Chapter 8
Cassie and Sara ended up in the finals. It was quite a surprise to Sara that she had to face Cassie, 'I can't believe that I have to face her,' Sara thought, 'but I guess that it's for the teacher and pupil to face off.'
Sara had taken fencing ever since she was young, but it was Cassie who taught her the fine details. Under Cassie's tutelage, Sara was chosen to be part of the Olympic team. 'I guess it's time for the student to take the torch from the elder,' Sara thought.
Sara put on her fencing mask and met Cassie in the fencing area. The referee blew the whistle and the match began. The dance of parry, thrust, and counter attacks continued as Cassie began to get the upper hand. Sara was fighting as hard as she could, until she heard a male voice whispered across her mind:
'My Warrior of Autumn, you can prove your worth to the Dynasty. Defeat your teacher and rise to glory.'
'What's going on?' Sara thought as she continued to fight.
'Defeat your teacher; receive all the glory of a Warlord. I will help train you, just submit to Talpa.'
'No,' Sara thought as she knocked Cassie's Rapier out her hand and placed the button-tipped end of her Rapier at Cassie's throat. The referee ended the match as the announcers told the cheering crowd that Sara had won the gold medal, while Cassie had won the silver. "Congratulations," Cassie smiled, "I knew you had it in you."
"But you taught me the fine points," Sara smiled, "I guess those lessons paid off."
As the awards were being passed out, Cassie and Sara let the judges place their medals around their necks. When judges were done passing out the awards, Cassie yanked Sara off the platform and raised their hands high, together. As "The Star Spangled Banner" played, Sara and Cassie hugged each other as they cried tears of happiness. This would be the day that neither of them would forget.
Sekhmet looked at the two tearful seasons, 'enjoy your glory,' Sekhmet thought, 'for soon that glory will belong to the Dynasty.'
Sekhmet continued to watch Sara. The young swordswoman had grown up by defeating her teacher, and now Sara would be considered a full Samurai. The only thing left to do was to bring the young woman into the Dynasty
Cassie and Sara ended up in the finals. It was quite a surprise to Sara that she had to face Cassie, 'I can't believe that I have to face her,' Sara thought, 'but I guess that it's for the teacher and pupil to face off.'
Sara had taken fencing ever since she was young, but it was Cassie who taught her the fine details. Under Cassie's tutelage, Sara was chosen to be part of the Olympic team. 'I guess it's time for the student to take the torch from the elder,' Sara thought.
Sara put on her fencing mask and met Cassie in the fencing area. The referee blew the whistle and the match began. The dance of parry, thrust, and counter attacks continued as Cassie began to get the upper hand. Sara was fighting as hard as she could, until she heard a male voice whispered across her mind:
'My Warrior of Autumn, you can prove your worth to the Dynasty. Defeat your teacher and rise to glory.'
'What's going on?' Sara thought as she continued to fight.
'Defeat your teacher; receive all the glory of a Warlord. I will help train you, just submit to Talpa.'
'No,' Sara thought as she knocked Cassie's Rapier out her hand and placed the button-tipped end of her Rapier at Cassie's throat. The referee ended the match as the announcers told the cheering crowd that Sara had won the gold medal, while Cassie had won the silver. "Congratulations," Cassie smiled, "I knew you had it in you."
"But you taught me the fine points," Sara smiled, "I guess those lessons paid off."
As the awards were being passed out, Cassie and Sara let the judges place their medals around their necks. When judges were done passing out the awards, Cassie yanked Sara off the platform and raised their hands high, together. As "The Star Spangled Banner" played, Sara and Cassie hugged each other as they cried tears of happiness. This would be the day that neither of them would forget.
Sekhmet looked at the two tearful seasons, 'enjoy your glory,' Sekhmet thought, 'for soon that glory will belong to the Dynasty.'
Sekhmet continued to watch Sara. The young swordswoman had grown up by defeating her teacher, and now Sara would be considered a full Samurai. The only thing left to do was to bring the young woman into the Dynasty