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Renier woke up and saw he was in a prison. How long have I been asleep? It was unlike the earthen dungeons of Corazol in that its walls were built from stone. He regained his vision and saw a rat in front of him. “Fuck!” The magus shouted. His voice echoed. He noticed that there seemed to be no one guarding him. I’m getting tired of that woman’s bullshit. Renier crossed his arms and sat back down on his bunk, leaning forward. He looked at his foot and saw that it was healed. The Magus then heard voices. Not this shit again.
“And what if we can’t get him to cooperate?”
“You know His Majesty wants him as a bargaining chip against Iairus.” This second Talian voice was familiar to him.
“Keep yourself in line, recruit. I don’t care what happens to him. With his head, we could be handsomely rewarded!”
“But we have families! You don’t know how the king would react to his gift.”
Renier crossed his arms. “Okay, interrogate me!” he called out.
Two Navarrean footsoldiers approached. Renier recognized the lithe, brown figure of the Talian. Also noticeable about him was his longbow as opposed to the standard longsword of a Navarrean soldier. This can’t be.
“Um, you do realize that’s a Talian.” The Magus asked.
“Talians are our friends.” The unknown soldier hiccupped.
The magus responded, “Had a drink, had we?”
“Nope, not at all,” the Talian soldier answered.
Renier mocked them. “Not even a sip? I was so looking forward to being interrogated by a drunkard. I even made sure to cast an extra Sulm for the occasion.”
“I have a wife!”
The Talian soldier interrupted, “I’m sure she’ll miss you.” He tossed his helmet off and cast lightning on his partner with his magick. “Missed me?” The magus was well acquainted with that scruffy appearance.
Renier made a fake smile. “Kieran, why are you with the Usurper?”
Kieran answered, “He wants you. So does the princess.”
“What could I have that she wants? Oh wait, I get it. She wants her throne back.”
“How? By selling me out to my brother?”
“He’s not your brother.”
“You’re damned right he isn’t. Now why are we talking when that Birq could be heard throughout this prison?”
“Let me out, Kieran.”
“Aye!” The Talian was embarrassed and unlocked Renier’s cell.
“I could hug you right now.” Kieran opened his arms and Renier walked away, grabbing the guardsman’s sword along the way. His friend removed the rest of his borrowed armor and took off after him.
Renier snickered. “You’re following me.”
“’Course I am.” Kieran replied.
“They’ll kill you too.”
“That’s why I’m following you.”
Renier sneered, “Oh. Safety in numbers. You forget that I’m a pyromancer.” He saw a grease puddle and cast a Giir on it to provide some lighting.
“Oy Ren, this is a maze. I’m thinking you might have trapped us here. The Usurper even has all sorts of beasties.” Renier stopped in his tracks. “Then let us have a guess as to how they’re not attacking you.”
“Oy, they are.” Kieran shot down an oversized rat with his bow. “Not like he intended anyone to escape.” They continued to navigate the labyrinth, fighting whatever beasts attacked them along the way.
Along the way, Renier asked, “So, why were you patrolling when the Usurper is keeping his pets in this dungeon?”
“Well, how’d you get in? We didn’t know if you’d get out. Not like anyone’s escaped from this prison.”
“You don’t know?” Renier tilted his head.
Kieran shrugged. “They just drugged you and the Usurper teleported you into a cell. The Usurper’s smart enough to keep you alive.”
“So, what’s he going to do?”
“Start a war with Corazolia.”
“Shit.” Renier cursed. They found themselves in a dead end. “How’d you find me?”
“Love finds a way.” Kieran winked and Renier gagged.
“Oh! I get it! You forgot to take your friend’s map.” Renier walked off again and Kieran followed. “You don’t have to follow me you know.”
“Yeah. I do.”
“About that war.”
“I got kidnapped again.”
Renier sighed and shook his head. “This time with the trauma of being rescued by you once again.”
“That’s what I do.” Kieran crossed his arms and smirked.
“This time, the innkeeper I liked died for me.”
Kieran was silent. After some further navigation, the two went up a flight of stairs.
“More of this shit, Kieran?” Renier glared at his friend. They heard heavy steps and Renier looked up to see a giant fly. “Beelzebub spawn.”
“Oy, not good.” The spawn flew at the two who took it down with both Giirs and arrows.
“Clearly.” Renier ran off with Kieran again trailing him. Let’s haul ass. I hate those things.”
Kieran stopped and before the two of them stood a minotaur. “Ren, wrong way.” The monster prepared to charge at Renier who dodged out of its way.
Kieran yelled, “You’ll just make it angry!”
As Renier ran from the beast, he shouted, “You know what Kieran? Go scurry along back into your woods.”
“Oy!” Kieran ran the opposite direction of Renier.
Genius, Kieran. Genius. He came towards the minotaur and saw Kieran throw a barrel at it. Renier aimed a Giir at the barrel and caused it to explode on the minotaur.
“Just shut up and fight!” Renier charged ahead with his sword to slice into the giant beast and distract it while Kieran prepared a sleep-inducing Nall spell alongside his Birqs to distract it. With the beast at its dying breaths, Kieran tossed another barrel of gunpowder at the monster. Renier again ignited it with his magick.
Renier took a breath of relief and shook his head at Kieran. He asked, “What?” Renier smiled.
“Seeing you smile’s worth it.”
Renier bent his neck down and scratched the back of his neck. “What?”
“Let’s haul ass.” Renier walked ahead of his friend and waited for him. They found another staircase upstairs.
Renier heard a Navarrean soldier ask, “What if the magus broke out? Jeffry and that Talian recruit haven’t come back.”
“The Usurper will have our heads!” Responded another. Renier glanced at Kieran.
Kieran whispered, “I’m coming with you.”
Renier watched closely and spotted some barrels. “Do those have gunpowder?” He whispered.
“I don’t know,” hummed his friend. Renier sent a Giir at them. “Ren. Run.” They hurried to the entrance of the fortress past the guards.
“Why’d you have to do that?” Kieran asked, panting.
“Shut up and run!”