Tyranny of Steel

Hours had passed since Berengar and Tlexictli fell over the cliff ’s edge. Lying on the riverbed was the young German Emperor who awoke from his unconscious state with a sore head and a damp body. His first instinct was to look around him and survey his surroundings. The moment he finally gained clarity, he realized he was alone in the jungle, with nothing but his sword and a few loose bullets to keep him company.

After coming to this realization, he desperately searched for his compass, which he immediately realized was missing. It must have fallen out of his pouch when he was tumbling down the cliff, or so he thought. Berengar groaned as he stretched his legs, and rose from the riverbed, stretching his sore body to ensure that everything was still functional.

After confirming that he was miraculously uninjured, Berengar gazed off into the distance. Large wooded cliffs and a relatively narrow river surrounded him. Aside from that, all he could see was a waterfall in the distance. A single thought escaped his lips as he realized the precarious situation he was in.

”I am so fucked… ”

He had only one hope: find the woman he had fallen off the cliff with, and coerce her to lead him back to his camp. Unfortunately, she was not within his immediate vicinity, and it was entirely possible that she flowed down a different path in the river. With only one immediate landmark visible to him, Berengar headed to spring below the waterfall, hoping to find something of value.

Berengar marched for several hundred yards on the edges of the unknown river before arriving hat his destination, it appeared that God favored him. For the moment he approached the pond, he spotted the woman he had been chasing. There was visible pain on the woman ’s pretty face as she stretched her ankle and grunted in agony.

Berengar took a moment to thoroughly examine the native beauty. She was young, not even in her mid-twenties, and she had short brown hair in a style similar to a bob. She had an athletic frame which was stacked with muscle, with a defined six pack. Evidently, she spent a large amount of time engaging in physical fitness. Which was not surprising when he considered the fact that she was an Aztec jaguar warrior.

Other noticeable features were the red war paint that adorned her face and body. Which concealed her bare breast. If Berengar had to guess, she was sporting C cups, which were just the right size, in his opinion, for a fit woman like her.

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