I am Yvona. I will conclude the final chapter of our adventure with Prince Caius.
"You are the most honorable man I have seen," Yvona said quietly to herself when she was travelling back to the bandit camp alone. "You have fulfilled your destiny and your death will be well remembered, Steven."
On our way to Camelot, we rode pass a strange skinny short man several times. We were riding on our horses; and he was walking. Déjà vu! We stopped, talked to him, and found out that he was from Camelot. Excellent! He would be our guide to Camelot. Steven and I liked this guy because we saw a bow on his back.
We finally saw Camelot… However, there were TWO Camelots in front of us.
"What the…." looking at the two identical castles with surprise, Steven asked Prince Caius. "Which one is the real Camelot? Are we heading to the right one?"
"It must be enchantment," Prince Caius explained. "Check if we are walking in circles as well!"
We couldn't be able to track that we were heading the correct direction, but at least, we knew that we weren't walking in circles. Then Prince Caius took out his dagger and spun it. It pointed at one of the Camelots.
"This way," Prince Caius pointed at the forest ahead of us and said. "We will walk through the forest."
Steven and I didn't really believe the dagger would tell the way, so we looked at the new guy for guidance, but he didn't say a word. He moved towards the forest. We all just followed with cautious.
In the forest, the ground suddenly turned soft and muddy. We were starting to sink into the ground. Luckily that Steven and I were on the edge of the puddle. We quickly took a step out of the puddle and moved behind some trees.
We looked out and saw some of the knights had troubles getting out of the mud. Suddenly a big rock fell from the sky and hit Lady Leanne. Then another hit Lady Christine. Then another one fell.
Cassandra mumbled something, then we saw some purple light with a human-shape-outline appeared in the sky. After that, Lady Christine started to mumble as well. This time, Rebel started to fly above ground. Prince Caius was walking in mid-air. It must be sorcery that I had heard of.
The new guy, Steven and I saw a target. We all aimed at it and started shooting. Cassandra turned into an eagle and flew up in the sky. I wished I could do something like that.
Steven hit the cloud of light with an arrow, but the new guy and I missed. Then Steven hit Cassandra because the wind changed his arrow's course. Another rock fell; Sir Anton jumped in front of Lady Leanne and took the hit for her.
We kept shooting at it. I accidentally shot Cassandra this time. But the giant was in mid-air, we could only shoot him from down here. We shot for another round. This time, the new guy shot Cassandra and I shot Rebel. Why did they have to be in front of us? For some unknown reason, the giant started to fall.
"The giant is mine!" Sir Anton yelled and waited for it to fall near him.
Steven signed me to go melee and flank the giant.
"As soon as it lands," Steven of Kusman gave me a quick plan. "Get ready in position to flank it."
Steven moved out, moved behind the giant who was fighting Sir Anton, and took a shot at it from behind. However, Sir Anton displeased from what Steven had done and disengaged. The plan was ruined. The new guy saw an opening and jumped onto the giant's back and stabbed it with his dagger. Then we saw Cassandra summoned an ice storm on us for vengence. Then the giant disappeared. It must be either Cassandra or the new guy's doing.
We thought the ice storm was an accident, but Cassandra kept firing lightning bolts on us after the fight. Steven stood there and took two direct lightning bolts. I dodged mine because I was not stupid. I was so mad that I wanted to fire an arrow at her, but Steven signed me to hold back and looked at Prince Caius for guidance.
Prince Caius ran up to Cassandra in the sky and hit her. Lady Leanne shot an arrow at her and hit. Cassandra started to fall from the sky. Lady Christine waved his fingers at Cassandra, then Cassandra had slowed down and landed on the ground safely. Lady Leanne tied Cassandra up and kept her unconscious. Cassandra's wolf was watching us, but I believed it knew what was going on or it knew it couldn't beat us all.
We had finally arrived Camelot. The city was huge, but everyone seemed strange. They didn't seem to have noticed us. Steven went to take a look and waved his hand in front of them, but no responds.
While Steven went to check on the townspeople, we continued marching into the castle. The guards didn't even see us, so we just walked in.
In the throne room, we saw King Arthur. A beautiful young girl was carrying a cloak to him. Then Lady Leanne shot an arrow at her. The arrow hit the cloak and pulled it out of the girl's hands. Then the arrow got burned to dust. I was surprised. Lady Leanne was a great Yoeman, even better than Steven.
At dinner, we were invited to join King Arthur. Steven and I were disguised as nobles. I didn't know how to act as a noble woman, but I played along anyway. Luckily, none accused me as a fake. Steven was really happy. He told me that he had helped to save King Arthur. He had done what he needed to do. He was thinking about going back to the camp next day, but he would stay with Prince Caius if he was needed here.
After dinner, we all went to bed. Steven and I had a bad habit picked up in the bandit camp. We kept our belongings close to us when we were not in our camp because we trusted no one.
In the middle of the night, we were teleported into a hot pit with fire everywhere. Steven and I were shocked. Prince Caius told us that it was Hell. Unforntunately, we didn't know what Hell was because we both were old faith.
We saw a big red toad. It chased after us. We ran and Prince Caius leaded us to follow a river. He told us to go ahead, but then he was stunned. Steven and I had our gears on. We wanted to help him. Steven told me to leave, and I believed in him; therefore, I left. I saw Steven pushed Prince Caius to Cassandra away from the toad. And that was the last I saw him...
Now, I am ready to return to the camp with a tale. A tale about an honorable young man, who was named Steven of Kusman, fulfilled his destiny and died with glory.