The sound of the wind and rain got stronger, the sounds of the leafs brushing against each other got louder, the sound of everything but the trees became silent. A swift gust of wind extinguished the campfire and left Anton and Darvik in the darkness of the forest, with the only reliable source of confidence being the feeling of each other backs against each other as they prepared for battle.
Anton quickly puts up his hands infront of his face, a quick flash of blue light covering his hands, the next moment, his hands turned steel black colour, it was a novice level defensive magic, it covers the selected portion of the body in a steel like material, it is great for hand to hand combat as well as for protection against incoming attacks, it is known as Armoured Skin.
Darvik didn't waste anytime either, he quickly picked up the spear from the ground and with a tight grip on his weapon and a firm footing, he stood his ground, awaiting a possible attack.
"Can you sense anything?!" - Shouted Darvik over the sound of the wind.
"No, the wind is too strong for me to pick up any scent, and the rain is too loud" - Replied Anton, "I can only feel slight vibrations on the ground, but can't determine where they are coming from, be prepared for anything".
"You bet" - Quickly replied Darvik
As the two stood next to each other, patiently awaiting for an attack, they noticed small green glowing light starting to light up the darkness of the forest. With their eyes on the lit up forest they continued to wait, not wanting to make any sudden moves, Darvik says "We should attack first, whilest we still have the advantage" Without diverting his eyes from the dark forest, Anton Replies "Don't be stupid, we don't know what we are dealing with, even if we attacked first we could still be overwhelmed".
As Anton finishes his sentence, a pair of green lights begin to move closer towards them, without approaching too quickly, one by one the glaring lights begin to move closer and closer.
"Is this your plan?! We can't even see the damned things, how are we supposed to recognise what they are?!" - Furiously exclaimed Darvik.
"Do you have the stone with a fire rune on it?" - Asked Anton
"Yeah I do" - Quickly replied Darvik
Quickly and without delay Anton says "Pass it here" as he finishes he moves his hand closer to Darvik who quickly pulls out a Fire Rune Stone from his pocket and places it onto Anton's hand. "I hope you know what you're doing" and with a quick reply "I always know what I'm doing".
As the two quickly exchange Anton thinks to himself "Fire runes are usually used to amplify a user's fire magic or to imbude other items with fire, but if you crack the rune before using it, it will explode and create a quick flash of light".
The glowing lights continued to move forward and have gotten closer to the two, but before they could take another step, Anton quickly cracks the fire rune and using fire magic and a fire rune, throws it into the ground creating a quick explosion and using the brief flash of light he is able to lay his eyes on the creatures that were slowly surrounding them. It was a Hapri, a moon elf word for a werewolf, but not just any werewolf, an elven werewolf. They have features similar to that of a dog or a wolf, their faces were slim and prolonged, two elven ears with fur going across them would stick on the sides of their head, they had a slim body and hunched over backs, arms that would reach their knees and legs that have strong jumping power, all the while being covered in fur.
"Well shit, this could not get any worse" - Says Anton
"That's for sure, you bloody blinded me. Could have warned me".
"Now is NOT the-" Before Anton could finish his sentence a Hapri jumps towards him, enraged by the sudden light, it quickly slashes its razer sharp claws across Anton's arms as he quickly puts them up to cover his face from being slashed. The claws scratch against the hardened skin covering his arms, leaving tiny scratches on its surface, barely capable of drawing blood.
Before the Hapri can take another swing, Anton quickly lands a heavy punch across its nasty face, the sounds of bones cracking and a slight groan fill the air as the Hapri is pushed back by the punch.
"Nasty shit, quick too" - Quickly exclaimed Anton.
"Haha, now this is what I'm talking about" - joyfully replied Darvik.
As the Hapri is pushed back, the first pair of green eyes dissapears it is obvious that the Hapri is no longer a problem.
The other Haprie turned their eyes towards the fallen beasts, clearly capable of seeing the beast in the darkness of the forest, and before turning back, a loud howl is heard coming from Darviks side and one by one each Hapri howled; quickly they snapped their heads towards Anton and Darvik and sprung towards them.
"Now this is where the fun begins" - Said Darvik with a smile growing across his face.