It wasn't long before I left the others. Everyone had something to do in preparation for the upcoming tournament, but I had my own business to attend to. I had several stops to make before the tournament, which was over a week away. The places I needed to visit were relatively close by, but even with time on my side, I knew I had to be quick and gather the information I needed.
As each day passed, I felt my thirst for vengeance slipping further and further away. Clutching my sword tightly, I reminded myself of my purpose and my past. Drawing strength from the anger and turmoil that once consumed me, I used them as weapons to fuel my revenge. My master had taught me that if I could learn to control my anger, it could become a powerful weapon.
