Tyrod's purple armor, adorned with yellow rivets, stood out vividly against his tan complexion, creating a striking image. Ty, taking a moment to size up the man before him, considered his request. "Of course, but how can I help you get stronger?" he asked, genuinely curious about what Tyrod was specifically asking for.
Tyrod's response was earnest and focused. "I'm sure the farther we go, the stronger monsters we will encounter. I want to ensure I get to fight the strongest creatures without fear of losing any of my comrades," he explained. "I ask that you assist with fighting these intense creatures while also looking after my comrades."
Ty, upon hearing this, lightly placed a skeletal hand over his skull, a gesture that conveyed his reaction to the request. "So, you want me to play babysitter?" he asked, his tone lightly tinged with irony. It was clear that Ty was weighing the implications of such a role – fighting alongside Tyrod and simultaneously ensuring the safety of his troops.
Tyrod's explanation clarified his request, emphasizing the strategic importance of Ty's role in the upcoming operation. "In a way, yes. The second wave will be responsible for ensuring we get as many bodies to the cave's entrance as possible.
However, strong monsters can appear at any point, so I want to ensure I get first dibs," Tyrod explained with a slight bow, signaling both his respect and determination.
"Sure, I will do what I can, but they need to be able to fight," Ty responded, agreeing to help but also emphasizing the importance of the troops' readiness for combat.
"Of course, thank you. We will head out in five minutes, so please be ready, Skeletal Knight!" Tyrod said with a sense of urgency, his title for Ty acknowledging his prowess.
With a commanding stomp, Tyrod turned sharply and exited the hut, leaving Ty alone once again. Ty made his way to the door, pausing briefly as he remembered something. He quickly headed over to Todd's sack and grabbed two black dice with red symbols on them. These dice, imbued with significance and possibly some form of power, were a part of his preparation for what lay ahead.
Ty's eyes shifted to the wand, recognizing its power and significance. "Oh yeah, I'm dying to see that in action too," he said with a slight chuckle. "Well, any less dead than a skeletal frame can be, I suppose."
The land trembled beneath them, signaling the start of something significant. A distant explosion, powerful and resonant, reverberated through the air, drawing their attention.
"I suppose the Spearhead team is already making its move," Nana remarked, her tone a mix of anticipation and resolve.
Ty nodded in agreement. "Come, let's not let them have all the fun," he said with a hint of excitement in his voice. They both knew it was time to join the fray.
As they moved towards the battlefield, Ty noticed Todd in the midst of a group of guards and men. Todd was instructing them on better ways to hold pieces of wood, and impressively, he even had about fifty pieces of wood floating in the air around him. "I'm sure that's someone's weapon at work, but good on him," Ty commented, acknowledging Todd's skill and contribution.
Nana and Ty continued towards the starting ground, where the chaos of battle was already unfolding. Creatures, with lifeless eyes and sharp claws, were erupting from the battle-worn ground, their forms menacing and hostile.
Without hesitation, Ty sprang into action. He threw his blade towards the advancing creatures, his movements fluid and precise. The blade sliced through them effortlessly, leaving them to burn and fade away, each defeated creature leaving behind a small gem.
This was more than just a battle; it was a dance of death and skill, with Ty and Nana at its center, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.