Chapter Four Not your normal Glukkon
The Mudokon Captain was dead, but the words were not. Octigi? What the odd was an Octigi? All Jerec knew was that he had to look around for clues. He went inside the fort and found that the Mud out post was planning a cargo raid on a Slig convoy a half a mile north of their position, but he noticed in the reports the Slig Convoy never made the trip. Supposedly they were ambushed two miles farther North in a place called the Forbidden Zone.
The last journal entry talked about an unstoppable onslaught not by sligs, but by something much more disturbing. Octigi.
" They were unstoppapble they appeared to have a Glukkon shaped head but tentacles. All My men our almost dead or hiding in the trees. We will not survive long enough to even know what happened to us." The captains log ended.
Jerec was frightened of this new foe. What was he to do if they came back his Father's Spear would not protect him, nor hurt these Octigi. There was a noice in the shadows.
" What was that?" Jerec said to himself.
He through the spear forward quickly and heard a creature yelp in pain, as it left a trail of fresh blood behind. Jerec noticed on the ground was a bloddy tentacle. The Octigi had been watching him. Jerec decided he would head North to this Forbidden Zone and discover what these creatures want. Jerec slowly krept through the shadows into the now after noon air he would sleep until night fall. He climbed the tree and got comfortable. It would be a long walk ahead of him but he was up to the challenge.
Stay tuned for Chapter Five.
