" Take a good look, young lad - me wares are top notch and dishing for gushing, a feast for yer eyes for sure ! "
Exclaimed the brash boy who introduced himself in a gruff manner as - 'Hearthwing' as per his background according to him,
He came from the distant lands of the south in search for the rare artifact that was rumored to be here -
To be precise he was informed by his fellow 'Wingmates' Whom he had a reliance on.
Despite his childish look - he explained that he was a 'warrior' a long time ago, it's so happened that it made him looks younger than he was and that i was the first who didn't look down on him in this city without some brawl to prove himself.
"Like so, you set up a workshop here because you 'took a fancy' in this place? "
Aldritch raised a question while surveying the transaction and the wares the old-timer sold here -
it was fairly comprised of mostly relics and ores being layed down in cloth, to summed it up.
Hearthwing unquestionably want to boast his love for an antiquarian lifestyle and ancient items, the way he talks solitified it -
While that it not particularly unwelcomed, it is unusual for the future humanity to be interested in such old traditions.
" That's right, lad - yer have fitsy personality, so i'm giving ya premium discount. "
" Found anything that catch yer peeper, eh? "
Hearthwing remarked with his pupil setting ablaze - a glare that is enough to make one realized his longevity, so this is the power of a true warrior?
He realized that the moment Aldritch made contact with him - Hearthwing's eyes never wandered but only observing him intently, if he made the wrong move at any given point.
His end would assuredly be the next charcoal for the forge inside the workshop...
" Not yet, while the quality is fantastic, the armor and accessories - i doubt i can afford them - "
" I just need an ore that doesn't reflect light nor it is too bulky and includes corrosion resistance on top of it. "
Aldritch shooked his head as though seems to be discontented with the selection he had been given so far-
In no way are they junky, but rather its not what he wished for in reality.
" Is that so? Well lad, you're in luck - me happens to have these metals right here that function as an ore, "
" I'm not some twat to be stingy about a couple dimes of darn metals. "
He declared while identical to poker - he calls and put forward the alloys that were part of a robbery initially.
Upon inspecting them, Aldritch's eyes fluttered as he found the answer he was seeking all along.
**
*bang* *bang*
A girl wearing a 'fallen uniform' standing on top of the dummy that crumbled underneath her grip after using the aura of 'Gaia'
It was an ability that was passed down from generations upon generations of her family-
She was fated to be an heir as the only successor and child of the Berndette family that wasn't as prosperous than its embodied during it's glory days.
As she completed her training in secret, she took it upon herself to fix her attire next to the mirror that was part of the equipments.
A half-half, one side green and the opposite side orange. This constitution was unique to the Berndette family - according to their legacy. Saintess Berndette has been split-in two by the earth goddess and has been given two blessings.
The blessing is their vow and reminder of their shibboleth.
'Shield the heart and body'
But as time passes, the heart was forgotten and only the latter was given to their descendant,
Her father and grandfather couldn't fathom the intention behind their ancestors indignation toward the heart.
'Isadora, you must carry the burden of being a Berndette -
you must understand the meaning of the shield. '
That what her father would always told her, despite not having understood the meaning himself.
With hope, she took upon herself in an attempt to surpass her father expectations - but fate would have it she wasn't fit to be a shield.
She was given the curse of being a chosen 'summoner',
A class that has nothing to do with a shield.
But her father wasn't disappointed, he wished that she would pursue the shield and break that curse -
He was wise and patient, he was a stalwart warrior that most would idolized to be.
In the mirror, Isadora only saw a pallid reflection of a monster that took away the chance of Berndette's chance of revival - it was truly a hedious shame, she thought to herself.
But she didn't dislike the class, in fact she had slowly became fond of it after summoning her first creature - it became clear that she was contradictory at birth.
After properly adorning her family armor and carrying a a large plate of steel shield with a colossal properties on her back inscribed with her name on it - she went out from the training room, it was almost twilight for when she left the academy.
Her home was nearby - she rode on her kinetic motorbike with considerable speed while obeying the traffic laws.
She took her time in derailing middle of the way to feed the neighbour cats sometimes, it was part of her hobby when finding a feline that she would pack catnips in her pockets.
Some that saw her would find it strange that such a deadpan person would be feeding cats in the middle of the street -
it became such a common attraction that some cat owners would let their cats get fed by their "Housekeeper" during that hour.
5 minutes later,
Isadora stood in front of the mansion's gate - it was decorated in crest resembling a shield.
She gave the motorbike to a servant that stationed outside to welcome and serve the heir.
" Open the shield. "
She continued onward beyond the gate as it opened on her command,
She is eminating a spritual aura befitting of the heir.
**
" The servants are mysterious today. "
Isadora was alerted by the lack of presence in the courtyard - The Gardener who was expected to be trimming the bushes in Gaia's image.
Her personal maids 'Vanguards' aren't here either, they would work day and night shifts as a sign of their loyalty to the Berndettes.
Nevertheless, a Berndette only press forward - Isadora continued to the main entrance.
When she arrived at the door, as the armored palm touched the handle - She had sense an insecurity crawling on her back!
*KA CHINK*
*BOOM!*
Ultilizing a mere instinct and discipline - Isadora moved the large wall of a shield that was towering over her toward the source of the sound.
*Clank*
She felt suffering as the powerful force that collided with her defensive stance roared with violent turbulence - which pushed her back in an unexpected turn of events!
*thump*
The aftermath of that exchange ended in sending her airborne and ramming into a statue which shattered into pieces -
She coughed out the filthy dust and stood in place raising the wall against where she was thrown from.
She was unharmed but shaken by the impact that she knew all too well-
'The Immovable Tempest'
" Isadora. "
The assailant of the attack spoke flatly matching that of her own nature of speech -
He holds a similar tool of oversized steel shield that charging as it sizzling with mana.
His clothes resembled that of a middle age man in a tuxedo, his beard and wild hair made him look like a bear or a barbarian if not for his unusual clean look.
" Father. "
Isadora responded with the same tone - neither was surprised by this outcome of their meeting,
They both were Berndette therefore they understood each other with mere glances, such is the bond between them.
" How was the academy? "
The man holding the 'Colossal Wall' swung it with ferocity and precision enough to create a tremor that could paralyzed a human being.
Isadora could scrutinize and for a split second - the name written on that signature weapon of the Berndettes:
'Callimos Berndette'
Inscribed in their family writing.
" It was fine. "
Isadora responded with one of her own swing of the weapon - causing a turbulent gust of wind to blow away the surrounding bugs on the courtyard.
*THWACK*
*Flutter*
The clash this time was unbiased in might, both came at a draw and Isadora was unaffected.
" You're late. "
Callimos covertly begin the first strike once more, excepting that this was different -
The Berndette's signature weapon began to glow in aura and radiate a glowing light similar to a nuclear strike or a serrated cannon that was about to kick off a shrapnel.
This was the 'Aura blast' technique that was specially wielded by the Berndettes for generations,
A majestic and catalysmic shotgun blast that could obliterate enemies within the shockwave utilizing the custom-made shield.
" I was training. "
Isadora replied whom sprinted at the glowing doom that await her - with no hesitation she jumped at the last blinking instant, moments before the shockwave could affected her and effectively created a disturbance in the sound barrier.
" Good. The dinner is meat skewers - your favorite. "
Callimos retorted the dodge with an anticipated right handed punch gaining the momentum of the knockback from the blast - toward the descending Isadora.
" Thanks. Father. "
Isadora suspened in mid-air had no choice but to replied with a punch of her own from her right fist into her father's fearsome combo.
*Pow*
*CRACK!*
Two fists collided and one falls.
Isadora was grounded on the floor - she was too fragile compared to her father even if he was using pure physical strength.
" It's dark, let's go inside. "
Callimos lifted his daughter up by her hands - while carefully letting the girl balance herself on the aftermath of the sparring.
" Okay. "
Isadora who recovered from the blunt trauma - nodded with no complaints, she were hungry and exhausted after her father's 'surprise.'
And so they both went inside and Callimos called the servant back as soon the fight resolved -
The servants who was used to these kind of events just continued on with their work, supposibly treating it as if nothing had happened.
**
Aldritch felt his heart racing - this piece of metal was a match-made in heaven for him!
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[ Maelstrome ]
[ Red Superior Grade ]
[Description: The metal has a properties of self regeneration based on the mana consumed in it - it can also bend and change forms using the same principles.]
[ Ebon lord's Ions ]
[ Orange Inferior Grade ]
[ Description: The metal is resistant to red grade mental and psychedelic interferance - the properties has lesser compound compared than normal metals and can be dissolved easily by corrosive elements. ]
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