Guardians of the Sword (on-hold)

Chapter 2: The Elite Protectors

A/N: Again with the pronunciation. Hahaha.

Deliah = de-la-ya                 

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Cloud decided to return to Warriors’ Hall where all the guards were training. Skipping his way down the stairs and whistling a merry tune, he saw a young man walking towards the kitchen with a bulky sack on his shoulder.

“Hey Anyo!” he called.

The young man turned and smiled easily at Cloud. He stopped and put down the sack, kneading his shoulder as he waited for Cloud to come up to him.

Cloud saw two young maids coming out of the kitchen. They looked at Anyo with clear admiration in their eyes. He chuckled, shaking his head. Anyo, the pretty boy with deep cobalt eyes and a crop of unkempt black hair that gives him a rugged but boyish look. Only eighteen and he can already make women of between ten and seventy flutter their eyelashes. He is almost as tall as Cloud with a body that is also on the lanky side but well-muscled. He always has an easy smile on his face which is why many like being around him. But despite his affable nature, Anyo is a fierce fighter and not just the common fighter. He is a morpher and the second son to one of the last two families of morphers in Green Star. As one of the six elite protectors of Zecrom, he makes a formidable adversary in the battlefield because he can change his form into any land animals and the rare black-hearted dragon to suit his needs in battle.

“Shouldn’t you be on training duties?” Anyo asked Cloud.

“I was on my way there,” he replied. “What’s in the sack?”

He looked down and smiled. “Potatoes.”

“Excellent. You’re on kitchen duties.” He noticed again a maid sighing by the kitchen doorway. “You’re breaking hearts here, young man.”

Anyo looked behind him and smiled at the maid who blushed furiously and hurried out of sight. He shook his head and chuckled.

“That amuses you, doesn’t it?” Cloud asked him.

“I really don’t know why they do that.”

“Does your betrothed know you’re fooling around here?” He teased the younger man with a playful punch on the arm.

“I don’t take advantage of these women, Cloud.” Anyo smiled. “But I don’t plan to tell Deliah about it either. She’s a spitfire and gets jealous easily. And she usually uses morphing to get back at anybody. Dangerous indeed since her favorite forms are the ones that are fast, small, and with sharp teeth or scaly skins.”

“You like that in a woman?”

“Hey, I love Deliah. I wouldn’t want her any other way.”

“You’re another strange creature, Anyo.” He shook his head, chuckling. “By the way, have you seen Altaecia anywhere?”

“You want another wallop?” Anyo was laughing loud now, remembering when Altaecia whacked Cloud with a sheathed sword last night.

Cloud scowled at him. “Shut up.”

“I haven’t seen her this morning.” He was shaking his head, still remembering. “Why did you kiss her last night? You got a death wish or something like that?”