THE LAST HOBBIT'S

11 - Meat-Eating Animal Nest

...'He came down a steep cliff and then fell down. Beneath it is a sharp rocky ground.'...

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"An. He's gonna be okay, right?"

Countless number of times Sofia said that to the large creature beside her. The Elf girl was completely unable to calm down.

"I'll go down and catch up with them. Staying here makes me even more anxious!" Sofia jerks. He was just about to take down the road that Arslan was on when An hugged him from behind and picked him up.

"Yes! What the hell are you doing?! Lower me..!"

"No... Arslan. said..wait,"

"But we can't stay here! What if they're in danger and need help?!"

"Help... Arslan. right here,"

Sofia becomes upset, "How do we help Arslan if we just stay here? Stupid,"

".............."

"Yes! Lower me!" Sofia tries to rebel, but An's energy is stronger than hers. He was so upset that Arslan got him stuck with this big creature.

"Gosh, goddamn it." Sofia said, "Do you obey Arslan more than I do? Uhh! An, are you going to die? Unhand me! You big monster!"

"Sophia.. An.. wait... Arslan,"

"Well, Shit..!!"

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Arslan's leg slipped and almost fell down in shock with a scream. He is now in a very stressful situation.

Arslan doesn't know why he would do something like that. He should be in his home, living a quiet life and not being involved with the world.

"Great, I sought my own death..." Arslan muttered and took another step back. He had long since felt no tension where one wrong step he took, would instantly make him enter the death gate.

This condition made him recall some memories in the past, where he had also ventured like this, but with the spirit of youth. His figure who likes to challenge himself and has a dream to be strong, so as to get recognition.

The Hobbits are a race that avoids fighting, have gastronomy and farming, and love to live in peace. This race is timid and weak the art of fighting.

They are inversely proportional to the brave Dwarf Race, love adventure, experts in mining and making weapons. Even know the art of fighting.

Having the same physical character, but with different traits made the dwarf race much more recognizable than the hobbit race. It's just that there is one among the hobbits that does not have a character like his people. And that's Arslan Galie.

Arslan likes to learn new things, has a spirit of adventure, and does not even hesitate to learn from anyone, including if you have to learn from other races.

He is a cheerful person who likes challenges. But now it's all just part of the past. On Arslan's present face, that spirit had already faded into an expressionless face with eyes that looked as if it was tired to re-engage with the world.

".............."

Arslan exhaled. The bottom of the valley was still far down there and he began to be bothered by the wind pressure in this place.

If it does not hold strong, the wind can pull and make it fall between the hard and sharp rocks. The end of the history of course can be ascertained if it happens.

"Nature has come a long way, but I still have to catch up with her." Arslan took a breath and again took a foothold. His actions that went down the cliff without safety looked very scary.

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Arslan was shocked when the stone he had just stepped on fell. In addition, his hand slipped until his entire body now slid down very quickly.

Arslan's loud screams left Sofia and An far up there shocked. Sofia called out to Arslan, but there was no answer. The beautiful elf wanted to go down, but An was completely unwilling to let go.

Arslan himself did not know what to do. If this is still in his residence, he will not panic if it falls from a height because the leaves of the dracovudu tree are soft and painless mats.

But in this place... Down there are rocks with sharp sides. Hands can be hurt if not careful and Arslan's body is currently sliding at a pace that is not playful.

"I... Is it going to die?"

Just as he thought about it, Arslan's back hit something soft and left him shocked.

Around it were white black feathers and felt warm. Arslan immediately turned his body and was surprised to find himself landing on the back of a large animal.

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"Smuch a Rat's Tail..!?" Arslan was surprised not to play. He was on the back of a giant bird and it was of the meat-eating kind.

"Wine. So this place..."

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Natur's Pipits have apparently taken Arslan and his friends to the nest of the fiercest flesh-eating birds inhabiting the Elfenrasse region.

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Arslan watched the surroundings and also looked up. He could not hear his heart beating due to being too shocked. All around, including up there... There are many crows with long tails.

The creature's tail is similar to a rat's tail and is a mainstay weapon to attack prey or its own kind while fighting over territory.

Arslan has trouble swallowing. The bird he was riding carried him flying around steep hills. The only thing one can do at a time like this is accept the situation now.

Arslan noticed there were many holes in the cliff wall, including at the base of the hill. He also tried to find which hole Natur entered when his forehead shriveled because something was moving between his legs.

Arslan turned around and gasped at the tail of the crow he was riding. He moved and watched as the tail scratched the crow's back as if looking for something itchy among the dense fur.

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Arslan again avoided. He stood up and then ran, sometimes ducking and jumping. He knew that this bird was likely uncomfortable, as if he felt a tick crawling down his back.

The crow then issued a voice that made Arslan alert. The 130 cm tall young man walked to the neck of the crow with a plan.

"That's it," Arslan found the cave hole entered by Natur earlier. He did see Natur fly and was convinced that the blonde-haired teenager had entered the cave he was seeing now.

Arslan fists his fists together and when he is in the right position, he strongly slams his fists towards the neck of the crow while invoking a magic spell.

"Crepitus Forte!"

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Arslan's attack made the rat-tailed crow let out a loud noise, even to the surprise of his flock.

The next second, the bird fell down and hit the rocky ground firmly. Without being able to resist, the crow died instantly. His stomach was torn because it hit a pointed stone, as well as his neck and wings.

Arslan himself survived and immediately jumped down from the crow's body. He dashed into the cave with a gasp of breath.

Arslan tried to regulate his breathing. He slightly peeked and watched some crows descend. The large beasts swarmed his dead companion and without hesitation began to wear the carcass of his own companion. Arslan's heartbeat was now beginning to sound and was really strong, as if it was about to jump out of his ear.

"If they enter this place, then Natur and I will be in danger. But..." Arslan gulped and then took a breath. The chances of the birds coming in here are very small, they will definitely fly and look for food elsewhere.

"I must find Natur immediately and warn him. Sofia and An can also be in danger if they are spotted by the flock."

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