Feitan and Sarge moved on and moved towards the center of the sewer system. Much to Feitan’s surprise, he saw that it was a thriving toy metropolis. All of the toys were building homes and other such things for themselves. Yet, among the brand-new toys that were riddled with magic that Feitan well knew, he could see that there were several toys that looked to be in disrepair of some kind and broken. It was these toys that were being looked after by several other toys. The parts and pieces that the toys were collecting seemed to be divided into two functions. Half were being used to make the toy central in this part of the sewer, as well as some kind of defensive structures in order to keep the sewer denizens at bay. The other half was used to repair the toys that seemed to have washed up here in the sewer or come to this spot through some kind of chance.
Sarge pat Feitan’s head and pointed out towards the little toy city “You see here you strange person. This is what we are doing, and this is why I have decided to stay and help.”
Feitan shrugged his shoulders “Well, now you are coming with me, so we can tell your creator what has been going on, and what you are doing.”
The little toy soldier shook his head “No! I can’t leave yet!” he said tugging on Feitan’s hair in a desperate attempt to make him stop and understand.
This only made the madman annoyed “What the hell are you talking about and doing?”
The soldier shook his head again “I am part of the force that is meant to guard our little city here. We were responding to several calls that needed our attention. We were held up by the fist, but the second I need to achieve. It is through that tunnel.” He used his little rifle to point to another opening that was actually another entrance tunnel into the little city.
Rolling his eyes Feitan made his way through the toy city being careful to skirt the edges and not step on anything if he could. Upon arriving on the other side, he saw a giant crocodile was busy trying to break through a rather pathetic barricade that had been erected. Feitan rolled his eyes as he leapt over the barricade and sank his blade deep into the crocodile’s head all the way through until it stuck deep into the ground under the creature’s bulk. He slowly removed the blade from the creature’s body and wiped it clean. Upon doing so he sheathed it and looked up at Sarge “Alright, you are going to come with me and we are going to speak to your creator.”
Sarge sighed shaking his head slowly “I suppose I don’t really have much of a choice, very well lead onward.”
The pair left the sewer and once on the top Sarge directed Feitan to the man who had created him. Feitan poked the man with a frown “Your toys are creating a city for themselves and broken toys. Magic has been leaking into your toys it seems. I would be careful, and it is in the sewers. Now, I’m going to be taking this guy with me. See you later.” With that Feitan took Sarge and his payment from the guy with him who didn’t seem to really mind seeing that his job was fulfilled and now the creator of himself and the other toys. He was happy enough to go with Feitan, mostly because he really didn’t have a choice and it also seemed that this madman wouldn’t take no for an answer. It seemed the problem was solved, and now Feitan had a little toy soldier to come along with him on his new adventures.