A quick Author's note from me. Bloody hell this chapter is long, I had to split into 2 again.
Sorry for being late uploading this one. As you can see this is a 5000 words (5501 words long to be exact) long chapter and it's not even finish. I tried to complete the rest of it today, since I have some free time. So expect it today, if not the next day, or the day after tomorrow.
Another thing I'd like to point out. I've hidden clues here, I tried to make it less obvious and doesn't make any sense at all, that is until you read the later chapter of this story, or any of my story really. (If I'm planning to start another project).
Well then, without further a due, Chapter 9 - Equivalent Exchange...
The cold night breeze blew as a group of rowboats navigating itself amongst the labyrinth of anchored ships. The night was perfect, it was quiet and dark with the occasional sound of the night breeze blowing on the folded sails of the bigger ships.
There's one big source of light however, it originates from the town, Hackwald. A massive bonfire was lit in celebration of the festival. Music can also be heard vaguely from the town. These masked the rescue operation that are currently being staged.
Our protagonist, Seffiroth, is leading this operation. He's in the leading rowboat, trying to lead the rest of the group. It was no easy task. It's hard enough to remember which ship it was, but having to navigate in the dark on a freezing temperature require a great deal of discipline.
"Hey." Whisper the young prince, Blenheim, sitting close to him on the same boat. "Are you sure you know where it is?"
Seff sighed. "For the third time, just be quiet. It's to the left."
"Yes sir." Answered the well-armed men rowing the boat.
These men were supposedly Blen's personal guard. Well-armed, with chest armor and best quality swords tied to their belt. A handful of them participated in this operation, all thanks to the direct order of the war minister himself.
The rescue group consist of four rowboats. Seff and Blen, obviously take the lead boat. And for security reason, Kristoff, Elsa, and unbelievably, Olaf, were sitting on the middle of the formation of rowboat. It was rather strange to bring along Olaf for this one, but who knows, he may prove useful in the future.
Anyway, the group stop a few minutes later. They've spotted the ship they're looking for.
"Are you sure that's the one?" asked Blen again, doubting Seff's ability to remember the target ship.
"Yes, it is." He answered with a whisper.
"Right, now what?" Blen asked again for further instruction.
"Now, we wait."
Blen faced around and instructed his men to kill all form of light, practically making them invisible in the midst of darkness.
Blen then proceed with facing to his friend again and whispered...
"How long will this take again?"
Our young protagonist sighed in annoyance.
"Will you stop asking already? I thought I told you about the plan already."
"Sorry, it's been a while since I do something exciting like this."
"You think this is exciting?"
"Well, yea. I mean, it gets the blood pumping, you know what I mean..."
"As if." He paused for a few seconds before saying... "Yea, I guess it's kind of thrilling." As he smiled.
Seff looked forward again, focusing on the job presented to him. As he did, his sharp vision had spotted something amongst the darkness.
"Shh..." he hushes, whilst putting his index finger.
A single light was visible. As it gets closer, the group can see that it was a lantern from one longboat. The boat stopped at the target ship, there were two men on board, both yelling to the top of the ship. Not long, a rope ladder fell down and one of the men climbed up. The man threw what it seems to be two large sacks before climbing down on the rope ladder back onto the longboat. The man climbed down onto the boat and leave.
Seff saw his chance and instructed the group to move ahead with the plan by doing a hand signal. Five out of the six rowboats than proceed with rowing ahead. At that moment, Elsa's boat passes Seff's.
"Go, your sister should be in there." Seff said.
"Thank you, Seff. Good luck." Elsa said in return.
"He doesn't need luck." Said Blen jokingly.
As the five ship row ahead and parked just under the backside of the ship. A rope with hook attached at the end of it was brought out. The men in armor proceed with throwing it onto the deck, and placed it secured as the hook attaches itself to the railing.
"Let's go." Instructed Seff, telling the men rowing the boat to follow the two presumably hostile characters leaving the ship. Visibility was close to none. Seff, Blen, and the men rowing the boat has only their target's lantern to guide them.
They stalked them for a few minutes, until they finally had to stop. They followed the two men to a ship. The ship was dark, not a single light were lit from the ship, which makes it more and more creepy. The only thing visible is a single light coming from what it looks like the captain's quarter.
The men remained quiet as they secretly observe the two men in cloak climbing onto the ship.
"Looks like this is the ship." Seff said mostly certain.
Blen instructed his men to close in on the ship. With silence and relative ease, the men were able to position themselves under the stern of the ship. A rope with a hook was prepared. The previously rowing men threw it onto the ship.
"Well, the only thing left is too climb." Seff said.
"Just like old times, eh?" joked Blen.
"And just like old times... you've been drinking, haven't you?" Seff retorts immediately.
"What? No, no. I don't drink, not for tonight."
"Don't even try to deny it. I can smell booze everytime you speak."
"..." Blen paused, before... "Okay, I might drink a little but I'm not drunk."
"Yea?" Seff doubts his word. He grabbed onto the rope which was hooked on to part of the ship. The rop was steady. Seff made sure by pulling it repeatedly, before handing it over to Blen.
"In that case, climb." He said challenging the turd of a prince.
"You want me to climb?" Blen asked.
"Yes." Seff answered, nodding his head.
"..." Blen paused yet again. "Second thought, I might be a bit woozy."
"I thought so." Seff sighed. "Alright then, go back to Elsa."
"Wait, you're going alone?"
"Yes, the queen needs your protection more than me. Besides, I'd be better off alone when I'm sneaking around like this."
Blen nodded, before saying." Good luck, friend." Before slowly rowed away on his boat, leaving Seff dangling on the rope. With that, Seff sighed.
"Now, the hard part." He whispered to himself.
He climbed the rope, as he constantly reminds himself not to look down. It might not look that high from the water, it was pretty high for someone with a fear of height. Although, such concern wasn't necessary since what below him is water and you can't simply die from falling to a pool of water.
Nevertheless, he made it to one of the balcony located on the stern. He proceed with looking through the obscure glass. He can hardly see a thing, just a glow from one candle lighting up the room. Despite the vague idea of what's on the other side of the glass, he's pretty certain that no one is inside. With that, he made his way inside.
The room was not well lit at all, only one candle lighting up a corner of the room. Luckily for Seff, the quarter was fairly small, everything you expect when you're inside a ship. It was small and crowded. Seff can barely place his foot without stepping on to something. The barrels and crates made the quarter smaller than it already is. Upon advancing, placing his foot in front of the other, he stepped on shards of broken glass and various other objects littered on the floor. This doesn't sit too well with Seff since his purpose was to sneak inside.
He tried making the noise as low as he possibly can, slowly and carefully as he walked and maneuver the quarter. The night wind creates a series of high waves which does not help at all, as it constantly rocked the ship. He made use of what light he has, but as far as lighting goes he will have to make do with only a candle lighting one corner of the room and whatever moonlight lighting up the room. He wanted to move the candle to a better spot, but thinking that it might notify someone as he moved the source of light, he abandoned that idea.
It doesn't take long however, before his eyes adapt to the lack of lighting. He can almost see the entire room, vaguely. It's good news for him, and bad news as soon he found out how messy the room really is.
He sighed. "This is going to take a while." He thought on his head.
Who can blame him? It's hard enough searching for his satchel, not to mention the stone in the midst of darkness but doing it with stealth will require some time. Seff cursed his luck and sighed some more.
Fortunately for him, his luck is about to improve, greatly.
As he raised his head from his sighed, he spotted something.
"Wait, could it be?" he looked in disbelief.
Standing on the left side of the room was a hat rack. On it hangs a familiar brown leather satchel. He cannot believe his luck. To think that he would find it so quickly is surprising to Seff himself. With care, minding the object around him, he made his way to the satchel. He unhooked it and brought to the nearest light, which was the candle. He sought to look at the content of the satchel. After a few seconds of checking, he confirmed that it was in fact his satchel with all his belongings still in it, all but the notorious stone. He still need to look for the stone, and he sense no point in searching for it in that room. He needs to move outside and search elsewhere on this ship.
Seff made his way to the door. He opened it, slowly, and peeked out with one of his eyes. No one on his sight. After making sure that it was clear, he opened the door wider. The door had led him to the upper deck, just between the two short stairs leading up to the area where they steer the ship.
"Strange." He thought. "No one here."
He can't shake the feeling that something was up. He put his right hand on the handle of his swords, getting ready to pull it out should the situation arises. His eyes scan the surrounding as he walked further to the center of the deck. As he does...
"Beautiful night, isn't it?" came a voice behind him.
Seff turned around. A man sitting on the wooden rail, just in front of the wheel, staring down at him. He had his hood on, his face was obscure by the moonlight. Seff only stood there with his hand on his sword, still on its sheath. Not long before the man let down the hood and reveal himself. He's an old man, white hair and beard, maybe around mid-40, with one noticeable feature, red being the color of his retinas.
With a smirk, that old man said...
"Hello. I've been waiting for you."
The gentle sound of breeze was soon disturbed by the voice of struggle, as a man was being choked by another. It was one of Prince Blen's guards, neutralizing a member of the men in cloak guarding the upper deck. Another men went over to the deck and pulls out his sword. The two men look at their surroundings, before signaling the others to jump into the deck.
Olaf goes first, followed by Kristoff and a few guards, before finally some guards help Elsa up.
"Careful, your majesty." They said.
These group of elite guards were led by a single captain. He ordered some of the men to check below deck. They were followed by the Olaf and Elsa, whilst Kristoff waited on the deck along with a few men.
"Your majesty, wait" a guard whispers to her.
She did what he said. The guard communicate to another guard next to him, this time no whispers, only hand sign. First it was an index finger in front of the mouth, then he points. There were a few hanging bunks below deck, most of them had men sleeping on them. The guards meant to silence them, quietly.
"You don't want to see this, ma'am." The young guard whispers again. This time, with a serious look on his eyes.
Elsa didn't get it at first, until the young guard pulls out a knife. She watched them creep on the sleeping men. She couldn't bear to watch it, so she turned away, only to hear the squirm before the final silence. Then a light whisper...
"Clear."
Elsa went ahead. She can only see a glimpse of what happened. She is grateful for the fact that it was dark, as she can imagine what become of them.
"Let's go find Ann-"
"Wait, Olaf." She said as she stopped Olaf on his way. She didn't want him to see this.
The guards move on to the lower level of the ship. They stopped just before he went down. They heard what sounds like a conversation. The men quiet down, trying to made up what they're saying. Elsa came behind them. She too tried to listen in on the conversation.
"How come we got this shift?"
"Because, he told us to. You know there's no arguing with him."
"True. Still, think if we can just go out there, have some fun, drink, hit on a few ladies. All except babysitting this princess here."
The second men stood in silence.
"I mean, there's no way she can escape anyway."
"Can we just do this please? Look, our shift will end in a few hours. After that, I'm going to sleep, and you can do whatever you want."
"Okay, okay. Calm down. I just thought we-"
Their conversation were soon cut short by the two guard came in at them from behind. Anna, still mostly awake, saw the whole thing. She had her hands tied and her mouth covered with a piece of cloth. She can only mumble whilst the two guards neutralize her "babysitter".
"MMMHM" Anna mumbled as hard as she could.
The two guards drag the unconscious body of the men in cloak away out of sight, before Elsa, the queen, rushed in to finally see her sister. Elsa did just that. She borrows a knife from one of the guard and cut loose the rope that binds her. Then, she removed the cloth.
"Elsa!" She shout cheerfully.
"Anna." Elsa said as the two sisters hugged each other, grateful to be reunited. Olaf joined the hugging party.
"I'm glad you're alright." Said Elsa being grateful, as she hugged her sister tightly.
"Yea, me too. No, wait." Anna said before pushing her sister away. "Elsa, we need to get out of here, it's a-"
"INCOMING!" a shout was heard, sounds like it came from the upper deck.
The two guards heard that shout, and immediately rushed to the upper deck. Elsa, Anna, along with Olaf followed them upstairs. What they saw on the upper deck, frightened them.
"Seffiroth, was it? I'm impressed by your work, taking out my men like it was nothing."
Seff said nothing, only fixing his gaze like a hawk.
The old man jumped down to Seff's level, and joined by two men, both wearing mask, both armed with a sword.
Seff tried to keep an eye on both of them. He glanced left and right, as the two masked men surround him from either side. Whilst all of this is happening, the old man carried on with his conversation.
"Sadly, I am not too keen to have someone disturb me when I am this close. So, men, kill him."
As soon as they heard those words, the two men charged with full zeal. Somehow, this all look very familiar to our protagonist. He draws his sword and deflect the first man's attack. Now it's the second man's turn. He did a horizontal slash, which was answered by Seff's sword moving to counter that. Their swords crossed, and as they did the first man getting ready to launch another attack. Seff quickly kicked the second man's leg as he's still paying attention to his sword. The second men loses his balance and fall. As he did, Seff reacts to the first man's attack by deflecting his sword and ended up punching him right on the center of his face. The punch broke the man's mask and sending him straight to the floor. Seff moved on to the second guy, as he tried to get back on his feet, Seff kicked him in the abdomen to knock him out. The first man was still in pain, but he tried to get up nevertheless. Seff did him a favor by kicking his head with a not so powerful kick, but enough to knock him out cold.
Seff then faced towards the old man, who is surprisingly claps to his fight. The old man laughed lightly.
"Impressive. Although, you forgot about one thing."
He walked to one of the downed man and picked up his sword. The man is still groaning in pain. The old man looking at him with an amused look, and stabbed him with his own sword.
"That wasn't very nice." Seff commented.
The old man in front of him is not to be taken lightly, and Seff knew this.
"Well, I assume you understand, you being a mercenary and all."
Seff paused and said nothing.
"Seffiroth the mercenary. Your reputation precedes you. It's a shame, if only you hadn't tried to steal from me, I would've recruit you."
"Try, try to recruit me." Seff corrects the old man's mistake.
The old man laugh lightly again. "Of course. Now I'm wondering if you're really are a mercenary."
The old man charged, and to Seff's surprise, he moved quickly. The old man's sword crossed his, and as it happen...
"This sword, the black sword, could it be?" The old man smirked, insanely.
Seff pushes forwards with his sword, forcing the old man to break off the engagement. Distance between them increased. With the sword in his hand, the old man began to laugh, psychotically.
"AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..." he goes on laughing.
In the meantime, Seff sense something wrong with him, like he's not like any of previous foes. So, he quietly reached for his satchel. His fixed his eyes on the laughing old man, whilst searches the inside of his satchel with his left hand. The object he's looking for is a pair gloves, a white gloves with a circular symbol with a pair of triangles facing each other's direction in the middle of it. It's not an ordinary gloves, as it was made with a custom ignition cloth and create a spark when friction is applied. Why a spark? That is an answer you'll soon find out.
Getting back to our protagonist, he found it, and immediately put it on both of his hand. He grabbed back his sword. All whilst still remain vigilant to the old man.
"This is interesting, it really is." Said the old man with his laugh slowly died down. "If you are what I think you are, then we'll have to fight."
As soon as the old man finished with his sword, a noise was heard in the distance. Both men looked at the origin, only to find something glowing in the darkness. Seff wasn't sure what it is, but whatever it is, it's massive.
"Ooh, the show started already."
Now, Seff knew what he's looking at, "Oh no." He responded. Seff realizes that his friend had walked into a trap. A massive fire not far from where he is, glowing from the direction of the ship where he suspect Anna may be held.
"I've got to get to them." He thought.
"I won't let you do that." The old man said frantically. "I know what you're thinking."
The old man began his psychothic smile again. "Tell you what, defeat me and I'll tell you where the stone is."
Seff won't agree to that term as he immediately refused that offer. He wanted to leave him and checked out on his friend, on Elsa in particular.
"No, thanks." He said refusing the old man's proposal.
Unfortunately for Seff, "I'm afraid you don't have a choice." Said the old man as he charged him with craze look on his red eyes.
In a split seconds he made a decision. He backed off whilst the old man charges him and...
SNAP!
BOOM!
Elsa turned just in time to see an explosion not far from where she is. The young queen immediately thought, "Seff" as she now worried about him. But what the queen really worried now is her own safety.
"Queen! What are you doing?! Get down." Yelled Blen as he dragged the queen back down to safety.
The group had been ambushed. The men in cloak had positioned themselves on the transport ships around the target ship and now in contact with the elite guard. They were firing crossbow with a fire bolt as its ammunition. There was also a few men on the lighthouse, the same light house Elsa and Seff scout the ship from. They were raining fire bolts on the group.
The group was in a bad condition. The fire bolt had set fire part of the ship and accidentally set fire to the ship around it. The fire about to spread to other ship anchored in the vicinity. From what Elsa sees, this started to look like another Arendelle raid.
Blen urgently pulled one of the guard to him. He ordered with all seriousness on his look.
"Get back now and tell the other to flank around and take that bloody sharpshooter on the lighthouse."
The guard naturally responded with, "Yes, your grace." And climbed the ship onto his boat, he then rowed away hastefully.
Blen's men sustained casualties during the first minute of the ambush. They are now dug in on whatever cover they can find, which was not much in the first place. They're constantly peppered by rain of bolts. They're grateful for the fact that they're provided with every single equipment, from crossbow, knife, and sword. As soon these men find cover, they began to fight back.
They manage to create a defensive position on the upper deck of that ship, despite being surrounded. That position however, won't last long as the fire spreads and grew larger. Blen knew this and constantly finding a way to escape this situation.
The non-combatant are Olaf, Elsa, Anna and Kristoff, although Kristoff manage to acquire a crossbow and began to fire back. But, being untrained as he is, he can barely hit anything with the smoke and the fire.
Anna in the other hand, felt like she was out of the frying pain and into the fire. She's grateful for being rescued, but guilty to be a bait for her sister's trap. Knowing this, Elsa convince her little sister that it was not her fault. Elsa then left her sister with Kristoff, leaving him to comfort her whilst she try to help with the fight, or at least help keeping the fire at bay.
Her ice power helps. She went around trying to freeze the fire around her, despite Blen keep constantly yelling at her to stay down. She also used her ice power to make wall of ice, which was used by the guard as cover. Thanks to her, they were not in the same position as they used to be as far caught in the open is concerned.
These elite guards fought well. Whoever left stand their ground and fight hard. They're not suited for crossbow fight, but they held on pretty well. So well, that they manage to give the men in cloak, who previously had them ambushed, a hard time. The ambushing force started to mount on casualties.
This result on some hasty decision making done on their side. The... commander if you may, who led the ambush, ordered the men to be more aggressive. He sent a few of them over to fight them in close range combat. He was given the order to kill everyone who tried to rescue the princess and he will do everything in his power to make that happen, as his very life is depended on it.
The crossbow engagement died down, and was soon followed by men swinging with ropes from other ships, landing on the deck where the group made their stand.
"ENEMY BOARDING THE SHIP!" yelled one of the guard as he draws his sword.
"PROTECT THE QUEEN." shout another guard as he too drawing his sword.
"Your majesties, please stay, just stay." Blen said to the royal sisters.
"No, I'll fight too." Elsa refused with confidence.
"You!" Blen paused in anger, but then continue with... "OK, fine."
Blen signals two of his men to do nothing but protect the queen, as she helps out with her ice power.
As the men in cloak rushed, the deck then turned into a sword fighting arena. Blen and the rest of his men who did not assigned to protect Elsa fights off the first batch of men landed on the deck. They clash in an epic swordfight. Whilst they were busy, four more landed swing in and landed on their backs, these men in cloak are planning to engage Elsa and two of his assigned bodyguards.
Pretty soon, the two guards protecting Elsa were engaged, leaving Elsa with two more men in cloak with their swords drawn. They tried to surround her. This reminds Elsa of the time when she was being fighting the Duke's thugs in her ice castle. The only difference is that these men weren't using crossbow. She will soon find out if that works her way or not.
Carefully the man surrounds her. Pretty soon Elsa will have to face one of them and turn away from the other. As it happens, the man in front of her charges her. Her responds was quick, she froze his leg thus he's stopped in his path. As the first man tried to break the ice open with his sword, the second man charges. He yelled and Elsa realized it just too late. The man performed a stabbing maneuver and Elsa can only close her eyes expecting the inevitable. She waited, but nothing happens. She opened her eyes and was surprised that there was a wall of ice standing in front of her, trapping the sword in a way with its sharp point barely touching her.
The man wiggled the sword trying to break it loose, but with no avail. The man quickly gave up on it, and draws his dagger instead. Elsa stepped back as the man advances. She tripped herself and the man looking down at her with his dagger drawn, smiling. But then the smile turned ridiculous, and the man suddenly dropped to the ground with a knife still in his hand. As the man dropped, Elsa saw her sister, Anna, holding a piece of wood.
"Well, that felt surprisingly good." She said as she helped her sister up.
Anna wasn't the only one decided to fight. Elsa can see that not far on that burning deck, Kristoff and Olaf also helping Blen fighting off the enemy with a wooden stick. Well, Olaf was just hanging on to one of their legs, presumably trying to stop them from advancing. It's just so fortunate that his flurry above him is enough to prevent from melting in the midst of fire onboard that ship.
The sister then went back to back as the men in cloak started to come in number. Elsa freeze everyone who decided to have a go at them whilst Anna guarding her back. For someone with no experience fighting and holding an improvise weapon, she did fairly well when she was confronted one on one with one of them. Of course, Elsa helped by freezing his leg, but she still manages to knock him out, thus leaving the man standing unconscious due to both of his legs being frozen.
They were doing well, but more and more of them just kept on coming. At one time, six came in at once, swinging from the neighboring anchored ship, and all of them is charging Anna and Elsa. Personally, both of them thought that was the end. But then something happened that will have them in awe and state of surprised for several seconds.
It came as what seems like a string of flames, before a quick explosion imploded right in front of their faces. Those men were stunned, they're lied down holding their faces. From their scream, Elsa and Anna knew that the explosion had blinded them, possibly even disabled their hearings. They weren't sure of all that, but what they do know however is that the explosion pretty much puts them out of commission. Anna and Elsa began to wonder, where did that explosion came from? That's when someone familiar landed on the deck.
"Seff!" Elsa shouted, feeling glad and relieved to see him again.
Seff, with his gloved hands and sword held on his right hand, turned towards Elsa.
"Thank god you're alright." He said with relieved feeling. "Stay here."
"Wait." Retorts Elsa too late, he already dashed towards Blen.
Blen in the other hand, is still busy figthing one of the thugs, when Seff came without warning and kicked the thug. The man go over the railing and went overboard.
"Again, aren't you a sight for sore eyes?" Blen said, as he and Seff crouched behind cover.
"What do we have here Blen?" Seff asked for a situation report.
"There are enemies positioned on the ships around this one. We have hostile crossbowman raining down fire arrows from the lighthouse, but since that stopped, I assume they were taken care of by my men. We also have swordsmen rushing us. What else? That's it. Oh! And this ship is about to sink."
Blen explanation briefly, and correctly, described the kind of situation they're in. With that, Seff came up with an idea on how to get out of this situation.
"Blen, cover me."
"What are you going to do?" Blen asked Seff confused.
"Just cover me. And um... please don't ask."
"Ask what?" Blen thought, even more confused. He then yelled to his men who still have some bolts left.
"MEN! COVER HIM!"
As he yelled, he and his men did exactly that. There are still men on the neighboring ship firing bolts at them. Seff planned to take care of them first before proceeding with his idea.
So, he stood up. With grace he switches his sword to his left hand, leaving his right hand free. Whilst wearing a custom made pyrotex gloves, he rubbed his finger, which coincidentally look like he was snapping his finger. The spark producing material generate a spark, and as it did, it creates something no one expected. It's quick, but it can be clearly seen, a trail of flames from the spark cross the air towards a line of crossbowmen on another ship. In split seconds, the trail of flames reaches the crossbowmen and in an instant turns into an explosion directly in front of their faces. The explosion itself creates a sudden loud noise that cannot be ignore by everyone there. The explosion, quickly died down and what's left is either blinded and stunned men or people going overboard and into the water, also equally stunned and blinded.
The people ship, especially Anna, Kristoff, Olaf, Elsa and Blen, were equally stunned, although they're not blinded by the sudden flash the explosion creates.
Whilst putting up a face of disbelief, Blen manage to come up with something.
"WHAT the bloody hell was THAT?!" expressing his confusion.
Seff can only sighed, as he knew this would happen eventually. I guess this situation is as good as any other situation for them to find out about one of his many secrets.
"I said don't ask, didn't I? Now stay clear of that sail and cover me!" he said as he gave his order.
Everyone is still looking at Seff with such surprised look, although the guards immediately snapped out of it and resume to cover Seff. Anna and Elsa can only move out of the way as the Seff went pass both of them. He switches back his sword to his right hand and rub the finger on his left, which again, coincidentally seems like he was snapping his fingers. The same process repeats itself, the spark, the trail of flames, before ending with an explosion of flames, all happened in a second. Seff snapped his finger multiple times which leads to a lot of explosion, pecking away the wood of the wooden pole.
The whole time Anna watches. She eventually talked to her sister.
"You're seeing what I'm seeing, right?"
"Yeah." Elsa answered lightly. "Seff, you're a..."
Yep, now I really messed up the story...
I hope you like the development. That idea came straight from my twisted but wonderful mind.
First of all, let's all have a guessing game. What kind of strange ability does Seff possessed? I can tell you for sure that it is NOT your generic fire magic power present in many other fanfictions. What kind of ability that require you to snap your finger, thus able to create an explosion of flames? One clue. It had something to do with the chapter's name "Equivalent Exchange".
Of course, if you watched a certain show with the initial; "FMA", you can probably guessed it quite easily.
Anyway, I think I'll go finish the rest of this now.
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