The residents of the kingdom parted
like a sea as the Unbruised and Serf walked through the streets.
Their voices would lower until they were completely silent. The last
thing anyone wanted was to be overheard by a stray Lobe. The Serf
could not even begin to hide their nervousness at being given the
task of accompanying the Unbruised to track down and return with
Peraticus. There is not a kingdom that does not know the tales of
Peraticus. Granted, many of them sound untrue. Then one finds out
that they aren't. The truth is far worse than any tale you could
imagine.
Peraticus once destroyed a small
village with a stick. Turns out it was five villages and a small, new
kingdom and that he used the headstone of the previous king as a weapon.
Peraticus once lifted a horse over his head to prove his strength. He
actually lifted it and ripped the beast in half with his bare hands
because he'd step in its dung. And it was his own horse. No one felt
too bad though. Frankly the horse was a monster and only functioned
as a way to get Peraticus to locations faster so that he may wreak
havoc.
Just as the Unbruised and Serf reached
the gates a horn was blown in the distance. The Unbruised sighed
lightly and it turned to face the castle. The Spider Princess stood
in the window and nodded for the Unbruised to continue.
