It was a very amazing place with beautiful sculptures, buildings, grasslands, trees, landscapes and much more.
It was also like the people there were following the old customs and traditions. Everything was like old - fashioned, their clothes, buildings, and tools.
As they moved around they saw a town. When they entered there their whole understanding of this Aayam changed. They saw that the people were using very advanced technological devices, tools and means of transport.
They were seeing that the common people were staring them. They heard some of them whispering, "Who are these weird looking guys? Never seen them here. Must be from one of the Western countries. Look at their clothing! Look, the chief is coming. I think he will take care of these intruders."
"Whom are they talking about," asked Diksha.
"I think they must be talking about this town's head," said Vishva.
"Look, look. I think that's him," said Advitya.
The person being referred to as the 'Chief' was a tall, muscular man with long knotted brown hair and blue eyes.
He approached them and asked in a deep tone, "Who are these people?" The person standing beside him told him everything he got to know about them.
After hearing the person he said, "Are you new here?" "Kind of," said both Advitya and Vishva.
The chief said, "So let me introduce myself. I am Arjan Setupathi, the 23rd Chief of this town, Matseshvar. What about you four?"
"Well, I am Vishva and this is my sister Diksha. This is my friend Advitya and his brother Tanmay," said Vishva.
The chief took a little interest and said, "Are you two, in any case related to the legend Vishvagupt and the Sein family?" "Yes, we both are from the Sein bloodline," said Vishva.
"Vey well, then I shouldn't disrespect a Sein. So let's figure out your value and I shall find out if you're telling the truth or just bluffing. Let's have a proper fight. The last one standing wil lo be the winner," said the chief.
In a split second Vishva's expression changed drastically. He was so shocked that he froze for a second, then said, "Wha... what? You... you don't mean that we're going to be actually fighting, with fists, do you?"
"No, I...," the chief was saying when Vishva interrupted, "Thank God! That was a really stunning joke. I almost fell for it."
"Yes we won't fight 'with fists' but with weapons," said the chief. "Whaaaaaaat!!" Vishva was shocked, again. In a very hopeless tone, he muttered, "But I don't even have any weapon. How can I fight now? I think you should leave...," Vishva was saying when the chief said, "That's not a problem. I can arrange it. Please bring the weapons gear from the locker no. 2." Soon a man brought a whole set of different types of weapons.
Vishva was so nervous that his legs were trembling. He was sweating a lot and his face already turned red showing expressions like- Why do these things only happen to me?!
They were brought to an open area by the chief.
After reaching there he said, "It's time for a showdown!"
End of Chapter Six