Saturday, June 23, 2007
Chapter XLVIITien eyes opened slowly, his head hurting.
"I'm never drinking again." Tien said, massaging his temple. "That was one of the weirdest dream i ever had."
Sitting up, he took a deep breath and gazed at the grassland in front of him. Standing up, he turned and looked at Jing's gravestone once again.
"I think i would really have liked you." Tien said.
"I finally found you..." Den said, walking up to Tien.
"What do you want?" Tien said, studying Den. "How are your wounds?"
"I am fine." Den said, he hesitated for a moment before bursting out. "I really want to be your disciple."
"Okay."
"That easy?" Den burst out in surprise.
"Yes, it is hard to come by someone who uses the same magic as me." Tien said. Shifting his focus back at Jing's grave. "Which branch of soul magic have you attained?"
"Force." Den replied. "A really common type of soul magic, unlike your holy."
"You can tell i use Holy?" Tien questioned.
"Only the Holy branch have healing abilities."
"Smart. Now try to keep up." Tien said before he zoomed off at an amazing speed. Den quickly chased after Tien, trying to keep up.
A dark shadow appeared near Jing's grave, three figures appeared from the shadow. They had black markings on their bodies and fiery red hair. Their presence caused the surrounding grass to turn brown.
"Jing failed."
"She fell in love with the enemy."
"Shall we send another?"
"Send Qing then, she is far more trained to kill than Jing."
"Her sister?"
"Just tell her Tien caused her sister's death and bring her here."
"Understood."
xo/-
10:07 AM
the tranquility ;