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After I left Adrian and the others, I warped back to Terra to Beardy's old lab and changed into my human form. On an old stand in the corner is some old mismatched armour with a sword and mace, they're all still in pristine condition even after centuries of no use.

Old Swirly thought I would need these one day, I told him he was the mad one as my magic is second to none... I guess after all these years, he was right.

I slowly take each piece off the stand and put the armour on. The left boot is a dark brown and the left thigh plate is a lighter brown. The right boot's toe cap is white while the rest along with the thigh plate is green. My chestplate is a chocolate brown as well as each pauldron, though the left pauldron is an eagle’s head and the right is a lion’s. My left gauntlet is a bright yellow while my left biceps plate is the same colour as my chestplate, and my right gauntlet and biceps plate are a tan colour.

Finally my helmet is a light grey with two replicas of my horns on top, the visor also hides my eyes and face so all anyone can see while it's on is an empty darkness. There's also two white feathers where my eyebrows would be going off to the sides.

After putting on my helmet, I pick up both of my weapons. The mace is a hot pink colour and has eight different shaped blades facing in different directions, and when it hits someone, it'll sap their strength, as well as most likely breaking a bone or lacerating them in the process. Swirly mostly came up with the sapping idea against armoured targets, so while in case it doesn't damage them, it'll weaken them.

My sword is like a Flamberge and a Kris due to its wavy warped looking blade. It has a powder blue blade, a cotton candy pink sausage shaped handguard and meatball pommel, and a pale green grip. Beardy got it enchanted for me with four different elven gems of four elements; fire, ice, lightning, and wind.

Next is my own personal camping gear. I do so love camping sometimes, while causing chaos and pranks is all well and good, some time to just unwind and relax is just what I need. I really need to visit the Jewelementals near Terra's core again someday.

Unknown to the rest of the world, another race lives near the planet's core with their own culture, language, and civilisation. They're a people made of a variety of living gemstone and don't age, and none of them are male or female as they are asexual. Their voices are pleasant to listen too as well, like the tone you get when you circle the rim of a half empty wine glass of water. Nice people, I really must say hi sometime again.

Once my equipment is all checked and equipped, I grab a large bag of very old gold coins. While most of them are ancient, they're still valid currency. Next I take my old bag of infinite holding, it's just basically a portal in the bag to my own personal storage dimension. With my gear and gold ready, I snap my fingers and appear on the outskirts of Elysium.

With a smile on my face and a spring to my step, I merrily skip down the road and whistle a tune as I approach the now open main gates.

I even notice a couple of orcs leaving the city with some books and materials. I got some... okay, a lot of odd looks as I pass the gate guards who raise an eyebrow at me.

Ignoring them, I continue on to the market area and start buying supplies for my trip. While I mainly feed off of the magic from Terra, I won’t be able to when I come into range of the cyclops, but some food or potions are infused with mana which I can feed from. So I buy some mana potions and food to munch on on my way to get to Harmony and for the trip back.

"I'd also like six of those delightful looking tarts my dear," I ask the young human woman who appears to be in her mid twenties behind the small stall. Her hair is a light brown colour and goes to the middle of her back and her eyes are a deep green, she's also a bit scrawny looking as well. It would seem like she's having a hard time if her cheap but clean clothes and the old condition of the cart stall is any indicator. Also might explain why she isn't getting many customers.

But despite her poor appearance, the food she has for sale looks expertly made, well cared for, and well packaged. I can't help but pick up a small scone, lift my visor up, and take a bite out of it. Oh my, she's as good, if not better than Miss Pie is at making confectioneries.

"Hmmm, I also take ten of these as well," I tell her making her frown at me for eating one before paying for it.

She timidly does so and wraps them all up in a sheet of paper and then looks up at me.

"That'll be one silver and twenty copper please," she says shyly. Oh the poor dear could give sweet little Fluttershy a run for her bits.

I can't help but smile. I fish through my gold and take out twenty gold coins and place them in four piles of five on the stall.

She stares at them wide eyed and looks back to me. "This is too much, S-Sir!" she tells me looking confused.

"Don't worry about it, my dear. Keep the change, these are well worth it," I reply with a slight bow. I put a preservation spell on them and place my baked goods into my pack.

She hesitantly collects the gold and tears start to form in her eyes. "T-Thank you..." she says and quickly deposits them under the stall.

"Think nothing of it. After I finished my task, I may return for a few more, I know a mar... someone who would adore these," I reply.

She smiles slightly and bows to me. "Thank you, I hope you succeed in your task good, Sir Knight," she tells me.

I can't help but chuckle, but the feeling of malicious intent directed towards us silences me. "I hope so as well, going up against a cyclops alone is not an easy task," I tell her making her go wide eyed and gasp.

Before she can say anything, I snap my fingers and turn invisible with a slight poof of smoke, startling her and others watching nearby. I float up into the air and look around for the source, I spot three men in shady looking cloaks near an alley just radiating ill intent. They're all looking at the young baker girl with grins and glancing at each other before stepping deeper into the alley.

'Well, well ,well. Seems there are a few rats infesting the streets. Looks like Harmony can wait for an extra day,' I think to myself and lay back on the air and keep watch.

I idly snack on a scone as time passes, by the heavens this has to be the best thing I've ever tasted, not even Celestia's personal cake baker can compare to this. The market starts to pack up as night approaches. The young woman sighs and starts packing up, only two other people purchased a couple of things from her. But she doesn't seem to mind as she picks up a small tin from under the stall and smiles at it. I smile as well as a tear drops from her face before she puts it back and starts to pull the old cart stall back to her home I would guess.

My attention is brought back to the alley as those same three men slink out and tail the girl while avoiding any patrolling guards. I frown and follow after them. The girl arrives at a small and old but still strong looking three room house and pulls the cart into a large shed next to the house. She locks the shed and carries the tin and remaining baked goods into her home and closes the door.

The three men wait for a few hours nearby before making their move. They sneak up to the house around the back and one of them starts picking the lock. I phase through the house's wall and glance around; there's small handmade knick-knacks around but there's barely any furniture, although there is a nice tidy, clean looking oven and fireplace with a cooking pot inside.

I spot a painting of an elderly women on the wall, most likely her mother or other relative. The woman enters the main room from what appears to be a sparse bedroom wearing a faded cotton nightgown. She looks up to the painting and smiles at it.

"I finally made some money today mother... I couldn't believe it, some strangely armoured but kind knight gave me twenty gold for just some food... I don't know why. But now I can finally fix my cart and get a better oven," she says and giggles. "I didn't even get his name..." she then says and sighs.

The sound of the back door's lock clicking open startles her and before she could react, the three men burst in and draw rusty looking daggers and swords.

"Alright, wench. Hand over the gold and we won't kill you," the middle man demands. The hood of his cloak obscuring his face, as well as his accomplices.

I scowl at him and stand in between them and the girl, still invisible. I can just feel his murderous intent as he has no intention of letting her live.

The woman shivers and just stares at them in fear. The middle man snarls and moves to grab her, but instead bumps into me nose first making him cry out in pain.

He backs off and I fade back into view with a neutral expression behind my visor.

The woman gasps. "Sir Knight?" she asks confused.

I turn my head and glance at her. "I'm sorry for the intrusion, my dear. But I have been watching over you since our encounter due to these three stalking you. If you wouldn't mind, please avert your eyes as I do not wish you to see this," I ask her politely, but with a grim tone interwoven as well.

She nodded and steps back and covers her face.

I turn back to the men and draw both my sword and mace.

"Who are you!? Where did you come from!?" the right man demands making me chuckle darkly.

"Would you believe if I said I was a god?" I reply with emotionless mirth.

That confuses them slightly before the left man cries out in anger and thrusts his dagger at me. I raise my mace and step aside, avoiding his attack. I then bring my mace down and right on his forearm, the bladed head of my mace tears through his muscle effortlessly, the weight and strength behind my blow shatters his bones and rips his arm off just below his elbow.

The scream of agony he lets loose makes me smile darkly while the woman screams in fright. While I detest killing, those who would kill another in cold blood just for a few bits of shiny metal tend to bring out the worst in me. That, and this woman reminds me too much of Fluttershy.

Before he could even writhe in pain, I swing again, this time at his head. The blow connects and his head pops like a water balloon, sending blood, bone, and brain all over the floor, his two companions, and the wall.

His two companions look on in shock and before they even react, I kick forward at the middle man, punting my pointed metal toe cap right in his family jewels and lifting him a good foot off the floor. He screams like a filly and I pull my boot out of his groin, where blood and a testicle drop to the floor.

He collapses and grasps his crotch, still screaming in pain and bleeding out. The last man finally reacts and bolts for the back door. I point my left hand at him and a barrage of silly string flies out and ensnares the man, he struggles as I pull him back in.

Once in front of me, I quickly stab him with my sword and kill him. I then follow it up by decapitating the man I kicked, silencing his cries of pain.

I turn around and see the woman huddled up in the corner covering her ears, eyes clenched shut, and crying. I frown sadly and with a snap of my fingers, I teleport the bodies over the dead sea to the south. I then clean the remaining mess making it look like nothing ever happened.

"You may open you eyes now, my dear. I have dealt with them," I tell her.

She hesitantly glances my way and sniffles, she then looks confused. "W-Where did they go?" she asks.

"I sent them away, they'll never bother anyone again," I reply and put my weapons away.

She quickly gets up and runs over to me and hugs me. "Thank you... I-I was so scared!" she says and cries again.

"You're safe now, I couldn't let anything happen to my new favourite baker now could I?" I tell her and pat her head gently.

She just hugs me quietly for a few minutes, sniffling as she calms down.

I carefully push her away and she looks up at me. I raise my visor and smile at her. "I must be off now, an old friend is waiting for me," I tell her making her nod.

I conjure a small simple plain bracelet made of polished silver and a small oval aquamarine set into it.

I hold it out to her making her look at it in confusion. "Should you need my help again, just press your finger onto the gem and call my name, I shall be there instantly," I tell her.

She takes it carefully and looks back up at me. "And w-what is your name, Sir Knight?" she asks me.

"It's Discord, my dear. And may I have yours?" I reply and ask.

She blushes slightly and smiles. "Clare... Clare Wittell," she replies.

"Well then, Miss Wittell. I shall now take my leave," I reply. Before leaving though, I take out another ten gold and hold it out to her. "For the trouble I've put you through, they wouldn't have even followed you if I didn't give you all that gold..." I tell her sadly.

She tears up again and gratefully takes the gold. She runs over to the table and picks up a few more baked goodies and holds them out for me.

"Please take these... they would be wasted otherwise," she tells me with a bright smile.

Seeing her happy brings a smile to my own face. I happily take the tasty treats and again preserve them before storing them in my pack of infinite holding.

"Please take care, Sir Discord," she tells me and I chuckle.

"I shall, my dear. Until next we meet, farewell," I reply and snap my fingers, warping away.

I reappear in a large dead forest. The leaves and greenery long since deceased due to the cyclops' aura sucking the magic out of the land in the area.

What makes a cyclops truly terrifying is that not only can they nullify nearby magic, they can feed off magic to survive and basically extend their lifespan, kinda like us Aspects. It's most likely why it has Harmony, it is siphoning the magic she gathers, and very likely starving her as well.

I frown at the depressing sight and look ahead to the large derelict castle further up the path. A large hole is in the side, no doubt the front door for the cyclops.

With a deep breath, I take out another scone and nibble on it as I make my way to the castle, I can already feel my magic being suppressed making me get serious. I'm now vulnerable and if I'm not careful, I can be killed.

With determination in my eyes, I trek along the dry road as the groaning of the forest of dead trees wail out as if in despair.

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