Deathsworn: Siddhi Chronicles Book 1 by H. K Oby

Author:H. K Oby [Oby, H. K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-25T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

LYING AWAKE IN the infirmary with the nurse fussing over him, Amin couldn’t suppress the grin that was still on his face.

He and Rishi had carried Amaira between them to the infirmary, grinning all the way. He had been hurt, too, as a little of Amaira had crashed into him as well, but it had been minor compared to her injuries. Still, after giving her a sleeping tonic that was already ready, the nurse had insisted on him lying down for a checkup.

It was easy to ignore her grumblings under her breath. They had finally done it. It felt as if he was dreaming, even though the wounds all over his body that still throbbed said otherwise.

Obliging the nurse’s order to strip while she went to make an ointment, he found himself thinking back on everything that had led to this moment.

A week had passed quickly, each day making him more and more anxious when it ended with no sign of either of his companions’ siddhis awakening. He knew that they were hard at work; whenever they had a moment of free time, he saw them closing their eyes and concentrating, going through the steps the first elder had laid out. On his part, everything was ready. He had identified a few targets in the sparring ground they might go up against and created 20 plans, but all of them were useless if they didn’t have an ace up their sleeve.

He had also spent most of his time examining the siddhis of the others and trying to put aside the jealousy he still felt every time he saw someone perform a superhuman feat. His heart had almost jumped out of his chest when he first saw someone becoming a giant. One moment, they had stood only five and a half feet tall, and in the next, they were three times that size, swinging a fist almost as big as their opponent. Amin had stood where he was in a daze while that punch descended, changing all of his plans while wishing that Rishi and Amaira could somehow be just as competent as this woman who he had heard had arrived three months ago.

When they were not at the sparring ground, the children made sure to remind them of how important it was to beat someone in the upcoming competition. They were told by the goatee-twiddling Master of Novices to obey the children no matter what they said, so Amin had had to give piggyback rides at least 10 times until he took a chance, told one of the children he was tired and was sent to the infirmary again with a bruised stomach courtesy of the hand of the Master that had finally left that goatee.

The man was as quick as the giant, or even quicker, and that had left Amin with the decision that there was no way he could estimate anyone’s strength by the way they looked.

On the eighth day, Amaira had succeeded.

The way it happened was absurd.

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