Upon leaving the tavern with Claire, the Mage tapped on Jacob's shoulder and pointed at a group of kids playing outside a building, indicating for him to go play with them while he handled the situation.
On the way to the Lord's estate, Claire kept whispering to herself as if the Mage couldn't hear her,
"Why'd I get stuck doing a peasant's job"
"This is bullshit"
"I should be fighting in this war not babysitting a foolish nobody."
Yeah the Mage could hear everything.
Upon getting to a large mansion, the Mage presumed was the Lord's, two maids were standing at the front.
Once the Mage and Claire were in sight of the two they knocked on the door and a voice from the other side was heard,
"Come in."
The Mage, Claire and the two maids walked into the room, the two maids genuflected in the presence of the Lord while Claire walked and leaned against the wall by the Lord's side who was sitting on a large chair.
"So, you must be the legendary Mage the city's been talking about, pleasure to meet you, my name is Gerald. I am the Lord of Cecilum. I have formally brought you here for a request I have."
Before he could ask for the request, an elder woman and a younger man could be heard arguing outside, the argument became louder until they both bashed through the door,
"Sam! What is the meaning of this!?"
The Lord had completely changed his mood instantly.
The Mage slowly turned his head towards the kid and the woman who looked to be wrestling each other and turned back towards the Lord slowly.
"Darling, this little man-lad was causing trouble in the city again and now he won't accept his punishment!"
The older woman was hardly able to let out a full sentence before she was either being kicked or punched by the kid.
The older woman seemed to be the Lord's wife while the boy was their son.
The Lord rose from his chair and walked towards the boy, grabbed his shoulder and lifted him on his feet,
"I'm in the middle of a very important discussion here Sam, I'll tell you what, if you go to your room I'll get you anything from the city, even that new armour you've been looking at",
The kid quickly sprinted out the door and into another room down the hall, with it the Lord's wife also left.
"Where were we? Oh right, if you aren't aware we have been at war with someone known as Krandur, the Warlock of Destruction. At the moment we have been gaining the advantage and believe we are on the right track to winning the war, but I have a gut feeling they are preparing something to fight one last push with. So with that, may we please have your aid in this war, you will be paid handsomely."
The Mage stood there, emotionally distant with his face still hidden by his hood, after a deep breath in then out he finally answered,
"I'm sorry, Gerald, at the moment I'm on another mission of my own, I need to train that boy I have with me, so you're going to have to find someone else",
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With that the Mage stepped out of the room and left the building.
"I told you he was nothing, Gerald, I can still go out to fight though, please allow me."
With that Claire also left the building.
Upon returning to the place he told Jacob to wait, he saw him playing soccer with the children.
He stood in place just before touching the fence the kids were playing within.
After a couple of minutes, a loud shout could be heard from inside the building,
"Get in here you little shits!"
The kids quickly stopped in their tracks and ran inside, the last boy before getting to the door was grabbed on the shoulder before being chucked inside.
The man that did this was the same one that had slapped Sarah in the tavern before.
He stood in the door frame looking around then saw Jacob and let out an even louder shout,
"Get the fuck off my property before I cut your feet off!"
Jacob immediately jumped over the fence while the man turned his head to look at the Mage, he gave him a snarl and slammed the door shut.
"Man what a dick, we have to do something about that, Mage",
the Mage still stood there before finally walking off out of the city.
Getting to the city's exit, the Mage heard a ladies voice,
"Selfish prick",
looking to his left he saw Claire coming out of her house, fully armoured up and her sword sheathed by her waist.
With that the Mage and Jacob left the city.
Claire on the other hand left the building she was in and walked towards the stables, walked past the house the kids were playing soccer at hearing nothing but shouting and yelling.
She saddled her horse up and rode it out of the city.
After a ten minute ride, she heard large explosions, she knew the battlefield was very close.
Getting closer, all she could hear were the sound of swords clanking together, wounded soldiers screaming in pain as the life from their body drained, the grass covered in blood giving off a metallic smell.
Entering the battlefield, she raised her sword up in the air which forced a bright yellow shine while making a divine sound gaining the attention of her allies.
She parked her horse behind the army and ran to the largest group of the allied army, upon getting there she got ready to make an inspiring speech,
"Comrades, today is the day we beat this Lord of Destruction and secure our victory against the enemy forces, you may have heard that they are getting ready for one final push but we won't give them enough time, so soldiers, put your hearts and soul on the line and rush into battle!"
Saying the final part she sprinted back to her horse while the allied army began screaming and rushing adrenaline filled straight into battle, Claire races her horse to catch up to the advancing soldiers making this their final push.
The war was at its peak, with every allied soldier being killed, two of theirs fell, Claire especially with the higher ground and her hero title was effortlessly able to race toward the opponents and slice them,
"Full advance! We've almost won!",
the army still heavy on numbers continues rushing forward behind Claire, by this point, only a hundred enemies remained.
Getting to the enemies side of the battlefield the war was almost looking finished, Claire let out a faint grin but something completely caught her off guard.
The ground below her began rising and in a split second, a large behemoth rose to the surface causing Claire and her horse to fly hundreds of meters away and get knocked out.
Waking up she found herself on the outskirts of the battlefield with her horse unconscious on top of her, five behemoths carrying all sorts of weapons like maces, swords, even spears were effortlessly ending the lives of the large group of the allied army.
Each swing they took killed over fifty men, some tried running away but the remaining enemies finished them off quickly and precisely, Claire's grin disappeared instantly and a tear fell down her face.
The horse awoke and quickly got itself up, using one of its hooves to crush and break both of Claire's legs.
Just when things were looking bad another two meter bulky man slowly walked toward her carrying a large sword, it was Perry, his boss had done something to him and mutated him.
"Hey bitch, you remember when you killed half of my team!"
Right after saying that, he stabs her straight into the gut while she screamed and begged for him to stop,
"Oh does it hurt, I bet that's what they all thought before you killed them!"
Again, he continued impaling random parts of her body, she began to cough up blood, finding it hard to breathe and her vision was getting blurry,
"Oh that's right, you slashed them didn't you, not impale them",
this time he holds the side of the sword to her armpit and slices her arm clean off.
She screamed so loudly her voice gave out and almost choked on the blood pouring into her lungs,
"Where's this hero facade? Are you gonna tell me to go to hell? Oh that's right you can't, cause you can feel your lungs filling up with half your blood while you gargle on the other half",
Claire was in complete shock, she knew she was dead and was helpless to fight against it,
"Time to put an end to the Hero of the Sword!"
With that, Perry raised his sword to the air once more.

