The nun-chucks just don’t seem to reach her.
“…”
“Really… kids… just like to touch the things in here…”
“Whaaaat? Stop it! Stop cheating so I can hit you!”
Gavin keeps flailing with the nunchucks to no avail.
She does something, some runes appear, but they bounce off the fur rag on Lyn’s arm.
“Uhh… Did I do something bad?”
“Lyn… you should have known better…”
hja reaches for little box in his pocket parents have given him they told him to open it only in case of danger
“Weirdo! A weirdo is here, and she’s gonna experiment on us and I can’t do anything about iiiiiiit…”
Gavin slowly stops swinging and starts crying. A very faint blue glow emanates from the ends of his nunchuck.
“So what - wait - why are we here? Where IS here?”
Gavin’s swinging his nunchuck around lazily.
Arc 0. End.
The youngins have arrived in the house of the witch, of Yuna Itsucha, aunt of Lyn Alastor (Itsucha). They will then lead a rugal life of training and peace… until they come of age…
The knight reached his lord in time, receiving naught but reward. Who is this lord? One can’t help but wonder.
Telias had fallen. It has been 9 years since the massacre of the village everyone lived in.
All the children had grown up, they have been trained by the two, Cherria and Yuna in self-defense. How much time did it feel? Yet the questions have always been nagging at the children, what exactly happened in the past? What triggered the war?
“Yuna, it’s probably time to tell them the whole situation now. Right?” The red haired lady spoke.
“Yes. It is.”
The children (or once was anyway) are to gather at the house.
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Andrei comes back from the forest after a peaceful meditation with his staff taller to fit his older form and decorated with symbols of blue and yellow. He’s much more relaxed compared to the way he was nine years ago