Kyle and Samson left the path and entered the forest.
On their way, Samson explained a couple more words in order to tell Kyle one sentence.
"We alone today. Team tomorrow," Samson said.
"Understood," Kyle answered in fantasy language.
A moment later, Samson extended his hand to indicate that Kyle should stop.
Kyle was a bit confused, but then he heard the very subtle sound of something moving through the underbrush.
Something inside of Kyle told him that this thing was not harmless.
"You strong how?" Samson asked.
Kyle smiled awkwardly.
"I fight no. Yesterday no. Yesterday yesterday no. Yesterday yesterday yesterday no. No. No. No. Strong no," Kyle explained.
Samson's eyebrows rose.
Was that supposed to mean that he had never fought something?
"Narvonian worm you kill," he asked.
"Yes. Narvonian worm strong. I no strong," Kyle said with embarrassment.
Samson looked at Kyle incredulously.
"How kill?" he asked.
"Narvonian worm attack. I..." Kyle said as he made the motion of a man running away. "Narvonian worm attack. Tree. I head. I attack." He pointed at his eye. "I..."
"Run," Samson said, giving him the word for running.
"I run. I throw... small blood body. I attack. No see. Narvonian Worm no see."
"Narvonian Worm attack I leg. I attack head. Narvonian Worm dead."
Kyle decided to skip the entire part with the wolves since that would make it unnecessarily complicated to explain.
Samson looked at Kyle with furrowed brows.
Meanwhile, Kyle felt quite embarrassed.
It was like he had lied on his CV, and when he actually had to do the job, the boss realized that his employee actually wasn't qualified.
Samson expected an experienced warrior but only got someone who had dumb luck.
Samson sighed.
"You learn," he said. "Earn money."
Kyle felt quite guilty and nodded repeatedly. "I learn."
"You learn now," Samson said.
Kyle became a bit nervous.
"Kill," Samson said as he pointed in the direction of the rustling. "Dangerous head. Back safe. Head dangerous. Understand?"
"Attack back. Run head," Kyle answered with a nod.
Samson nodded back.
Then, Samson handed Kyle a long knife.
'That doesn't look like a weapon,' Kyle thought as he looked at the knife. 'This looks more like a tool.'
Kyle smiled sheepishly before pointing at Samson's sword.
Samson raised an eyebrow before taking his sword off with its sheath.
Then, he handed it to Kyle.
Kyle took it and...
BANG!
The sword hit the ground.
'Fucking! Why is this thing so fucking heavy?!' Kyle thought as he slowly lifted the sword with both of his arms.
"Understand?" Samson asked as he took his sword back.
"Understand," Kyle answered as he took the knife.
'Holy shit. How is he swinging that thing around?! That thing is ludicrously heavy!'
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