Talon was in a very good mood that day. He was a very peace-loving person.
Whistling a song, he drove his little carriage in front of which a single horse was harnessed,
along the road. He enjoyed the fresh air and the beautiful landscape. Suddenly he spied
further ahead on the roadside two people. A boy who was lying on the floor and a
pretty girl who had leaned over him and seemed to be shouting something. The girl
looked around for help and when she saw Talon on his car, she stood in the middle of them
Street and waved his arms wildly. Of course, it was immediately clear to Talon that something was wrong. He stopped
in front of the girl and ran a hand through her short brown hair "What's going on
can i help you my lady? "-" PLEASE YOU HAVE TO HELP ME! MY COMPANION! HE
NEEDS HELP! "Yelled the girl with the long, black hair. She seemed very much
to be desperate. Talon and the girl ran to the boy who was lying on the floor.As a talon
looking at the boy a cold shiver ran down his spine. The boy with the red ones
Hair, was badly wounded. A deep wound on the left side of his hip from which he is still
blood always gushed. "My God what happened to him ?!" Talon turned to Sylphie. "We
have to take him to the next village immediately. "He ran to the back of his car and looked for something
on the loading area. He came back with a handkerchief, "Here, tie this around his wound for him
not lose any more blood. That's typical for him again "Sylphie did as she was told
although she didn't understand what the man meant by the last comment. A short time later were
the fastest way to the next village.

Majoh slowly opened his eyes. His whole body ached and he felt limp. Some
He lay motionless for minutes. But then he asked himself "What happened? Where am I here?"
no one answered him and he found no solution either.Then Majoh heard a faint breath. He
turned his head to the right. A person sat on a chair next to the bed he was lying on
half laid over the bed and slept. Thick black streaks hid part of hers
Face, but Majoh knew exactly who it was. Majoh noticed that Sylphie's hands were covered in blood
and there were dark stains on their clothes. At first he thought she was hurt
but he understood that it was his blood. Majoh wanted to stand up but a raging pain
ran through him and forced him back into his lying position. "Damn," Majoh thought, "Der
Lycantrophe hit me harder than I thought. "He took another one
Try and this time he managed to straighten up. He slowly got out of bed. He moved
towards Sylphie. He lifted her gently and placed her on the soft mattress on which he himself presented
had recently lain. Then he turned to a chair on which his shirt was hanging.He took it
in both hands and looked at the tears the Lycantrophe had torn in the fabric "
Damn wolf man, my lovely shirt. Now I have to get a new one "anyway
Majoh put it on and was about to leave the room. Then Sylphie woke up. With sleepy
Eyes she looked around. Then she spotted Majoh "Majoh! What are you doing? You're heavy
wounded you need to rest! "-" Calm down, "replied the latter," you've already forgotten
I'm a demon "with the same breath he opened his shirt and tore the bandage off
his hip. "How ... how is that possible?", Sylphie marveled. The wound was already closed
closed, the blood was dry and only left a thin layer. Majoh laughed
triumphant "Don't worry. Until tomorrow you won't even see that there was a wound. Oh
yes by the way. Where are we here and how did we get here? "-" A young man
named Talon picked us up and took us to the next village as quickly as possible.I think it's called "Tatares" and ... "-" TALON? Did you say talon Talon the wandering
Farmer? "Interrupted Majoh." Yes, that's how he introduced himself "-" Where is he? "Majoh looked pretty
pleased with the news "He moved on straight away, without my thanks or a present
wanting to accept. Why do you ask? "-" He moved on? "A smile spread out
Majoh's face from "Typically, no city lasts very long what Talon" - "Just say you know
him, "said Sylphie with a puzzled tone." Yes, I know him. He lives in the same village as
me, that is who he is on vacation. He's always on the move "-" Your village "mumbled
Sylphie "It occurs to me you have not yet told me what it was called and what it is there, tell me
come on "Majoh had to smile. He leaned against the wall" My village is called Zalacheet.
It is a warrior village. Some of the best warriors are from there. There are many martial arts schools as well
many tournaments.But it's actually a very idyllic village. The people are very nice and polite.
Even in a fight, everyone obeys the rules of martial arts. "Sylphie listened to Majohs
Stories "So a warrior village" - "Yes, but as I said, don't be put off, it is
at the same time one of the most beautiful villages in the whole world. Oh I love Zalacheet "Sylphie could
not avoiding a laugh "Funny words like that from the mouth of a demon too
listen "-" Hey not all demons are created equal. "Replied Majoh, a little offended." We're in
Tatares did you say? Hm, that's good. Come with me you may need new clothes too
you are full of blood. "Majoh extends his hand to Sylphie and helped her stand up.

The streets were full of life. Majoh and Sylphie had to be careful not to run over
when they stepped out of the hotel in which they were quartered. They decided to market first
to buy some provisions and then look for a tailor .. had the formerit done pretty quickly. They had bought bread, a few apples, and enough water. Majoh
said that should be enough, since Zalacheet would not be too far away. "How about
said Sylphie to Majoh and pointed to a shop selling "Ra'laas fabric goods"
was written. The two entered the shop. "Good afternoon gentlemen. I am
Ra'laas, how can I be of service to you? "She received a somewhat older elf with a short, dark one
Hair. "Well," Majoh began, pointing to his and Sylphie's clothes, "As you need to see
we have a new wardrobe "." Since you are exactly right with me. Come on, "answered the elf,
took both of them by the hands and pulled them into the middle of their studio. "here sir I could
imagine you'd like that. "Ra'laas pulled out a white shirt on top of it
black decorations in the form of writhing serpents were and held it under Majoh
the nose. "Hey great, exactly what I was looking for.May I try it on? " - "go ahead
Sir. "When Majoh had taken off his yellow shirt, the elf's face stepped on
smile and she turned to Sylphie "But you've got a pretty boy
fished "Sylphie turned bright red" What ... no stop. We are not what you think. " - "not the
Elfe was almost horrified "you would be such a pretty couple" - "Oh, you know I ..." -
"Ra'laas ..." put in Majoh, "your goods are really good. I'll take it. Now we need it
something else for her "A big grin graced the elf's face" but of course. Please follow
me "she said and before Sylphie could answer the elf already had her by the hand
packed and pulled her further between the clothes racks.
Majoh only heard a giggle behind all the clothes, in between a pleased "yes" then a
disappointed "no not".
A few minutes later someone stepped up to Majoh. Hadn't Majoh known that they were the only ones in theHe almost didn't recognize Sylphie anymore. She wore bright blue pants, as you would see them off
Far Eastern countries knew. At the bottom at the feet nice and wide, but always a little at the top
narrowed to show off Sylphie's narrow hips. Her top was a blouse
made of a slightly darker fabric, nicely decorated with golden embroidery. "Well what do you think
said Sylphie with a cute smile and a slight blush on her face. Majoh stood
at first just there and did not know what to say "It ... it is .." - "Isn't it ?!" interrupted him Ra'laas "it
you look really excellent. And you know what I'll give you a special price if you guys
leave your old things there so I can use them. "Majoh turned away from Sylphie, what
he almost didn't succeed at first. He paid the amount Ra'laas asked. Sylphie and
Majoh thanked them and left the shop.

"So and now it's on to Zalacheet," said Sylphie to Majoh, "uh Majoh, what do you see meso on? ". Majoh stared enchanted at Sylphie" ... Ah what did you just say? "He stuttered
when he awoke from his dream. Sylphie giggled "Come on let's go."
Majoh nodded. And so the two left the city of Tatares.

Majoh was right it took exactly two more days. But now they had reached Zalacheet. It was
really a beautiful city. The houses were made of wood and reminded Sylphie of the old ones
Japanese houses. Most of them had pretty striking roofs, nicely decorated with dragons
or other wooden statues.
A little further on, Sylphie saw a kind of park. A large area with lots of trees and a lake.
But the city was much too big to see everything. "Come on my house is right in the
Proximity ". Said Majoh. After a few minutes they came to a big house that Sylphie arrived
remembered a martial arts dojo. It wasn't so wrong because it was hanging over the entrance gate
a sign "WINDHEALER KAMPFSCHULE". Suddenly the sliding door opened and a femaleShape leapt high into the air. "MAJOH !!!!!" shouted the girl with the white hair, who she
had tied in a horse tail. She held a sword in her hands. They whiz on Majoh
low. The sword cut missed him. The girl looked up and grinned "I'm glad you
finally here again! "