Chapter ８: Vengeance

3 January 5555
Zen Varum
Barbarian base in the South
[Luke Carlson]

Ten days preceding the terrible massacre at Oberolis, Luke managed to locate the barbarians' main base.

"It's Carlson!!" shouted a barbarian on sentry duty, and raised his spear as he noticed the Skythen walked closer and closer to the main gates of the barbarian's base. The guard swallowed hard and could feel his knees trembling. He was well aware that the man approaching in his direction was no ordinary Skythen.

A tall lanky barbarian holding a bronze knife stepped outside to check on his comrade. He noticed his comrade was sweating profusely as the menacing looking Skythen continued on his march towards the tent.

"Boss!" screamed the lanky barbarian, also overwhelmed with fear, pointed his blade towards Luke, creating a futile warning gesture.

Luke frowned a little, raised his hand towards his victim and a fired a radiant beam of light at the guard. Within a blink of an eye, the beam easily ate through the man's forehead, dealing instant fatality. The barbarian collapsed onto the ground, smoke emanated from the hole in his head. The other barbarian immediately took off, running into the base.

"Hes back for revenge! That skythen!! Carlson is back!" he screamed, frantically waving his arms to alert everyone else.

A heavily ornamented throne positioned in the centre of the tent was covered with the fur of tiger and wolves. On the throne, sat a huge burly man with strange blue beard.

"He's finally arrived huh?" asked the boss. "Fear not, I've brought reinforcements with me. Arkos! Stex!"

A huge puff of black smoke appear from behind the throne. When the smoke cleared, two masked figures stood before them. Both wearing long-sleeved robes and were fairly built.

"You summoned us, Mr.Bluebeard?" One of the mask figure said.

"Your target has arrived. Destroy him," commanded Bluebeard the Barbarian Warlord.