Chapter 660: From one beast to another
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It'd taken a couple months of leisurely travel to finally reach Toussaint, all the while Geralt had been parting his personal experience, knowledge, and anything else that might prove useful to his adoptive daughter. Ciri herself had taken the trip more as a vacation than training, her finally getting to spend some quality time with Geralt. While yes she'd had some opportunities to do so in Ichor, it just wasn't the same as walking the path with him.
Eventually they finally reached Toussaint, festivities had already been set up, and a young knight was set to fight a Shaelmaar.
Geralt and Ciri stood and watched down from the stands at the handsome knight about to get turned to paste.
The Duchess and her entourage watched while the crowd roared, this apparently being a common occurrence to them.
The monster was slowly led into the area by many heavily armoured guards, it was small for a Shaelmaar but still quite capable of tearing a man to pieces.
Ciri sends a callous glance at the showboating knight and lightly elbows Geralt, "Hundred Remi on the knight being crushed."
Geralt shakes his head, "No point taking a losing bet." he growls out.
Ciri nods, "I mean, are his weapons even silver? Feels like he's only there to die for the audience."
Geralt shrugs, "Hmm, only one of them leaves the arena alive, the audience is only here to watch things die." he says pragmatically.
The heavily armoured beast looks at the knight wearing decorative armour, still showboating for the crowd. It chitters and screeches at him, finally drawing his attention.
He holds up his shield protectively, as if it would do anything should the beast attack, the Monster eventually charges him, swiping, clawing and attempting to crush the knight as he barely avoids it's attacks.
Ciri had to admit, the fight was pretty entertaining, especially when she could tell the Knight was barely dodging lethal blows... However, the Monster quickly turns around and uses the weights keeping it restrained and within the arena to attack the knight, sending the heavy bells crashing into the shield which causes the chain connecting them to break... Freeing the Monster.
Ciri "He's dead." she states as soon as she sees the weights fly off.
Geralt nod with a sour expression, watching as the Shaelmaar balls up like a pangolin and swiftly rolls towards the knight.
The warrior attempts to roll out of the way, but his back leg is caught and crushed under the massive weight of the Monster, causing him to scream out in pain and terror.
The Shaelmaar turns and begins stomping towards the Knight as he tries to crawl backwards, the crowd continues to cheer as the knight has his head placed within the Monsters jaws and crushed like a ripe great.
Ciri shakes her at the now dead man, "Fool."
Geralt points at the monster however, "I think we've got a problem." he says as he begins to get some distance in preparation to roll up the arena walls to start devouring the crowd.
The announcer's voice trembles as the Shaelmaar almost rolls up the wall and into where he's currently standing, "T-The Monster continues seek for a fight, what we all need is a Witchers might!" he shouts, him as well as the Duchess looking at Geralt and Ciri at the same time.
...
Ciri "Did they plan this?" she continues aloud as Geralt grunts.
Geralt "Whether they did or not doesn't matter right now, we got a Monster to kill." he says, hopping over the stand and into the arena.
Ciri huffs and follows him, quickly drawing Seath from its sheath on her back.
"THE WITCHER... WITCHERS HAVE APPEARED, THE PEOPLE NO LONGER NEED FEAR!" The announcers hollers as the Shaelmaar takes notice of its new challengers.
Geralt runs ahead, drawing his Silver blade and confronting the Shaelmaar as it tries to claw him, he stabs at an unarmoured point on it's claw causing the monster to halt the attack, screeching in pain at him.
Ciri discreetly makes her way behind it as Geralt distracts it, dashing forwards as it back up to try and roll at the Witcher.
She lunges forwards with Seath, impaling the crystalline blade into the beast's jugular, causing profuse amounts of blood to spurt out onto the sandy arena floor.
"WHA! A SINGLE SWIFT STRIKE ENDS THE BEASTS LIFE!" the announcer screams, the Duchess immediately standing and clapping for them despite the death of the previous knight. One woman in her entourage seems to have excused herself after the man's death.
Eventually the Duchess makes her way into the arena, her attendants holding her skirt up as she steps onto the bloody sand. "That entrance! Spectacular!.... It's a shame you did not elect to intervene to save my knights life." she says, looking at the bloody corpse being carried out.
Ciri crosses her arms, "I thought it wouldn't be "Honourable" if we interfered with someone else's fight... Even if they were destined lose." she says abrasively.
Henrietta gives Ciri a weird look and turns to Geralt, "Geralt, it is good to see you again... It's been a while but I believe you need to introduce this young... Witcher?"
Geralt nods, "This is my..." he gives Ciri a look, "Daughter... Ciri."
Henrietta nods, "She shares a resemblance with your Son, Reima I believe his name was." she says, causing Ciri to laugh and Geralt to sigh. The duchess gives Ciri an intense look for a couple of seconds before finally returning to the topic at hand, "I believe you've come after hearing of the letter I sent Dandelion? I seem to need quicker messengers as I'd sent it months ago... And the situation has gotten worse... But we should discuss this elsewhere." she says, gesturing for them to follow her as she gracefully walks out of the arena.
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It'd taken a couple months of leisurely travel to finally reach Toussaint, all the while Geralt had been parting his personal experience, knowledge, and anything else that might prove useful to his adoptive daughter. Ciri herself had taken the trip more as a vacation than training, her finally getting to spend some quality time with Geralt. While yes she'd had some opportunities to do so in Ichor, it just wasn't the same as walking the path with him.
Eventually they finally reached Toussaint, festivities had already been set up, and a young knight was set to fight a Shaelmaar.
Geralt and Ciri stood and watched down from the stands at the handsome knight about to get turned to paste.
The Duchess and her entourage watched while the crowd roared, this apparently being a common occurrence to them.
The monster was slowly led into the area by many heavily armoured guards, it was small for a Shaelmaar but still quite capable of tearing a man to pieces.
Ciri sends a callous glance at the showboating knight and lightly elbows Geralt, "Hundred Remi on the knight being crushed."
Geralt shakes his head, "No point taking a losing bet." he growls out.
Ciri nods, "I mean, are his weapons even silver? Feels like he's only there to die for the audience."
Geralt shrugs, "Hmm, only one of them leaves the arena alive, the audience is only here to watch things die." he says pragmatically.
The heavily armoured beast looks at the knight wearing decorative armour, still showboating for the crowd. It chitters and screeches at him, finally drawing his attention.
He holds up his shield protectively, as if it would do anything should the beast attack, the Monster eventually charges him, swiping, clawing and attempting to crush the knight as he barely avoids it's attacks.
Ciri had to admit, the fight was pretty entertaining, especially when she could tell the Knight was barely dodging lethal blows... However, the Monster quickly turns around and uses the weights keeping it restrained and within the arena to attack the knight, sending the heavy bells crashing into the shield which causes the chain connecting them to break... Freeing the Monster.
Ciri "He's dead." she states as soon as she sees the weights fly off.
Geralt nod with a sour expression, watching as the Shaelmaar balls up like a pangolin and swiftly rolls towards the knight.
The warrior attempts to roll out of the way, but his back leg is caught and crushed under the massive weight of the Monster, causing him to scream out in pain and terror.
The Shaelmaar turns and begins stomping towards the Knight as he tries to crawl backwards, the crowd continues to cheer as the knight has his head placed within the Monsters jaws and crushed like a ripe great.
Ciri shakes her at the now dead man, "Fool."
Geralt points at the monster however, "I think we've got a problem." he says as he begins to get some distance in preparation to roll up the arena walls to start devouring the crowd.
The announcer's voice trembles as the Shaelmaar almost rolls up the wall and into where he's currently standing, "T-The Monster continues seek for a fight, what we all need is a Witchers might!" he shouts, him as well as the Duchess looking at Geralt and Ciri at the same time.
...
Ciri "Did they plan this?" she continues aloud as Geralt grunts.
Geralt "Whether they did or not doesn't matter right now, we got a Monster to kill." he says, hopping over the stand and into the arena.
Ciri huffs and follows him, quickly drawing Seath from its sheath on her back.
"THE WITCHER... WITCHERS HAVE APPEARED, THE PEOPLE NO LONGER NEED FEAR!" The announcers hollers as the Shaelmaar takes notice of its new challengers.
Geralt runs ahead, drawing his Silver blade and confronting the Shaelmaar as it tries to claw him, he stabs at an unarmoured point on it's claw causing the monster to halt the attack, screeching in pain at him.
Ciri discreetly makes her way behind it as Geralt distracts it, dashing forwards as it back up to try and roll at the Witcher.
She lunges forwards with Seath, impaling the crystalline blade into the beast's jugular, causing profuse amounts of blood to spurt out onto the sandy arena floor.
"WHA! A SINGLE SWIFT STRIKE ENDS THE BEASTS LIFE!" the announcer screams, the Duchess immediately standing and clapping for them despite the death of the previous knight. One woman in her entourage seems to have excused herself after the man's death.
Eventually the Duchess makes her way into the arena, her attendants holding her skirt up as she steps onto the bloody sand. "That entrance! Spectacular!.... It's a shame you did not elect to intervene to save my knights life." she says, looking at the bloody corpse being carried out.
Ciri crosses her arms, "I thought it wouldn't be "Honourable" if we interfered with someone else's fight... Even if they were destined lose." she says abrasively.
Henrietta gives Ciri a weird look and turns to Geralt, "Geralt, it is good to see you again... It's been a while but I believe you need to introduce this young... Witcher?"
Geralt nods, "This is my..." he gives Ciri a look, "Daughter... Ciri."
Henrietta nods, "She shares a resemblance with your Son, Reima I believe his name was." she says, causing Ciri to laugh and Geralt to sigh. The duchess gives Ciri an intense look for a couple of seconds before finally returning to the topic at hand, "I believe you've come after hearing of the letter I sent Dandelion? I seem to need quicker messengers as I'd sent it months ago... And the situation has gotten worse... But we should discuss this elsewhere." she says, gesturing for them to follow her as she gracefully walks out of the arena.
It'd taken a couple months of leisurely travel to finally reach Toussaint, all the while Geralt had been parting his personal experience, knowledge, and anything else that might prove useful to his adoptive daughter. Ciri herself had taken the trip more as a vacation than training, her finally getting to spend some quality time with Geralt. While yes she'd had some opportunities to do so in Ichor, it just wasn't the same as walking the path with him.Eventually they finally reached Toussaint, festivities had already been set up, and a young knight was set to fight a Shaelmaar.Geralt and Ciri stood and watched down from the stands at the handsome knight about to get turned to paste.The Duchess and her entourage watched while the crowd roared, this apparently being a common occurrence to them.The monster was slowly led into the area by many heavily armoured guards, it was small for a Shaelmaar but still quite capable of tearing a man to pieces.Ciri sends a callous glance at the showboating knight and lightly elbows Geralt, "Hundred Remi on the knight being crushed."Geralt shakes his head, "No point taking a losing bet." he growls out.Ciri nods, "I mean, are his weapons even silver? Feels like he's only there to die for the audience."Geralt shrugs, "Hmm, only one of them leaves the arena alive, the audience is only here to watch things die." he says pragmatically.The heavily armoured beast looks at the knight wearing decorative armour, still showboating for the crowd. It chitters and screeches at him, finally drawing his attention.He holds up his shield protectively, as if it would do anything should the beast attack, the Monster eventually charges him, swiping, clawing and attempting to crush the knight as he barely avoids it's attacks.Ciri had to admit, the fight was pretty entertaining, especially when she could tell the Knight was barely dodging lethal blows... However, the Monster quickly turns around and uses the weights keeping it restrained and within the arena to attack the knight, sending the heavy bells crashing into the shield which causes the chain connecting them to break... Freeing the Monster.Ciri "He's dead." she states as soon as she sees the weights fly off.Geralt nod with a sour expression, watching as the Shaelmaar balls up like a pangolin and swiftly rolls towards the knight.The warrior attempts to roll out of the way, but his back leg is caught and crushed under the massive weight of the Monster, causing him to scream out in pain and terror.The Shaelmaar turns and begins stomping towards the Knight as he tries to crawl backwards, the crowd continues to cheer as the knight has his head placed within the Monsters jaws and crushed like a ripe great.Ciri shakes her at the now dead man, "Fool."Geralt points at the monster however, "I think we've got a problem." he says as he begins to get some distance in preparation to roll up the arena walls to start devouring the crowd.The announcer's voice trembles as the Shaelmaar almost rolls up the wall and into where he's currently standing, "T-The Monster continues seek for a fight, what we all need is a Witchers might!" he shouts, him as well as the Duchess looking at Geralt and Ciri at the same time....Ciri "Did they plan this?" she continues aloud as Geralt grunts.Geralt "Whether they did or not doesn't matter right now, we got a Monster to kill." he says, hopping over the stand and into the arena.Ciri huffs and follows him, quickly drawing Seath from its sheath on her back."THE WITCHER... WITCHERS HAVE APPEARED, THE PEOPLE NO LONGER NEED FEAR!" The announcers hollers as the Shaelmaar takes notice of its new challengers.Geralt runs ahead, drawing his Silver blade and confronting the Shaelmaar as it tries to claw him, he stabs at an unarmoured point on it's claw causing the monster to halt the attack, screeching in pain at him.Ciri discreetly makes her way behind it as Geralt distracts it, dashing forwards as it back up to try and roll at the Witcher.She lunges forwards with Seath, impaling the crystalline blade into the beast's jugular, causing profuse amounts of blood to spurt out onto the sandy arena floor."WHA! A SINGLE SWIFT STRIKE ENDS THE BEASTS LIFE!" the announcer screams, the Duchess immediately standing and clapping for them despite the death of the previous knight. One woman in her entourage seems to have excused herself after the man's death.Eventually the Duchess makes her way into the arena, her attendants holding her skirt up as she steps onto the bloody sand. "That entrance! Spectacular!.... It's a shame you did not elect to intervene to save my knights life." she says, looking at the bloody corpse being carried out.Ciri crosses her arms, "I thought it wouldn't be "Honourable" if we interfered with someone else's fight... Even if they were destined lose." she says abrasively.Henrietta gives Ciri a weird look and turns to Geralt, "Geralt, it is good to see you again... It's been a while but I believe you need to introduce this young... Witcher?"Geralt nods, "This is my..." he gives Ciri a look, "Daughter... Ciri."Henrietta nods, "She shares a resemblance with your Son, Reima I believe his name was." she says, causing Ciri to laugh and Geralt to sigh. The duchess gives Ciri an intense look for a couple of seconds before finally returning to the topic at hand, "I believe you've come after hearing of the letter I sent Dandelion? I seem to need quicker messengers as I'd sent it months ago... And the situation has gotten worse... But we should discuss this elsewhere." she says, gesturing for them to follow her as she gracefully walks out of the arena.
