Aetherian(Part 1): A War Begins

Trevor

 Trevor could sense absolute rage from Ser Arthur Drumwind as he made a swing at him with his glass saber. Trevor blocked his attack with his lightsword, then threw him back with a punch.

"Arthur, don't," Julien begged. Illyria drew her odachi and stood by Trevor's side. Trevor appreciated the help, but it wouldn't help much. If Ser Arthur was half as good with a blade as his father, he could take on a whole Guardian squad, let alone a single Guardian Knight and a Silver Hawk. Arthur then rushed at Trevor, kicking him to the ground before he could raise his lightsword. Illyria then slashed at Arthur with her odachi, hoping to catch him off guard, and he quickly lashed his saber at her, deflecting her attack.

"Guys, stop!" Julien shouted, as he suddenly appeared in between them.

"Julien, move," Arthur urged, as Trevor rose from the sand.

"Stand the hell down, Arthur," Julien warned.

"Why?" Arthur demanded, with anger.

"If you touch him again..." Illyria threatened.

"We're looking for the last ingredient to the antidote for Blake," said Julien. Arthur's anger died down a bit. "And we have enough to deal with without you two trying to kill each other!"

"What are you even doing here?" asked Arthur, then he pointed Burn at Trevor. "And what are you doing here?" Trevor then had a feeling of guilt rush through him. He slew Ser Etgar Drumwind, Arthur's father, so he could do nothing but explain why.

"Arthur," he urged. "I am sorry for what I did."

"What you did?" said Arthur. "You murdered my father!"

"We fought on opposite sides of a war," Trevor reminded. Arthur took a step towards him, and Julien stepped in front of him. "He stood between me and my sister!"

"Do you expect me to believe that!?" Arthur shouted. "He was a man of honor! He would never have stopped you from saving her!"

"But he did," Trevor corrected, and Arthur's anger grew.

"One more step, and you'll be asking your father about it yourself," Illyria warned.

"Do you think you frighten me, Epsilon?" Arthur asked.

"Should I?" said Illyria.

"Come on," Julien reminded. "Arthur, you remember Blake, don't you? We found another ingredient for the antidote she needs moments ago, and we know where the last one is. Can you help us find it?" Arthur looked at Trevor, and then to Julien. His rage died down, but it was still there.

"Where?" he asked.

"A few..." said Trevor.

"Did I ask you?" Arthur snapped.

"Give him a break," Julien urged. "It's in the Eternal Forest, thousands of miles west."

"All the way on the border of the Windlands?" asked Arthur. "How will you get there and back to Dragonbarrow in time?"

"That would be where I come in," Illyria answered. "I'm Illyria. I can open a portal to anywhere or anyone in my memory. Unfortunately, one of those places isn't the Eternal Forest."

"Them's the breaks," said Arthur.

"Alright, that's enough," Julien scolded, then he pulled Arthur away from Trevor and Illyria. Trevor put away his lightsword as Illyria approached him, sheathing her odachi.

"Who's that?" she asked.

"That's Ser Arthur Drumwind," Trevor answered. "The greatest Knight in the country."