Amnesia

Rise Up

"I don't have any powers." Grian said, "I worry that I won't come out of this alive."

"You will make it out alive." Xisuma said forcing him to look at him, "You'll be safe."

"How many times have you told me that and I've nearly gotten killed?"

"Okay, shush."

"You know I'm right. You're going to have to let me help, powers or not."

"Fine... Make sure the fighter hermits are stocked with long ranged weapons." Xisuma said, "I don't want you a part of the actual fight."

"We're fighting Watchers, X. You need me a part of this fight whether you like it or not."

Xisuma glanced at Ghost, he only agreed with Grian.

"Okay. Long range only."

"I'll get into melee if I have to. I'll gather the flight team as well, load them up with bows and tridents."

With that last sentence, Grian took off. Xisuma and Ghost making their way to the border.

All hermits were with Grian. He was tossing them all long ranged weapons.

"Load up guys. Everyone should be a relatively large distance from the Watchers. Flyers, on my six."

Grian jumped onto some rocks and pulled a hand to his chest. He took a deep breath and made sure that the hermits were all ready.

Grian could hear them murmuring. But he needed to protect his home.

<Grian> Hermits are armed and ready on cue.

<Xisuma> Dropping the barrier now.

A couple moments later.

<Xisuma> Barrier dropped.

Grian was first in the sky. Every other hermit behind him.

This is my home.

They are my family.

They love me.

I love them.

If the hermits can fight without powers.

What's making me different?

The fact that I used to have them.

That was what gave me my physical strength.

It's difficult to survive without it.

But I prefer to live without the burden of Watcher Magic.

I carried the weight of multiple worlds when I was with them.