Previous chapter, I'm fully aware of how I made it needlessly, well many things…but here's a better one…hopefully.
Chapter 3: Bonding Time
"What!?" terrifying and disturbing screeches escaped the loud commotion of crows, emerging from the rustling leaves, as they all flew in a fluster from the alarming noise.
Two lone figures, both un-phased, but still aware of the scare, the birds were inflicted upon, sat comfortably yet somewhat stiffly atop an undersized and dark hill, for it was too dark to care what shade of grass it was. Outside the doorsteps of Iselia, were fortunately and suitably a place to have a discussion, away from distraction.
Where else could provide an easy, worriless chat and give way to flexibleness and care-free, but nature.
The sudden leaving and coming of two fathers, was quite unexpected…when he saw Kratos, he had of course, many questions and things he had wanted to say. He didn't know what to say, how funny, he had thought, only a la little time had passed and much happened, on both parts.
Even though you're here dad, and as much joy I have, how could you let Yuan go like that?
Out of the many things he gained on his travels, companionship and loyalty was something Lloyd cherished deeply, in fact there is a Dwarven Vow…Number 11: A road is empty, without horses to race one another. Even though another Dwarven Vow… Number 7 dictates: A plant is dead, without nurturers to tend to it.
I'm not regretting your return, but just wondering…Didn't you have a choice in the matter?
Dusk had already neared, and the contagion of the sleepy gas in the air had already filled Lloyd's, and probably Kratos's mind; his visage is one of unmoving and unchanging, to read his mind, is impossible. But he still wanted some answers…
There are still some things I have to tell you, but it's almost time to go to sleep.
Explaining the background as to how and why Kratos returned had took a toll on time, and being the contemplative, silent and prudent man he was, he got up. The pure shades of blue and purple had already painted, chased away the clouds and outlined the physical features of the earth, all but cool breezes, crickets chirping and the change of a mumbling of grass to the dieing away into normality.
Well, I guess he's not going to answer it…It is getting dark after all.
Though he didn't know that the seemingly ignorance of his dad was intentional; there was hesitation and the result of the atmospheric condition currently, a logical decision in the Seraphim's part too.
I may as well get up too, we have to find an i…n-n…Wait dad, I have to tell you something.
"It's getting late." Kratos said walking almost passed his son, while he was about to match his father's height, "…And, because he told me to, as a friend I had to respect his decision, and honour his cause to have come all this way." He replied as late as the night sky, ever so calmly, yet in an unconventional way.
Okay, I understand. But, at least he could have given us a goodbye as well…or given us some kind of indication that he was going to leave. Oh well, at least he's not dead.
It was done, reflecting the day's mood: infectiously drowsy, but this is probably due to being under Mother Nature's grasp. If they had been isolated away from this natural purity, it would have felt ordinary…
Looking at the blur of an entrance, all dark, except for the lights, in which a stretch of faint yellow and orange gave sight to the doorway. A guard holding a spear, which gave reason to say that there was probably another beside him, but was covered at the moment by one of the posts. This reminded Lloyd of talking to Kratos about the war, but he realized what the point was, they had to spend the night somehow.
"Lloyd, what were you doing at Iselia anyway?" Kratos asked concernedly as Lloyd stood up.
"This morning I was about to set out to rid the world of Expheres…" Lloyd explained walking passed Kratos, implying that they could walk and talk on the way, and when he noticed that his father had followed he continued, "But when I was about to, Dirk stopped me, and placed this on my Exphere," he stopped at a place where a sufficient amount of light was available, so that he could show Kratos the mana seal, "This was all because he told me that Sylvarant is planning another war against Tehte'alla…Damn! Why dad?" he cursed whisper-like and angrily and shaking his head.
"…Hm." Kratos mumbled firmly and understandingly, while examining the casing covering the Exsphere which had symbols-characters inscribed on it, "Lloyd. Don't regret yourself and your ideals... Not everyone may have witnessed your travails and not everyone will understand…But what you did was not in vain, it may have been for the people…There will always be people who wish to do things their own way, wishing to find the easy way out, but you mustn't give up!"
"That's why I'm going to stop this!" Lloyd cried confidently and determined, "…And there's something more…Dad…got sent away to Asgard." The attitude was enough to imply what he meant, in which had inflicted Kratos with a feeling of expressionless guilt.
Patiently, getting up from his knelt position, and patiently waiting, a hysterically scared sound snapped the silence away.
"Ack Lloyd! Get this dog-whatever out of the town!" squealed a guard holding back against the wall, taking a glance behind, seeing Lloyd in the light; from being smelt by the creature's poking nose. While the other guard cautiously, using his pitchfork tried to get Noishe away.
Holy crap! How did I forget about Noishe? And how did-when did-what happened to him? He just appeared inside the town, unless h-
"He must have run down from the mountainside north of the Martel Temple…" Kratos stated thoughtfully though with a hint wonder.
"Hey don't hurt him!" cried Lloyd angrily, running towards Noishe shoving the guard to the ground.
Ushering him away from the entrance, to comfort the dog-like animal, he inspected to see if it was okay; safe from harm…
Night began to close in, creating mush in the minds, and weights in the eyelids. Feelings of relief and release took over the lying bodies atop the beds of the shop/inn…setting the two into a drifting sea of repose.
A clear cut was easily seen; two halves of a wolf lay, blood-stained and symmetrically pitiful. That was however, a fraction of the amount of wolves laid to waste…
"Dad…Have I-uh…impro…-ved…" panted Lloyd, breathlessly huffing and puffing from killing the ambush of rabid hungry wolves.
And that sword, I don't remember ever seeing it; I think it's new…
Hands on two legs, glancing to see his father who was tireless, or at least that's what it seemed, and with such finesse… Recuperating, Lloyd walked towards Kratos; in front of him, silver swishes, swiftly sliced the air, followed by a clank, which indicated the return of the sword in the sheath.
"Much." His voice matched the exact moment of the clank, which caused Lloyd smile while catching his head with his two hands from behind, "Though, much more you will have to learn still." Kratos replied shrewdly.
Though, that didn't bother him, since he was now aware of this, and could make good use of the time he would have with his dad. With Kratos back, he could train with him that way improve to be a more useful fighter.
"Well then, could you train me?" asked Lloyd excitedly, "…And by the way: where did you get that sword?"
The day you gave me your Flamberge, we gave you Zelos's second pair of Last Fencer, but after that fight, I was sure now, that you have a completely different sword…
Sssss- Tink!
A uniquely designed, thin, flimsy-looking, clever: it was a simple shape, an elongated "S", in which a curving metal snake slithered its way around the main blade. It created a tongue at the tip, while its tail coiled yet wildly around the hilt, covering it, like a nest. While near the body and head, were teeth. The hilt was the plainest, one made of wood, topped with a feather.
"Its name is Mythos, and it was supposed to be a gift…"
"Ah, so you were going to give it to Mithos then?" Lloyd questioned thinking it was quite logical and smart.
"Sorry, spelt with a 'y' instead of 'i'."
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