Zectas Volume III: Malediction of Veneficatl Valley
children away."

Eldmar's face with stricken with sorrow.

"They have taken twenty-four children in the past week alone, and we only have 200 Warriors left."

Adder held onto Eldmar's shoulders and said.

"Don't worry. We're here now. The Centaurs aren't gonna take any more children. I'm sure Smoke will do his best to find those kidnapped children as well."

Eldmar looked to Smoke with pleading eyes.

"Will you help us find the children?"
     
    + Quest: Find the Kidnapped Children of Condortl
    Search & Rescue Quest
    Level: B

    Eldmar asks for your help in finding the captured children by the Centaurs.

    Accept the Quest? [YES/NO]
    "Of course I will. We're talking about children here. How could I possibly say no to that?"
    * * * * * * 
    Smoke asked his men to help out with the repairs, while he began setting up a trap for the Centaurs. He took out his Digger's wand and created a trench around the village. He made sure that the trench was deep enough so the Centaurs couldn't leap out of it.

With his Earth Manipulation ability, he created a thin layer of earth over the wide trench and camouflaged it. He could have placed spikes inside the trenches, but he still needed to ask the Centaurs about the children's location. He also wanted to find out why the 'peace loving' Centaurs were kidnapping children in the first place.

Smoke then proceeded to fortify and increase the height of the walls around Condortl. He also made the front gates wider. He wanted to lure the Centaurs to use the main entrance.

As Smoke inspected the village, he found a young boy practicing with a rope and a massive sword. The boy threw the rope over the pole and ran towards the pole with his sword.

The boy's weapon was much bigger than himself that it reminded Smoke of Adder's gigantic double bladed sword Blitzsturm.

The nine year old boy held onto the sword with both his hands and swung at the wooden pole that was shakily erected on the ground. The boy was barely able to do a proper swing, but his eyes shone his determination.

"Hey, you be careful. You could hurt yourself with that."

The boy froze for a split second when he saw that it was Condortl's savior who was talking to him. He immediately bowed down to the DarkElf.

"It is an honor to serve under you, lord Smoke."

"Serve? Don't tell me you're planning on joining the Warriors when the Centaurs come?"

"That's right. I have been training hard. It has been a week since I started and I can tell that I've improved."

Smoke smiled at the young boy. He reminded him of Donny's confidence and optimism.

"What's your name?"

"It's Tracas."

"Tell me, Tracas. Where's your father? Shouldn't he be teaching you the way of the sword and not just hacking randomly on this pole?"

Tracas bit his lips as it began to quiver.

"My father died on the first day the Centaurs came. They killed him before they took my sister Pris."

Smoke gave him a hug and Tracas tried to pull away.

"That's why I've been training day and night with my father's sword. I plan on killing the Centaurs and taking my sister back."

Smoke saw the bloodstains on the boy's hands. It was from hitting the wooden pole for almost a week.

"I see, but in order to train properly you also need to rest. If you like I can teach you how to fight with a sword? But not until you've healed your hands."

Smoke took out a bandage from his backpack window and applied First Aid on the Tracas' hands.

"Alright, now why don't we join the others and have some tasty stew."

Smoke led Tracas to the temporary kitchen that Ichaival created. He asked Vijaya to take care of Tracas while he proceeded with his preparations for the Centaurs.

With his Earth Manipulation ability, Smoke created a fortified tower at the center of the village. He planned on having the non combatants and children inside the tower.

After the completion of the tower, he went back to where Tracas was.

"Listen, I know you aren't done

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