eyebrow.

"Flame and dark. Interesting. Any others?" He asked quietly. The Union Master frowned.

"Earth. She threw stone spears with uncanny accuracy. She jumped up onto the plateau as though it was nothing, and moved at a speed that I couldn't physically keep up with, or track." The Union Master said and folded his arms over his chest.

"Have you ever seen anyone as strong as her?" The governor asked.

"I worked in the capital, the main branch. No one." The Union Master was quite sure he's never been exposed to anyone that strong, or fast. The governor nodded.

"As we've already determined. If we were to try, we might waste our strength when we don't need to. She doesn't attack unless already attacked. If the kingdom has an emergency, and we waste our strength to remove a thorn that hasn't even come close to pricking us, we won't be in any shape to respond to real threats." He said and turned his back.

"She gave us mercy because we started to pray for the afterlife. Said she doesn't attack defenseless people. This was a measured response to our attack." The Union Master said.

"Just as she responded to the ones who attacked Lise in the market square." The governor said. "Did you know that I had fish for first time in two decades?" He asked. "Wolf. Headed. Trout." He said one word at a time, while the Union Master swallowed a lump in his throat.

"The guards said she brought in two fish, but I wasn't sure that was true." He said. The governor lifted an eyebrow, and rang a bell.

"Sir?" The governor's steward appeared.

"Go to Lise and see if she still has the second trout. Buy it and send it to his Highness as a tribute." The governor said.

"Understood." The steward disappeared, while the governor looked at the Union Master.

"It's not my job to deal with you. The capital is sending someone to take care of this mess, and serve as an ambassador towards that being." The governor turned away, and looked out the window.

"I would suggest you properly take care of the dead, and arrange appropriate burials for them. If you don't continue to do your job..." He didn't finish his words, as he didn't need to spell it out. The Union Master bowed and left quietly.

"Do you think he'll live?" The governor asked. There didn't appear to be anyone in the room, but someone still answered.

"She spared him, so unless the ambassador asks for her opinion, they may just keep him alive for now. As to the Griel clan, they have been quite annoying as of late." The voice said quietly.

"Agreed. Contaminated salt. Theft and intimidation. Bribery of our people. That last one bothers me. Straighten the guards up, or eliminate them. If she doesn't calm down, we may end up kicking the sleeping stone bear." The hidden guards who watched over the governor knew what he meant.

Don't provoke someone strong and make them an enemy, especially if you can't take the consequences.

 

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