The Resistance
Chapter One
Rusl grunted as Ashei pushed him back with her sword, ending their practice battle.
"Wow, Rusl! That time you nearly beat me!" Ashei laughed, sheathing her sword and giving Rusl her hand. Rusl took it and heaved himself up, sighing.
"I'll never get better at this, Ashei, and you know it!"
"Don't give up hope," Shad smiled, looking up from his book and slamming it shut. "Not everyone is born with the talents they want, but you'll learn,"
Rusl glared at his friends before dragging an arm across his forehead. The sun was burning down and Rusl thought his brains would broil if he spent anymore time in the sun.
"Let's go inside," Rusl suggested. "I feel like I'll melt if we stay here any longer,"
"Race you guys to the bar!" Ashei yelled, hardly giving the other two a chance to ready themselves. "3... 2... 1... go!" And then she was off, Rusl and Shad trying to keep up with her pace. By the time they'd reached the east entrance to Castle Town, they were all panting like dogs, all unable to move further.
"Gosh... who knew... running a couple... of meters could... tire you... out... so fast?" Ashei said between huffs. Rusl groaned in pain, holding his side.
"Stitch," he said, still gasping for air.
"Let's go and get some drinks from the bar," Shad reminded them of their previous plan. They all dragged themselves up the stairs and through Castle Town to the bar that Telma's parents owned.