"HIYAH!!!" The galloping of the powerful horses can be heard from the outskirts of the forest as a horse the ssizd of a buffalo dashed through the barren lands, rapidly approching the forest.
"EEIP!" A long rod poked the back of Fern who held the horse's reins while the 'innocent' Nador sat closely behind with his arms wrapped round her waist.
'Down boy!! Now is not the time to be poking People!' Nador cried in his mjnd as the huge tent seemed to have gained consciousness of it's own as it rapidly increased in size with each gallop on the bumpy road.
Fern's eyes was focused on the road, not bothered by the weapon poking her behind, but that's what made Nador even more worried.
"You little shit! I'll let you have your chance, so calm down already- OOF!"" Nador silently pleaded with teary eyes, but the horse came to an abrupt halt, standing on it's hind limbs, giving a loud neigh of victory! Sending Nador falling backwards but landing gracefully on his feet.
"Seems like we're here." Fern said with slight flushed cheeks as she avoided eye contact with Nador. Very strange.
"Tell me why we're here again?" Nador suddenly spoke as he stretched his limbs a bit, unconsciously advertising his bulge to Fern who found the sky rather interesting.
"Father said that the Blue Manticore was last spotted within the Eastern part of this very forest." Fern replied as she retrieved a mace the size of an adult male and grips thicker than a anything he'd ever seen.
Latching the horse's reins to a nearby branch, She silently stood before the thick forest, taking in final mom-
"What are we waiting for?" Nador said as he smoothly made his way to the landmark of the forest.
"No wait, the forest is not-"
*WHAAACK!*
A tree branch whacked Nador several meters backwards, falling face first against the warm sandy floor.
"Hehehehehe~" Fern seeing this couldn't contain herself anymore and bursted into a fountain of cute giggles before a fit of laughter replaced her giggles.
This lasted for a few minutes before she finally got her bearings and took a step to explain the situation to a pissed off Nador.
"This forest is controlled by the tree nymphs, entities known to have a remarkable origin with the very essence of nature itself. What you just experienced is probably one of the various precautions those nymphs imposed on the forest's will. It is now left up to the forest's will to defer who is good and who will cause harm to the Forest." She explained with a smile on her face as if recalling Nador's unfortunate encounter with the forest.
"So in other words... I can't go in the forest because I am liable to cause harm to the well being of this bushy land?" Nador said, adding more emphasis on his last two words.
"Well, you can say that. But worry not! I alone can take down the Manticore, thankfully they don't travel in groups." Hearing the confirmation, Nador was a little confused at the forest rejection.
"But I'm a handsome male Elf!? How dare you reject me!"
Soon the final preparation were made, as Nador could only watch the ass- *cough!* figure of Fern fading away in the thick forest.
(Storms eye)
[Name: VYNLAND O' VAHLAH... ↓]
He clicked the expand button.
[[Name: VYNLAND O' VAHLAH]
[Grade: Mystical (semi-divine) {sealed}]
[Background: A weapon formed by a monster...]
[Skills: Split, (locked), (locked)]]
He raised his brow at the short background of the weapon. It seems like he'll have to assemble it's missing pieces to fully unravel the mystery.
[Split(active): allows both the weapon and it's user to be split into multiple clones. (Note: Can be used at the cost of your Mystic energy and stamina.)]
"Haha! I've hit jackpot Baby!!" Nador said as he immediately jumped up from the ground while lifting the weapon high in the air. He fiddling a bit with the weapon, he channelled his energy into the weapon for 30 seconds and poof, another version of him stood beside him with a cold look in it's eyes.
Nador waved his hands in front of the clone who just blankly stood still with a dry expression.
"Huhuhuhu~~ I wonder which Lucky lady would want to bed two stallions at the same time." Nador thought with a sly grin before he whispered something into the ears of the clone.
The clone eyes shined with life before dashing into the forest only for a vine to intercept him by whacking him back to his previous spot beside the horse then dispersing into pixels of Mystic Energy.
"Damn you evil forest!!!" Nador cursed at the forest's malice towards his kind heart.
One hit was all it took for the clone to get sent to heaven... And it took quite a bit of his reserves. What would happen if he poured all of his reserves into the clone. Would that creat another perfectly handsome version of himself?
Nador pondered on how this skill could turn the tides of any battle he encounters.
But seeing nothing else worthy of his divine attention, he turned to stare straight at the forest.
He felt rage within his very blood, the gentle wind surrounding him picked up pace as it's intensity was creating cracks from his sides. He kicked the ground and shot straight through the clouds like a rocket, and with a sonic BOOM, his figure vanished.
Not less than a second later, he crashed face first into the forest, hitting branches and barks before meeting the unwelcoming hard floor of the forest.
Since the forest kept rejecting him from entering through the door, why not through the window?
Picking up himself, Nador began his hunt for Fern who was probably somewhere within this thick jungle.
"Never that a superhero landing." Nador muttered as he pats the dust of his cloak before walking the distance, but his perky ears picked up a sound in the distance.
""♪♪♪ ooh Crystal out flames of the earh♪♪
♥♥Quest forth and display your wrath♪♪
Strike down and burn without any obstacles ♪♪"
A familiar angelic melody snuck it's way into his ears. Nador found himself loosing control of his body as it began to head straight in the direction of the voice.
*****(Few minutes earlier)******
Fern can be seen towering over the carcass of a blue colored Manticore (a lion with a chicken body.) as her body was drenched in gooey yellow blood.
"Ugh! I need a bath!" She muttered in disgust as she wiped the blue colored stone clean with her clothes. Clearly uncomfortable with her current bodily appearance, she hurriedly dashed to the nearby waterfall which was conveniently close by and took off her clothes without hesitation.
Her slender yet muscular feminine figure was revealed as her tanned lines were revealed to be both exotic and suffocating to any male out there. Her gentle G cups defied the laws regarding gravitational force as it stood suspended with it's large crimson areolas and erected pink bud in it's center.
Her waist so slim and slender found balance with the widened hips. Her rear so juicy and firm, it was as though a mobile pillow had developed legs and a torso.(Lol)
Thicc juicy thighs that were compressed with muscular flesh squished against each other to hide the midsection hidden away behind a neat pink bush. So natural.
Picking up the dirty clothes, she approached the river bank and slightly bend her torso to gain comfortability. Due to the angle, she had to bend horizontally facing the river and washed away with no care of anything, putting her naked butt on display for the unknown guest who had walked in on a sight he would never forget.