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The Battle Wizard Chap 3:
The Two Blades
It was a lonely day for Mark. After the last bandit encounter, things were getting dull. One reason was because they had been heading in a direction opposite of Caelin for two days, and the other was because things were SO boring. Before he met Lyn, and before his Gray Blade started to flash, he always loved to just walk into a bandit's camp and tease them. When they got angry and attacked him, he just used his aura tome and killed them all with a ball of glowing, shining, fire. Now in his weakened form, he felt so weak. He looked at his sword and thought he saw a small red streak of electricity go through the gray blade that was glowing white from time to time. As he went and examined the sword closer, he found there was nothing.
'Must be a trick of light,' Mark thought. Yet there was one other time this happened before…..
On that day, Mark set off with a small brigade of 500 men to crush the 2000 rebels that had burned down the home he had. As he met the rebel troops, he started by having his knights out in front, shielding the rest of his men from the arrows and shooting the rebels with arrows of their own. After the rebels started charging, he had his mages hit them with Bolting tomes and monks with Purge. Mark then had the cavaliers charge armed with longswords, cutting down enemy infantry. The enemy started to retreat, and Mark was on the offensive. After another 3 similar battles with similar results, the enemy was getting frustrated. They took villagers and held them as hostages and asked Mark to retreat or they would slaughter them. But Mark was beside himself, instead of giving in, he ordered his archers to shoot them first so they wouldn't be distractions in the next battle.
The last battle soon took place and Mark breached the rebel castle's gates. His superior troops destroyed the enemy. All that was left was their leader and his assistant.
Mark wanted to face them alone; he wanted revenge so much, that he felt like his was going to explode. As he approached the throne, the leader's assistant ambushed him, but easily took him out using a Light Brand. Then he saw the Gray Blade and unsheathed it. He immediately felt his magical strength increase critically. Then he saw the man behind all of this, the rebel leader, Harold. Mark felt great fury flowing from his veins to the Grey Blade as if it were transforming his anger into energy.
"Please! Let me go! We have plenty of treasure in our troves, take them all if you'd like! Look! I have a son; he's only 5 years old! Come here Narshen!" Harold called. A blond boy came out looking scared and on the verge of tears. As the boy came out, he came up to Mark and went down to his knees. Mark was just starting to feel some pity until the boy took out a dagger and stabbed him with it. Mark kicked the boy so hard, he flew out of the room. The father then took out his own Runesword and tried to hit him with it's dark magic but it missed. That was when the Gray Blade gave a red stream of electricity that seemed to match Mark's anger. It shocked and destroyed the ground and the Runesword with it and pushed back the man against a pillar, knocking him out. After that shockwave, Mark felt very weak and almost fainted. He ran and got the men to accost Harold. Mark's mind then took another turn before he lost all control of his body and ran into the nearby forest, soon he ran out of energy since he had lost a lot of blood from his dagger wound.
He awoke to find a lavender-haired girl watching over him. She seemed to be very shy and quiet. Her hair was also so long, that it even touched the floor while she was sitting in her chair. From the staves on the table, Mark managed to perceive that she had healed his wounds.
"Thank you lady, may I ask your name?" Mark inquired, only half conscious.
"...Sophia, I'm sorry, but... I'm not very good at healing..." she replied.
"Th…Thank you, Sophia." Mark managed to get out before losing consciousness again.
"We're here everybody!" Lyn shouted. Mark could see some sort of shrine in the background. Sain was falling asleep on his horse before he heard Lyn's shout and fell off of it.
"Are we headed toward the shrine Lady Lyndis," questioned Kent, he had been dutiful and quiet the whole journey.
"Yes, all Sacaean nomads pray to the Mani Katti shrine before they take leave on any long journey," Lyn explained.
"Ah! How quaint!" Sain exclaimed. He was now back to attention but didn't notice the drool on his armor.
"Yes, it is good to know that even in our continent, there are still people paying attention to the old customs," remarked Kent. They approached the shrine until a teenage woman with brown hair that reached to her shoulder approached them seeming very panicky. She tripped when she got to them.
"May we help you, miss," asked Kent.
"Yes, how may we help you, beautiful maiden," Sain asked while helping her up to her feet.
"Please, bandits are raiding the altar, they plan on stealing the Mani Katti!" the woman said. She was so nervous that she did not notice the strange look Mark was giving her, for Mark recognized her from Ilia.
"We've got to stop them! Mark, we need a plan!" Lyn said. At the mention of that name, the brown haired woman looked up and saw the man she was referring to and recognized him from Ilia.
'The Battle Wizard! How awkward it is for him to see me trip and lose my nerve like that…' she thought to herself. She last saw him in Ilia one year ago.
"Very well, come, first we must get this girl to safety. In the meantime, we shall question the villagers. Split up!" Mark ordered. Sain and Kent hurried to question the villagers. Lyn continued to go east to make sure the bandits are kept busy as more information was gathered. That left Mark alone with the girl.
"Mark…nice to see you again. But what are you doing here?" she asked.
"It's good to see you to May, but this is not the time. Go to a nearby inn and I will come for you later, alright?" Mark left to join Lyn. When he got to Lyn, she, Sain, and Kent were fending off a few bandits that were using the hills to their advantage while attacking them. Mark used Lightning and got them out of their hiding place so that Sain and Kent could pierce them with their lances.
"Mark! We found out that there is a weak part of the wall that can be broken with a bit of force, it should be located right there!" Sain reported.
"Hmm. Good job Sain," then Mark focused on the part of the wall that was rumored to be weaker that the other. He cast Lightning on that section of the wall and broke it into pieces. With that, Sain and Kent charged in at their full speed plowing any enemy troops that dared step in their way. While the lackey bandits were being taken care of, Lyn went and faced the leader of the group.
"How dare you stand in my way! I am Glass; even the gods fear my name. You can't stop me!" His words were cut short as Lyn sliced him across the waist, dodged the counter-attack, and finished him off with a blow to the neck.
"Excuse me, but are you the ones that stopped those men from desecrating our sacred temple?" the priest of the altar asked.
"Lyn, I will take my leave, meet me at the village nearby, I will checkup on that girl," and so Mark left Lyn talking to the priest.
"Yes, my name is Lyn, and these men are Sain and Kent."
"Ah… really, as a thank you, I will allow you to touch the Mani Katti while making your prayer." The priest said.
"Really! Thank you, we are grateful!" Then Lyn stepped up to the altar and touched the Mani Katti. But when she did, it started to glow.
"What's happening?" she pulled her hand away, in the meantime, actually managing to draw the sword from the altar. Something that was said never to be able to happen until it's rightful owner came.
"Hmm, it appears that you are the rightful owner of the Mani Katti," the priest confirmed. The whole room was lit with the Mani Katti's light. Lyn was in awe.
Meanwhile, Mark had made it back to the village and went searching for May. When he got to the inn though, he found that she had disappeared, so he went searching for her. And found her in an alley, cornered by a couple of men that were slowly approaching her with grins on their faces.
"Mark, help!" she cried. The men turned towards him.
"What are you going to do, leave us alone with the girl or get slaughtered," threatened the rouges. Poor men, Mark wasn't himself at that moment. He drew the Grey Blade, but instead of seeing grey, it was a scary crimson red with streaks of gray electricity running through it. The red was the same color of Mark's eyes.
"Come here, May," Mark ordered. The two men were so mesmerized by Mark that they simply let her. They also found that they couldn't move. Mark then unleashed the power he was charging in his blade with an inhuman roar. The shockwave was the color of the blade and it destroyed everything in the alley, the men didn't have a chance.
He led May back to the inn so she could settle down.
"Thank you, Mark. That was the second time you've saved me, thank you. But how did you do that, it seemed almost as if you weren't human or something." she asked, concerned.
"I'm sorry, I cannot tell you now, but I promise I will when I learn more about it… I'm sorry if I scared you, but please don't tell Lyn or the others about this until I learn more, thank you. Now what were you doing out of the inn." Mark asked. He was very tired and wanted nothing more than to sleep right there. But he decided to listen to May's story first.
"Well, the only magic I can use, as you know, is staves, and I thought I should buy a few since I left all of mine at the altar. So I left and those two rogues saw me and… well chased me across town. I tried to lose them, but I accidentally ran into an alley and… was cornered. Thankfully, you came and stopped them from…" by the end of that, she was silently crying so Mark put an arm around her. Then all of a sudden, she grabbed him and started kissing him, which was also when Lyn, Kent, and Sain came in through the door. Mark and May immediately broke apart.
"Whoa, that's not fair! You just met her and you're already making out?" Sain said. The couple was blushing like cherries.
"That's not true! I… I've known her for years," Mark stuttered, "When I was working as a mercenary in Ilia. She was our guild's healer, a good one at that." May blushed again at that.
"Mark, you were a mercenary?" Lyn asked. She couldn't help but feel a bit jealous at May, who seemed to appear out of nowhere and just took Mark away from her.
"Yes, how else would I be hired to take out those Taliver bandits, enough of that, let's go and get May a Heal staff and head towards Caelin," Mark pointed out. Lyn was slightly angry, Mark was so focused on May, he hadn't even noticed her new sword.
"Mark, haven't you noticed my new sword?" Lyn showed him the Mani Katti. But all of a sudden she saw that Mark's eyes were slowly turning red as he eyed her sword.
"ROARRRR!" Mark yelled and drew the Grey Blade that was crimson.
Author's Note: My first cliffhanger! I hope you like it. Once again, please review. I accept flames, constructive criticisms, and anything else, so please just take one minute, and REVIEW! And yes, Narshen and Sophia are the same ones from Fire Emblem: Sword of Seals!