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lying there on the table, I realized why Brama was so terrified of the man. He had to be the leader. His voice definitely resembled the voice that thundered in the streets. He was the leader of the army. He walked over to Brama, drew the sword from Brama’s hip, and walked over to me. He held the sword over his head, as if he was going to drive it through my stomach. Then, Asia ran over with both arms up yelling, “Stop!” He cut his eyes to look at her, and I sprang to my feet.
He swung the sword from side to side, trying to hit me, but he was much too slow. I was slowly starting to realize that the man was not a great fighter, but he had a lot of brute strength. I made my move. After he swung the giant sword to the left, I jumped in and grabbed his right leg. I tried to throw him down to the ground, but he didn’t really budge much. He laughed aloud, then, he raised the sword above his head again. I tried to move, but his legs clinched around my arm. I couldn’t break free. Then, he brought the sword down fiercely. Only, I didn’t feel anything.
I figured the blade was so sharp that it slid through me like butter. Maybe I wouldn’t feel any pain, but I would bleed out and die slowly. I knew I was dying, and I had surprisingly accepted my fate quickly. He let my arm go, and I stumbled back from him. Brama had actually caught the man’s arm, before he could impale me, and they stood at a stalemate. Brama looked as if he was terrified. The man looked confused. I believed at that moment that Brama had overcome his fear, but the look in his eyes told a different story. He was afraid, but he was also doing something he believed in.
Out of pure shock, they stood there staring at each other. Neither one of them were breathing. It almost felt as though Binatai had stopped time again. Had it not been for Asia’s eyes surveying the situation rapidly catching my attention, I would have searched the room for Binatai. Then, the silence broke. Brama started to sweat, and the other guy started to laugh at him.
“Oh Brama,” he said still laughing, “I don’t have to tell you what kind of trouble you’re in. You’re perspiring profusely!”
“S-sir. I apologize, but I cannot stand by and let you take his source energy.”
“Oh no, Brama! I wasn’t going to take his source. I was only going to lay him to rest. I don’t need such hideous source energy. I’m a collector of the finer things, Brama, you should know that,” he said chuckling.
“But Iron, uh, Sir. He is not your average Navarium. I have battled with him. You should hear what he has to share.”
“Hm. Well, Brama, you have been a trustworthy friend for quite a few cycles. I guess I have to trust you, for now. Ok mutant, speak.”
I told him why Asia and I had come to his land. I informed him of how we meant no harm to anyone, not even Tana, and we were only there to collect her and take her back home. Of course, I was more than prepared to take Tana out. I wasn’t really interested in taking her by the hand and leading her back to the house. I wasn’t even going to put her on a leash. She had to fight whatever was inside of her, and if she lost to it, I would have to kill her. It was simple, but so complicated.
Iron, who had yet to formerly introduce himself to me, loved to call me Moses. During our entire conversation, he never used the word “you,” and I was pretty sure it was because he noticed how I didn’t like my name. I was sure I cringed a little, every time he said it. I was uneasily surprised that Asia was as quiet as she was, the entire time we were in that banquet hall. She usually had something to add. She was usually more knowledgeable about our situations than I could ever dream to be. Most of the time, I just felt like the muscle, but that theory was being put to the test in the new world.
Once I finally got done explaining everything to Iron—what my purpose was—he only had one question for me: “Who are you, exactly?” I
He swung the sword from side to side, trying to hit me, but he was much too slow. I was slowly starting to realize that the man was not a great fighter, but he had a lot of brute strength. I made my move. After he swung the giant sword to the left, I jumped in and grabbed his right leg. I tried to throw him down to the ground, but he didn’t really budge much. He laughed aloud, then, he raised the sword above his head again. I tried to move, but his legs clinched around my arm. I couldn’t break free. Then, he brought the sword down fiercely. Only, I didn’t feel anything.
I figured the blade was so sharp that it slid through me like butter. Maybe I wouldn’t feel any pain, but I would bleed out and die slowly. I knew I was dying, and I had surprisingly accepted my fate quickly. He let my arm go, and I stumbled back from him. Brama had actually caught the man’s arm, before he could impale me, and they stood at a stalemate. Brama looked as if he was terrified. The man looked confused. I believed at that moment that Brama had overcome his fear, but the look in his eyes told a different story. He was afraid, but he was also doing something he believed in.
Out of pure shock, they stood there staring at each other. Neither one of them were breathing. It almost felt as though Binatai had stopped time again. Had it not been for Asia’s eyes surveying the situation rapidly catching my attention, I would have searched the room for Binatai. Then, the silence broke. Brama started to sweat, and the other guy started to laugh at him.
“Oh Brama,” he said still laughing, “I don’t have to tell you what kind of trouble you’re in. You’re perspiring profusely!”
“S-sir. I apologize, but I cannot stand by and let you take his source energy.”
“Oh no, Brama! I wasn’t going to take his source. I was only going to lay him to rest. I don’t need such hideous source energy. I’m a collector of the finer things, Brama, you should know that,” he said chuckling.
“But Iron, uh, Sir. He is not your average Navarium. I have battled with him. You should hear what he has to share.”
“Hm. Well, Brama, you have been a trustworthy friend for quite a few cycles. I guess I have to trust you, for now. Ok mutant, speak.”
I told him why Asia and I had come to his land. I informed him of how we meant no harm to anyone, not even Tana, and we were only there to collect her and take her back home. Of course, I was more than prepared to take Tana out. I wasn’t really interested in taking her by the hand and leading her back to the house. I wasn’t even going to put her on a leash. She had to fight whatever was inside of her, and if she lost to it, I would have to kill her. It was simple, but so complicated.
Iron, who had yet to formerly introduce himself to me, loved to call me Moses. During our entire conversation, he never used the word “you,” and I was pretty sure it was because he noticed how I didn’t like my name. I was sure I cringed a little, every time he said it. I was uneasily surprised that Asia was as quiet as she was, the entire time we were in that banquet hall. She usually had something to add. She was usually more knowledgeable about our situations than I could ever dream to be. Most of the time, I just felt like the muscle, but that theory was being put to the test in the new world.
Once I finally got done explaining everything to Iron—what my purpose was—he only had one question for me: “Who are you, exactly?” I
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