Bo shield bashed the man in the face causing him to fall off balance stopping his screams. Bo then ended his life with a thrust to his face. Bo turned his head to quickly aid his friend but to his horror he saw the moment where the girl finished Arne off.
Bo shouted ``No!`` He tightened his grip on his sword and rushed forward toward the woman that was standing over his friend. But he was neglectful and filled with rage he ran forward toward the women forgetting about her ally which was standing to the side.
As Bo ran forward the man took steps forward and striked Bo's leg causing him to fall down to his knees. Bo feeling pain roared and tumbled to the ground. `This wasn't supposed to happen.` Bo began to reflect on the events that just transpired; they were supposed to go back to the village as heroes and continue their life as the village twin stars. But to think that both of them could get defeated was too much. He was idiginate and didn't want to think that this was his fate to die at the hand of these two.
Bo balled his hands into fist and tried to get up off the ground when he felt a hard kick in his side, causing him to roll and turn to be faced up on the ground getting a good look at his attacker.
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Folke heard the familiar dinging of the system causing him to become alert. For the past minute he was listening to the battle that was happening waiting for the system to become available to him. White words started to fill his vision again after the dinging started again.
`` All injuries host has received has been healed.`` The womens voice filled his ears again it was mechanical and didn't have a hint of emotion in it. The system continued ``First quest has been received, Capture One of the assailants in front of you.``
Folke heard this and his eyes started to widen. He didn't want to go and fight again he just wanted to run away from the battle that was happening in front of him. He also knew how good these fighters must be after the shouts of the fighter he recognized them to be Bo and Arne. Folke knew arne and bo to be the best of the young fighters of the villagers and also his bosses. Now he had to fight the men who were right now killing the best of the young fighters in the village and not just fight to kill them which would be way easier but to knock them out and capture them without dealing a severe injury?
Folke asked the system in his head in a pitiful tone ` Can I take any other quests other then that? `
`No, the system detects host thoughts and feeling on the matter and is going to help the host fight the assailants.` The system stopped and then continued `Activating aid.`
After the system said this his eyes started to fade to black and showed him a user interface.
Host Name: Folke
Stats
Magic Learner, Initial Magic Stage
Magic Scribe, Initial Magic Stage
Natural Strength
``System has multiplied all stats by 1.5 to complete quest, The host however will not receive the reward of the quest.`` It paused as if it actually started pondering something and continued `` If host fails quest in any way, The host will be killed by the system.``
`What. WHAT?!` Folke barley could process the information in front of him and to also to put the cherry on top of that he might also die if he fails with such limited information. `Please tell me more! I don't know what you're saying!` He was desperate for more information.
The system replied in a calm voice with a hint of annoyance.``What do you wish to know?``
``What does any of this mean?`` Folke asked in a very sincere tone. Folke was just a normal man from this world and thus he didn't know what a system or user interface was and what any of it meant.
The system replied ``Find out in battle`` and immediately turned off the user face returning Folke's vision to the real world.
Folke surprised said ``What!`` After he regained his vision he looked up and started to realize that the two people have turned their gaze from the fallen bo and his companion to the man lying on a tree trunk who was suppose to be dead from the conversation both bo and arne had and the fact that he was a feast for insects.
Folke grabbed the tree trunk behind him and pulled him self up off the dirty ground and faced his two adversaries with his back still on the tree. He looked dirty and unclean and his clothes were filled with splatter of blood. His padded armor was torn and his arm had an usual amount of blood on it. In all aspects he looked like someone who was severely injured and would not be a problem to the two of em.
The first one to react out of all three of them was the man next to the women. He charged forward with his sword raised and prepared to strike down folke in one strike of his sword.