I stood up slowly trying to avoid the pain in my abdomen. My legs felt weak and I nearly fell attempting to stand. I guess not walking for 3 days does has a tax on your legs, which made me work even slower.
Once I carefully stood up I noticed that my clothes were cleaned, which made me freak out a bit.
What if someone saw me naked….what if it was Freya?!!!
I shuddered at the thought and put it into the back of my mind as I slowly made my way towards the tent opening.
I could hear the faint sound of metal clashing and people talking, and even some music which made me even more curious.
Once I made my way out of the dimly lit tent my vision adjusted to the afternoon daylight from the outside. And what I saw was very surprising as I had no words to describe it.
Well, I guess I can. It looked like it was a renaissance festival.
There were people dressed in armor and medieval-like clothing. Some had swords on their backs while others were holding wooden staffs with gems on top of them.
Everyone was absorbed in their own worlds. Most were having conversations and drinking while dancing to music that someone was playing. It looked like a party and no one had a care in the world.
Wielding swords and wearing clothes like that? What the fu-
But before I could express my concern a clashing of metal snapped me back to reality. I looked over at the commotion and saw two people in a battle with swords, swinging everywhere. Their battle was so intense that some people couldn't help but look over in awe.
But what surprised me most was when one of the battlers sliced their sword in the air sending out a bright green wave that sent the other guy flying back, knocking him out. People cheered while some booed but my attention wasn't on that.
Oh my god. Did he just...use magic?
It looked vaguely similar to what I did to the golem which made me freak out a bit.
All of a sudden I hear someone yell.
"Watch out!!"
I turn in the direction of the warning preparing for the worse when a hand gripped my arm and pulled me back making me hit a firm chest. I let out a slight oof, as I felt pain from my still cracked rib.
"Ow! Can you no-!" I say but before I could say anything I met the silver eyes of a pale guy with black hair that hung over his eyes.
His beauty was captivating which made me speechless. He had rugged medium length jet black hair that almost hung over his eyes. His skin was pale, but not sickly pale, almost ethereal. I continued to look into his silver eyes before he broke it by looking at my arm that was still gripped by him. He instantly let's go, I didn't realize how tightly he was holding onto me. His face instantly turned into surprise as he realized how tight his grip was.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, are you okay?" he asks glancing me up and down to check for injuries.
I was still in a state of shock since I had no clue why this hot guy suddenly grabbed me, so the only words I could give him was a jumbled mess of gibberish. His eyebrows furrowed as he had a look of concern on his face, I suppose he thought I had a few screws loose now. After composing myself somewhat I responded.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why did you pull me back?" I asked a bit out of breath. He looked at me as if he realized something and pointed to his left which I turned to look. An arrow that was lodged into a tree. Making me conclude quickly.
"Oh my god! What the f*ck?!" I say looking at the arrow. Did that nearly hit me??!! I could've died!!
I looked back at the taller male.
"Thank you, for saving me from you know....dying," I say to him sheepishly. He chuckled at my response scratching the back of his head in an embarrassed manner.
"It's fine. I thought you saw it, but when you didn't move, I jumped in." He says with a small smile.
In all that has happened to me, seeing him smile was a bit of stress relief. He seems like a cool guy. I would've responded at that moment but I noticed something about his appearance that made me a little confused.
He had pointed ears. Overly pointed ears. What in the world.
I didn't mean to, but because of my curiosity and confusion, I instinctively grabbed both of his ears, tugging him down to my level.
"What are you-ahh!" I stretched his ears seeing if they came off. His arms wildly flapped as he made shouts of protest.
Is this guy some sort of cosplayer with fake elf ears? I didn't mean to be rude, they just look so real.
He made very weird sounds that sounded like he was in a bit of pain which made me snap out of my inspection. I instantly let go and he grabbed his ears and looked at me with a bit of fear and confusion. I instantly got hit with regret and embarrassment.
Way to go, you assaulted your saviors' ears.
"I am so so sorry, I thought they were fake!" I tell him trying to make him understand.
"Why would you think they're fake!?"
"How the f*ck am I suppose to know if your ears are real or not!?"
"I don't know?! Ask?!??"
"...…okay that would've made....a lot more sense," I say thinking a bit more.
Our conversation was cut short as a girl ran up to the two of us out of breath shouting nonsense that I could barely understand. She stopped in front of us leaned over breathing heavily.
"Woah, breathe. What's wrong?" I ask her.
After a short while of her calming her breath, she looked up at me and bowed deeply.
"I am so sorry about that!!" She says yelling loudly attracting a bit of attention from people around us making me a bit on edge. Yikes.