It’s my first so lay off on all the dissing

Life In Khaini

“C’mon man you know you want one of those cool new jobs!” cried ExtremeBean. Powerstirke smiled “Nope I think I’ll just stay here with my mom and my dad. “Whatever man, look if you ever come to Victoria Island I guess I’ll see you there” said ExtremeBean.

“You ready to go?” Powerstirke shook himself free from his flashback. He looked over and smiled at his best-friend FalconBowman, he remembered that today was his first Ludi party quest. “Another flashback?” FalconBowman guessed. “Yeah but it’s gone now” Powerstirke replied.

Suddenly a loud roar was heard through the room. “What was that?” Powerstirke cried. “It’s Alishar!” cried a Cleric. Powerstirke reached back and grabbed hold of his Zard. “This thing has been with me for a long time…. It should make it through this beast” He thought to himself. “ATTACK” yelled FalconBowman. Powerstirke took that as his cue, he launched towards Alishar. As his blade met Alishars belly, Powerstirkes Duke fell over his eyes. “Argh! Not again!” He cried as he let one hand leave the handle of his sword. He took off his duke and shot it to the floor, “I won’t be needing that for now,” he thought. Alishar shook his body rapidly and managed to force Powerstirke off him. “Whoa, hey!” cried Powerstirke as he was thrown off. He slammed the ground with such force that the shoulder blade of his Jangoon amour cracked. As he screamed with pain the Cleric began to notice him lying there. “Oh man what happened to you?” the Cleric laughed. “Shut up and start healing.” Powerstirke spat. “I don’t feel like it,” said the Cleric as he got up and walked away. “Why is everyone so cruel to him today?” He thought. “ Need some help buddy?” FalconBowman cried to him. “ Yeah I think I broke something!” He yelled back. Alishar noticed him lying there still, and raised his foot high in the air and prepared to slam it down on the human. “ Aww man I’ll never make it now” Powerstirke sighed as he accepted his fate. Suddenly he remembered that coconut dagger he found 2 nights ago. He pulled it out and held it in front of his face. As the foot reached the dagger Alishar jumped back and screamed with pain. “Good job!” cried FlaconBowman.

It seemed like ages until they defeated Alishar. Powerstirke sat on a bench deciding what to do next. Until he heard a voice “Power?!”

TO BE CONTINUED