"Hikari, grab the first aid!" Iskandor orders, tossing the compacted tent to her. She fetches the kit quickly and tosses it to Iskandor who catches it easily.
"Hey lil' guy, you'll be fine under my care. Let me take care of you injuries and I'll have you back to good health in no time!" Iskandor softly encourages. Iskandor takes a quick yet detailed look at the pup and grabs gauze, rubbing alchohol, mild painkillers and a basic antibiotic cream. Iskandor also grabbed scissors and trims some fur near the wound to make the application of antibiotic cream easier. He then applies as little rubbing alchohol as he could whilst keeping it effective enough and wraps the wound in gauze and creates a makeshift splint with nearby sticks. After that he proceeds to treat the pup's swollen eyes and other wounds. Soon after Iskandor was able to see the pup's eyes, red just like his own. "Looks like it was fate we met lil' guy, treat me well and I'll treat you even better." Iskandor softly says to the semi-conscious pup.
"Alright, now that we got that dealt with, should we check out what the wolves were running from or just go straight to our destination?" Iskandor asks.
"We should figure out what they were running from, even if we don't deal with it ourselves, for all we know we could be the next target." Hikari states.
To that Lar replies, "Makes sense, I second that."
"I also agree, wolves are beautiful creatures, we should avenge any who have been lost." Serena says with passion.
"Alright, for this I'll act as a supporter as I'm carrying the pup, we should name him soon, but I want to wait till he is fully awake." Iskandor says, leading the way based on the tracks the wolves left while fleeing. The tracks lead South-East before slowly turning eastward, luckily not far off the metaphorical path.
"A cave, and it looks like theres more crates... It also appears that there is a magic circle that is pretty hard to notice, probably more cultists. How do you want to do this? Hikari, even with amnesia you seem to be the one best suited for this as I'm taking the back seat on this. Put that brain of yours to work and come up with a strategy." Iskandor says.
"The layout will almost certainly be different but will likely have similarities, the cave appears to be about the same size, Serena as you have probably the most magic experience disable the magic circles we come across, Lar loot some of the crates at there may be something beneficial, I'll scout ahead and take out anyone I see in groups less than 3 as stealthily as I can, if theres more, Iskandor, you can use magic to take out any I may miss." Hikari orders. Everyone does their jobs perfectly, Serena disables the magic circle at the enterance and the 6 self destruction circles found within the cave, Lar has looted many Crystal's of various types, primarily sapphire for some reason and Iskandor took out anyone Hikari couldn't with his relatively new dark magic.
"So we haven't found anything new... It seems theres no written documents or anything..." Iskandor sighs with disappointment.
"And they didn't say jack shit about their plans..." Lar adds.
"Well, that's that, we avenged any wolves who have fallen and took out another branch of the cult, let's get going." Iskandor says, despite something nagging at the back of his mind.
Everyone agrees and makes their way out, but outside is not empty as it should be, there in front of the enterance is a humanoid covered head to toe in black cultists robes, with a red eye as the insignia.
"Could you be the one our patron has chosen?" The person asks.
"Oh fuck off... I don't do what others tell me, I do what I want when I want. I'm already sick of this cultist bullshit." Iskandor yells, a bit uncharacteristically.
"Looks li-" He starts before his head falls off his body, a shadowy katana floating behind him.
"Let's go..." Iskandor sighs.
"What was that about?" Serena asks.
"I've seen his type before... Dumbass who thinks they know everything... Especially when it comes to religious bullshit..." Iskandor explains.
"I'm guessing it wasn't anything big in your past as you didn't mention it?" Lar asks.
"Not mine, but it still affected me, the country I lived in had a political leader similar to that, I've heard stories for cults like that, and there was a religion praising a god who didn't exist, and did much evil in his name, claiming it was for good... Basically Earth has had so much of their type I'm already sick of it... Not to mention something didn't seem right about him, in a different way." Iskandor explains.
"How so?" Hikari asks.
"That... Apparently..." Iskandor points at the cultist, now standing up as if he was never attacked.
"Now now, is that the right way to treat me? The one who requested your pre-" He starts.
"Look here, I have no fucking clue who you are or who you think I am, knowing your type you think I'm some sort of avatar for some god, probably become I have red eyes like that stupid symbol you got on your chest. I'm not who you think I am." Iskandor snaps.
"But I think you are, you are a chosen are you not? Red eyes, black hair probably until you got here with black scales. It was fort-"
Before he could finish Iskandor engulfed him in flames, crushed the ashes with solidified shadows and repeated the process and that's when the pup woke up and released a roar, scattering the ashes.
"That was not a normal howl, it was like a roar!" Lar exclaims.
"Well, let's hope the roar keeps him away..." Iskandor says.