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The Hunter and the Templar	By : BurneHazard Category: +A through F > Diablo III Views: 6473 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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            It probably would have been a very nice day had it not been for the prevalent atmosphere of death, fear, and despair. At was what made the land so dark. Still, gloomy or not, the hunter had timed her escape practically perfect. Even with death all around them, the commoners were sticking to their time-honored tradition of eating midday meal. There were only a few villagers visible as Killashandra left the inn and they were the merchants.
            As her apparent balance of bad fortune to good would have it, she did not see Haedrig at his forge. Even spending just a few days in the village had shown her that the man was always at his trade to try and improve or repair the weapons used in the defense of the village as well as making armor for the defenders. Of course he could not always be visible working out front either.
            Entering the smithy, she paused to listen. The roar of the forge and the great bellows that were operated by crude machinery prevented her from discerning much. Knocking would also be useless. Her call was loud but when there was no answer, she began to look around to see if Haedrig was in the very back where he kept a meager stockpile. Nothing.
            Just as she turned to leave with the intent to ask one of the present villagers where she could find him, she crashed into a solid and noisy object. Said object also staggered a little but suffered less. Killa's arm jolted in agony, reminding her to stop hitting it. Rather than cradle it, her free hand jerked the crossbow from her hip up to aim. It was fortunate that Kormac had at least learned how to give her space.
            "Would you stop that?!" Killa shouted at him.
            The templar glared even as she pulled her arm back to aim the weapon to the ceiling instead of his head. "Don't blame me for everything!" he fired back.
            Growling to herself (even if she could barely hear it), she lowered the crossbow to glance at it. There was not enough light in the forge though for her to check the string. Heading to the door, she twisted her body to slide past the armored hulk still making himself a nuisance. Once in better light she examined the weapon and carefully returned it to her hip. It would not have done any harm to the templar even if she had fired given the loading mechanism was still jammed.
            "Hunter, wait."
            Pausing, she shot a glare over her good shoulder at him. Kormac's own glare mirrored hers as he drew up to stand beside her.
            "I've wasted enough time as it is, so say whatever you've to say and be done with it," she snapped.
            Kormac took a deep breath and released it. Since both of them had tempers burning high, he reigned his in...although it took effort.
            "Look, hunter," he started. Halting, he found himself grunting and shaking his head. "Killashandra, I'm sorry about your arm, and your armor, and for getting in your way just now. It was my fault. I...I haven't ever fought with someone." Realizing what that sounded like, he stuttered, "A-at least, not someone using a bow. I mean, attacking from a distance. I didn't mean to...your arm. I shouldn't have taunted that creature."
            Killa stood still and just studied the man before her. The longer she listened, the more she felt her own temper cool down to a bubbling simmer. And the longer she studied Kormac, the more she realized something else about his behavior--and her own. Primarily, how childish she had been acting about the entire affair.
            "Thank you." Sighing, she shook her head. "But it is not just you who need apologize. I lost my temper when I should have known better than to aim it toward you. I am more angry at myself than I am at you."
            Now it was his turn to let his temper bleed away as he stared at the woman, who continued.
            "I have worked hard to get where I am. I am very proud of my abilities and my skills. That pride was hurt more than my arm. Even with you charging around and distracting me from my targets, I should have been able to adapt. Instead, I stood there rather than move as I should have to get another line of sight. This is as much my fault as it is yours."
            Looking at Kormac again, she squared her shoulders as much as possible without jolting her arm. "I will accept your apology if you accept mine." Then she offered him her free hand.
            Reaching out, he took it for a firm shake. "Agreed."
            Nodding, she let her arm fall back to her side and moved forward again. It was not surprising when he walked along beside her. Despite the swallowing of her pride, Killa felt like bristling at his proximity. Before she could say anything else, he was speaking again.
            "There's one other matter I want to speak of since we're not snapping at one another. You saved my life. And I know, you did not set out to do so. Intended or not, I owe you a debt for that. And I intend to repay you it."
            Dread settled coolly in Killa's stomach as she paused to look at the templar again. He immediately faced her.
            "Our goals are still the same. To bring an end to evil and destroy demons. And even if my first attempt did injure you, by all that is holy, I swear that it shall not happen again! Since my actions led to your injury, let me serve as your arm's replacement. Let me fight with you and repay my debt!"
            "I really don't think this is going to work..." she began.
            "By my honor, I swear this! I must repay this debt," he pushed with flare that only made his voice rise.
            Killa only covered her face with her free hand and groaned.
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