A phantasy script.

The third script of A phantasy story.

As the Old Man says this he raises his eyebrows then walks through the room to the next room. The other four hunters look at each other in puzzlement and then follow the Old Man into the final room of Mine 1. 

Within the room, two Garanz await at the back. 

Garanz, and Baranz, are both robotic guards of the Mines that have high caliber missiles and armour that, when destroyed, reveals more cannons on the Garanz/ Baranz allowing the robot to fire more rounds at its target/s.

O. M: Well, let us see something for a minute.

As the Old Man says this, he walks into the centre of the room and stands still. Suddenly, the two Garanz become aware that the Old Man is within their vicinity and move towards him. The Old Man then draws out his newly gifted weapon, SINOW BLUE/RED ARMS, and then leans forwards; as though he was bowing to his foe. 

The Garanz both stop, take aim, and fire at the Old Man.

F. N: NO!

G. M: Fylec! Calm yourself. The Old Man knows what he is doing. Also, prepare for secondary fire off of the Garanz.

Berd: Uh, secondary fire?

Jokesum: The Garanz are more than likely to fire at us while they are firing at the Old Man.

As the missiles fire towards the Old Man, he is seen slicing and swiping with all four arms of his weapon; protecting himself from all angles. A well predicted plan. And, just as General Mood had said, the Garanz secondary fire shoot at the four hunters not within the vicinity of the Garanz.

Berd: This is quite a decent enemy. I mean, okay, the Sinow's were quite quick and nimble and a pain to kill. But, once you get the hang of them Sinow's are relatively easy to kill. These, the Garanz, are more how do I put this they're more unknown.

O. M: Do any of my fellow hunters want an up and close look at the Garanz? We're almost done here.

Jokesum: That can't be right. Can it Mood?

G. M: Unless I'm truly mistaken, the new weapon that you have given the Old Man, creates a barrier and a weapon at the same time. Therefore, the missiles that are being fired at him are being bounced back at the Garanz.

F. N: So, why is it that this fight takes so long?

O. M: (shouting) THIS WOULD MAINLY BE BECAUSE I AM QUITE A LOW LEVEL FORCE, THEREFORE, THE DAMAGE DONE BY ME, TO THE GARANZ, IS ALOT LESS THAN IF IT WERE GENERAL MOOD OR JOKESUM.

Suddenly, a low thrumming sound is heard around the room that the hunters and Garanz are in. Then, the thrumming stops and all that is heard is a metallic scrapping sound, like something being unscrewed by metallic claws.

Jokesum: Fellas, I think something very bad is going to happen. (Shouting) OLD MAN! Get back here with the rest of us please!

O. M: (shouting) AS GOOD AS DONE JOKESUM!

G. M: This cannot ever be good, Fylec. It appears as though there is something trying to get into the room, from beneath.

F. N: Berd! Did you bring any Moon Atomisers?

Berd: Uh, yeah. I bought them out of the shop didn't I?

Jokesum: That's good to hear.

The Old Man moves swiftly back to the entrance of the room and to his comrades just as the floor to the room, in the centre, explodes to the ceiling. 

The Garanz that was in the centre of the room are smashed into the sides and ceiling of the room as what emerges from the floor settles into the centre of the room in front of the hunters.