I won't say much. I've been terrible. I suck. I'm a jerk and I DO NOT deserve readers such as all of you. Terribly long update. I had a lot of trouble with figuring out the whole magic thing in this chapter and overall I'm not entirely pleased with how the chapter as a whole turned out. But I've made you wait long enough and I can't really figure out how to improve it. I dearly hope that I still have a few readers out there and (although deserving) I pray that you don't all decide to kill me in gruesome and torturous ways. I am sooooo sorry.
On a better note - LokiStargazer of was kind enough to draw a picture from the first chapter! XD Thanks Loki! View it on my profile.
Now for the Reader Response:
To SmashToPieces: I'm glad that I you think I'm doing such a great job with the quality of this. especially since you know much about Fire Emblem. Makes it all the more special that you read my fic! Hope you like this chapter too. I'll finish this story someday...
To Herr Wozzeck: Yeah it's pretty hard to keep things the same after years. I can't believe I've made so little progress with this...I hope that I don't change things around to drastically but I guess we can only see. As for Lyn being jealous...well...lol
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Ok now that that is done I won't hold you up any longer!
Whom She Found
Chapter 12:
Long Range Assault
In a room in Castle Caelin a large figure could be seen pacing the floor.
After hearing his spies' report Lundgren was muttering several curses under his breath. His fool of a brother was taking too long to die and to top it off that wretched barbarian peasant girl was drawing closer. It galled him to think that not only had she actually entered Caelin's territory but she was well on her way to the castle! How she had managed it was beyond him! He had sent assassins, bandits, and mercenaries after her and nothing seemed to work! Hell he even had a botched up mess with Araphen and its fool of a marquis! Perhaps he had underestimated the two knights his brother had sent to find her? Even so that still would not explain her continued success despite the odds.
"Bah! At this rate she'll be knocking at the gates before I'll know it!" He growled and clenched a fist.
"Hmmph." He moved towards his door. "Well then, I guess it's time to stop playing nice."
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Thanks to the horses they had procured from the Black Fang, the Legion made much better time in their journey to Caelin. They could carry more and travel farther and faster than ever before. It was truly a blessing to have come across such good fortune; especially after what happened to Florina.
The Pegasus Knight had been unconscious for the better part of two days. She was carried on the same travois that was made for Link when he had fallen unconsciousness. It had come as a great relief to everyone when she had finally woken up. She was a little stiff and weak at first but it wasn't long before she was up and about with everyone else, her strengthened life force showing through once again.
Wil still had not forgiven himself for allowing the injury to befall the girl and every night he would disappear from everyone else and return with bloody fingertips. If it wasn't for Serra having to constantly treat his hands he might have eventually crippled them. Luckily this was not the case as Serra's magic could heal whatever physical damage he did; unfortunately, she could do little to ease the ache of stiff muscles after healing. Even so, once his fingers were no longer bleeding, Wil went right back to his training and pushed through the throbbing pain until his hand literally refused to hold another arrow. Florina's awakening brought noticeable relief to the young archer's face but did little to slow him down.
In all honesty this was worrying everyone else in the Legion. They were used to the cheerful and seemingly carefree Wil who could always make everyone smile. This new, serious, and brooding Wil was just too much of a contrast. They sympathized with his reasoning and didn't disturb him but that didn't stop them from worrying. The only one who didn't show noticeable concern was Link, who simply said to give him time. Even so, he made sure to observe Wil from time to time in secret just to be safe.
Florina herself had also been unusually quiet ever since she had woken up. And Link, for the life of him, couldn't figure out why she squeaked and blushed so furiously whenever she noticed him anywhere near her. He knew she was shy but he thought he had been making progress in bringing the girl out of her shell. Now it seemed she had retreated back into that shell and locked it tighter than a Goron Crusher (A/N – Hyrule's version of a bear hug XD). The answer to this dilemma could be found in Serra who, despite the protesting of Lyn, had proceeded to explain in great detail to the young girl everything concerning her fall and in particular – her treatment. A stunned Florina had looked in Link's direction and silently touched her lips before turning redder than a cherry and fainting on the spot. Serra giggled while Ninian covered her mouth to hide her mirth; Lyn had to suppress the urge to smack Serra upside the head.
Ninian's ankle still prevented her from walking which made the horses an even greater blessing. Upon inspection Serra had stated that her ankle was fractured in several places and although she could technically heal it with her staff joint injuries were finicky because the rapid healing could cause them to not set properly. Rather, Serra opted to give her routine healing boosts in conjunction with Ninian's natural healing ability. Her ankle wasn't broken so she would eventually make a full recovery if she let it heal on its own which she opted to do since she didn't want to risk injuring her ability to dance.
But despite these complications they were making good time and most were in high spirits so it was only natural for pockets of conversation to arise between them. Link, Erk, and Lucius in particular were having a deep discussion concerning magic. Lucius had become incredibly curious about Link's sword after witnessing how easily he defeated the three shaman assassins with it. He was also interested in how Link had so easily deflected their powerful dark spell with nothing but his hand.
"Well Hyrule is a land rich in magic." Link explained. "Perhaps more so than any other place I have been. There are places of course where there is less magic than others but in some areas the very air is saturated with it."
Indeed the Kokiri Forest was a prime example of this. After all where else do you find a race of children that never age past 12, each one possessing a guardian fairy, and who play with forest sprites and spirits on a daily basis?
"Almost everyone there has some ability to harness some form magical power." Link continued. "Obviously some are much better than others and as such Hyrule's standard for competent magic users is high. You have to be significantly better than average to be considered strong enough to fight solely with magic."
"I see." Erk nodded. "That explains your high resistance to magic then. If you spent your life breathing it in then your body will naturally grow accustomed to its presence and flow."
Link smiled. "I suppose. It also helps to be on the receiving end of dark magic for a long time."
"Dark magic?" Lucius asked.
Link nodded. "Yeah. I'm a warrior and I've spent my life fighting to protect my land and others who I can. Hyrule has dangerous enemies, some more than others, as well as many monsters that inhabit the land. Most of the monsters themselves have dark magic at their core and when slain are often consumed by the very dark force that gives them life. My sword, Lucius, is forged to fight against dark magic."
"I see." Lucius said. He supposed that made sense. If one spent his life fighting creatures powered by dark magic then it would be prudent to wield a weapon meant to counter such magic. Even so he was not fully satisfied. From what he had witnessed of Link's blade; it felt to him to be much too powerful to be a simple weapon forged against magic. If that was the case he, being a monk of St. Elimine, would not have the feeling like he was at that moment in the presence of something divine and holy.
"I've noticed that your magic seems different than ours as well." Erk continued. "That fire spell you cast before was unlike anything I have ever seen. Lyndis has also mentioned a barrier that protected her from a bandits club."
"I've been wondering that myself." Link replied. "I've been curious to learn how your magic works since it does seem different, like you said."
Erk nodded. "Well an in depth explanation would take some time so…"
He thought for a moment before continuing. "Basically we have three classes of magic: Anima, Light, and Dark. Anima magic involves what one would call elemental manipulation – fire, lightning, ice, and so on. Light and Dark are pretty self explanatory."
Link nodded, prompting him to continue.
"Each class of magic obviously has its own strengths and weaknesses. Aside from healing, Light magic can be cast quite quickly and the spells themselves are usually very fast and precise but is technically considered the weakest power wise. Dark magic often delves into forbidden and ancient arts and is considered the most deadly in terms of raw power; however, it is also more complex and takes the longest to cast. Anima magic is the most battle orientated magic as it contains a balance of speed and power as well as a wide variety of spells. Just like weapons, though, magic follows a hierarchy of advantage. When pitted against each other: Anima has the advantage over Light, Light is the dispeller of Dark and Dark in turn consumes Anima. Obviously this doesn't mean that a wielder of the so called weaker magic can't beat the stronger one, it just means they have a much harder time."
Erk cleared his throat.
"Despite the differences in the various classes the basic principle for wielding any of them is the same. In simple terms; we have energies that flow around us and through our bodies. All living things produce and give off these energies. Magic users mainly harness their own to power their spells but we can also gather some from the air around us if needed. Although it takes a little longer this allows us cast spells without fear of running out. Unfortunately it doesn't help us much physically so we won't be running marathons anytime soon. But once we have gathered the necessary energy then it needs to be channeled and focused through a medium. This gives the energy its shape and determines the nature of the spell. Common mediums include staves like Serra's, certain artifacts, and tomes such as this one."
He held up his own Tome of Fire.
"After channeling through the medium the spell is given form through incantation and then released as a magic spell. Tomes not only contain information concerning the particular spell they are meant to form and the necessary incantations but also have runes throughout their pages that focus the energies. After repeated use the runes gradually burn out and become unable to focus the energies into spells and the Tome must then be replaced."
The young mage sighed. "This wasn't always the case though. In ancient times there existed powerful Tomes that never burned out but the knowledge to create these "Ancient Tomes" has been long lost. Some of these tomes still exist but they are very rare and extremely valuable. Of the few that do still exist; they are almost never used as many of them are incredibly powerful."
"And speaking of power; although certain spells are more destructive than others, a spells effectiveness is based on the casters ability to create, channel and focus the energies needed to power the spell. As such the power of the most basic of Fire Tomes could potentially be infinite in the right hands. One can increase their capacity through study, meditation and practice."
Lucius nodded and decided to join in the conversation.
"What Erk says is true but magic isn't just bound to the use of external objects as mediums. Although it is very difficult people can learn to skip this step with enough training and practice. And there are also many things that you can do without ever needing one."
He raised a hand in demonstration and created a small ball of light. "This is a basic spell that has no power but is easily maintained and serves as an ideal flame-less light source."
"I see." Link nodded. That was understandable any form of magic wouldn't be bound to just battle orientated spells and such. There were plenty of practical things that you would be able to do. Heck, Zelda could light the candles in a chandelier just by walking into a room and thinking about. The Hylian thought about their explanation for a moment.
"So that's why it feels different. Our magic is powered by different sources."
"A different source?" Erk's eyebrows rose with curiosity.
Link nodded and sighed. "I'm not an expert but it sounds like you derive your magic power from the spiritual energy that exists within you. You gather it within yourself and then focus and amplify it with your mediums."
Lucius nodded. "That sounds about right. But if our magic is spiritually powered then what is your source?"
"The magic of Hyrule comes from our very life, the essence of the Goddess Farore. Life energy is a potent mixture of physical, spiritual, and natural energies that is virtually impossible to replicate through artificial means. We tap into our very life energy in order to form our spells. We all require a certain amount of this energy in order to stay alive; however we produce a lot more of this energy than we actually need and we naturally release some of this excess into the environment around us. Hylians use this excess energy to fuel their spells and because life energy is incredibly powerful the spells can be quite devastating. Unfortunately if you ever run out of the excess you could kill yourself. So in order to prevent this, the body has a natural block that normally stops you from casting any spells after you are drained of this energy. It can be overridden with sheer force of will and desperation but it's very dangerous. Incantations as well as imagination and will power give our spells their form. We don't usually use mediums unless we want very specific results or to give a physical weapon a boost.
"So," Link surmised. "On average I think it would be safe to say that your magic users could outlast ours in endurance, but we would probably have the edge in terms of raw power and diversity."
He chuckled to himself when he thought about this. After all there were exceptions to everything. Zelda pretty much radiated magic energy. The calm, focused, and incredibly potent power she wielded awed people simply with her presence and beauty. Zelda could not only tap into her own vast reserves of magic energy, but that of that of the Triforce of Wisdom and the energy around her. Link doubted that she could ever technically run out of having the actual energy to fuel the spells; however, she could easily wear herself down physically and mentally just like Link had done previously with his modified Din's Fire and if she wasn't careful, forcing through the strain could be fatal. That being said, she was still capable of firing off spells like Link could go throw arrows; spells that Link could only do a couple of times.
Ganondorf was simply a powerhouse who could probably tear the very fabric of reality if necessary. Link didn't believe it was possible for Ganondorf to directly kill himself through the overuse of magic. He was just too strong. He had thrown around powerful blasts that would have drained Link completely in minutes like they were Deku seeds. Even after he caused his own castle to collapse around him he still managed to survive and transform himself into the monstrosity known as Ganon. Though no slouch himself and capable of taking a pounding, Link was definitely the least skilled in magic of the three.
"That makes sense." Erk nodded. "That fire spell you displayed was one of the most powerful I've ever seen."
Link grinned. "Actually it was also the first spell I ever learned, too."
"What?" Erk balked. "You're not serious are you?"
Link scratched his head sheepishly. "Yeah, well I had some help with my magic foundations. Several of the Great Fairies of Hyrule pretty much forced it into me. Kind of an unorthodox method but…let's just say that during that point in my life I didn't have time to do things the proper way. It was either sink or swim."
"I see." Erk replied slowly.
"Technically I'm not that good at it either compared to other people. I know someone who can take that same spell, compress it into a small sphere and then direct it away to explode wherever she wants it too."
"That…could be useful." Erk chuckled trying to picture that explosive power in his own fireballs.
"Indeed." Lucius smiled.
Link nodded. "Well this has certainly been an enlightening discussion. It seems both our magics have their own pros and cons but are also very powerful."
"Yes, this seems to be the case." Erk agreed. "Perhaps Link you could show us what you know of your magic so we may find a way to adapt to it ourselves. Of course in turn we can teach you what we know as well."
Link scratched his head. "Hmmm…I don't know. I'm not too keen on the idea of what I have to show affecting the future of your entire country, because it very well could. My brand of magic is unknown to this world and I don't want that knowledge to fall into the wrong hands."
He thought about it for several minutes. "If I do show you what I know…and I can't say it will be much, like I said I learned magic in an unorthodox manner…you have to swear to me that you won't pass what you learned to anyone that you do not trust completely and you must take responsibility for whatever happens."
As the Hero of Time, Link had seen numerous accounts of what happens when somebody unworthy of great power obtains it. He was not keen on being the cause of something similar.
Erk thought about this for a moment. His scholarly mind both understood the ramifications behind Link's concerns and begged to learn more. In a sense he was at war with himself, trying to decide if he was ready for that responsibility.
"I understand Link." He sighed. "And you have my word. I will respect your wishes."
"I swear this as well." Lucius agreed.
Link closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He prayed to the goddesses he was making a good decision.
"Very well then." He said. "I'll try to teach you what I know."
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*Thunk*
Breathing heavily, Wil stared at the arrow embedded in the center of the target. He grunted to himself and quickly drew another. He aimed and let it fly.
*Thunk*
He growled when he saw the arrow strike two inches off target. He then shot another one only to have a similar result in a different direction. He narrowed his eyes in disgust before wincing from a throb in his hand. He stared at it for several long seconds trying to will the appendage to stop shaking. He couldn't. He flexed his hand slowly and repeatedly, gritting his teeth against the searing ache.
He paused a moment before he raised his empty bow and slowly drew the string back. His hand screamed in protest but he ignored it and drew the string back fully. He held that stance for a few seconds and noticed that not just his hand was shaking but also his arm muscles were crying out in fiery agony. The bow was trembling in his grasp and there was a large bruise on his forearm from the string due to sloppy form.
Wil grunted again as he struggled to maintain the stance; he was losing. With a sudden cry the string slipped from his fingers and the bow fell from his hands with a snap. At the same time Wil collapsed to his knees. He panted heavily; sweat running off his brow. Again he stared at his hands and once again his fingers were bleeding. He looked back to his bow and reached for it but his hand merely pushed against it, unable to grasp the weapon again. He then looked around at the many, many arrows sticking out of the trees around him and noted how many of them had struck exactly where he had intended. It was not a good ratio.
"DAMN IT!" Wil cursed and slammed a fist into the ground. "NOT GOOD ENOUGH!"
He reached for his bow again but still could not grasp it. Growling with frustration he forced his hand to grab the bow and lift it off the ground. Unfortunately he was only able to hold it for a few seconds before once again it fell. In that moment Wil knew he could do no more; his hands and fingers had seized up.
His panting grew sharper as his mind replayed the scene of his trauma over and over. His overconfidence, his surprise, his missed shot…Florina's shocked face…her blood on his hands…
"I need to be stronger…I must be stronger!" Wil focused all of his strength into his hands. He wasn't finished yet!
His hands refused to move.
Wil gasped for breath when he ceased his effort, his breath more laboured than before. He winced again and gritted his teeth.
"ARGH!" He slammed both his hands into the ground. Tears streamed down his face.
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"Alright everyone! Remember! Teamwork is essential!" Link readied his stance. He was surrounded by Lyn, Kent, and Sain; the others watched on the sides.
Kent stared at the Hylian seriously while Lyn and Sain allowed themselves a grin.
"You better be ready, Link." Lyn challenged. "We won't go easy on you!"
"I don't expect you to," He returned the challenge. "In fact I'd be upset if you did."
A moment of silence followed before Lyn was the first to act; darting forward with her signature Battojutsu strike. Link blocked but before he could counter Lyn leapt back as the two knights engaged in a cross thrust. The Hylian rolled forward, effectively dodging the knights' attack, and kicked off towards Lyn. Slightly surprised by the move Lyn barely managed an effective defence and was forced to back pedal while blocking repeated strikes. Link pressed his advantage finally locking blades with the Sacaean before pushing her back with superior strength. As Lyn stumbled and struggled to regain her footing, Link was forced to whirl and block an attack from Kent. He was soon joined by Sain and together the two mimicked Link's earlier situation with Lyn, though in reverse. However Link was as much a defensive fighter as he was offensive and despite joint attacks of the two knights, he held firm. Finding an opening Link ducked under a strike from Sain and as he rose he threw an upward slash at Kent and knocked his lance upwards. The Hylian then spun with his slash and planted a solid kick into Ken's breastplate, knocking him back. He then immediately reversed his spin and swept Sain's legs with the flat of his sword causing the green knight to fall. But before a "killing" blow could be dealt, Lyn lunged forward causing Link to hop back with a light grin.
"Heh, pretty good." He smirked. "But you'll have to do better than that!"
Lyn held her stance while the two knights got up to regroup. She tightened the grip on her blade as she looked at him trying to find any opening. She grunted lightly to herself before swiftly lunging forward again. This time Link stepped away from her Battojutsu slash and raised his sword to intercept the two lances thrust at him the moment she finished her strike. Link caught the two spearheads in a cross; grunting slightly from the force. A cry alerted Link to Lyn as she sailed over Kent and Sain for a blow from above. Link's eyes widened slightly but he didn't falter. Immediately in response he forced the two crossed spears to the ground, stomping one foot on top of the point of crossing and raised his blade to block Lyn's slash. A loud crack resounded as the wooden weapons collided. Lyn flowed gracefully with her momentum and somersaulted off the block and rolled on the ground behind Link. At the same time Kent and Sain were able to wrench their own weapons from under Link's foot. Now Link stood once again surrounded by the three but in a much closer proximity.
"Hohoh!" Link chuckled from a low stance, his sword held up across his shoulder. "Close one!"
"What are you going to do now, Link." Sain grinned. "We have the advantage now!"
"Indeed," Kent agreed keeping his lance levelled at the Elvin warrior.
"Don't be so sure." Link smirked mischievously. "Remember thinking you have the advantage doesn't mean you can win…or that you even have the advantage at all."
With that instantly released a light Spin Attack, whirling with incredible speed. The gale force winds generated blew the three warriors off their feet and landed roughly on their backs.
"Match, I think." Link grinned, standing tall while watching them sit up with groans.
"Wow!" Nils clapped with wide eyes. "He's good!"
Ninian smiled and nodded. "Yes. He's very strong."
Shakkar twittered to her lightly prompting her to stroke his head which she obliged. Whenever Lyn was busy the hawk had taken a strange liking to the dancer and was currently nestled comfortably in her lap. The Legion had noticed that in a strange way she almost seemed to be able to talk with the bird; at least she was always able to discern what he wanted from his noises and body language. Even so, Lyn was still his first perch of choice.
Nils crossed his arms with a thoughtful expression. "I can see why Lady Lyn thinks so highly of him. When she told me how much she trusts his judgement, I have to admit I was a little sceptical; especially after he agreed to retrieve your ring. But I saw firsthand how strong she was and if he can beat those three so easily…"
"Indeed." Ninian agreed.
Link twirled his training sword in one hand as the others got to their feet.
"Good round!" He said cheerfully. "Nice use of teamwork and transitions. However never assume you have victory just based on an advantage. After all one can still best a lance with a sword if you're good enough."
Lyn sighed and stretched her neck. "I'm beginning to think beating you is impossible."
Link laughed. "No one is unbeatable Lyn. Always remember that there is a way to win every fight you face. Every opponent has a weakness."
"Really?" Lyn raised an eyebrow. "Then what's yours?"
Link blinked for a moment and then raised his hand to his chin.
"Hmmmm." He thought for a moment before he shrugged and chuckled. "Not sure. I'll let you know when I find it."
"tsk!" Lyn smacked the back of his head. Link laughed as he shirked away from the blow. Lyn shook her head and cracked a smile as she watched him stalk off.
Kent laughed. "Come milady. Let us work on your dual sword training."
She nodded. "Alright."
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Lyn sighed as she raised a hand to her eyes to peer into the distance, Shakkar soaring high overhead.
"Look, Link! The mountains seem so far away now." She smiled. "We've come such a long way…"
"We sure have." Link returned the smile.
" Milady Lyndis! Link!" Sain exclaimed cheerfully. "We can't be very far from the castle now!"
Kent nodded. "By my reckoning, we can reach Caelin in two days if we hurry."
Lyn bowed her head, eyes closed. "Two more days…" She whispered. "Hold on Grandfather. Please…"
Florina looked at her friend's somber appearance and did her best to comfort her. "Cheer up Lyn. If they see you looking so sad, the entire company will lose heart."
"Florina…" Lyn looked at her friend's concerned face and slowly smiled. "You're right. There's nothing to be gained by worrying. We just have to press onward."
"That's the spirit!" The Pegasus Knight cheered.
Link chuckled at the girl and the Legion carried on in their journey drawing closer to Caelin with each step.
After a while Nils suddenly stopped and looked around slowly. "Lyn…danger approaches…"
Lyn blinked and turned to him; instantly on guard. "What did you say?"
Sain looked around. "I don't see anything. Are you sure?"
Ninian nodded. "I feel it too. I'm sure of it."
She blinked once and gasped. "Ah! Milady, don't move!"
"Hm?" Lyn stopped short from walking towards her, surprised at the sudden command. Luckily she listened as not a second passed before a large arrow as long as she was tall struck the ground where she would have been. Sudden gasps were muffled by Florina's scream and Lyn reflexively hopped back. Shakkar screeched and took to the sky from her shoulder.
"What in—!" Lyn shouted. "Where did this bolt come from?"
"They have a ballista!" Kent cried and instantly moved himself between Lyndis and the direction the arrow came from.
Sain growled through gritted teeth. "Lord Lundgren is getting serious. Deploying siege engines is no mean feat."
"What is a ballista?" Lyn asked.
"It's a weapon designed for long-distance attack. Only archers are capable of utilizing them effectively without specific training but they can be devastating since they can take out a target long before they come close and often…" He indicated the arrow that almost killed Lyn, "before anyone knows they are nearby."
"Florina!" Sain cried "You must stay aground! Do not take to the air! The ballista would target you in an instant."
The Pegusus Knight stared at the large arrow and shuddered in fear.
"Is there a way to combat it?" Lyn asked.
Kent nodded. "Depending on the distance good armour can blunt or stop the arrows and someone who is nimble can dodge. Unfortunately siege weapons are not things to be taken lightly and the best course is to use someone with good defence as bait so the enemy wastes arrows. Of course this puts the individual at great risk but if the ballista runs out of arrows it is rendered useless."
"Then you can walk up and knock the fool on the head." Sain agreed.
"Also if there are multiple ballistae then this strategy is much less effective. The basic principle is to get to the operator before they can take you out."
"I see." Lyn nodded. "Wil can you use a ballista?
"I've never tried, but…" Wil said slowly while he thought for a moment. He may not have experience with this type of weapon but he was needed and gods by dammed if he failed again. He clenched his fists tight in determination. "It's just a really big bow, right? I should be able to figure it out."
Lyn smiled at him and nodded. It was good to see some renewed fire in the young man. "All we can ask is that you try."
"Alright!" She turned to the rest of the Legion. "Let's see what we can do!"
However the morale atmosphere was broken when Matthew, who had been staring at a map, suddenly raised a hand and spoke up. "Ah! Lady Lyndis! Link! I'm sorry but I just realized that I have some minor…business….to attend to. I'm afraid that I will be unable to join you in this fight."
Lyn blinked at him in surprise. "Wha-? Matthew, where are you going? That is a rather inconvenient announcement."
Matthew chuckled nervously and shrugged. "My deepest apologies, milady. I shall return shortly."
With that he slipped into the bushes and dashed away.
"Tsk!" Lyn shook her head.
"Feh." Serra frowned. "He probably just didn't want to face the ballista."
Link laughed and clapped a hand on Lyn's shoulder. "Don't worry about him Lyn. Let's just take care of this. How do you want us to move?"
Lyn thought for a moment trying to think of the best course of action. Everyone was shocked when Florina suddenly spoke up.
"Um….Lyn? I think I-I…know a way."
"Hmmm? Florina? What do you suggest?"
Florina blushed a little as she thought hard, trying to reinforce her decision.
"I…I can fly L-Link over to the…ballista." Her slight frame shuddered as she spoke but she carried through with her words. Lyn however was not happy with this new plan.
"WHAT? Florina?" She gasped. "You'd never make it! Didn't you hear Sain? That ballista will shoot you down long before you reach it!"
"Please dame Florina!" Sain shouted. "Do not fly anywhere near that thing! Leave this to me!"
Florina cringed at the shout but shook her head. "I k-know it's d-dangerous. But…" She turned to Link and flushed even deeper. She still had her last experience with him on her mind but now the Legion needed her.
"C-can you do that thing?" She asked him nervously.
Link looked at her for a moment in confusion. Lyn and Sain blinked.
"What thing?" They said together.
"Y-you know…" Florina poked her fingers. "T-hat t-hing you did…that k-kept me…safe?"
Link eyebrow rose in recollection and he chuckled. "You mean Nayru's Love? Yeah sure I can do it again; it'll still be a little scary if you get hit though."
"What?" Numerous shouts rang out from the Legion. By this time most of them were in some way aware of the recent exchange between the two and Link's reply led to a little confusion. Link however walked up to her.
"It's a good plan Florina. If you're up for it then let's go."
Florina flushed deeper still and nodded vigorously. She got up on Huey and Link stepped forward to join her but Lyn stopped him.
"Hold on a minute, Link! What's going on?" She demanded. "If she gets hit she could die! How is that a good plan?"
"Don't worry Lyn" He said. "Even if they hit us we'll be ok."
Lyn was a bit stunned by his casual reply. It was true that Link seemed to be able to pull miracles out of his hat but even he should be more concerned about the risks involved in this, especially with Florina's so very recent experience. Was he looking for an excuse to do it again?
Lyn was shocked at herself for thinking such a thought. It was the first doubtful thought that she had concerning her trusted friend and she was even more surprised by the heat that rose from it.
Shaking her head to clear the thoughts away, she continued. "Listen Link! I don't care how good your medicine is! If Florina gets hit she could die before you can give it to her!"
Link blinked. "Huh? Medicine? Who said anything about medicine?"
"What?" Lyn paused in confusion. "What do you mean? I thought that…"
"There won't be a need for medicine." Link said firmly. "Even if they hit us it my magic will protect us."
He hopped up behind Florina and began to focus his energy. He chanted a few words as a glowing blue ball gathered in his hands.
Gentle hands that guide the heavens
Eyes that see only truth
Serenity that lights world
Grace that flows through time
Splendor that dispels all evil
Compassion that protects the weak
O Goddess of Wisdom, shield me with thy wings!
Nayru's Love!
With a cry he he snapped his arms out and the glowing, blue, crystalline shield of Nayru's Love appeared around them.
"Ready Florina?" He asked the girl, who nodded.
"Let's go Huey!" Florina cried and the two of them shot into the sky.
"What was that?" Lyn stared bewildered.
"Another strange spell." Erk noted as he watched the two fly away.
"Wow! It was pretty!" Serra squealed. "What do you think it is?"
"I would assume it is a barrier." Erk replied. "Florina implied that he had used it with her once before and it protected her. Otherwise I doubt she would be so willing to fly towards the ballista."
Lyn blinked then her eyes widened in remembrance. "Oh! I've seen that before! Link used it to save me from a bandit club once! I wondered where that barrier came from."
"Then it seems that our young friend is in good hands. Come then, we should prepare for after they succeed." Kent announced snapping everyone out of their little distraction.
Serra smirked and strode up to Lyn. "Shame on you Lyndis." She chided. "You thought he was looking for an excuse to kiss her again didn't you?"
Lyn instantly flushed and stared hard at the ground.
"I knew it!" Serra squealed with delight. "Haha! Your jealous! Aren't you?"
"What?" Lyn snapped at her. "Serra!"
The pink haired cleric quickly darted away before Lyn could retaliate, laughing the whole time.
Lyn huffed in frustration but took a moment to think. Those were indeed her thoughts….so…..was she….jealous?
Shaking her head again, Lyn cleared her head and focused on the fight at hand.
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Florina urged Huey higher into the sky. She scanned the ground below to find their target. She knew that in order to use a ballista effectively one needed to be on higher ground to see the target and the immediate area also needed to be clear so as not to obstruct the shot. As such it didn't take long to spot the contraption.
"There!" Florina pointed.
"I see it!" Link replied. "Let's go!"
Florina nodded and turned her steed towards the machine. Sain's warnings proved to be true, for the soldiers manning the ballista were already pointing at her and adjusting their aim. Despite the shield still present around them Florina still felt great fear from the sight of the large bow. Link, however, saw an ample opportunity.
"I know you must be scared, Florina, but I want you to try and focus and dodge those shots as if this shield wasn't here."
"What?" Florina gasped.
"Experience is the best way to conquer your fear. You may find yourself in a situation like this when you are on your own and there is no one to help you. At that time you must help yourself. This way if you make a mistake you'll still be ok."
Florina shuddered but did not reply. She understood Link's reasoning and knew he was right; even more so now after her recent near death experience. She knew she had to face her fear and now was as good a time as any. She would try.
She dove towards the ballista, intent on getting to them before they had the chance to fire too many shots. However, the siege weapon had plenty of time to aim and fire their first bolt. Florina winced and pulled Huey to the right allowing the bolt to sail harmlessly past. She continued her descent and focused on the men as they swiftly loaded another shot. It only took seconds to recalibrate and fire again. This time Florina pushed Huey into a quick low swoop and the missile sailed overhead. The young Pegasus Knight felt her blood rush with each bolt and continued to increase with each beat of her faithful steeds wings. She urged him faster and faster trying to get to the ground as soon as possible.
Her eyes went wide when the ballista soldiers managed to load one last bolt and fire it off at close range. With no time to dodge Florina pulled on the reins in fright causing Huey to flare his wings with a loud whinny and stall. Luckily, Link's barrier was still in effect and she watched as the missile exploded upon contact with the protective spell. She gasped in mild surprise as her heart rate reached an all time high.
"Well done Florina!" Link cheered before launching off of Huey.
The Hylian warrior fell upon the soldiers like whirlwind of death. The cold flash of his blade swiftly brought eternal silence to the poor men and in a matter of seconds the ballista had been taken.
Link grinned as he turned to Florina, who had landed, and sheathed his sword.
"That was great, Florina! We did it!"
The bashful girl flushed deep but was also filled with a sense of accomplishment. It felt good.
"That was some great flying! I knew you could do it!" Link praised.
The bashful girl flushed again and shrunk back. "But I m-messed up t-that last b-bit."
Link casually dismissed the notion with a hand wave. "No you were amazing! Don't sell yourself short Florina, no one expects you to conquer your fear right away. The fact that you got through as close as you did on your first attempt shows just how much potential you have. Nothing trains better than firsthand experience and if there is a next time, you'll do even better."
Florina smiled and nodded. "Uh-huh."
Link grinned again. "Now then, let's signal the others."
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"Hmmmm…." Wil looked over the siege weapon with interest. It looked like a giant crossbow on wheels. He gave the crank a few turns and watched the rope stretch back and lock into place with each full turn. Wil noted that a strong man would be able to reset the bow fairly quickly and result in a rather fast rate of fire if panicked, explaining how they enemy managed three shots on Florina's long range dive.
Another crank adjusted the angle of the shot and the weapon could pivot to change direction, however the pivot range was less than half a circle so if an enemy got behind you it was useless. Of course being a siege weapon it was meant to be deployed going towards an enemy so technically that wasn't a real flaw in its design.
At any rate Wil reasoned that to get the best use of it he would need 2 other people to help him: one to crank, his self to aim and fire, and another to help spot and reload.
"What do you think Wil?" Lyn broke the archer out of his thoughts.
"It'll take me a bit of trial and error to get the range and aim right but if I have a couple of people to help me work the thing then we can definitely use it.
Lyn beamed. "That's great! We'll be able to turn the tables on the curs! Who do you need to help?"
Wil shrugged. "Well Dorcas would be good. He can turn the crank a lot faster than I can but after that I need someone as a spotter, someone with good eyes."
After a brief moment of silence Ninian spoke up. "I believe I can help you with that."
Lyn turned to her in mild surprise. "Ninian? Really?"
The dancer nodded. "I cannot move readily with the rest of you so it would be advantageous for me to stay with them and I CAN see quite far."
"Besides…" She smiled and gestured to Shakkar who immediately fluttered to her arm. "What better eyes than a hawk's?"
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Yogi huffed to himself as he chugged from his water sack.
"What the hell is taking so long?" He grumbled and wiped some moisture from his mustache. "Damn I'm hungry!"
The knight had sent the ballista squad ahead to take out the girl before she came close. He saw no reason why his platoon had to be sent out to deal with the so called Sacaean heir. Did his Lord really feel so threatened by a single girl and her band of misfits? She may have gotten passed some ragtag bandits, but they were soldiers of Caelin! Why in the name of St. Elimine they needed to haul a ballista all the way out here was beyond him. The thing was a pain to transport and took more effort than it was worth for such a small task. Besides he was hungry and sick of rations and wanted nothing more than a good full meal back at the castle.
It irked him even more when he found out that his troops were only the first wave of soldiers and that reinforcements weren't very far behind them. Yogi may not have been the highest of ranked officers but had been a soldier for several years and had earned his position. His bulky size allowed him to sport some heavy armor and his weapon of choice led to a few surprises on the battlefield. No he may not have been the best but he was not to be underestimated either. Yogi growled and tossed the empty water sack aside.
"They should have killed her by now! Come on you fools!" He commanded his other men. "Let's get this over with!"
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Kent narrowed his eyes as he stared at the soldiers coming towards him. Something wasn't right about this. However, he wasn't given long to think about it as they charged forward with the intent to kill. Kent grunted and spurred his steed forward brandishing his lance. He quickly skewered the first soldier he met and his horse trampled another. The red knight was quick to withdraw his lance as he approached a slightly more armored soldier and expertly turned his horse into his next thrust to give it more power. The armored foot soldier fell instantly.
A loud yell and the sound of hooves alerted Kent to a fellow cavalier charging towards him sword held high. Kent's eye widened, he was coming in to fast and close to meet with a lance! He immediately dropped the spear and drew his sword just in time to meet the blow. Kent's was arm jarred from the force but he held strong and quickly turned his steed after the man who struck him. The opposing knight in turn slowed his horse down and turned to face Kent as well; they were less than twenty paces apart. They stared at each other for a moment before charging towards each other again. They met in a flurry of blades. Sparks flew from their swords as they struck and parried while their horses circled close together.
Kent grunted with effort. "This man is good." He thought. "I need to change the flow of this battle before I'm too exhausted to continue."
Unfortunately he was forced out of his thoughts when his opponents surprised him with a strong upward slash that knocked Kent's sword up. Before he could recover Kent grunted when a foot crashed into his chest knocking him from his horse. He hit the ground with a thud and gasped when the soldier reared his horse back to crush the red knight. However Kent was quick to roll away before springing back to his feet. He instinctively knew he needed to even the odds and threw himself into a flying tackle taking his opponent to the ground. The two men fell in a heap but Kent broke apart to roll away and recover his sword. The two men stood to face each other once again on equal ground. Kent was breathing hard and was glad for the moment of reprieve but was surprised when his opponent suddenly spoke.
"Humph, never thought I'd see the day when you turned traitor Kent. But now I have an excuse to kill you."
"What? Traitor?" Kent blinked. "Wait…That voice…"
The knight smirked and removed his helm revealing a black haired young man Kent's age. His armor was of the same design as Kent and Sain's but it was dark blue instead. A single scar on his cheek marred his otherwise handsome face.
"Sigmund!" Kent shouted recognizing him as a man that he had once trained alongside. They had joined the army close to the same time and had turned into bitter rivals. They were near equal in combat abilities all throughout their training but ultimately Kent's nature and discipline allowed him to gain favor more quickly and he rose through the ranks. Sigmund became infuriated with his success never once believing Kent was more deserving than him. That hatred only deepened further when Kent had once confronted him for harassing a bar maid and the resulting fight was what gave him the scar. Not a battle wound but a permanent reminder of his humiliation; he had been punished, Kent had been reprimanded. Now they stood on opposite sides. Sweet.
"So I was right." Kent sighed. "Lundgren sent soldiers after us. Soldiers of Caelin."
Sigmund smirked. "Course he did fool. You and that idiot Sain are considered traitors to the throne."
"What?" Kent shouted. "I would never betray Caelin! Lord Hausen sent us to find his granddaughter, the rightful heir!"
"Feh!" Sigmund spat. "A fool's errand. Lord Hausen is on his death bed and Lord Lundgren has already taken command of the castle and army. The marquess only rules in name."
"But we have found her, Sigmund! Lady Lyndis is here with us and you are delaying us from reaching Caelin!"
Sigmund laughed. A dry, hollow laugh. "You really think that will solve anything! She has no claim to her throne without the marquess identifying her, which is unlikely since he has never even seen her, and he can't do that if he isn't alive when you get there. As far as Lundgren and the advisers are concerned you two are supporting a false princess in a coup!"
Kent was shocked. He always knew Lundgren was going to be a problem but to hear the magnitude of the aspiring marquess's reach made him realize just how difficult his mission had become. To anyone it would seem an impossible task - a race against time in which they had all the handicaps.
Sigmund shrugged. "Personally though I don't care much either way. I'm just glad that you're finally in a position where I can fillet your sorry hide." He growled and raised his sword. "You've had this coming for far too long you damn boot licker!"
Kent heaved a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry Sigmund. I know we've never gotten a long but you are a fellow knight of Caelin and as such I consider you a comrade. I never thought I'd see the day when I would stand against a brother in arms…" He settled into his own stance. "But despite what you may think and however impossible the odds may be, Lord Hausen gave me a mission and I have sworn my loyalty to his successor, Lady Lyndis. If you and the army of Caelin choose to stand in our way then I will choose to stand against you and cut a way through." He glared hard and his resolve was set. "Even if I am to die doing so."
Sigmund growled angrily. "Always the noble one aren't you? Die!"
Words cast aside, the two rivals once clashed once again.
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The soldiers marched forward in formation. Though their numbers were fewer they were far more skilled and disciplined than the bandits that the Legion had faced before, not to mention much better armed. Even so Lyn was undaunted, they had faced worse before and as they clashed the Legion was proving to be a match for the soldiers. Over the course of the battle the Legion had spread out, each engaging in their own fights based on their strengths and weaknesses and yet not so far spread so as to not have nearby support. The soldiers in response had broken formation to engage the supposedly ragtag group of mercenaries. Of course Wil manning the ballista also worked wonders in their favor. It had only taken the archer about two shots to be able to gauge the weapon enough to prove a threat. After that the Legion quickly learned to look for Shakkar circling overhead and listen for his echoing screech which preceded a shot.
Lyn crossed blades with a lightly armored man who had a similar sword style to Sain's. Fortunately she had sparred with the green knight enough that the man didn't prove too much of a challenge. She used far superior speed to instantly slide inside his guard and deliver a lethal blow. She hardly paused before she was attacked by a foot soldier with a lance. Lyn sidestepped the thrust but her counter was also easily blocked. She grunted and hopped back to reset her position when suddenly several beams of light lanced forward and crashed against the soldier.
Lyn spared a quick glance and a smile at Lucius, thanking him for his intervention. The young monk nodded in return and immediately began chanting his next spell. Lucius had improved a great deal when it came to participating in combat and was less troubled with defending his friends; however, he still prayed extensively after each battle for everyone that he had slain.
A little ways from them, Erk was swaying back and forth while engaged in a duel of attrition with a fellow mage. Both were throwing fireballs at a rapid pace while dodging between the other's spells. The first one to mess up would be the one to fall.
"This is going nowhere," Erk muttered as he pirouetted away from another blast. He needed to do something to turn the tide. He cast another fireball, which was subsequently dodged as well, trying to buy some time to analyze his opponent. Erk was gifted with a studious mind and a lot of patience which served him well when the time called for a calm and level head. Despite the apparent stalemate Erk let none of his frustration show and his mind worked to come up with a counter strategy. Unfortunately in terms of skill and power he was quite evenly matched.
"Guess I'll have to take a gamble." He sighed.
Erk waited for the mage to charge up a spell before he dashed forward. Surprised by the sudden offensive the enemy mage launched his fireball at Erk. The studious mage grunted with effort but managed to roll under the blast while conjuring a counter spell. Erk sprang out of his roll very close to the enemy mage and with a loud cry he shot his spell point blank. The mage fell in a burst of flame.
"Whew…" Erk sighed with relief. He was breathing heavily being one without a high level of endurance, something he would have to work on. In the mean time he fell back a bit to catch his second wind and avoid direct melee conflict and to survey the rest of the battle.
Surprisingly, aside from the ballista there were only one or two archers seen among the enemy ranks. Sain was quick to charge forward with his lance, trampling everyone in his way, and dispatch them. This freed up Florina's ability to gracefully dive down and strike before pulling back into the safety of the air. Her effectiveness despite her inexperience and lack of strength testified to the tactical advantage of controlling the air.
The sense of camaraderie that was being built within the Legion and the knowledge of each others' strengths and weaknesses had turned them into a force to be reckoned with. Indeed, despite their military training and numbers, the soldiers were being beaten back quite harshly. Nils's invigorating music only served to increase the Legion's morale and the effect was devastating, he was truly a valuable asset despite his age. Perhaps it would have been different if the soldiers had not underestimated the Legion like so many before them. Perhaps if they kept rank and implemented proper military strategy they would have suffered fewer casualties. However, this was not to be due to Yogi's overconfidence and the result was a slaughter.
Of course, as always, Link's presence greatly tipped the scales as well. He merely walked forward at an even pace hardly slowing at all as several soldiers charged him. Several of the Legion had to hold back smirks as this was practically the same as walking into the mouth of a dragon. Link's blade flashed and with each strike a soldier fell. His movements were quick, clean, and precise and though his sword moved like the wind he never increased his stride, keeping his even walking gait and a neutral gaze. Not surprisingly it was an intimidating sight. But then what would you expect from a man who spent his entire life staring down gigantic monstrosities that most would only encounter in their most terrorizing nightmares?
"Gah! He…He's a monster!" One of the soldiers cried. Many of them were sweating with fear as the Hylian advanced on them. Some of them took an instinctual step back and all tightened the grips on their weapons. One soldier with a lance raised his lance over head and desperately aimed it at Link.
"S-stop!" He shouted. "Take another step and so help me I'll run you through!"
Link paused and eyed the man. His stance was firm but his arm was shaking. Link doubted he could make an accurate throw but nevertheless he did as the man said and stopped. After all he didn't enjoy killing people, despite being light hearted and making the best of it, and if he could avoid a conflict he would.
"Lower your weapon." He said calmly. "If you lay down your arms and fall back I'll let you live."
"Feh!" Spat one of the soldiers. "You expect us to believe usurpers like you?"
Link was about to comment when he was interrupted by a loud voice.
"What's going on you fools?" Yogi roared. "Why haven't you killed them yet?"
"Sergeant Yogi!"
Yogi glared at his troops and the bodies of the fallen. He scoffed.
"What the hell is this? You telling me that you lot can't handle these whelps?"
"But sir!" One soldier replied. "These people aren't human! They're much better than we thought!"
"Feh!" Yogi spat and readied his lance. "What are you curs waiting for? They're just fleas! Call up some reinforcements and rush'em!"
Link sighed at the man. "What a poor leader…I feel sorry for your men. You really should stop this now."
"What are you talking about fool? Trying to beg for your life?"
"Hardly." Link shook his head. "I'm just wondering how you became a ranking officer with a strategy like that. What fool attacks only with numbers? And for that matter why do you think that the same tactic will work when it hasn't yet?"
Yogi growled at him as Link continued.
"If you really want to win a fight then you need to learn how to adapt to the changes in the battlefield. Find the weaknesses in your opponent's defences and…." He smirked when Shakkar's screech echoed across the sky. "Make your enemies strengths your own."
A ballista bolt whistled through the air and crashed into Yogi's thick chest plate. Though his heavy armor prevented serious injury the force cause him to stumble back and left a deep gouge in the metal.
"What the…?" Yogi yelled in disbelief. "You…you took the ballista? How?"
Link shrugged. "Simple – strategy, adaptation, and teamwork. Concepts you have obviously yet to grasp."
Yogi began sweating bullets. If these so called weaklings had managed to take his prized weapon then he was in a lot more trouble than he first thought. Perhaps he had underestimated them to much; but alas, it was too late now. He had dug his hole and, if nothing else, he was man enough to stand in it. He growled and raised his Axereaver, a unique weapon designed to be thicker than a normal lance and strong enough to brunt axes but in turn gave up its advantages over nimble swords. It was a weapon that could really trip up a strategy when used properly and it had served Yogi well enough over the years. Unfortunately fate was entirely against him this day as the only axe wielder in the Legion was currently manning his precious ballista.
Link sighed. "You still wish to fight?"
"I am a loyal soldier." Yogi grunted. "Whether I succeed or fail I will follow my orders."
"Very well," Link nodded, a modicum of respect returning for the man. He raised his sword in response to the challenge.
The two warriors squared off for a few seconds before Link lunged forward. With a loud battle cry Yogi thrust his lance to meet the nimble elfin swordsman. A flash of sparks and a clang of steel saw the two men standing side by side; Link with his hardened expression and sword extended from a forward stance and Yogi with lance held forward. For a moment neither one moved until Yogi suddenly coughed blood.
"Lord Lundgren…I've failed you…" He wheezed and dropped to his knees. "I pray you hurry…with those reinforcements…you promised."
He collapsed to the ground and breathed his last. Link straightened up and slowly sheathed his sword, the *clink* it made seemed to echo around him. He sighed and glanced around to the remaining soldiers.
"Do you want to continue this as well?" He asked.
The soldiers looked at each other and then at their fallen leader. It did not take them long to make a decision.
"Fall back! Retreat! Retreat!" Shouts rang out as the soldiers dropped their weapons and fled.
With the soldiers leaving the battle field the Legion slowly relaxed and moved to regroup.
"Everyone OK?" Link called out to those around him.
One by one the members confirmed their well being. Some had a few cuts and bruises and all were tired and dirty but none of them were heavily injured. Serra wouldn't even break a sweat fixing everyone back up to full health.
"Good show, Link!" Sain cheerily congratulated his friend on his victory. "You certainly put that cur in his place!"
"Indeed," Lyn smiled. "He didn't stand a chance."
"Actually I'm surprised we stood up so well against a platoon of active soldiers." Erk commented.
Sain laughed heartily. "It just goes to show how strong we've become in such a short time! Isn't that right, Kent?"
The green knight turned towards his friend or at least where he thought he would be.
"Huh?" Sain blinked. "Kent? Hey where's Kent?"
His question caused everyone else to notice the definite absence of the dutiful young man.
Lyn grew worried very quickly. "Where is he?"
"The last I saw him he was fighting some soldiers back that way." Erk gestured behind him.
"You don't think he was beaten do you?" Lyn asked.
"What? Kent?" Sain balked. "Of course not! There's no way in hell any of those dogs could beat him!"
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Kent panted heavily as he staggered forward. He had been a fool. Blood seeped through the wound in his side and he bit back a curse when he felt his strength wane. He had failed.
"Lady Lyndis….Lord Hausen" Kent slumped forward. "Forgive me….."
He collapsed on the ground, blood staining the dirt. The last thing he heard before darkness took him was the shrill cry of a hawk.
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A/N: Dun Dun DUUUUUN!
Well there's another one. Like I said I'm sorry for the wait. (Damn writers block, and school, and work, and PS3, and Dungeon Fighter Online, and martial arts, and fire spinning, and everything else I do that's not this). THERE'S NOT ENOUGH TIME IN THE DAY! Anyway I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Please read and review and I hope that I still have some readers out there...
P.S: Always looking for more people to do some fanart. If you are interested please let me know! Depending on negotiation commissions may be an option!