You refrained from saying what you so badly wanted to say but internally your brain was screaming.
“Suck on them apples, bitch! Serves you and your punk-asses right for picking on my Tamaki!”
“Uh, so umm, yeah…” the player said as he stayed looking at the floor, “I’m…really sorry about what happened Butterfli3.”
“Take me to your guild HQ,” Butterfli3 said without batting an eye.
“Y-you sure you want to go there?” the player asked hesitantly.
“Yes,” Butterfli3 replied, “I want to talk to ‘Grizzlee’, is he still the Red Paw leader?”
“Yeah, he is, I’m concerned that you still remember his name,” the player said with a sweat dropped look.
“I just want to talk,” Butterfli3 replied calmly, in not the most reassuring tone and you stifled another smirk when you saw the look on the player’s face.
“Are you gonna hand their asses to them again?” you whispered to Butterfli3 as you and he followed the player out of the restaurant.
“No, I’m not. But I wanted to show that I mean business,” Butterfli3 whispered back and you giggled softly.
The player led the two of you off down a side alley and into the nearby forest- picking his way along a track that led deeper and deeper into the dense trees and bracken.
Suddenly the path widened and you were face to face with the mouth of a cave.
Two guards with large red bears guarded the entrance and you balked a little as you approached.
“I, uh, have some visitors,” the player said to the guards.
“State their business,” one guard barked sharply.
Butterfli3 stepped forward and pushed the hood of his cape off his head and both guards were immediately on high alert upon seeing the top player- that had laid their asses out to dry- before them.
“Do you come to duel?” the other guard asked as he reached for his sword, his hand visibly shaking.
“No, I’m here on a matter of business with one of your players here,” Butterfli3 said, motioning to the player that had bought you to the headquarters, “It’s regarding the red bear on level 4.”
The guard who had reached for his sword relaxed slightly and looked across to his companion.
“You may enter,” he said finally and stepped back to allow all 3 of you to head into the mouth of the cave.
You and Butterfli3, with the player just ahead of you, walked down a long path lit with wicker torches that had been evenly spaced out along the cave walls.
Voices, deeper inside the cave, could be heard and they got louder the closer you to got to them.
“Ayyy! You’re back,” someone called as the player ahead of you stepped out off the path and headed towards the group of guild members and their bears, ” and you bought some friends with you?”
“Uh, kinda?” the player replied sheepishly and stepped to the side so that other members could see Butterfli3.
There was a moment of silence before all of the players reacted in some way.
Most put their arms out in front of their bears, as if trying to protect their bear from another attack. Some turned and ran, while other drew their swords and stood there shaking uncontrollably- whimpering things like ‘don’t kill us again’ in the direction of where you and Butterfli3 stood.
“What a pathetic bunch,” you sighed internally.
“Wait, are you a tamer now?” one player called to Butterfli3, “there’s a rat beside you.”
Quick as a flash Butterfli3 drew his sword and extended it into the chain whip- the tip of it just licking the nose of the player who had dared to call you an actual rat.
“SHE is my girlfriend,” Butterfli3 corrected in a deep growl.
The guy was frozen in place with a glowing red scar on the tip of his nose where the sword tip had knicked him.
“She’s wearing a rat onesie, but she’s human,” he added just in case the idiot didn’t know you were indeed a human and not an actual rat.
The player who just got his nose swiped nodded furiously, not saying another word.
“Uh, is Uh, Grizzlee, in?” the player who had led you to the headquarters asked the group of terrified tamers.
“Yeah, inside,” another said from the back of the group.
“Ok, thanks,” the player replied, motioning for you both to follow him.
You and Butterfli3, led by the player, walked inside two large doors and went to Grizzlee’s room. He was sitting at a table, not doing anything in particular really.
“Boss, I have someone here who wants to speak to you,” the player said upon entering.
“Who’s it?” Grizzlee asked. Then he saw Butterfli3 and his face darkened, “what you want?” he growled.
“I want to talk about the red bear on level 4.” Butterfli3 said calmly, “I’m not here for revenge, I’ve already had it.”
Grizzlee stood up. He was a giant of a man with a heavy beard and a scar over his right eye. The perfect look for the boss of a bear taming clan.
“Wasn’t ours,” Grizzlee said gruffly, “But I think I’know who’s it was.”
“Go on,” Butterfli3 coaxed.
Grizzlee motioned for you, Butterfli3, and the player to have a seat.
“Bout 3 weeks ago, guy came in’ere claiming to be a tamer. Want’d to join a strong guild so we told’im to get a bear then come back… he did.”
“With a red bear, I assume?” Butterfli3 confirmed.
Grizzlee nodded. “Sum’n strange bout the bear tho. Cursor kept flickering between green ‘n red.”
“Strange.” Butterfli3 mused, crossing his arms across his chest… “What do you make of it?”
“Dunno,” Grizzlee replied, “D’nt know what to make of it but the guy start’d gettin’ restless, ask’n when we were gonna go and ‘clean this place up’.”
“Clean this place up?” Butterfli3 asked.
“Yeah,” Grizzlee grunted, “Start’d gettin’ fanatical. Claiming we were fakes, sittin’ on our asses not doin’ what we should be doin’. Had no idea what the fuck he was on ’bout so we kicked ‘im out.”
“And then?” Butterfli3 pressed.
“Then we hear ’bout a rogue red bear on level 4.” Grizzlee said, “I just got this feel’n it’s his, yeah?”
“What level beast tamer was this player?” Butterfli3 asked, “Do you remember his name? Did he have any special skills?”
“Level 15 Beast tamer, name was Anarchy_Lord. No special skills that we knew ’bout but the fact ‘is bear was unusually aggressive was concerning.”
“Interesting,” Butterfli3 mused, “and his whereabouts?”
“Unknown,” Grizzlee said, “we been look’n for ‘im too but can’t find’im.”
“Ok, thank you, I’ll keep an eye out for him as we travel,” Butterfli3 said as he stood up with you standing too- following his cue, “if I see or hear anything else I’ll contact you.
“Appreciate it,” Grizzlee grunted with a head nod.
Butterfli3 nodded to you and you both left.
“Ok, so what’s going on?” you asked Butterfli3 when you had made it back into town.
“‘Sounds like we have a player who has some kind of control over the animals but maybe not full control? Or maybe he is using a strange technique to tame them and it’s causing the game to glitch and allows him to release them again as monsters? I’m not sure,” Butterfli3 replied, “but either way we need to find out what’s going on.”