"He better not lay a single finger on that scarf or I will cut him to ribbons, then dance with his skin."
Clyde looked into a cave as he ran and saw a man wearing nothing but purple robes. This man's eyes glowed and streamed out purple sparks that were very scary to Clyde.
The man was suddenly gone.
Clyde heard nothing but the sway of a few leaves. He looks up to the mountain he has to pass to get the palace Jack had talked about.
"This really sucks. If Daiko gets their first he will be a bloody mess."
He sees the man on the mountains then stops.
"Hey purple dude, Who are you? You don't seem to be using the teleport magic everyone else uses."
No response again. Clyde pulled out a dagger, and got ready to kill the man. Nothing this close to the palace could be good.
"Come out and fight me."
Clyde saw the man appear before his very eyes and touch his forehead.
"What are you doing?"
The man's fingers glowed purple, and Clyde only felt the touch of the finger.
"This will be useful in the future."
The man vanished, and Clyde stood astonished. He had no idea why the man had touched his head or why it was useful, but it didn't seem to be anything dangerous. Clyde ran towards the palace at full speed and got ready for the fight. If anything Clyde would at least get a single hit on this guy.
Clyde got close to reaching the base of the mountain when he had seen a man with light blue hair, very pale skin, and CLYDE'S SCARF!
"You are going to give me my scarf back right now."
The teenager snickered, and drew a sword that was very long and looks as if it was made completely out of ice except for the handle made of iron and cloth wrappings.
"So that is the way you want to play. I will have to rip the scarf off along with your neck!"
The boy snickered again.
"Good luck trying. My master trained me well. Liquidfication Technique!"
The boy turned entirely into a water version of himself in seconds.
"Not done yet, Water Army technique!"
"You should stop telling me the names of your moves. It allows me to guess their very obvious names and predict your next move."
The boy spit out a bunch of little water droplets from his mouth that went all over the place. More water versions of the kid formed from these droplets all with the same sword too.
"Is this supposed to scare me? Your magic power dropped extremely with this, and these clones look as if they were made by a 5 year old. They are sloppy."
"Shut up! Water Army Blizzard Technique!"
The clones all spit out icy winds toward Clyde. I get it now. I know how to beat him easy. Clyde thought to himself. Clyde quickly uses thorn grapple to grapple away from the place, then gets out his bow and arrow as the clones and the kid all get confused.
"Time to find the real one."
Clyde shoots out 6 arrows at once that all hit 6 water clones in random spots. The water clones turn to puddles instantly.
The water clones all run at Clyde with their sword drawn. There were around a hundred of them, but Clyde grappled here for a reason. It was a clearing away from the trees. The water clones would also have to dodge getting hit by the forest as they came to him which would kill of some of them.
"Time to kill these clones of a child with a big mouth."
Clyde gets out his ribbon wands and smiles at the horde approaching.
"GIVE ME MY GOD DAMN SCARF OR SO HELP ME CHILD YOU WILL REGRET LIVING LIKE YOUR PARENTS DID!"
Clyde spun around his whips and started killing twenty five of them at once. The last group was smart and tried to jump at him and all directions and dodge his attacks.
"That isn't going to work. You cant dodge me so easily."
Clyde whipped hard at the clones and knew that one was still hiding in the forest which Clyde loved. He knew this was the real one. When the clones finally got to Clyde there were five of them all surrounding him.
"Go Clones! Giantic Frost Prism Technique."
The clones all ran up to Clyde to try to grab on to him, but Clyde had his modified brass knuckles to punch them all down. When Clyde had thought he had won three clones jumped up from the ground and latched onto him. Their bodies turned to solid ice and they expanded to try to crush Clyde to pieces.
"You honestly thought i would be so stupid? You are so funny."
"I hope you enjoy your coffin."
Clyde drew out his bow he had been keeping ready. He put an arrow onto the string and made a string a little bit more rigid that was attached to the arrow. The clones were all latched onto his legs and Clyde knew this was his last chance. Clyde pulled back the bow extremely far and lined up his arrow to his the kid right between the eyes. Clyde released the string and watched as the boy tried to jump out of reach. This was exactly what Clyde had wanted.
Clyde pulls the string attached to the arrow and turned to the arrow to the kids new direction. It would hit the kid right in the neck. The kid tried to get away from the arrow meters away but he was in mid jump and couldn't move at all. The arrow went through the kids neck and the force knocked him back. The kid fell down to the ground below struggling to breath.
"Oh, Right! I still need my scarf."
Clyde tugged the string hard back and pulled the kid towards him the screams were non stop. When the boy had gotten to the clearing Clyde had broken out of the ice with his dagger and walked to the kid who lay their lifeless.
"Was that so much to ask?" Clyde took the scarf the kid had been wearing around his waist and put it on.
"Coward, You get up right now. You fight till your last breath. I see how much magic power you have left. You can at least make this honorable. You either fight me and die or we fight your master and earn your freedom. Either way you are going to get up right now."
The kid opened his eyes and tried to speak, but Clyde aimed the arrow to the neck for a reason. The kid has his vocal cords damaged.
"Knod if you wish to come kill your master. Shake your head if you want death by me."
The kid shook his head.