Lynch stopped in his tracks, looking at the person behind him blocking his path. Priest Kuboert was donned in an elf's chain armor, still holding his ceremonial Hard Head Hammer, smiling at the Mage.
"We are the only two humans in this forest," Priest Kuboert said. "I can't think of any reason why we shouldn't fight side by side."
Lynch waved his magic wand and said, "I think, Priest, you should stay at the Holy Mountain. From what I know, Priest Pate, who became the Main Priest, spends much more time on rituals than on battles. You're too old for intense combat."
"I don't think so," Kuboert responded. "When I was young, I was already at the forefront of the fight against evil. And my skills haven't deteriorated at all." With that, he caressed Pate's Holy Emblem hanging from his neck. "Besides, the Light God is with me."
"I hope it's as you say," Lynch said. "Where did you get that armor? I don't think the elves of Heather would allow guests like you to join a battle."
