Meeting And Leaving

Gunne's body materialized in the space inside Tyr. Before him was a gate of enormous proportions. Behind it was a beast that was concealed in a fight against Tyr. The Flying Dragon Agheel, the one responsible for burning down the village south of the lake.

"Is this....Agheel? Strange..." As one who inhabits the space within Tyr, he noticed something within Agheel's body.

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In the outside world, Tyr and Yura were on the move.

"Wait, has doth not slain Agheel?" Yura asked.

"No, I just sealed him inside me." Tyr tapped his chest.

That only confused Yura further. He's never heard of a dragon unwillingly being sealed inside of another being. "How does one go about sealing a dragon?"

"It's a long story. Just know, I got it done. Let fate allow us to meet again Yura." Tyr smiled at his companion.

"Indeed, we shall meet again, Tyr." Yura darted off on his own path.

"It's time to make her wish come true." Tyr sped up. He past the gate of Stormveil and there were many rotten bodies. One including a large giant. There defenses were total canon fodder. The wooden shields were splintered. Weapons broken and shields held dents and slashed in two.

"M'Lord, it seems like the Tarnished that vanquished my physical being did not stop there." Gunne informed him.

"I can tell. They did quite the number on these guys." A shack was up ahead. Tyr slammed the breaks on his speed, stopping himself completely.

"Did something catch your interest M'Lord?"

"More like someone." Tyr walked over to the shack. "I'll stop to rest here."

Entering the Stormveil Shack, a woman in a red cloak and white clothing sat depressingly. "You're all on your own, are you?"

(That's an amazing way to spark a conversation.) - Tyr

"Well, yeah. Me and my comrade departed a while back. I'm heading to Stormveil currently." He sat down against one of the wooden walls of the shack.

"And heading to Stormveil Castle? Enticed by the one in the white mask, I suppose."

"No..... I'm only here to lop Godrick's head off his shoulders." He corrected her.

"Oh, you've come to be one with the spider?"

"Spider? The Scion? No. No....what the fuck?? No!! Wait you think I'm going to die if I go there?" Tyr was both disgusted and disappointed.

"You hold the same fate as those who entered Stormveil Castle. That makes us two peas in a pod. But I don't have your courage.

It's scary, you know. Having your arms cut off. Or legs. Or your head." Her voice trembled as she spoke.

(It's really all of the above) - Tyr

"Woah!!" He makes a halting gesture with his palm. "Sorry to burst your bubble of depression but we're not the same." He crossed his arms. "Weeping and fear is for the weak. Misery only stalks those who cannot fight against it. I am not brave for storming Stormveil Castle, I am strong." He stepped over to Roderika and placed his hand on her shoulder. His hand gently relaxed on her shoulder. "Look....I don't know who you've lost in that castle for you to be held up in this shack like this but talking about becoming a spider in that sarcastic light tone pisses me off. So stop it."

"M'Lord. Disrespect is not my intention. But I do not think you are equipped for this situation." He was quite blunt.

"Shut it, Gunne." But so was Tyr.