Followers of The Way by Philip Read

Author:Philip Read [Read, Philip]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: www.royalroad.com
Published: 2018-08-30T15:33:14.697000+00:00

Chapter 27

Sachihiro

I’m watching a fight between a woman, Stomm the Bloodletter, village chief Daen, da and Tosting the White. The Bloodletter is good. Really really good. But none compare to Tosting.

I know he is fighting a woman, and that she stands head and shoulders shorter and probably weighs half his mass. But I’ve given up using normal scales for these creatures when the fire wall came up in village Chief Bohr and his guard’s fight.

Chief Bohr is the only chief without a spiritual weapon, as his weapon of chose is the hammer, and it would have been a waste to make a hammer with celestial ore. It takes a lot of metal to make a war hammer.

When he smashed that hammer home I was sure these creatures would get their first casualty. How wrong was I. They just took it up a notch.

Ava is besides herself with palpable excitement and battle lust. She stands absolutely no chance in this fight. None of us do. But by Gaia, if I’m not also bouncing at the tip of my toes with excitement.

This is definitely a naming fight, no question. Everyone who manages to last and survive will definitely get a war name. Tosting the White. I see why they call the old man that.

He fights with a single handed axe in each hand. His beautifully crafted and lovingly wrapped and decorated half-moon dwarven axes looking like sparkles in the night, reflecting the fires and moonlight. The speed with which they slash impressive. His white hair all over the place, mesmerizing.

The annoying and contrary old man is gone. Replaced by a pure genius of the one handed axe who’s Rage burns white. I can almost see what I assume is a white miasma falling off him like steam.

Da takes a kick to the chest and stumbles three steps back. A bruise the size of a child’s foot plastered on his chest. Everything about this fight is fascinating because I have never seen da fight seriously.

And 99% of all named fighter are much older than me and got their names long before I knew which end of a spear to hold. Watching all these named men hold nothing back is an honour I will cherish forever.

My eyes wonder of to another interesting fight, then my legs take me towards it. But too many people are blocking my way, eagerly anticipating their chance at a glorious death.

Teá pulls on my arm as a wave of dust and air pressure buffets us. I look and see nothing until a pressure that sets my teeth to gnashing and heart pounding in fear befalls me.

I roar loudly to dispel it and am at the edge of the Rage as I try not to piss myself. Suddenly the pressure is gone and I can breathe again, then am pushed a few yards back.

The ground trembles slightly as the bald man lands between the fighters and the vicious creature they are fighting. One of the fighters nearly attacks him, but he is already gone.

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