"I must admit you're one of a kind,"Enoc said.
Luke and Enoc were walking,side by side,away from the woods.Once their swordsmanship training was over,they retreated to the campus premises to get back to their desired schedules.The sun was already getting ready to hide its face,by the time they were done.It made this forest a little eerie but beautiful.
"What makes you say so?"Luke asked,his sword in a scabbard,across his back.
"Krysmis doesn't talk much..well atleast they say he doesn't....but you got him to talk,"Enoc said,a wide smile on his face.
"Oh yeah.But it was kinda difficult,"Luke said, with a slight nod.During the training,Luke had tried to get Krysmis to say something and he only talked when talked to.Luke guessed these boys hadn't noticed or gotten to know that.
"I'm already jealous of you,"Enoc beamed,with a silly smile.
"You should be,"Luke scoffed.
The team walked away from the forest onto the campus, laughing and talking as they went.The team looked to be getting along pretty nice, except for Rohan and Robin.The air between the both was always tense.Still clad in their bodysuits,the team looked pretty nice,with their Shadow Cloaks dancing from their backs.Luke only held his in his hand,not bothering to put it on.
"It is a pretty long sword you got there,"a familiar voice came from behind them. Walking closely behind them was Clement.His sword was sheathed and held to his waist by a leather belt.He looked pretty nice in that bodysuit.
"Yeah right,"Enoc added,"I bet it is heavy,too."
Speak of the devil and he will appear. Immediately Enoc mentioned being heavy, Luke's fingers started to hurt at the joints.The clanking of the swords, especially on Krysmis's claymore,made his fingers hurt real bad.
"You guessed it right,"Luke said,clawing his fingers a couple of times,to try and fight off the pain he was feeling.He resisted the urge to grimace.
"Oh, can't I be?"Enoc crossed his arms,on his chest.
"By the way,where did you guys learn duelling from?"Luke asked,still clawing his fingers.
"We did do a few swordsmanship lessons before we chose our mentors,"Clement said,"back in Second Year."
"They taught us a few tactics,"Enoc added,"and got us used to gripping swords."
"Why,then,do you guys have to do swordsmanship,again?"Luke asked,puzzled.If they had studied swordsmanship in their Second Year,why would they still be bothering to do it again.
"To better our skills,"Clement said, "and,besides,there is more to learn."
"More!!Like what?"Luke asked.
"There is archery,combat skills,survival skills and so much more,"Enoc said.
"Oh I see,"Luke nodded thoughtfully,taking in that piece of information.
"And there is the Channeling Lessons," Clement said.
"Elaborate,please!"Luke said.
"It is where we train to channel our powers into our weapons,"Enoc said.
"Okay.Now I kinda understand it,"Luke said.
Soon,they reached the armory.Taking off their weapons and bodysuits,they went on to the boys' locker rooms to get dressed.Asralyn went off to the girls' locker room.The team,along with the other students,went on to get changed.
Soon,they were walking towards the Boys'Dormitories.
"So...tell us,boyo,which lessons did Professor Alberic assign you to?"Clement said as they headed out the armory.
The armory was more like a geodesic dome, built in stone.There were mannequins,on which the students put their bodysuits and swords. In the boys' locker rooms were lockers,in which the boys put their uniforms,and some,their swords.There was a bathroom,too,where they took quick baths in ice cold water.The same applied for the girls.
"Art Of Manipulation,"Luke said,tying his long hair in a ponytail.He let part of it flow down his shoulders.
"Wait..are you a High Elf?"Enoc asked, surprised.
Luke glanced at Clement,who motioned zipping his mouth with his hands.He was going to keep his secret.
"Yeah!"Luke stuttered.He wasn't sure to tell Enoc yet.
"So..what are your abilities?"Enoc asked, gleefully.
"I...I...I..uh.."
"Come on,Enoc.Do not start bothering Luke.He hasn't even mastered his abilities,yet."Clement made to change the topic so they wouldn't have to spill the beans, unintentionally.
"Well,High Elves have the coolest abilities in the whole of Arda,"Enoc boomed,with gaiety in his voice.
"You might say so,"Luke said, sighing deeply.
Just as they were rounding a corner, leading towards the Boys' Dormitories,from the armory,Luke bumped into something. Something soft and rather tender and something really, really tough.There was a sound of a sword falling to the ground.
"Hey you,"a girl's voice rung in his ears.
Immediately,Luke lifted his eyes and looked at what he had just hit his chest upon.
Standing before him,really angry,was a girl.She had long flame red hair and sapphire blue eyes.She was clad in a bodysuit and looked pretty stunning.Luke thought he saw a heavenly light, introducing this angel to him.She was so stunning.
"Uh..oh!!"Clement gasped.
"Hey you..."
The girl ranted on, hurling insults at Luke but Luke was too stunned to mind her.He had mentioned Asralyn being hypnotizingly gorgeous but this girl was almost ten times as gorgeous as Asralyn was.Her long flame red hair shone brightly in the sun and her beautiful blue eyes gave her an everlasting freshness.Even though she looked to have just returned from her training,she was so.....
Luke could only manage to stare at her.She was so mesmerizing she wiped his thoughts out of his head.
"Hey,you. I'm talking to you,"she yelped, jolting Luke out of his dream.
"I..I'm sorry,"he chorused, stooping down to pick up her sword,"I'm sorry."
"Why don't you ever watch where you're going?"she asked, seething with anger.
"I'm sorry.It's all my fault,"Luke handed her her sword."Oh,yes it is!"she screamed. Luke just stared at her,in the eyes.They were so captivating.
"Give it up,Kyra.There is, technically,no need for you to make a scene,"Clement cut.
"You better stay out of this Cedric,"she issued him a warning, accompanied by an angry glare."It is my business,Kyra.This is no way to say hello to a newcomer,"Clement said. "Newcomer or not,"she turned to Luke,"you better not hold your eyes in your hands." With that,she left, shooting Luke an angry glare.
"Who is she?"Luke asked,still awestruck.
"Kyra.They call her the Demon,"Enoc said.
"Why would someone call that gorgeous girl a demon?"Luke asked, perplexed.
"Because of her short temper,"Clement said,"she easily picks fights and quarrels."
"With boys, especially,"Enoc added,"so don't you even think of dating her."
"Why with boys?" Luke asked.
"Who knows..."