Flawed *EDITING* (Chronicles of Narnia & Harry Potter Crossover) (PeterxOC)

24- The Duel

It's been awhile since we've seen Aslan, eh? Who wants to see Him again? ;) By the way, a little less than ten chapter left till something VERY special. Something you've all been waiting for. :D

Chapter Inspiration:

- Radioactive ~ Imagine Dragons

I was pleasantly surprised when I saw Aslan's golden eyes. He came into a clearer view and I could see He wasn't alone. A Centaur with long black hair, a beard, and a brown flank stood beside the Great Lion. 

I bowed respectfully to Aslan and stood up. I looked down and saw I wasn't wearing pjs anymore. I was wearing brown legging-pants, a long sleeved lilac top with gold embroidery, a silver breast plate, my gauntlets, and brown boots. My sword was in its sheath, strapped to my waist, and I could feel my wand in my right boot.

My fingers immediately went to my necklace. When I wasn't using its powers, I played with the ring, a nervous habit. "Oreius this is Laurel. Laurel, Oreius." He nodded his head to me and I saluted him.

He pulled out two swords and twirled them around. Aslan looked over at me and I pulled out mine. I gripped the blood-red hilt so hard my knuckles turned white. It was normal to be nervous before your first duel right? Especially when your opponent has two swords!

I knew Aslan heard me and He padded over to me. "Would you like me to ask him to use only one?" He breathed in my ear. I thought for a moment before shaking my head no. "If he usually uses two, then he can."

Aslan gave me a look that told me I picked the right choice. "You will do fine. I promise." He told me. Suddenly, all my nerves washed away. I focused on Oreius and watched him intently, waiting for him to go.

The Great Lion stood to the side and said, "You may start whenever." I watched Oreius as he swung his first sword. I was expecting him to do that so I side-stepped, missing the blade. He moved forward and started to play offense.

I watched his blades carefully. Block, parry, thrust, block, thrust, thrust. I twisted around and knocked one of his swords out of his hand. I then swung my sword over my head in a 360 degree circle, clashing it with Oreius's other sword.

I was pretty sure that it looked damn cool, but I lost focus for a split second, allowing Oreius to nick my cheek. I ground my teeth against the pain and kept pushing. Suddenly, I was driving him back. "You are very skilled Daughter of Eve." he complimented. I bent my sword so it faced down and blocked a swing.

"Thanks. You're not so bad yourself." I got out, turning around, and thrusting my sword at him. For the next few minutes, I swung my sword with such force, Oreius had no choice but to keep blocking. Finally, I swung an extra strong swing, catching him off guard, and sending his sword flying out of his hand and into mine.

I held my sword tip to his neck and his against my side. The Centaur watched me in awe as I lowered my sword and handed his back. "She will make an excellent general." Oreius told the Lion.

He nodded His head and watched me. "So, am I staying for a while or am I gonna wake up?" Aslan chuckled deeply and shook His head. "It is not time yet my child. It will be, however, soon. You will know and be awake. That was the final test and you have passed with flying colors."

I frowned slightly and sheathed my sword. "You said soon last time and that was six months ago." Aslan chuckled again. "I'm glad your anxious, but the Daughters of Eve and Sons of Adam need more time." I bit my lip and thought for a moment.

"Where are they? Do they come from Earth?" Aslan stood up from His sitting position. "They are indeed on Earth. In fact, they are in England. But you are not destined to see them there. You will meet them soon, Laurel. Just a few more months."