Finding the Obsidian

"Obsidian?!"

I nodded.

"You think I'd do that for you?" Juyio roared.

"Yes."

"Okay," he said, smiling nastily. "I'll make the sword if you find the obsidian for me."

"I'll do it." I said.

"It'll be tough, Hikori." he said. "Very, very tough."

Juyio is a swordsman. He had made my now demolished sword with wood "So I wouldn't cut myself." He's really overdefensive when it comes to me.

I climbed onto Mount Erui to get the obsidian. All I had was a dagger. I got to the peak.

Whoa! I tongue of fire shot out of the hole at the top of Erui. I had to backflip out of it's way.

This is going to be very dangerous, I see. I tried to chip away at the volcanic ash, but none was obsidian. This was going to be extremely dangerous. I would have to go inside the volcano, holding on only with my dagger and free arm, and chip away a giant piece of rock to form a sword from.

I walked up to the peak and the hole. I held on to the edge, and swung in.

Crack.

I stabbed my dagger into the rock, preventing a very fatal mistake. I wouldn't want to be torched. The magma was about five feet below me.

I saw a few bubbles, and a stalctite. I swung to the stalactite. Not a moment too soon. A gyser erupted from where the bubbles had been. I began chipping.

The Raid

"I will volunteer in a raid."

"For what? A few pieces of bread?"

"Come on," Roph said, boredly. "We're starving, here! If you want to do the caravan some good, then we have to eat too!"

Buki sighed. "Okay, Hikori. You can go raid Them."

"I'll need a disgiuse."

"You're making this hard, Hikori."

"What? You want me to go in there wearing these?" I pointed to myself, indicating the short pants he was wearing. "I'll be noticed by Them the second I walk an inch in there!"

Them was a band of people who hate the world, banded up, and now are trying to kill every last human on the planet. It is the fifteenth century, so we only have swords, spears, and such. They have very manipulating ways. One of his friends had married a member of Them. If you looked at her now, she would be either staring at you fixedly, mourning out her negativity, or even trying to kill you.

So I walked to one of the overrun villages of the regular people. The huts looked perfectly normal, but I didn't walk in anyway. Better not kill myself. That would be a fatal mistake. I am the Leader of the Gaurd.

I walked to the evil palace of their leader. It was made of many huts stuck together. No, that would be too risky.

I then walked to a smaller hut three away from Their palace. I walked in.

Thank God, there was nobody in there. Must be a holiday today that They celebrate.

Suddenly, a bush inside moved. Approximatly seven seconds later, a man in warrior armor came out. He had a sword. Then, he attacked!

"Whoa, buddy! Don't get too rily!" The warrior didn't listen. He wanted to kill me.

He barely missed my head. I took out my sword. He chopped it in half. I can't beleive Juyio. Wood? Man. Obsidian next time.