Rescued: A Nyssara Story

Chapter 5

SARA: As we walk through the eerie halls, Nyssa doesn't say anything nor does she glance anywhere but forward. I stare at her face, trying to read it, but she is such a hard person to read...I wish I could decode her facial expressions to have at least somewhat of an idea about what she's thinking.

We then enter a room where two men dressed in identical dark uniforms are fighting one another intensely. Nyssa says what I think is a command in Arabic to them and they then cease fighting. They face us and then bow to us, well, to Nyssa, I assume. 

Nyssa turns and sets me on a wooden bench and then turns back to the men. 

"Today, we will speak in English in honor of our guest," she says firmly.

The man on the right spits out something in Arabic in response. Nyssa, with fire in her eyes, swiftly puts him in a headlock and puts a knife to his neck. She curls her lip. "You will do as I say, for I am your superior," she growls to him furiously. 

The man struggles to speak. "Yes, Nyssa. As you wish, Nyssa," he chokes out. 

Nyssa releases the man and throws him to the ground. "I am Heir to The Demon and you are to do as I say without question!" she yells angrily at the both of them. "Are we clear?"

The man that remains standing responds. "Yes, Nyssa."

The man on the ground says, "Yes, Lady Nyssa," as he gets up.

"Disobey me again and next time there will be no hesitation to slit your throat."

"Yes, Nyssa," they both say together. 

"Now, that is more like it," she says as she walks to the other wall to the rack of weapons. 

She takes two swords from it and tosses them to the men. She then takes one for herself and turns back around. "You two against me. Your objective is to disarm me with techniques I taught you from the past week. If you can manage to do that, then you might not be complete wastes of my time," she says as she stances ready to fight. 

"Advance," she says and then she and the men start fighting in swift motions. 

I watch Nyssa as she avoids and deflects all of the many advances that the men try to give her. She moves so quickly, yet her movements are so smooth. The men grunt in their attempts to disarm her, but she remains quiet, as if she is not challenged at all. After about 5 minutes of this, Nyssa finally twirls around one of the men, grabs his sword and then kicks the other guy's sword out of his hands. 

"You both are utter disappointments. I was quite lax with you and still you couldn't properly execute some basic techniques. I will have to appoint you two a tutor because frankly, I do not have any time to keep reviewing the same thing repeatedly to you. I will have Al-Owal help you with your training for now. Leave now."

The men bow to her and then leave. Nyssa glances back at me as if she had forgotten I was even there and then walks to me. "You look distraught," she says looking down at me. 

I'm not sure what to say to all of this. Nyssa was...a monster. Not at all what she was like to me. "Um, well you were very..."

"I'm sorry if it was too much. It is important for them to learn and to know their place. My father has always told me that fear is the most effective way to teach and to get results," she tells me. 

"You don't have to apologize to me. You didn't threaten to kill me," I say looking down.

She kneels down to me and takes my chin in her hand to make me look at her. "I would never," she says gazing into my eyes and then letting go of my chin. "I've worked far too hard to keep you alive. I won't let anyone jeopardize my hard work by hurting you," she states seriously. "Now shall we go back?"