Hey, be careful!
"Shut up! String him up, boys."
He's just a kid, guys, there's most definitely gotta be an explanation, plus even with the LD, his injuries could still be fatal, I don't like this.
"Quit being such a wuss, Baron, grow a pair or just sit back and watch, we're gonna interrogate a follower, it's been ages!"
The bounders grabbed Garius's unconscious body, pinning him up against the wall, spreading his arms and legs with string, having him look like a martyr on the wall, waiting for him to wake.
"GODDDD this is taking forever! Can someone just stab him again and get him to start yapping!"
"Are you genuinely stupid? His wounds won't heal with the LD unless he's awake. If we stab him now, he'll surely bleed out, and then we'll have to deal with that!"
"Right, my bad."
"I'VE GOT SOMETHING THAT I THINK MIGHT WAKE HIM!"
Within the crowd of Bounders gathered around Garius's large body was a cloaked man with what looked to be a scar under his right cheek, Marxist Grodon.
"Who said that? Marx was that you, step forward, what solution might you have, cause if not, this boy is dead."
"I suggest we use this on him."
Marxist put out his hand, opening it for all to see, in his palm was a powder that looked as white as snow.
"What's this snow? Marx, I didn't know you still enjoyed playing in the snow at your age?"
Snarks and remarks echoed the room, making fun of Marxist. Still, he didn't seem to care; he simply walked past everyone, placing his hand right in front of Garius's nose and blowing the powder directly towards him.
WOAHH! *BANG*
The powder entering Garius's nostrils awoke him immediately, causing him to audibly make a sound. Then it proceeded to bang his head back against the wall by accident.
What the? Why am I pinned to this wall, and what's with everyone looking at me?
It only took Garius mere moments to remember what had happened.
Wait, I remember! SOME PLEASE HELP, THERE ARE FOLLOWERS OF TIME WHO HAVE TAKEN THE GUILD AS HOSTAGE YOU NEED TO HELP!
The crowd stayed silent, not making any remarks, until Baron spoke out in the crowd, bringing all the attention onto himself.
"Who are you, kid, and why is there LD in your system? Who do you follow?"
Who gives you the right to ask questions, I'm the one who just woke up here strapped to this wall how bout you tell me what the F*CK IS GOING ON!
"Kid, you just woke up in the Bounders hangout, or as you would know it as Break point, out of nowhere, then passing out, having LD clearly in your system, and asking for help, I think we can ask the questions around here. Now, who are you?"
Garius processed all the information given to him and realized where he was, and immediately, just like with the powder, his face turned red, and he clearly knew he had messed up.
I'm sorry, I didn't realize where I was and who you people are, now looking closer with a clear head, I can tell that I'm at Breakpoint. I've only heard stories of this place, which seems so different from what I had in my head. I mean it's kinda a sh*t hole.
The crowd began rumbling, hearing Garius disrespect their hangout.
Sorry, sorry, that was really rude. I'm still trying to clear my head. My name is Garius Mosscrest.
The rumblings in the crowd went silent for a moment, hearing Garius utter the words Mosscrest, and then erupted.
"MOSSCREST, YOU MEAN OF THE 12!?"
"WHAT'S A ROYAL DOING HERE IN THE BREAKPOINT? SHOULDN'T YOU BE BEING TAKEN CARE OF BY SOME MAIDS!"
"LET HIM GO EVEN IF HE IS A DEVIL, HE'S NOTHING BUT A WIMP, HE'S A MOSSCREST HA HA HA"
Devil?
A loud silence fell upon the crowd as Baron began to speak again.
"We know about the LD in you, don't lie to us, even if you are royalty, there's something about you that you're hiding, which devil do you worship?"
I'm sorry, but what are you asking? The only devil I know is Aoto.
"Aoto? I've never heard of such a devil? HEY, HAS ANYONE HEARD OF THE DEVIL AOTO?"
Baron looked towards the crowd, only to see that everyone simultaneously shook their heads, implying no one knew.
"Listen here, kid, we don't want to do anything rash, so just tell us WHO DO YOU FOLLOW!"
Baron's voice rose clearly, showing his patience was nearing its end, but the thing was, Garius wasn't lying.
Aoto is the name of my friend, who is the host of Sound.
The room erupted again, calling Garius a follower of Sound and preparing to kill him before Garius could go further into depth.
"HEY EVERYONE STOP WE'RE NOT DONE HEAR YET GIVE ME A MINUTE. So you said that Aoto's your friend and hosts the devil of Sound, so I assume you're a follower, but then again, you can hear us, so we're still missing something.
Listen, I know why there's LD in my system, and I don't follow the devil of Sound. I promise you that all I can tell you is that the Guild here in Nycon is currently under siege and has been taken over by the followers of Time. Please, we don't have much time.
"Who gave you the crystal kid? Answer us that, and then we'll go from there."
Crystal?
Baron pulled the crystal Heathrow had been holding out of his jacket pocket and waved it in front of Garius's face.
Hey, that looks like the Crystal that Heathrow had, but I don't know why you have it.
"Did you say Heathrow as in the Guild's head? How exactly do you know Heathrow, and where is he?"
I told you I'm NOT LYING, the Guild is under attack, and I was with Sir. Before we were chased by a group of followers, Heathrow had that crystal on him and said that if we found a gate, it would save everyone at the Guild.
"Damn so the kids not lying, but still where did he go? I doubt he would give up this crystal to anyone without a fight."
I don't know, but right before entering here, we were being chased, like I said, and he pushed me forward and must have slipped it into my coat. As for where he is now, I don't know if I have to think he's been captured.
"I'm gonna trust what you're saying, Garius, but that would mean a reasonable amount of time has already passed. I mean, you've been out for a while. Who's to say that they all might not already be dead? Is there anyone else of note there besides Heathrow and the devil? "
Yah. Are you familiar with the Warlord Thadius Siprel?
Barons and the whole hangout's occupants grinned, knowing that a battle was soon to come.
"HEY BOYS, LOOKS LIKE WE'RE GOING DEVIL HUNTING. GET READY!"