Chapter 20: Secret Revealed

                                    

                                          
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"You?" said a shocked Pyro, caught off-guard twice in a day, by the presence of spectre. "But how?"  
                          
Hanu and the other younglings hid behind their parents while warriors of the city advanced towards the warrior for the sudden intrusion.
                          
"So, Pyro is your name and this is what you have been hiding from me all along," said Arion grime all over his face and armour.
                          
He gazed around at what looked like a small city populated with outlawed and injured warriors.
                          
"How in the name of," said a dazed Pyro.
                          
The Thunder Warrior should have been out for some time and if not that, maimed and returning home to a Mediciner. 
                          
"I told you. I am not like you. I am an enduring warrior unlike others you have encountered," replied Arion with boldness in his tone but still leery of all the eyes targeting him for disposal. 
                          
Hanu poked his head out from behind his mother and cried out to Pyro, "He's scaring me.  Make him go away."
                          
Pyro slightly turned his attention to the youngling and replied, "Don't worry. He'll be leaving soon," with a sudden tone of assurance. 
                          
"Do not worry young one," said Arion to Hanu, "I will oblige." 
                          
He could see the sparks of lightening, fire, wind, and many other Rudiments emerging from the various warriors. They were slowly surrounding him like a rope about to squeeze. They had to be concerned about his invasion and their safety. 
                          
"Pyro!" said a shadowed figure whom seemed to have a long silver blade attached to left his arm, "If he will not leave then we will be forced to end his life, once and for all." 
                          
Even though he was a dominant warrior, Arion knew he was no match for what looked like hundreds of outlaws. 
                          
"I will leave but not before I talk to the Thief, I mean Pyro," reassured Arion to the crowd of crossed warriors.
                          
"Talk! I'm listening," said Pyro, arms folded. 
                          
He had the full support of his clan behind him, but if they did commence the war on Arion then he would not be able to stop them and the blood of the Thunder Warrior would be on his hand. 
                          
"So, this is the reason for why you have been stealing from the Paladian Marketplace. You are feeding injured and lower class; I mean the less fortunate. That is admirable, but dangerous and fool hearted," whispered Arion. 
                          
These warriors were hungry and could not grow anything in the darkness they were confined too. He felt sorry especially for the younglings. He would not wish this on any class, but it was not up to him. 
                          
"I don't need any compliments from the likes of someone like you," screeched Pyro.
                          
 Arion needed to leave. The warriors he guarded were getting restless like wild Beastials and might strike at any time. 
                          
"It was not a compliment and I will not tell anyone about what I have seen. I will say you perished and are no more, so stay out of sight," replied Arion, still leery. 
                          
The Thunder Warrior still longed for the glory of his fall but he was not about to infuriate the warrior at the moment. 
                          
"How do I know you are telling the truth? How do I know you will keep this secret until you take your last breath?" asked Pyro, needing utmost reassurance. 
                          
Arion clasped his right fist to his left palm and then released a small thunder eagle and replied, "I am a warrior of honour, and I vow on the eagle of the great Wind Lord to keep your secret until my time is up."
                          
"Thank you," replied Pyro with a half smile on his face.
                          
A warrior who made a vow on the sacred eagle of the Lord of Wind was bound to keep the promise forever, regardless of any tortures placed upon them. Before he could divulge any of the promise, he would lose his voice and his memory of the secret in question.
                          
Arion walked over to the door and stopped for a second. 
                          
Pyro wanted to ask about his great escape, but it would mean he would linger around longer and be in more danger. Maybe in another lifetime, he would have the chance. 
                          
"Next time find a legit way or hunt in the forests. I might not be the warrior who comes after you. Think of that before you endanger your friends again." 
                          
Lightning engulfed Arion and he vanished, leaving behind Pyro somewhat irate. Arion now look like the hero and he the incompetent, but Arion was correct. 
                          
   
                          
Arion materialized into the Paladian Village directly in front of Pallas, still covered in speckles of dirt. Instead of addressing the shop owner he walked away. 
                          
Pallas grabbed Arion's arm but failed to turn him around. "Where is the Thief? Why is he not with you? Did you fail like Crius?" shouted a furious sounding Pallas.
                          
Arion grinned at Pallas with a mean look on his face and replied, shaking Pallas' grip off, "I took care of him. He no longer lives." 
                          
Arion dematerialized, leaving behind a livid looking Pallas, whom seemed to want more to Arion's answer about the Thief.
                          
Question:
                          
1) If you were in Pyro and the Underground Clan's shoes per say, would you steal food and supplies?