'You have to find the Sword of Legend and with that you can turn the tide. 'I can't promise anything, but for now, I will listen to what you have to say. Perhaps there was more to this than he had heard. Morey rubbed his head, feeling uncomfortable. There is no other hope left,' the queen bowed her head.Īh. We are losing towns and villages year after year. Monsters roam the land and the zombie army strikes at our border. Still, Morey couldn't believe he was a Hero like something out of a fantasy game. And maybe they were right, he had seen magic from the wizards themselves. Maybe this world had their own Nostradamus. 'But, but,' Amarante sputtered, 'but we summoned you! The legends said that in Inath's darkest hour, a Hero will come to save us! ' I have never killed anything other than annoying insects. I never held a gun or a sword in my entire life. The queen nodded, together with the other three wizards listening in. You're saying I'm a Hero mentioned in your legends?' 'So you mean to say you summoned me in order for me to save your world. Especially since nothing in this world appeared to be normal. The sweet flavour in his mouth was quite welcome after the endless shocks. Morey sipped the fruity soup and nodded at the Queen. He picked a downhill direction at random and started making his way over the broken uneven ground. Luckily it seemed he wasn't injured but he had better find a way back to civilization quickly. There was no one to answer how he got here and where this was.

There were better things to worry about than glowing fungi as long as he didn't touch or eat them. Bioluminescence? No, that was way too weak to be visible in broad daylight.Ĭato put aside wandering thoughts. In fact, now that he looked around, most of everything in the forest was glowing faintly. And the fungus-like growths on some of the trees were winking on and off with a soft glow. That was unlike anything he had ever seen before. One of the nearby bushes had what looked like pearly white droplets hanging on the end of its leaves. If it wasn't for the strange plants, Cato would have thought it was a normal forest. The forest floor was covered with sparse undergrowth, with ferns and bushes everywhere. The sun above was bright but only parts of it made it through the leafy canopy. With a sigh, Cato got onto his feet, holding on to a nearby tree. Gripped with a sudden fear, he said aloud, 'Testing, testing, can I talk? ' Too real to be a dream.ĭid Cato hit his head somewhere? He had heard of people like that, who suddenly became unable to talk. The wood and leaves under him covered a layer of harder ground. The air was sharp and fresh with the smell of wood. Kidnapping? Hallucination? Dream? He frowned as his mind threw up ever crazier explanations. when what? He didn't remember anything after that.

How did he get here? He was just reading a book in his room when. Leaves and trunks came into focus as Cato groaned and pushed himself up. There was a vague sense of green above him. It felt like his entire body was on fire. None of them realized just how much the ritual had misfired.Ĭato struggled to open his eyes. Queen Amarante stared at Inath's saviour, the Hero in their legends. On the Summoning point, a circular stone dais that was the focus of all their efforts, lay a strangely dressed young man. 'Are you all right, my queen?' Etani rolled off Amarante and helped her up.Īmarante nodded her thanks, 'what happened to the ritual?' With a brilliant flash of discharging magic, everyone in the summoning room was knocked flat. Why? Was it not the Inath's darkest hour, as hordes of the dead assailed the borders of human lands? The legends said that. Amarante prayed as the court wizards shouted at each other across the circle.

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