The Beast and the Sword Book 2: The Changes

Page 55: Whispers in the Night

(Fifth Opening Theme: Black Clover Opening 3-Black Rover Performed By Vickelblanka)

-Centuries Ago; Airedale Village-

The morning came as the small Elf/Human village had been lively. It had been almost time for Spring as everyone had been preparing for what was to come. Though snow still layed about and the weather had still been cold, many of the villagers had been excited to see the first sign of Spring to occur.

Even the young warriors in the guild had been excited to resume training outside soon. It wasn't that none of them minded training indoors, but they much prefer the outdoors.

Though neither of them were ready for what had been about to happen by a certain group of teens.

Prism had been hiding in the kitchen storage area along with Arwen and Shinju as they were ready to turn loose a bunch of baby beasts, who looked to be hungry.

"Okay---" Arwen said, "--That's the last of them!"

"This is gonna be good!" Shinju said with a devious smile.

"Um guys--" Prism said nervously, "--Do you really think we should be doing this?"

"Oh now you're sounding like the bookworm, Prism." Shinju said as he poked her head "You're gonna get worrywarts like that."

"Shinju!" Prism said as she gave him a look.

"Don't worry about it and just have the fun!" Arwen said, "Release the beasts!"

As many of the young warriors stood in the halls chatting with one another until they felt the ground shake. All of the warriors ran as the baby beasts started going berserk as there had been a literal stampede indoors.

Prism, Shinju and Arwen had been riding along as they had let out a series of cheers and laughed. Neither of them had a care in the world as they each make believed they were surfing along the clouds that had been until---

"Wind Magic: Stribogs Horn!"

The three of them were taken back when they were thrown off the animals while the magic beasts were herded by a familiar white sabertooth. The three of them recovered as they paled at the sight of a familiar young elf woman.

Her long white hair had been tied into a ponytail that reached to the middle of her back as it had been tied in a viking style. She was wearing a long gi with dark blue pants with brown boots. Underneath her dark gray gi had been a skin blue tight shirt that had been a turtle neck. The gi had a single long sleeve as it covered her entire right arm. Her left arm had a dark blue arm sleeve that looked to be padded. She also had a golden ring that had been around her neck.

Arwen and Shinju recognized her to be the Warrior Chief Alma. But to Prism she had been--

"Mom!" Prism exclaimed as she shrunk at her gaze. The Spirits that had been around her started to lose color.

"You three--" Alma said with a look, "--My private study. NOW."

The next thing the three of them knew, they had been sitting where Alma usually trains with her comrades. Along with them had been her beast Spirit who had sat behind her. Her brother Nolan had also been present as well as her second in command and sister in arms--Yukiko Barbados.

"What were you thinking?" Alma said to her daughter, "And what were you two thinking? Do you realize the damage you could've caused today?"

"Lady Alma--" Arwen said, "--I know you're really mad right now, but we really wanted to let the beasts roam free!"