Űnin had plopped himself down on a rock outside the Order, his friends gathered around him, their eyes brimming with anticipation. He took a deep breath, excitement bubbling up inside him as he began recounting his recent adventure.
"So, there I was, facing off against this, uh, evil version of me," Űnin started, his words tumbling out in a flurry. "We were clashing, and he was just as fast and tough as me!"
Rom's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, leaning in closer. "Whoa, that's so cool! Tell us more, Űnin!"
Űnin's face lit up, his hands gesturing wildly as he described the intense battle. "Yeah, it was epic! We were dodging, blocking, and slashing. I was all like, 'Take that!' and 'Ha! Gotcha!' It was the most intense fight ever!"
Vaelon, usually composed and calm, blinked in shock at Űnin's animated storytelling, his normally stoic expression replaced by one of surprise.
Rhea, on the other hand, remained reserved, listening attentively with a small, knowing smile. She nodded in approval, impressed by Űnin's bravery and skill.
Űnin continued, his words flowing in a rush of excitement as he vividly described how he had used a glowing feather to boost his attacks and defeat his twisted doppelganger.
"Then, bam! I landed this huge, supercharged blow, and he was, like, defeated!" Űnin exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air, his eyes wide with excitement.
Rom cheered, clapping her hands enthusiastically. "Yes, you did it, Űnin! That's amazing!"
Vaelon, finally regaining his composure, smiled warmly. "You faced your fears and came out on top. Well done, Űnin."
Rhea added softly, "I'm proud of you, Űnin. You've shown incredible courage and strength."
Vaelon shook his head, still reeling from Űnin's energetic retelling, and managed to mutter, "I'm... I'm astonished, Űnin. You've truly come into your own as a warrior."
Rhea nodded, her smile widening. "Indeed, brother. Your courage and strength are truly remarkable."
Űnin beamed at his friends' reactions, their praise filling him with confidence. "Thanks, guys!" He rested his hand on the hilt of his new sword, a gleam of excitement in his eyes. "Oh yeah, and I got this," he remembered, pulling out the copper blade to show his friends. "The Patron called it the Phoenix Blessing."
His friends leaned in, their eyes widening with curiosity at the sight of the gleaming copper blade. Rom's excitement was palpable, and she practically bounced with anticipation.
"Whoa, that's pretty!" Rom exclaimed, reaching out to touch the blade reverently. "The Phoenix Blessing? That sounds so powerful!"
Űnin nodded, pride swelling within him. "Yeah, it's amazing! The Patron said it'll help me on my journey."
Vaelon's shock turned to intrigue as he inspected the blade closely. "Fascinating. Copper is known for its ability to conduct and store energy. It seems like a formidable weapon indeed."
Rhea, ever the observant one, studied the sword with a keen eye. "It's a beautiful weapon, Űnin. I can sense a latent power within it. You've been truly blessed."
Űnin's grin widened, thrilled by his friends' reactions. He couldn't wait to wield his new sword in battle and discover its full potential. The blade felt like an extension of himself, a symbol of his growth and the challenges he had overcome.
"I'm so ready to put this baby to good use!" Űnin declared, brandishing the sword with a flourish. The polished blade gleamed in the sunlight, reflecting the fiery hues of the Phoenix Blessing that seemed to dance along its edge. He felt the tingling sensation of the Blessing resonate with his own inner fire, filling him with a sense of power and purpose.
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The Phoenix King #1 Bed of Ashes
Fantasythe young prince of a great kingdom longs for the thrill of adventure, and what he finds in the garden may lead to just that.