Sir Swift (A Sonic the Hedgehog story)

Chapter 13 - Colours of Change

After the events of what happened with Swift and Calasear they left the Cave of Endlessness. Despite the... unpleasant experience, it did some real good for their emotional and mental health. However the duo both vowed to never go back to that cave ever again, who in their right mind would?

Speaking of which, Calasear told the M.A.-Sonic he knew about the illusions the cave would bring him but he didn't know it would still affect him even when he knew about them. To say Swift was ticked off was like saying a piece of bread can shatter a sword. But as water poured on fire, his anger quickly extinguished when Calasear told him of what he experienced and the living sword's complex fear. The sword-hog was now mildly upset with his mentor's choice of 'mental healing' but got over it when Wise Steel made a promise to never do it again.

The Hedgehog and Sacred Blade duo returned to the Boar's Forge with their respected weights lifted from their minds. They found the gates were still intact which meant Blackess hadn't returned which gave Calasear time to prepare Swift.

Wnorash and Mari were happy to see them as the plan for the M.A.-Sonic was a success, with even Calasear receiving some unintentional 'therapy' as well as his apprentice.

Now Calasear was training Swift to further improve his sword style by facing off against Boars who volunteered to spar with the wind-fast Hedgehog. In Wnorash and Calasear's opinion, it was actually a good way to relieve the armoured Boar's people's of their frustrations as well as build trust between Swift and Wnorash's kind.

"Alright that's enough for now, we can take a rest!" Calasear called out to all that were laying on the cold black ground, minus Swift who was the only one left standing and hardly sweating. Although, as a gentleman's agreement, Swift handicapped his speed to only move as fast as the Boars.

"When all of you are done resting we're gonna go another round." The Sacred Blade said without paying no mind to the downed-mammal's collective groaning, as they sluggishly rose to their feet.

"Don't you have to work on the wind arts as well?" Wnorash asked the living sword, after standing on the sidelines and quietly observed the training. He was also trying to learn how Swift fought through observation so he could better defend himself.

"Ah, yes we're going to do that when the second session is over." Calasear answered Wnorash's question which only caused the Boars which sparred with Swift to groan again.

"Hahahaha if you guys think taking me on is bad than none of you know what hard training really is." Swift chuckled at his 'sparring partners' while trying to lift their spirits.

Rooooooaaaaaaaar!!

Everybody heard the ear-splitting roar that continued to echo for a whole minute. Calasear knew of only one creature that could make such a sound.

"A Dragon?" Said the astonished living sword, it was peculiar to him because while Dragons may live in the mountains like the Boars do, they did not live this close to each other. So what could one be doing here?

"Wait, did he say Dragon?" One of the Boars that sparred with Swift asked his fellow men for clarity with a worried voice.

Another sound was heard but instead of a roar it sounded more like a crash, with a gust of wind following it that made the Boars instinctively shut their eyes. It was odd to them because winds were only felt inside the forge when the gates were opened. When they opened their eyes, the outsiders Swift and Calasear were gone.

A blue blur dashed through the usually quiet market. The Boar didn't expect the sudden gust of wind that the blur created forcing them all to cover their eyes like Swift's sparring partners.