The 3rd Moon - Part 5

Brador was a warrior from the rock tribe. He had served under the Element Lord of Rock. Brador and much of his tribe lived on Bota Magna. They lived in the mountains. The mountains they lived in were surrounded by the desert that was occupied by the sand tribe. Some of the sand tribe, after the shattering, had turned into mere beasts. The others had built themselves a city. Brador was marching out of the gates of the village of the rock tribe. He was assigned by the leader of the village to find a mine where the rock tribe could mine for metal to trade with the other villages. Brador was climbing down the mountain. He needed to find a cave where there might be traces of metal. He found a cave and entered it. He didn’t see any signs of metal. He walked a little further into the cave. There was a roar and Brador looked into the darkness ahead of him. He couldn’t see anything. He walked further in. Just as a precaution, Brador pulled out his mace and rock sword. He walked a little bit further. Suddenly, out of the darkness charged a Rock Bull. It had two large horns on its head and had tusks sticking out the sides of its mouth. Its body was a tan color with spots of black. Its tail was long and at the end of it was a wickedly sharp blade. Brador swung his sword at the bull. The bull dodged it and ran past Brador. It turned around and faced Brador again. It charged. This time, Brador jumped on its back as it went passed. The bull tried to shake Brador off but Brador stabbed the bull with his sword. The bull crashed to the floor, dead. Brador pulled his sword out and walked out of the cave. He was sure that there wasn’t any metal there.