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Grillby ignored the sound his sword made when it made contact with another sword, he ignored the sound it made when it made contact with his opponent’s skin. He ignored the screams of pain that followed. What he did not ignore was the sound of a monster fighting near them. He spared them a few glances when the battle had started. Eyeing them curiously, they appeared to be a skeletal monster, adorned in armor. They glanced back at Grillby. Eye lights looking him up and down. He didn't know what to make of that, most monsters avoided making eye contact with him since he was an elemental, but she was looking right at him. Huh.
Towards the end of the battle he looked over to the skeleton who looked at him and saw their sword being disarmed from their grip. They took a few steps back, summoning a few bones to send the human’s way, the human dodged easily and she was knocked over by the human’s sword hilt. She raised her arms up to defend herself from the oncoming blow. Nothing happened. Looking up she saw the elemental with his sword up against the human’s. He took a swing and the human was done for. Grillby turned back to the skeleton. The call for retreat was sounded. He extended his hand to help the skeleton up. She didn't even hesitate.
“Thanks”
“No problem.”
They turned to start walking, but the skeleton stumbled slightly. He glanced back at them.
“You alright”
“Might be a sprained ankle, I'll be fine, but ah do you mind walking with me?”
“Sure, don't want you to be the last back at camp.”
“Oh definitely not. It would not look well on either of us if we walk back to camp separately...”
Grillby raised an eye at that..
“What do you mean?”
“Your name is Grillby, is it not?” a simple nod in reply. “My name is Marlett, your new escort”
Grilby’s flames flickered, Gerson was his escort. Why did he need a new one?
“Your current escort is stepping up to be commander, he will still be around our camp he just won't be able to supervise you.”
Grilly’s flames calmed. At least the old turtle did not turn to dust in his absence. Gerson was Grillby’s only friend since most monsters didn't want to approach him, fearing that they would be burned, so the thought of him being replaced made him uneasy. He decided to change topics.
“Are you sure you should be walking on your ankle.”
Yea, I'll be fine. I will get healed back at camp. I know a doctor that will help me out. So it's nothing to worry about. “
After a long walk back to base camp, Grillby was beside Marlett when he heard a voice call out. A voice of a small skeleton, a voice that he couldn't understand.
“You're back…”
There was a young skeleton who was still in his stripes, he appeared like he wanted to say more but his eyes kept shifting between Marlett and Grillby.
Marlett for reassurance, and the to Grillby for cautiousness.
“Hey sweetheart. Were you okay while I was gone?”
‘I read most of my book before I got stuck. And there is currently an outbreak of the cold going around…. Who is he?’ Gaster turned and faced the elemental.
"Wingdings, this is General Grillby. Grillby, this is Gaster, my son." Gaster is interrupting her introduction with sign language. Telling his mom that he doesn't want to be addressed as Wingdings. "We have been assigned together, I have to supervise him for the foreseeable future.”
Gaster wrung his hands together. Brow knitting with worry.
‘You're hurt.’ he could see his mom was visibly trying to avoid putting any pressure on one leg.
“Yea, I fell when trying to get away from a human, luckily Grillby stepped in, and blocked off the attack. But i'm fine”
‘Can I heal you? Just to be sure.’
“When we go inside, you have permission to tend to my wounds.” Gaster nodded.
Ah so the doctor that Marlett mentioned was her son, wait isn't he a bit young to be a doctor. Perhaps this is a joke that Grillby missed somewhere.
“Grillby, would you like to come with us to our tent, I will be cooking dinner soon.”