Five Remnants: A Narrative Fiction

The red stag howled its last as it dropped to the ground. The green glow from its body began to faint and vanished. Kairzo eyed the surrounding trees, vigilant of movements—another Remnant like the stag, might appear. Standing in the center of the trees, he pointed his sword forward and spun steadily, prepared to make a quick slash if something jumped at him. Mr. Enders told him that the forest became strange—small animals became rarely seen and injured lumberjacks came out of the forest—but he did not think it would be this dangerous. He fought a succession of Remnants today; five Remnants a handful of miles from the town in just two hours of exploration.
He counted to one-hundred before loosening the grip of his sword. There was no imminent …show more content…
Kairzo, you’re a liar. You must carry me back to the town since you broke your promise and my feet actually hurts a bit.” She turned her face sideways and smirked a little but she pouted again.
“That was a promise? Anyway, I’m fine with carrying you back.”
“Don’t take that back, okay? I’ll tell Enders to punish you if you take it back.” She said.
“You know, it doesn’t suit you. Pouting, I mean.”
“Tch, rude. I practiced that yesterday. Thought you’d like it it.”
Cerea stopped pouting and smiled brightly. She cannot hold that personality for a long time anyway. Her crimson loose ponytail and her pleated blue skirt fluttered as she ran towards Kairzo. She seemed to be truly …show more content…
I found my necklace.” She placed her hands together on her back, bended her body, and leaned towards Kairzo’s face. Her slim nose almost touched his chin. In response, Kairzo while faltering a bit kept his line of sight to Cerea’s like a true gentleman.
“So about your necklace,” Kairzo said looking away from Cerea. Although from time to time, she leans near to his face, he was still not used having her near to him. “Now we can return to the town--” Kairzo’s stomach rumbled. “I’m hungry as well.” Kairzo rubbed his stomach. He ate a single bread for breakfast; he forgot to bring a lunch.
“Will you even last until dusk if your stomach is like that? An adventurer should always be prepared in times like this. Bring your own food, change of clothes, a main weapon and a sub-weapon incase your main weapon become useless.” Cerea spoke like the town guard. She did a long sermon about adventurer’s code. The first time they met she also did that. She kept on talking about how being prepared and safe at all times whenever she had a chance to.
“I’m not an adventurer.” Kairzo replied. He let her finish her speech. “Doesn’t matter as