A glint of sunlight hit his face as Darel woke from his peaceful slumber. He looked under his bed just in case the arrow was no longer there. It was there. Darel stood up and changed his clothes quickly. Then, a knock came at the door. "Come in!" said Darel. The door opened and Redrock stepped into the room. "Oh good day Redrock. What are you here for so early in the morning?"
"Just came to say that my husband has already sent his army. But he will not be able to be at the battle," she said.
Darel nodded and grabbed the arrow under his bed. "Here Redrock," he said as he handed the box to her.
"What is this?" she said as she looked into the box.
"An arrow made to last that's what."
She opened the box and marveled at it. "Its amazing!"
"Well now I have to go somewhere right now. Did Zardoc send the spies out,". he asked.
" He's already had," she replied.
Darel nodded and excused himself. He left the keep. 'They are already ahead of me even if they have only heard of the plans just yesterday.' he thought to himself. He walked down the streets deciding that that day he should walk. A knight came by him after a few minutes of walking. "Good day your majesty!" said the knight.
"Good day to you too," darel replied with a cheery smile.
"Have you heard of what has been happening down south?" he asked.
"No young knight."
"There is an exodus down south. The wolven empire has killed my wife," the knight had a sad expression. "Please stop this before someone else looses their wife."
Anger rose in Darel's heart. How dare they? War. They choose to harm the innocent!
"No worries knight. I shall get the revenge you ask," darel replied after a minute of thinking.
"Thanks you," the knight bowed and walked away.
Approximately ten minutes later, Darel arrived at firearm's home. He knocked on the oak door and yelled,"Firearms! are you there?"
The door opened and there stood a man a few inches taller than Darel. "Ah Darel old friend/ How have you and zardoc been doing? Redrock?"
"They are doing well," he replied.
" What do you need me to make for you?? a new sword? two?"
" how did you know??"
" you have been have been breaking your swords since the day you were born! your father was no less the same as you were!" Firearms said with a laugh.
"aye your right i have to admit i break too many swords."
" i wish i could get another sword like the one i gave your father. tsk tsk it was impossible to break that sword. only time could destroy it. found it in my families' treasure chest."
"well your in luck, firearms! I've got the shards of that sword and i would like you to recreate the sword. also zardoc broke his sword too and wants a new sword too. i guess its age finally broke it."
"what? Zardoc broke his too?? I've seen him break his break in manners i do not know of. burnt and melted, flattened the opposite way, frozen in ice, broken in half," firearms laughed,"he even once had the sword have a big hole in the middle."
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The Awakening of the Soul
FantasíaDarel is faced in battle. Forced to learn magic. Learning a hidden mystery about Uliac's sword and his father's death. Most of all there is a traitor in his court. I, the author did not put much effort on the grammar, but the plot. It is an amazing...
