chosen weapon up top ^^
Her heart thumped inside of her chest, feeling as though it were trying to escape. However Reyna attempted to ignore any fear she felt as these people stare her down. Walking through the maze that was this building, each guard they would past would snarl and glare at the silver headed girl.
Reyna gulped, but held her head high. She knew people like this could practically smell the fear on you. Having no idea about where she was, or where she was going, Reyna could do nothing but plot her escape as guards led her through the dimly lit hallways of the decaying building.
When they reached the opening, Reyna gasped at the large crowd that seemed to be encircled around a clear area lined with different weapons. She had thought that there was no life on earth, when in reality hundreds of survivors currently all stood before her with rough and intimidating glares. Reyna was in uncharted territory, a chill settled in her bones as the guards led her toward the dirt clearing.
This seemed to be a village of some sorts, perhaps these were the villagers.
A rough hand gripped onto her shoulder as a voice snarled into her right ear.
"os luck, skai scum" Yet again that language that Reyna couldn't quite understand, yet she understood some of the words.
She stood in the centre of the dirt clearing, where a buff and burley man began to approach. He held mighty battle axes on his back and terrifying black war paint on his face. The man wore no shirt, confident in his abilities as to not need armour, Reyna thought that was silly.
"Mikah kom Trikru don offered gon odon skai girls sonraun, however ai don decided gon ron em op chance ona survival kom we em claims gon nou gada in ties kom Skaikru" Reyna furrowed her eyebrows as the woman from before spoke up from a small podium built from wood.
She stood tall as black fabrics hung off of her warriors build, weapons attached to her body along with different paint marks covering her face. Reyna admired the look these people had, it was intimidating.
"So, sky girl" She spat out with venom. "Are you ready to fight?" She questioned.
The words echoed in Reyna's mind. Thats what this was, an execution. Only they were giving her a slim chance at survival. Blood pumped at a rapid speed through her veins as her fingers clenched themselves into fists, how barbaric. They seemed no better than the ark, people attempting to play god.
She grit her teeth before nodding her head with determination, she would try her very best to survive.
The woman gestured to the rack of weapons that lay off to the side of the arena, Reyna hesitantly approached it. Carefully keeping her eyes on the man behind her. There were many weapons to choose from, axes, maces, spears, beautifully crafted daggers and swords. But one weapon in specific caught her eye.
A double ended sword of some sort, yet it was as large as a mighty spear. Each end had a perfectly sharpened blade, it was perfect and also half the size of Reyna. She picked up the blade from the handle that sat in the middle rather than the end, spinning it a few times in her grasp she was unbeknownst to the stares of wonder she got from the onlookers.
She was certain this was the weapon she wanted to use, twirling it in her hand she spun around with such speed and blocked the oncoming attack. Blades clashed as the sound of scraping metal filled her ears, the man hadn't even waited for her to turn around before charging toward her. Yet she still managed to block his attempt at ending her.
Spinning the blade again the two separate. Unexpectedly, Reyna violently twirls the blade in her two hands, each end attempting to strike the man as he struggles to dodge and block with his axes. Many wondered if all sky people could fight like this, or maybe the funny hair coloured one was special.
Such violence with such quickened pace threw the man off guard as one of his axes gets flung across the arena, embedding itself in the dirt, blade first. Reyna smirked, she would gain her freedom and she would do whatever it takes to do so. She wasn't given a chance to fight back on the ark, yet these people seemed to have the slightest bit more mercy as she would not waste her opportunity.
Suddenly the man jolted his leg out, shocking Reyna as it collided with her torso. A grunt exited her lips as she was pushed back a few steps. Her large double ended blade stayed tightly gripped in her hands as she and the man glare at each other in a battle of dominance. Suddenly he dashes toward her, and she prepared to take the attack head on.
However, when he had dropped to his knees and slid behind her she furrowed her eyebrows in utter confusion. Then she remembered, his other axe. Rapidly she ducked, avoiding what would've been a decapitation as he swung his weapon at her. Spinning around she blocked his axe, but the other one came so fast.
She moved her head backward, but it seemed as though she couldn't avoid the attack fully. The cool and sharpened metal of his battle axe cut into the pale flesh of her face, across the bridge of her nose. She winced as the warm liquid began to trickle down her face.
But what surprised her the most was what happened after that.
The man went to strike her again, however after his eyes connected with her wound his stopped in his tracks and stared in pure horror. Soon gasps rung out between all the people, Reyna stood confused but didn't move a single muscle.
"She is a natblida!"
"Becca Pramheda has returned!"
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short chapter ik I'm so sorry!!
but I've also quite literally been so sooo sick, like i was in the hospital for a few days sick. though i am getting better now so expect a few more (hopefully longer) chapters!
also I'm not sure if i expressed this in other authors notes but i eventually will be putting translations for trigedasleng, but when Reyna learns the language. bc although its in third person pov the story does revolve around her, so as she begins to learn the language i will put in translations :)
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FanfictionTo be enamoured with someone was to admire everything they did, scan their every move with fascination. To be enamoured was to be in love. - The ground, that was always the dream. Especially for young teenager Reyna. She had always hoped that one...