They got up early the next morning, checking out of the inn and returning to the town market. Stocking up on supplies and some new clothings, they left the town before anyone could stop them.
"We're short on money," murmured Elfin as he was counting his gold.
"Well, we can always slay some demons and claim some cash prizes?"
They agreed on that, and proceeded to the next town, which was only an hour or so away. Greenothumbos had explained that the unnamed town they had just left used to be troubled by raids and attacks by Griephon's men. They would take anything they could find; valuables, food...sometimes even women. A human girl whom Greeny had taken quite a fancy for was just taken away not long ago.
The raids had stopped since then, but the people would not let their guard down.
"They would be disappointed to find out that we left...they were counting on us restoring peace to their town," said Jason quietly. His breath slowed, and Elfin knew that the hatred he had for Griephon was slowly growing.
Elfin stopped, and so did Jason. He said, "We'll defeat him Jason." The slayer nodded.
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Fortunately enough, the locals of Spar were having some problems--the demon kind. Jason agreed to slay the demons if he were paid fifty gold. The desperate Sparians tried to bargain at first, but eventually relented.
The backside of Spar was an ancient ruin. The people explained that it used to be a temple for clerics till Griephon's men came and burnt it down. Again, Jason let his anger burn. His sword glowed more menacingly than before.
Elfin pulled out a special gadget, shaped like a tube. He placed the object to his eye and twisted a few knobs. Jason knew what it was, for he had dreamt of using it when he was a kid. It was an X-visor, which allowed to user to see through walls and even clothes.
"There!" Elfin erupted suddenly, the X-visor still on his left eye. He pointed towards a rundown wall far off in the distance. The wall was painted in exotic colours.
Jason started running, and Elfin, after stowing away his gadget, ran after him. The pair caught up with each other and spotted a brown tail disappearing behind the coloured wall. Drawing his staff, Elfin muttered an incantation and the sands started to swirl. Immediately after that, something invisible shot through the troubled sand like a swift bullet. The "bullet" crashed into the wall, blasting it into debris.
They neared the destroyed wall, and heard a gag. The demon, a Peril Imp, had choked on sand and was now on its back, rolling about the earth.
Jason never stopped running. He sprang and leapt onto a pile of rubble, using it as a kick-off point. He shot off, sword flashing, and never made a sound.
However, Peril Imps had amazing hearing. The creature, got to its clawed feet, enlarged its wings, and took off. It was Elfin's turn. He plunged his staff into the sand, cried out an intelligible spell and watched as the ground exploded, throwing up sand and debris. The same invisible bullet crashed into the Peril Imp, but it didn't burst into pieces, just fell. Jason took his cue and threw his sword.
There was a muffled screech, and the Imp was dead.
"Alright!" cheered Jason, throwing his hands into the air. Elfin walked up to him as he pulled out his sword. It had struck the Imp right in the heart.
"We make a great team," said the elf. Jason could not agree more.
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