Running. Running, running, running. Smoke. Fire. Voltaris hunters. Sword. Mobilium Song. Explosion. More fire. Wind.
Water.
As the explosion hit an area near Ingressus, he was blasted into a nearby stream, still holding Voltar and the sword from his Master. As he swam up for air, he saw another explosion. One further along his path, right where she should be.
Riza.
And Tygren.
His only friends. Gone.
His Master, hunted and shot to death for a crime he didn't commit. What was that crime, anyway?
He didn't care. Not anymore. He would drown in this river and join his friends in the afterlife.
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Probably a day later?
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Ngh... is this the afterlife? Ingressus never thought it would be so painful.
"Take it easy, son. You floated a long way downstream."
Who was that voice? Ingressus opened his eyes, gasping for air, as when he fell unconscious he was in water.
"Are you alright? What happened?" asked a middle-aged Nestoris man.
"Ah... some explosions? Wait! My master was killed- is Riza alright? What about Tygren?" he looked around. He was in a recovery area in Ataraxia, it looked like. "Where's my sword? And Voltar?"
"Easy, there. You must be from that nearby Voltaris village. It was the most recent attack. I apologize, my brothers were only after you master. If any innocents were killed, I apologize. What's your name?"
At the mention of Voltaris, Ingressus started. He looked down at himself and saw that he was disguised in the Nestoris colors. The man must have gotten the master of the Nestoris clan to initiate him, despite his origins. "My name is Ingressus. And I thank you and your Master for choosing not to kill me."
At this, the man - who he decided was old after all - chucked. "You are welcome, Ingressus. And no need to refer to the Master separately when he is in front of you."
Ingressus was appalled. The masters of the Voltaris clan were always young, for the hunters always got them before they could get older.
"Anyway, I did this for your safety. You are too young to be killed, and you look relatively uncorrupted by your clan's ideals. So I initiated you into the Nestoris clan, only on the condition that you never reveal who you really are or your origins.
"Come, Ingressus. I want you to meet an apprentice of mine, Achillean."
Next part is Achillean Part 1! We get to read his POV on Ingressus and how he arrived in Ataraxia. Stay tuned, it will be updated by Sunday!
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