Strena The Name Of The Sword Part Three

Fear Of The Sword


Strena woke up on the public carriage. Her arms were wrapped around her sword. She felt better after taking that job. Yet she could not get the fight and how the sword lit up like that. She thought about how easy it was for her blade to cut through every other weapon. She also remembered how easy it was for her to cut through the leg and head. Those would usually be tougher to cut through, but when the sword glowed it was as easy as cutting through butter!

She looked down at her blade as she slid up.

"Where to now?" She muttered sleepily.

"The library. I think we will learn something there."

She nodded. She looked down as she stroked the sword. She thought about what that tyrant had said. What he said about her father, about the way he spoke of him. She could not get it out of her head. He called him a tyrant, not just a tyrant but a great tyrant too. Her mind flicked back to her dreams of the man that looked like a younger version of both him and Zaryb. Her eyes slid to him,wondering if it was true. What he had said about her father. She remembered how he spoke of his brother…

No! That's silly! That's just silly.

"What is it girl?"

"Nothing Master Zaryb. Just had a silly thought."

"Want to share?"

"No. Not really."

He shrugged as the public carriage turned a corner.

"Why did you kill them, my mum and dad?"

He smiled. It was that cruel and wide smile of his. The cruelty that she had become accustomed to. With the nightmarish look of absolute evil returned to his eyes.

"Shall I tell her? Shall I reveal why?" He sang as his eyes looked at the blade with a gleeful and aggressive look.

She closed her eyes in dread.

"You don't have to if you don't want to."

His smile became unnaturally wider yet he shrugged passively.

"Alright! I will not tell!" He sang.

She looked at him in nothing but confusion. Yet she came to the conclusion that he was only messing around with her. She let out a long and heavy huff.

"Never mind then!"

They continued in silence for a while.

"Was dad really a tyrant?"

"I think you already know."

That's not the answer I wanted.

They soon got off. They looked up at the narrow set of stairs in front of them. Above was a stone wall. She looked at him questioningly. He shrugged as he took the first step, which was so narrow that only one foot could step upon it. This also meant that they had to walk single file as they walked up step after step. Strena could not count just how many steps there were, nor could she tell how high or long they would be climbing, however she knew that it was long. After all, had it not been for Zaryb's training, she would have fallen long before she reached the top. 

When she finally reached the door he opened it to reveal more stairs behind it. She knew better than to groan. She climbed higher and higher. She soon spotted another door. She hoped that it would be the end of it, yet it only revealed more stairs.

What kind of library is this?

"This is not an ordinary library."

He chuckled.

"No."

They climbed up more and more stairs.

"Then what library is it?"

"One that in order to get to, you will need to save your breath!"

She nodded.

"Right." She said, panting slightly.

They climbed higher and higher until they came to another door. This led to another set of stairs. She could feel a slight cramp in her leg. Yet the moment that he walked on, despite the feeling of needing to stop, she felt her legs carry hot on as if they had a mind of their own. She looked down at her cuff, remembering its power. So she continued without complaint. She dared not to. Then they came to another set of doors. This only led to another set of stairs.  She continued knowing that the only thing that was keeping her going was the power of the bracelet that she had worn since she was five. Part of her wondered if her wrist had grown since that day or if the bracelet did.

Then she finally reached the top, where another set of doors lay. She spotted that, as they opened, it led to a large flat courtyard. To her left and right were a set of buildings all painted in blood red with deep purple timber. They both had two floors each, including the ground floor. Ahead of them was a large building of five floors in front of a rocky mountain face, with a staircase going off to the left. Above the doors was writing.


THE BOUNTY HUNTER

AND ASSASSIN'S

LIBRARY


Her mouth gaped as she looked at Zaryb.

"Now then, let us book ourselves in."

He walked to the right, despite the feeling of pain in her calves and thighs she followed him. The moment that she rested her hand upon her sword someone screamed. She looked to the left to see where that came from. Only to see that there was another child her age with sandy hair and sunburnt face and blue eyes. He pointed at her sword. The woman, who was the spitting image of the child looked down and then at her. Her eyes dropped to the sword and they widened as her face was drained of colour. She quickly ushered the child on. Then her eyes looked away to see another assassin looking at her in the same way.

What is it about this sword that makes people react like that?

They soon came to the desk. The woman, pale purple hair and golden eyes, looked down at the girl.

"She an assassin too, or is she an apprentice assassin?"

"Yes, she is not far off from becoming twelve."

"How old was she when she made her vows to Lok?"

"Seven."

Her eyes widened as she looked down at her.

"But young."

That was when she noticed her sword. She then let out a scream and placed a hand to her mouth. She fell off the chair.

Strena huffed as she frowned.

"What?"

"Th-that s-sword c-can you unsheathe it?"

She rolled her eyes as she let out a groan. She then pulled it out and flicked it to her neck.

"I don't know, can I?"

She looked down. She started to sweat as she looked at the blade and then at the girl holding it.

"Look, I am not in the mood. So tell me why are you so scared of the blade?!"

The blade had started to glow faintly.

"You mean that you-you don't know what that sword is?"

"If I did, do you think that we would be here?"

The blade started to light up brighter.

She shook her head.

"Take any room you want and stay as long as you want. Just please put that away!"

She did.

"Thank you."

They soon arrived in a small room, where she slept the journey off. When she woke the next morning she noticed that all the people there had all left, leaving both her and Zaryb alone.


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