The boy was currently tied up and sitting, watching the two women discussing things in an unknown language. He was sat in-front of a plate of deer meat, which he didn’t eat as he had feasted earlier. He watched the women discuss, and even raising their voices at each other at times.

The boy watched them intently until one of the women, the one with the black hair, sighed and walked over to him. She raised him up by the newly secured rope on his chest, and dragged him over to sit in-front of where they were conversing. The boy watched as they pointed to him and talked, until the black-haired ones sighed again, and squatted down next to the boy.

She started to talk very slowly in English. “Who is you?” The boy looked at them, and answered: “I am human.”

The woman looked at him weird, before telling him “Hello human!” in a semi-excited manner. The boy nearly burst out laughing, holding himself back just barely. The women with the black mohawk didn’t notice his tiny smirk, but the other seemingly did but did nothing about it. The black-haired women had a brief conversation with the boy, before returning back to her talk with the hunter.

They talked for a few minutes, before the fighter, as the boy had found a name for her, knelt down again. She asked the boy a few simple questions, before going back to talking with the hunter, seemingly more and more distressed after each talk.

Finally, she knelt down for what must be the sixth or seventh time, telling the boy in a slow manner: “You have two options: slavery or die.” The boy looked at the fighter, thinking for a moment before saying “Slavery.”

The women sighed, before going back for the final talk with the hunter, the last few words coming from the fighter’s mouth causing the hunter to look at the boy and smile. The boy did nothing but look at her, smiling back in his most pleasant attempt at a smile. The hunter, after looking smugly at the boy for a sufficient amount of time, headed into a tree.

She disappeared in the top of the tree, leaving the boy with the fighter. The boy tried to talk to the fighter, but the speed at which he talked and the words he used made her unable to understand him. He gave up, and laid to rest near the campfire.

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The boy woke up in the middle of the night because of a bright light. The boy opened his eyes to see the light all around him, the sources of it swaying back and forth. He rubbed his eyes, and saw why it was so bright.

He was surrounded by men and women with swords, axes and clubs. Some of them carried torches, which woke the boy up. He saw both of the women that enslaved him back to back, facing the circle of enemies. Neither of the groups did anything, only tensely staring at each other. Then, came out the leader.

The instantly told the leader apart because of their getup. A full set of charcoal black plate armor, with several decorations, including human skulls and bones on different parts of their body. The one thing that wasn’t distinguishable about them was their gender, the plate armor covering all the telling parts.

The knight came out from the tree’s, and almost instantly some random enemy came to his side and started talking. “Shi ku ra ca hulme...” the boy lost the speech after that part. He listened, and looked at the faces of the hunter and the fighter, seeing them look at the knight with heavy caution. Once finally finished, the hunter started speaking to the bandit, who promptly shook his head in a ‘no.’

The boy then saw fighter punch the air in-front of the knight and a group of bandits, sending a strong gust of wind towards them and extinguishing all of their torches. Almost at light speed, she kept turning and punching, blowing all the torches. It was at that point, that some of the bandits screamed and ran for the attack.

The boy couldn’t see who grabbed him, but he knew it wasn’t one of the women. The boy slightly resisted the person pulling back, but focusing more on getting out of his bindings. The person kept pulling the boy back, until they thought that they had enough distance. Lighting the torch, they saw the boy sitting there, looking up at them.

The bandit, thinking the boy to be useless, took out their sword and prepared for a chop. The boy kicked the bandit in the right knee, causing the bandit to fall on his back in a scream of pain. The boy spun around, jumping up and ridding his arms of the rope. The boy, hoping in one place, watched the bandit scream in pain before untying his legs and jumping onto the bandit.

The boy jumped onto the bandit's head, putting the maximum amount of force into his legs. There was a resounding crack, and the boy landed on his back. He got up fast, only to see the lifeless eyes of the bandit staring into the forest. The boy took a moment to regain himself, before hearing sounds of fighting in the background.

The boy thought for a moment, looking back and forth from the forest and the cause of the noise, before finally setting on a decision. The boy ran in the direction of the battle, the advantages of having someone that powerful greater than the danger presented.

Shortly after, the boy arrived at the scene, and saw some bandits had relight the torches, and were watching the fight between the knight and the fighter. A group of bandits were rummaging through the loot of the two, and some were holding the hunter, showing her the entire fight with a dagger on her throat.

The first sneaked around behind the group that held the hunter in place. The boy noticed a dropped club behind one of the bandit’s, so he picked it up and proceeded onwards. Once directly behind the bandit who had the dagger on the hunter's throat, the boy prepared his arm back and swung.

A loud splat resounded in the air, as the bandit dropped, and the others around him looked back. The boy saw several bandit’s turn to him, all of them drawing their weapons. The boy dropped his club, and lunged for the dagger. Luckily, he only got a slight cut above his elbow as he flew through the air, so the boy grabbed the dagger with ease.

Cutting the rope that held the hunter in place, the boy dropped the dagger between her feet before dodging a cop coming for his shoulder blades. The boy then punched the bandit that tried to chop him in the gut, and dodged another strike aiming for his balls. The boy kicked back with a fierce speed, connecting and dropping the bandit who threw the kick on the first place.

Turning back around, the boy saw the hunter stabbing a bandit in the throat, the fighter catching the sword of the knight in her bare hands, and the looters looking cautiously towards the boy and the hunter. The boy smiled, before intercepting another attack, an attempted slice to his neck. The boy du ked under the sword, and uppercut the bandit.

The bandit didn’t keel over, so the boy took his time to side step and punch the bandit in the face as he was, which sent the bandit down on his side. The boy, not one to miss an opportunity, kicked the bandit’s head into the soil, a splat accompanied with the action. The boy then felt something hard hit his back, making him stumble forward.

The boy nearly ran into a stray slice of the knight’s sword, just barely stopping himself by dropping on his ass. The boy swiftly spun around and got up, running back into the fray that were the common bandits. The boy saw multiple corpses around the hunter, but also saw she was bleeding from almost every part of her body, so he ran straight for her.

The boy saw how one bandit was about to slash at her back, so he changed his trajectory to crash into the bandit. The boy with his speed and ferocity, crashed his spear palm into the bandit’s neck, entering and piercing through the arteries there. Ripping his palm out, the boy turned to face the other bandit’s.

The boy just barely felt a sword about to stab him, so he leaped out of the way, receiving a minor scratch along his belly and getting into his fighting stance. Three bandits ran at the boy, all three with varying weapons consisting of a sword, and axe, and a club. The axe person was closest, and they wanted the boy’s head.

As the axe was coming, the boy waited until it couldn’t be brought back and sidestepped the bandit, smacking him on the head with a fist. The boy then saw the sword bandit try and stab him in the gut, so the boy simply used the axe bandit as a meat-shield. The bandit, unable to stop his sword, stabbed the axe bandit through the chest, a sickening scrunch heard for all four people.

The boy dropped the axe bandit, and punched the sword bandit in the chest, while dodging a swing from the club bandit. The boy, seeing the club bandit open, kicked hm in the knee, downing the bandit onto the ground. Feeling a slash coming for his side, the boy stepped out of the way, backhanding the sword bandit.

The boy, seeing the sword bandit briefly stunned, hit the man on the neck to stun him further. Going around the coughing bandit, the boy gripped his neck and twisted in an unnatural way with extreme force, snapping it. The boy, upon seeing the body drop, went to the last bandit, who was fearfully looking at him.

The boy ran at the bandit, who yelped and shabbily swung his club. The boy easily dodged it, and with maximum speed, punched the bandit in the chest. This shot the bandit away, leaving a fist imprint in their chest. The boy, finished with the three, observed the surrounding situation.