31 Lady Farah (2/2)

Donald added on, ”The Indomitable skill is extremely rare and powerful. You're forgetting just how important it is.” His voice rose as he spoke with great admiration, ”The last person known to have it was Lady Farah of the Desolate Wastelands in the vast deserts that lay to the south of the of Valar Empire.

Although she died over a hundred years ago while defending the Southern borders from a Spirit Horde, the likes of which had never been previously seen, she is still remembered as one of the greatest Spiritknights to ever live.

She was said to have laughed at the face of death and could draw energy from allies who fell in her presence, be they fellow Spiritknights or civilians, using it to fight all the harder in their names.

In the battle for the southern borders, she had been the first to arms and the last to fall. Without her, however, the southern borders quickly became infested. The blitzkrieg skirmishes still rage on to this day.”

Kylian raised a brow at his compatriot's words. ”You are speaking of these events as if you had not been there yourself.”

Donald shrugged his arms, ”I was a mere recruit at that time, so to be honest, I didn't experience much except for wave after wave of spirits.”

Kylian found Donald's words ridiculous. ”You may have been a recruit, but you were also Sir Humphrey's squire. As he was Lady Farah's confidante, this should have given you exposure to at least some of her battles.”

Donald shrugged once more. ”It's not that simple, old friend.”

”Why not?” Kylian questioned.

Donald sighed in resignation. A hint of melancholy could be seen on his face as he looked upwards, gazing into nothingness.

”Aye, I was Sir Humphreys squire, and aye, he was her confidante, but whenever she fought, everyone made sure to steer clear of her path.

I only saw part of her battle once. I was miles away, and even though it's been a century, I remember the chills I got while watching her battle with the Spirits... Nay, that was no battle: it was a massacre.”

Kylian could not help but have his curiosity piqued. Lady Farah was a legend and a half. Her tales of power, skill and bravery enticed anyone on the Spiritknight's path.

Donald continued, ”It was only when I saw her fight that I understood why no one was allowed near her. The spirits came in their millions, flooding the desert as far as the eye could see.

Many a Spiritknight fell that day. I almost fell as well, but it was not by a Spirit's hand.

One of Lady Farah's attacks landed near me. The explosion nearly blew me to pieces. The Spirits around me were reduced to ash.”