Last part:) The next morning they set out once again, talking and joking as they went. Within a few hours they reached the beast's limpid lair. “It’s empty? We did not see it on the way here.. So where—” Aetolos was cut off by a mighty roar. They both whipped around, sure enough that is where the chimera was. It curled its lips and hissed with its lion head. It clawed at the two, missing. Ophelia grabbed her sword and shield. “Aetolos, here!” She threw him the shield. “You will need it more than me.” Ophelia yelled, turning to the giant beast she lunged towards the chimera stabbing it in the leg. This attack angered the beast, it turned and striked Aetolos. He did not ready the shield in time, and was hit. “Aetolos!” Ophelia wretched, attacking the beast with rage. She continuously attacked the monster, to no avail. “You wretched beast, you will pay for this!” Ophelia took a deep breath, conjuring the wind from the north. “I will not let you win, you vile creature.” She spat. The wind grew stronger, along with the wind snow entered the fighting ground. Before attacking again Ophelia positioned the shield so that nothing hit Aetolos. The wind and snow did not let up, Ophelia surrounded the chimera, hoping to freeze it to death. It still fought back, Ophelia gave the beast all the wind, snow, and ice she had. She took sharp breaths and slow movements, the only thing she could do was block attacks. She sighed, with no other way of prevailing she did something even her father was not capable of. She brought ice into the wind, along with snow, she mixed the two creating an ice and snow whirlwind. The chimera fell, the ice and snow coming down on it. Soon enough it had taken its final breath. Ophelia let the wind die out, the snow and ice along with it. She ran over to Aetolos, ripping some cloth off of her pant leg and wrapping his wound. “You will be okay Aetolos, I promise.” Aetolos looked at Ophelia, sitting up slightly. “I am not so sure about that…” “Come on, we will go back to the village. They can help heal your wounds.” Ophelia helped Aetolos up and they started back from where they came. Aetolos went along as he could, though it was at a very slow pace. Ophelia and Aetolos took several breaks, redressing wounds and getting rest. Soon enough they reached the village, Ophelia gave news of the foul beasts defeat then brought Aetolos to where he would receive treatment. Ophelia stayed in the village for a week or two, but began to get quite homesick. Upon returning to Agari Aetolos had lost consciousness and had yet to wake up. Ophelia did not want to leave with her friend in such a bad state, but she longed to climb back up the mountain. She decided to leave a note with her friend, along with a bottle full of wind that would bring a reply to the north wind’s abode. She climbed her way back up the mountain and resumed making irony. Her father was glad to see her, greeting her when she returned with a smile. A couple of months had passed, Ophelia received no reply to her note. She thought the worst had happened, “What if he did not make it..” Soon after she had this though, a strong gust of wind came from the direction of Agari. Sure enough a note came, she opened the note and read it: Ophelia, I hope this letter finds you well. I read your note and I am thankful, if not for you I do not think I would have lived. So thank you for that, the village is thriving now that that wretched beast is gone. You will have to come visit us soon, anyway I will leave this letter short. -Your friend Aetolos Ophelia read the letter, and immediately got some parchment and a writing utensil. Her reply was long, but is summed into this: Hello, Aetolos, I am glad you are doing better. Sadly I cannot come down the mountain anytime soon, as my father needs help around the house. I do not know when I will be able to come visit again, but I am sure I can come soon. -Ophelia By the time Ophelia had come to visit, she received news that Aetolos left Agari to go live in one of the bigger cities. The townsfolk said he wanted to help fight a war. Ophelia thanked them for informing her and climbed her way back up the mountain. When she got there she sat on one of the cliffs and uttered the words, “thank you Aetolos, for being my first friend.”
