Oh well, it looks like the other mage was not a total pushover. The wall of fire was quite impressive. If anything, it would one hundred percent stop the horde from getting to him. Then he was dragged into a portal of sort towards some place within the huge cemetery. No zombies, not yet at the very least.
"Well, I did not ask for the help..." the Slayer stated, dusting his armor off. "But it is appreciated." He added, even though his pride was somewhat tarnished. Oh well, it was not like anyone else was looking at them other than the possible bad guy responsible for the undead swarming around the place. That guy Tyson was not worried about in the slightest. He'd kick his ass so hard he would forget the Poison Slayer had to bail on a bunch of zambambaroos.
Tyson looked down at the cloth in Nadarr's hand. He said he had found the piece laying somewhere around the white marble tomb. He also seemed to be somewhat confident that thing was actually ccoming from one of the merchants he needed to save. Well, nothing to do but examine it to see if what the Fairy Tail mage was saying was right or not.
The Sabertooth raised a hand and took the cloth strip from the other mage's grasp. He raised it up high, trying to see if there was some kind of logo or motif etched into the piece. That would be the easiest thing to look for for a quick one and done examination. All in all though, the cloth piece didn't seem to be anything special. It would be hard to find something just by looking at a few strands of cloth.
Tyson held the thing in his hand back at Nadarr, taking a moment for himself. He needed to catch his breath for just a moment. Then, he could mull over the info he was given and come up with a plan of action. The cloth wasn't too decayed. That meant that it would not be coming from the tattered remains of an undead body. That was good, at least one thing could be ruled out. Now, it could still be one of two things. It could be part of the mage behind all this, or part of the getup of one of the merchants. He could not feel any kind of disturbance nor presence within the Weave when he held the thing in his hands. That meant the piece they had in their possession did not possess any kind of magical property what so ever.
While a nudge in the right direction, it didn't rule out any of the remaining two options. Not all mages wore magical clothes. Hell, the only reason he was wearing a fancy ass Artifact Armor was only because Alma had given it to him. Stuff like that was expensive. Not normal expensive, but shakalaka expensive, as his Guild Ace Imai would put it. It was surely stuff out of the reach of many.
Nadarr said he found it from the white tomb though. That has to mean anything. Now, perhaps, the merchant were trying to escape and that piece got stuck in something. That could logically explain why Nadarr and Coco had been able to discover and retrieve it. "You said you found it here uh?" Tyson mumbled, walking over to the marble tomb.
It was bigger than all the others. It stuck out of that decrepit graveyard like a sore thumb. The Poison Dragon Slayer would bet his powers it was the tomb for a noble family. Like his previous reasoning with the cloth, tombs like these would not be within everyone's reach. "Mind if I take a look while you keep guard?" He told his partner as he walked closer to the burial ground. "If you see any zambambarooo, you let me know."
Once again, he did not wait for a reply to start doing his own thing in the corner. "Man, this thing is huge. Nice job finding it by the way. Are you sure you are not the one behind all of this?" Tyson casually commented with a chuckle. He would not rule it out, but Nadarr being behind all this was the most improbable and the least sound of any of the theories he had crafted today. Alright well, how to go about this? Hm. First, he coud give the whole thing a once over. Yeah, that sounded like the best thing to do.
So, did he find anything of notice? Not really. Well then, if a general examination was not going to cut it, he would try to spot some deta-wait. Wait.
Wait just a second there.
Okay, so he was not dreaming or imagining things. He could feel fresh air coming from the huge marble slab functioning as a sealed door to the tomb. "Oi! Nadarr! I found something!" He shouted out loud behind his back. Once the other mage approached, Tyson pointed to the part in the slab that leaked air. "There, right there! Feel it? Air."
The Slayer was all giddy now. "Looks like we found our merchants!" He declared matter of fact-ly. "Either they tried to hide here from the horde of dead bodies we encountered, or they got imprisoned there. Either way, that's why you found the strip of cloth around there!"
Tyson stretched. "Alright, alright, alright! Let us put an end to this search and rescue mission. You will probably will need to find the bad guy behind the zombie too, but it does not seem to be around here at all. As much as I want to kick his ass, we will have to settle as saviors of the merchants for now. Step aside, these guns is all we need to bust in this tomb. I bet my soul we will find a secret passage inside it."
Tyson showed his biceps with confidence, waiting for his partner to clear the space. "A big fucking hole, coming right up!" He shouted, lowering his body into a puching stance, only to reel back and charge up the strongest puch he could muster. He would have to get a little help, but his own lineage and powers would be more than what would be needed to snap that white marble slab in a million different pieced.
*Bwaaam! Crumbling noises of rubble*
"See? Easy." Tyson stated, grinning. "What did I tell you?" He added, pointing at the stairs leading down somewhere. "I bet if we go down there, we will find our merchants...and once we do, you can do another of your portal thinghies and get them all back home safe. Sounds like a plan? Sound like a plan."
Tyson happily began to hop down the stairs humming a happy tune without a care in the world. He was already tasting the red completion stamp in his record and with every stamp, he'd be able to increase his notoriety around the world. Hell, the council seemed to be already intrested in him. Better keep them all happy. He would not want to give them a reason to doubt their decision to make him a Rising Star.
They arrived into a huge underground crypt. It was somewhat lit with torches on the walls . Mossy briks and a slight stench of humid were all the things special about it. Like the white marble slab up above, Tyson had little problems smacking down the gate separating them from the group of merchants tied up on the ground. Man, they even had them blindfolded.
"Alright people, fear not!" Tyson declared, walking into the crypt. "Your saviours have arrived. Now stay calm and do not fret. You all will be out of here by dinner."
The Sabertooth mage glanced backwards towards Nadarr, to see if the other mage had followed him inside. Either way, the slayer would hurry over the relieved merchants to quickly undo the knots tying them. He would still keep his senses sharp, just in case that was going to be a trap. It did not seem so. Well, it was a trap for the merchant, but not anymore.
It would take him just a little over ten minutes to finally manage to untie and unblindfold all of the merchants around there, considering they were a pretty hefty sized group.
"There we go, all done. Now, if you would please listen to my friend here Nadarr and his partner Coco, they will escort you all out."