The Skull Warrior by Yajat Sharma (popular books to read txt) 📕

sea as well as land animals, flying creatures, and more. The Scavenger welcomed them and assigned them tasks as per their skillsets.

Everything was not going smooth, though. Lynx informed the Scavenger that the Oculus tanks could not be formed. The blueprints were in the primitive stage and couldn’t be utilized.

Also, the Dolphin King told the Scavenger that although they were with him till the last, many others from the massive army of sea animals had become afraid and decided not to help.

The Scavenger said to them, “I suggest some of you should go and try to persuade them. We can only try. Try to tell them about how we have energy serums, the help of the Gods and such a huge army.”

Lynx shrugged. “We can only hope that they arrive. Any help would be awesome.”

The Dolphin King agreed, and along with many flying creatures and sea organisms, he left to persuade his fellow friends.

Six weeks passed by in a jiffy. Eleven days were left until the arrival of the Skull Warrior’s army. The Scavenger, Lynx, the Gods and the children made their way to the building to check weapons and traps.

They entered a hall where some people were waiting for them, for the outfitting of the armour. The all-black armour looked cool.

A man started to explain.

“The armour has magical properties imbued in it,” he said, “which makes it very light.” He gave the Scavenger an armour to try on. The children tried them on too and were surprised at how light they were.

The man pointed to a table, on which lay various parts of the armour – the helmet, the breastplate, the leg casing, and more.

“There will be two swords hung on your back. The helmet will have many small knives.” He picked up one and, sure enough, knives were sticking out. “You want a knife, hold one and pull it out. Like this.”

The Scavenger was impressed by the demonstration.

The man continued, “The armour has retractable claws, which can tear through the opponent’s armour easily.” He pressed a button, and the claws appeared and disappeared. He pressed another button, and a ball of energy shot out from his palm, making a hole in the ground. “Magical orbs. They can dissolve the enemy’s armour easily. But remember one thing – once you press the button, it takes two seconds for the orb to leave your hand.”

The man pressed another button. A short sword emerged in his palm. “If your swords are disarmed, then you can press this button to get another one.”

The man pushed down on a button on the left side of the armour. A light blue shield emerged in front of his body. “Magical shield. Lasts for fifteen seconds, then has to cool down for ten seconds.”

The man then picked up the body of the armour, which consisted of the breast and the waist plates. “Made of highly resilient steel. No sword or any other melee weapon can break it.”

The man picked up the legs. “The legs and the hands and the back armour are equipped with small but sharp needles. There are also levitation properties imbued in the armour.”

James grinned. “Oh, yes!”

The man smiled. He pointed to two buttons on the knees. “Press these and in-built blasters will launch you into the air. You move by leaning in the direction you want to go. It can, however, only sustain for about fifteen minutes, before it has to cool down for a minute. There are holsters in the waists for Oculuses. There are also grenades hanging from the belt.”

The man took a breath. “And finally, there are tubes full of the energy serum hanging from the belts. As soon as any warrior needs the energy serum, he would just need to pick a bottle out and drink from the bottle.”

“Well, it is terrific,” Matt said. “I think the energy serum in bottles rather than tubes are easier to consume. There isn’t any doubt that we are winning the war.”

The Scavenger glared at Matt. “Don’t get over-confident.” Then, he turned towards the man who had shown them the armour. “The armour is amazing. You have done great work.”

The man bowed. “It’s my honour.”

“Make sure you construct enough armours for everyone in the Castle,” the Scavenger said. “Now, don’t let us keep you. Go on.”

They left and went to check on the traps. The Scavenger was disappointed and grew impatient after being informed that the traps were not ready. The trap architects requested a couple of days more, which the Scavenger had to grant reluctantly.

They moved ahead and inspected the weapons. The Scavenger appeared satisfied with the progress.

Suddenly, a messenger came and informed about a gathering in front of the Castle gate. The Scavenger found that a group of fifty warriors was standing outside the big gate. The Scavenger brought them inside the Castle and talked with the leader, Heth.

“Where have you come from?” the Scavenger asked.

“From the White City,” Heth replied.

The Scavenger nodded at once, but seemed surprised. “Oh, yes. We were wondering why warriors from the White City hadn’t come. But why are you so few, given the huge population of White City?”

“It’s our King,” Heth said worriedly. “He is scared stiff of the Skull Warrior and is acting foolishly. He doesn’t want to risk the lives of our people by sending them to help you. We are the only ones who dared to escape from the city and come here.”

The Scavenger thought for a while. “I appreciate your courage. Please rest. Don’t worry. I will try and convince your King.”

Heth nodded and left with his band of warriors.

“What is the White City?” James asked.

“It’s the biggest city with the most powerful warriors,” the Scavenger said. “If we get their help, it will be mightily beneficial.”

The Scavenger acted at once and called for a Unicorn. He sent him to go to the White City and convince the King. The Unicorn shot off at lightning speed.

“There he goes,” the Scavenger said. “He will be back in an hour, at