"Yes another defeat for you little sucker',Ray said, gloating over Austin who had lost ten games in a row. After all the negative and bad things that had happened to him today he had found the perfect candidate to relieve his stress and the poor person who became a victim of this psychopath was none other than Austin. Austin remained unfazed by this because after all of the ten games he had played with his friend he had gotten the idea of the game. In the King of Arcadia game there were three classes and these were sorcerer, knight and Barbarian. As expected the sorcery class used magic and controlled different elements and were capable of doing a couple of other things while the knight class belonged to the ones called knights whose power came from the blessings of the gods who gifted them the power to do extraordinary feats too and they were well versed when it came to the sword .The last class was the barbarians and as the name meant these beings were the pure embodiment of pure savagery and brutality and the special thing about them was that they had two classes of barbarians which were pure barbarian and Semi Barbarian.While full fledged barbarians which were obviously the pure barbarians were crazily overpowered with great strength and crazy might they were not that smart. Although they were full fledged did not mean that they did not have a conscience or that they could not in anyway think. Semi barbarians were different and were usuall smart and created technology. Austin obviously used a Barbarian while his friend used a sorcerer class from the start of the game till now.Austin remained quiet as he seemed to have comprehended something and when they continued playing ,thirty minutes later somebody's face became ashen as shock flooded his heart and he became like a stone and still wondered at what was happening.He had lost 50 games so far.But how did',he thought to himself. "18:20", would you look at that it is time we get serious and go to the mountain', Austin said not paying attention to his friend's shockwaved expression. "Please tell me that you, my friend have never played this game before but you fought like a pro and defeated me after those ten successful wins'. "Easy l just adapted to the situation because l played the game ten times with you and generally got a hint and started knowing how l must fight you and in what way l must counter your attacks and these are the results..." "WHAAAAAT! that is too much". "Oh come on this happens mate there are things that are inevitable and no matter what they are infallible in nature like this game my friend l am sorry but l did not cheat ,l won fairly', Austin told his friend who was grumbling.
"Okay playtime is over and it is now time to be serious Ray. l was given a space ring by my father and l placed everything we need and oh do not worry because we have got reinforcements',said Austin which had Ray dumbfounded."I mean l told my father that we are going to Mi Yander mountain and was afraid that along the way in the forest we might have to battle against the power beasts and some of them might be powerful so he only agreed for us to go together on that one condition. Ray nodded in agreement because using the space ring he brought out weapons including the saber chains, bow and arrows that were in his quiver along with katanas and other weapons. "So are you ready to go',Austin looked at Ray who was wearing a black jacket on top of his shirt .Both of them had already eaten before they even played the game."Yeah Austin l know that we are friends and all but thank you for what you have done so far for me because l swear that if l did not have a friend like you in my life l would be unlucky so thank you very much', Ray said with affection and gratefulness within his heart. "No worries don't you remember that we promised each other that we would never leave each other and that no matter what we must face the problem together. l believe that illusion or not our friendship is immortal no matter what because l know that you would do that for me" ." Ray had one sword and had the 120 blades that belonged to his uncle Zeno Nagisaki. As he thought about him a tear trickled down his cheek like a water droplet. He put it in a sheath and carried the weapons that belonged to his parents. He had been commanded to use them when he had turned sixteen.