convincing herself of her plan.
A slight twinge from her stomach reminded Sarena of what she was supposed to be doing, and with a grimace she stepped forward to the corpse of the beast. Just think of it as a deer, you’ve skinned and gutted plenty of those in the past. Sarena thought. Her grandfather used to regularly take her on hunting trips in the foothills of the White Mountains, so she was familiar with what needed to be done. The sheer size of the beast made the task seem daunting to her though. Even if she ate constantly for weeks she wouldn’t be able to finish off the creature. Setting her mind to the task, Sarena raised Tyrus and began her work.
Chapter Five
I t took Sarena the better part of a day just to skin the strange creature, followed by two more to dry and cure the massive hide. Tyrus had been particularly unhelpful when it came to that, and throughout their conversations Sarena came to realize just how little Tyrus knew. She had ended up using the hide to make a cloak for herself, as well as a pack to hold things with and a simple tent. All of them looked remarkably ugly, but worked surprisingly well at keeping her warm. The hide was incredibly durable to the point where even Tyrus couldn’t easily cut it.
Inside of the pack there was very little besides the tent, bundles of smoked meat - all of which were chewy and tasted awful but was the only thing Sarena had to eat - and a crystal clear orb the size of a chicken egg that she had found at the base of the monster’s skull. Tyrus said he could feel power inside of it, but had no idea what it was for, so they left it at that. It was a surprisingly peaceful time for the both of them. It seemed that the creature they killed was the apex predator of the area around them so no others were willing to enter its territory. Sarena was able to sleep peacefully while Tyrus kept watch, feeling a sense of security now that she was able to use his power.
For almost a week the two of them stayed in their small camp. Sarena worked to build up her supply of food while she could, and spent the rest of her time crafting her tent and pack when the beast had decayed too far. They had found a stream about an hour’s walk from the corpse, which Sarena was able to traverse in several minutes using her wind element. While it didn’t have the effect of slowing the world around her like Tyrus’ power did, it let her move far faster and raised her reaction speed to a level beyond anything she had thought possible. She had experimented with it throughout the week and found that aside from increasing her speed and agility, it also sharpened her mind, giving her a much clearer view of things that had confused her before. It was an argument she had with Tyrus that had led her to discover that.
Three days after they had killed the beast, Sarena was sewing together the tent when she finally decided to ask Tyrus about his past.
“So where exactly did you come from? I don’t remember there being any mention of Heartseeker being alive in my family’s annals,” Sarena asked.
“I wish I knew. It’s pretty boring here in this sword. Just a big black void in every direction. I don’t even know how long I was waiting before you reached out for me,” he said.
“Doesn’t that mean you were just asleep?” she asked.
“No, although I might have been for a while. I think I was human before I got stuck in here, but I’m not really sure. It’s been too long.”
That must have been torture. Heartseeker has been in my family for thousands of years. How is he still sane?
“But that’s all in the past now! You freed me from that terrible realm! I’ve been doing my best to protect you since then. Honestly, I don’t know how you manage to get yourself into so many dangerous situations. I was barely free and you were already surrounded by so much evil.”
Instantly Sarena filled with rage. She had almost forgotten that Tyrus had done that, putting her in this terrible
A slight twinge from her stomach reminded Sarena of what she was supposed to be doing, and with a grimace she stepped forward to the corpse of the beast. Just think of it as a deer, you’ve skinned and gutted plenty of those in the past. Sarena thought. Her grandfather used to regularly take her on hunting trips in the foothills of the White Mountains, so she was familiar with what needed to be done. The sheer size of the beast made the task seem daunting to her though. Even if she ate constantly for weeks she wouldn’t be able to finish off the creature. Setting her mind to the task, Sarena raised Tyrus and began her work.
Chapter Five
I t took Sarena the better part of a day just to skin the strange creature, followed by two more to dry and cure the massive hide. Tyrus had been particularly unhelpful when it came to that, and throughout their conversations Sarena came to realize just how little Tyrus knew. She had ended up using the hide to make a cloak for herself, as well as a pack to hold things with and a simple tent. All of them looked remarkably ugly, but worked surprisingly well at keeping her warm. The hide was incredibly durable to the point where even Tyrus couldn’t easily cut it.
Inside of the pack there was very little besides the tent, bundles of smoked meat - all of which were chewy and tasted awful but was the only thing Sarena had to eat - and a crystal clear orb the size of a chicken egg that she had found at the base of the monster’s skull. Tyrus said he could feel power inside of it, but had no idea what it was for, so they left it at that. It was a surprisingly peaceful time for the both of them. It seemed that the creature they killed was the apex predator of the area around them so no others were willing to enter its territory. Sarena was able to sleep peacefully while Tyrus kept watch, feeling a sense of security now that she was able to use his power.
For almost a week the two of them stayed in their small camp. Sarena worked to build up her supply of food while she could, and spent the rest of her time crafting her tent and pack when the beast had decayed too far. They had found a stream about an hour’s walk from the corpse, which Sarena was able to traverse in several minutes using her wind element. While it didn’t have the effect of slowing the world around her like Tyrus’ power did, it let her move far faster and raised her reaction speed to a level beyond anything she had thought possible. She had experimented with it throughout the week and found that aside from increasing her speed and agility, it also sharpened her mind, giving her a much clearer view of things that had confused her before. It was an argument she had with Tyrus that had led her to discover that.
Three days after they had killed the beast, Sarena was sewing together the tent when she finally decided to ask Tyrus about his past.
“So where exactly did you come from? I don’t remember there being any mention of Heartseeker being alive in my family’s annals,” Sarena asked.
“I wish I knew. It’s pretty boring here in this sword. Just a big black void in every direction. I don’t even know how long I was waiting before you reached out for me,” he said.
“Doesn’t that mean you were just asleep?” she asked.
“No, although I might have been for a while. I think I was human before I got stuck in here, but I’m not really sure. It’s been too long.”
That must have been torture. Heartseeker has been in my family for thousands of years. How is he still sane?
“But that’s all in the past now! You freed me from that terrible realm! I’ve been doing my best to protect you since then. Honestly, I don’t know how you manage to get yourself into so many dangerous situations. I was barely free and you were already surrounded by so much evil.”
Instantly Sarena filled with rage. She had almost forgotten that Tyrus had done that, putting her in this terrible
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