"Mike... Mike... Someone wishes to speak with you." A voice called out from the edge of the field.

  Mike paused what he was doing and looked up to see it was Ornelle Wright. She was the oldest child of the family that he was staying at. He could see her large frame frame were he stood. Her towering hight made that easy enough.

  Mike lifted up his hoe and waved his hand, and started his walk over. Once he was over he looked up at her and gave a smile. Mike was 6'8" witch was tall back home in the USA, most of the locals were at lest a head shorter then him but Ornelle easily was a couple of heads taller them himself. She was a true giant in everyone's eyes.

  "Hi Ornelle whats this about someone." Mike was trying his best not to include modern English into is speech to not confuse people everytime he spoke.

  Ornelle noded "there is someone trying wanting to speak with you. He has some men with him and looked prepared for battle."

  Mikes eye widened hearing this wondering what did some like that want with him. "Prepared for battle you say. Well what dose he want exactly." Mike was hoping that Ornelle didn't just run off like she normally dose when someone from out of the village comes around. Having spent a year with her made Mike aware of her desire for adventure.

  "He didn't say much but he said he was wanting of the man that can cast light." Ornelle said.

  Hearing the words can cast light made mike uneasy a bit. This came from the fact that his phone survived the journey like his seeded as well as a small led flashlight and his emergency hand powered charger. He didn't think much of this but after a couple of weeks he used the flashlight to help find a hatchet that was dropped out in the dark, sense then he has earned the name of 'the man that casts light.'

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  "I understand lets make our way over." Mike said starting the short walk back to the village.

  As Mike and Ornelle waked into the village he could see a small group of men with shields gather Near the house he was staying at. "It looks like your mom has it opened up as an ale house today." Mike commented

  "Yes i was helping prepare the grain for a new batch when they showed up luckily we followed your advice last year or we wouldn't have had much stored before today." Ornelle spoke of how mike basically introduced a way of making bricks that he saw on y*utube and helped make some underground food silos.

  "They were surprised from how much we had to eat. So i hope they are to full to fight if thats what they want." Ornelle was just as nervous about this as Mike was.

  "If its a fight then they have to get past your father and brother's. As well as everyone here." Mike said.

  They approached the group of men and one of them raised a hand. The rest turned their attention to him with some holding a loaf of bread.

  "Are you the man that casts light." The man with his hand raised said. Mike nodded his head

  "Yes that is me. Im the man that cast light, He who fell from the stars, He who breaths fire." All these titles were given to him from the locals. They were used more as inside jokes then anything.

  "I see my i see your magic first hand." The group looked at mike but non seemed to be ready to draw a weapon so mike pulled out his flashlight and turned it on. It wasn't the first time some one came to the village to see his magic so he just kept his flashlight on him for demonstration.

  The LEDS lit up and the men looked at its unimpressive display. "The sun is so mighty that my power is nothing to it. But when night is here and the sun began its slumber my power is best seen."

  Mike hade just made that up on the spot but it was true, and it seemed to have made what mike believed to be there leader nod. "Im Oftfor, these are my friends. Im here because I had a vision. That a man of light is to be our guide in conquering the tower of twilight."