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After speaking with the strange man Marlo set off deeper into the forest towards the direction of the giant tree. He would then hear an incredible wail that would sound as if it were a battlecry from a demigod, “How terrifying, that shriek has to be the cause of the disturbance here. Now, it’s time to see what’s behind it.” Marlo began to sprint closing the distance between him and the warcry, just as he entered the forest clearing where the village of Torino Kingdom would be, in his way was a giant purple blur that would pass him without being able to recognize and translate what he just saw to his mind. After a few seconds or being dazzled Marlo would snap out of his trance to see two natives in front him with spears. They were extremely chubby, but had muscular arms that looked as though they could thrust the spear pretty hard, behind them was a beautiful village with huts that were made out of refined sticks and straw. People began to come out of their houses as one of the native blew a horn in the air, “This must be some type of alarm, I might be in trouble if they all decide to gang up on me.” Marlo wanted to grab his katanas, but didn’t want to show any hostility so he put his hands in the air to signal a surrender. “Um, hello I’m here to help you guys so how about you take me to your king?” Marlo would say in a calm tone. “Ug ok umebe lokiu aqa” The natives would say to each other.

They walked up to him grabbing him by his arms and locking them behind his back while ushering him to some cage that was made out of what looked to be bamboo.
I guess they knew not what swords were so they did not strip him of his weapons, all he needed was a gameplan on how to get out and convey his thoughts to them.

When the two husky men left him alone Marlo would cut his way out and follow them to their wooden houses, Marlo was soon amazed by what he saw. It was a relatively large abde made out of stone and more refined wood. “Uhd Lik Ehf Dufeldem” One of the tribal warriors would say as they open the humongous wooden door, in Marlo would sneak to see animal heads lined up across the wall on both sides. Through the middle was a blue carpet with tables on either side, “Could this be the king’s quarters?” Marlo would think to himself as he heard a loud grunt. When he focused his view in front of him he saw an even larger man in a throne made out of animal bones with a makeshift crown on his head. He was pointing his finger directly at Marlo, four more guards would dash to Marlo besides the two he had been trailing, all of the sudden a skinny man wearing all beige explorer gear with glasses showed up telling them to halt.

He was shaking a little and turned to Marlo, “Hello, I’m sorry for these guys here, they can be a little ruthless at times.” He would turn around to the men behind him and began speaking their language, it seems he was able to stop them from attacking Marlo. “Okay, they asked what business you had here, I’m curious of the same.” The man would say looking directly into Marlo’s eyes. “Well, I was sent here to take out that bird. At least I think I am. Isn’t that the disturbance here?” The man’s eyes would widen, “Oh, I was sent here to figure out what was causing the animals to migrate and forcefully swim from the island while subsequently drowning. My name is Xavier Marks, what side are you on.” Marlo being a little skeptical would choose to put all his trust in this man, although it was naive he felt safe around him. “I am a revolutionary and my name is Marlo Akari. What are you?” The man grinned. “I am one as well, nice to meet you Marlo!” He stuck out his hand for Marlo to shake it, to show his alliance Marlo would shake his hand.

The king would then look astonished by the duo’s strength, it seemed the skinny revolutionary wasn’t as weak as he looked. “Marlo, let’s set off to the enormous tree in the center of this village. This is where the bird resides and that is where it will die.” Xavier had a scary look in his eye that was filled with determination, Marlo would shake his head and they would dash out of the door. Once at the tree Marlo would take the time to appreciate the beautiful sight which was the cherrywood looking tree, it had magnificent green leaves that looked as if they replenished one-third of the world’s oxygen. From the sheer size this feet wouldn’t be too far off, “Marlo we must climb!” Xavier would say as he hopped upon the tree seeming to have some spiked shoes. “How prepared is this guy?” Marlo would say as he takes out his katanas and beginning to plunge them in the tree ironic to his other thoughts which described the beauty of the tree.

About halfway through Marlo was tired and told Xavier he had to rest on a nearby branch, the skinny revolutionary agreed with beads of sweat dripping down his face. Approximately ten minutes later a large shriek would come from above them alerting them both making them grab for their weapons, above them was a gold and purple beak and a strange pattern of purple and green feathers. It wasn’t what Marlo had thought the bird would have looked, but he wouldn’t underestimate it nonetheless, the bird came swooping down at insane speeds that caught them both off guard. Before Marlo knew it he was swooped up into the air by the feet of the bird, Xavier used his quick reactions to shoots the bird’s foot making Marlo descend in the air. Now falling from an inconceivable height he would gain balance with his katanas out, swinging them clockwise to propel him closer to the tree. His original disposition before this was 15 meters and now he was 10 meters away from the tree and closing in. 20 meters from the ground Marlo was able to drag his blades into the tree before plummeting to his death, “Whew, almost didn’t make it out of that one.” Marlo would say dangling from the tree.

As he looked up it seemed the bird was agro’d on Xavier, Marlo would begin his ascent back up to the branch, Xavier wouldn’t last too long on his own. Not even a second later the bird would be coming down from the branch where Xavier had been with something dangling in his mouth, squinting his eyes he would see that it was a leg. That is when he immediately knew that it was Xavier, a flush of rage poured through his eyes in the form of tears, now that Xavier was dead there was no reason to fight the bird in it’s own territory. Marlo would quickly descend as fast as he could before the bird could finish eating Xavier, this was a bad idea seeing as though birds didn’t have to chew there food. In a quick gulp Xavier’s body was gone, the bird would begin its assault on Marlo trying to snatch him off of the tree ripping cloth from his body each time. Marlo knew he would have to take a chance, 10 meters in the air he would jump off of the tree horizontally with his sword aimed at the swooping bird. The bird easily adjusted to this sudden movement, the original jump was meant for Marlo to plunge his swords into the eye of the bird, but the bird’s adjustment only let him grip on to the right wing causing them to plummet to the ground.

Marlo was still in a daze when he looked up he could see nothing, but the bird in front of him. The bird and Marlo were now 6 meters from each other in a now bird-made forest clearing which was a vertical line of fallen trees 15 meters long and 9 meters wide. In a split second the bird jumped in the air flapping and struggling, his attempt to reach the skies had failed, but it looked as though he was able to adapt to this as well. He came down with his wounded foot directly at Marlo’s neck, Marlo’s perception would be able to see this easy as that was the only thing he could see at the moment. This aided him in cutting the limb clean off making the bird let out a wounded cry, although it had done considerable damage this was only a ploy. The bird followed up with his left foot giving Marlo a deep 3 pronged slash against his chest, Marlo fell deeper into a haze completely blacking out, but his body continued to move.

The bird was now to Marlo’s right with his wing’s flexed behind him, they were moving fairly slower than before and Marlo’s body capitalized on this by dashing several times towards the beast and slashing its left wing off leaving a blue dust shaped in the form of a cross. Another instinctual cry left the lungs of the bird, but this mattered not, the bird having the same components as an own twisted 180 degrees with it’s giant beak slamming against him. Marlo was able to defend with both of his katanas cracking against the sheer force of the blow, the bird turned its neck back quickly and then turning towards Marlo, but as soon as Marlo’s body noticed the neck had turned back it dashed back and began to twist itself. “Kokujo: O Tatsumaki!” Marlo would say twisting his body at maximum speed, the wind created by these slashes would cause the birds’s remaining wing to be caught by the wind and fly up into the air in a weird manner. Now in the middle of the tornado Marlo would dash in a zigzag formation until his was right under the airborne bird, then he would launch into the air slashing 3 meters from the bird causing a X-shaped air projectile to burst from the blades. The bird was intent on living as any other would have been, with it's will the bird would block the air projectiles coming at it, but it was not over. It seems that the blast of air was cracking the golden beak of the bird, it still continue to fight until suddenly the beak was slice right through causing the head to connect only by a few major veins. Both of them would fall on the ground roughly, but only one would get up.

a day later Marlo would wake up in intense pain inside of a warm hut with a native warrior looking over him, “Ugh, is Xavier okay?” Marlo would ask. “Uguwai!” The husky man would say with a few tears running down his face, “I’ll take that as a no. He must have really left an impression on you guys.” Marlo would pass out once more to rest his body that had several fractures and gashes, the amount of blood that had been lost was dangerously close to killing him, but luckily the natives were able to find him before he died.

[Out of order, this is meant to be read before the third post

“Oh and to answer your question the bird is the thing we have to take out, it has been causing a disturbance in the area. I’ll aid you as best I can.” The man would flip a bolt action rifle from over his shoulder. “I appreciate it, now, where should we go?” Marlo asked as he was beginning to walk out of the door. Another large grunt would come out of the “king” of this island, “He wants us to prove our strength, apparently if we fail it will make this bird rampage even longer.” The man would place the rifle in his hands and aim at the four men who was about to stop Marlo, they looked as though they were the best warriors on this island due to having all of those tribal tattoos. Marlo unsheathed both of his katanas and dropped into his tance, apparently this signalled the fight and the four warriors would charge him and Xavier. Xavier shot one of the warriors grazing his shoulder and causing him to surrender, “Nice shot.” Marlo said juggling the two warriors as if they were nothing. “These guys aren’t as strong as I thought earlier”