Into The Rift

Counter-Raid

(A/N: Hello mates, Viking here. Been a while, eh? No worries, because I was updating another book in Wattpad, hence why I didn't update this book for almost a while. Anyway, enjoy your read and comment down below if you have any thoughts about this chapter, and make sure to point out any mistakes if there are any nearby. With that said, I hope you enjoy it.)

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Somewhere in the forest, Vanoss, Brock, Nogla, and the imprisoned bandit began their trek towards the Bandit Tribe's home base. Vanoss and Brock kept their eyes on the woman while Nogla held a rope that bound the woman to them. They were on high alert, especially since they left Scotty and Delirious behind in the village for additional protection.

"The camp is about an hour away from here," Apprentice Bandit said. "You'll see it almost immediately."

"Huh, you're much more compliant than earlier," Vanoss commented.

"That's because my life's on the line by you fuckers," she growled.

"Fair point," Vanoss shrugged.

"Hey, go fast'r. We're not gonna get there if you keep laggin' like that," Nogla said as he tugged on the ropes of the bandit.

"Quit it, asshole!" she yelled as she struggled to tug back.

"Don't you fuckin' talk back at me, missy," Nogla said in a small accent. "I have da rope in dis' relationship."

"Wha-hat? Haha, why the fuck are you suddenly southern?" Vanoss laughed.

"Why his accent changed? What do you mean by relationship? Nogla, aren't you married?! " Brock tried his best not to chuckle.

"Wha-shut da fuck up, Brock!" Nogla yelled out as Vanoss and Brock laughed at his dismay.

"Ahaha, I can't wait 'till Delirious hears this," Brock snickered.

"Oh my fuckin' God..." Nogla muttered.

"Ha, just, heh, just calling out random bullshit out of nowhere," Vanoss said.

"Ugh, you guys are such cunts," Nogla groaned.

Apprentice Bandit kept her eyes on the group, still wary from the events before. Even when her leg was completely healed from the injury she sustained, she still felt massive fatigue, and the journey that took them a while didn't help in the slightest.

Vanoss immediately notice how the woman walked and decided to call for her attention.

"You alright?" he asked, to which the woman turned in his direction.

"I-I'm fine," she stuttered, trying to hide the ever-growing pain from each step.

"You don't look fine," Vanoss flatly before sighing. "Alright, how about we take a quick rest stop for now."

"Finally!" Nogla yelled out. "I could actually take a piss now!"

"Wait, how long have you've been holding it?" Brock asked.

"Just recently," Nogla said.

"Okay, if anyone needs to use the restroom now just head to the nearest tree," Vanoss said.

"Who's gonna watch her?" Brock asked, pointing towards their captive.

"Either you or me," Vanoss shrugged. "Assuming that you're gonna use the "restroom" as well?"

"Actually, yeah. Now that you've mentioned it, I do need to use it," Brock said.

"Alright, we'll wait," Vanoss said, leaning next to a tree with the bandit sitting on the ground near him.