Marion
Something to take my mind off from the fear I am facing right now. The fear of not returning. The fear of being fogotten by my own people.
I shake my hear clearing my mind.
Feyre gave me tight pants and a loose t-shirt and leather shoes.
Exactly what I need for a fight that I will win~~ Feyre looked so much like my mom. Maybe the traits were different but Dwayne had told me about the wars his parents have been through and I have also seen in many of their books a vivid picture of the war with Hybern. ~~They all are survivors. Like my parents.~~ That's why I trusted them with the location of Terassen and Adarlan and telling them about my parents a bit so they can get an idea about my world (saying my world sounds weird but they didn't mind). While I am going downstairs with Feyre I try to get as much information possible about my opponent. "What are the glowing jewel like things attached to him and Azriel? They were seven in number."
"They are called Siphons, all Illyrians wear those to channel their raw power into something useful. Usually the Illyrians can only handle one Siphon but both Cassian and Azriel needed seven of them. "Hmm.. so he has got strength, but not the speed like I got. I will surely catch him off-guard when he will see that I am able to fight as good as a grown person (this happens when your mom is an assasin, that fact is still hidden from the Night Court) I chuckle a bit but get serious as soon as we arrive at the arena. It has got three couches on the side. Cassian is already leaning against the wall in the weapons section. "Good luck!", Feyre tells me and goes over to his mate Rhysand and they sit together. Mor sits on the side and Dwayne is leaning against the wall his violet eyes watching me. I find shifting my gaze immediately to the weapons rack. "Choose first.", Cassian tells. I look at the weapons. It has got all types of them, from a tiny pencil knife to the largest of swords. It takes me some time to get it but I eventually find two twin swords. ~~ My weapon!~~ Cassian raises his eyebrows when he sees me going towards the twin-swords. He shrugs and takes up two swords himself, "To make it fair". I shrug and we both make our way to the center of the arena. "Ready?", Rhysand asks and we both nod. "1...2...3...Start!!"And our swords meet.
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