Chapter 294 - An Impatient Impaler (2/2)
Rima swung wide as she turned back to Tigin, ”That's not fair, you-”
Tigin just smiled back at her. Rima blushed, pouting angrily as she crossed her arms, ”Shut up. We can't all be balanced, passive, giants like you”.
”Well no,” Tigin agreed, ”It'd be pretty boring if we all were that way though, wouldn't it?”
Rima couldn't help but smile, ”Come on, the sooner we get this, the sooner he'll start teaching us something more exciting”.
She turned back to her stick and Tigin turned back to the stump.
Taking a breath, Rima drew back and swung the knife. But rather than hitting the stick, the ring of metal on metal rang out, and the resistance that Rima felt was suddenly pushed back at her The knife was thrown from her hand, and she spun towards the culprit in shock.
He was not nearly as big as Tigin, but his skin was just as dark. With eyes that appeared red at first in the low glow of the fire behind her before she realised he was wearing a sort of circlet on his brow that cast a red light over his eyes from the thin rubies embedded in it. His eyes were in fact an amber shade, his jaw strong. He had long black ropes of hair that were held back from his face by the circlet, and tied stiffly down his back.
He moved his sword beneath Rima's chin.
”Curious, the little game you're place with a knife and a stick, though it doesn't appear very useful,” he said, his voice deep, but not as much as Tigin's.
Rima risked a glance over at Tigin, who stood with a man in similar dress on either side of him, one with short-cropped hair, the other with his hair in a plait down his back.
”What is your purpose here?” the man threatening Rima asked. Rima snapped back towards him.
”We're looking for a Tribe,” said Rima, figuring honesty was the best policy, ”My mother's Tribe”.
He raised an eyebrow, ”You do not look like a Tribesman. More like those half-blood Triads”.
Rima frowned. He'd said it like she was dirty.
”So what? We're still half Tribesman,” Rima replied.
He smirked, chuckling lowly, ”Tribesman are born in Tribes. They live in Tribes. You and your friend appear to be familiar with neither, or you wouldn't have crossed through territory that is spoken for so uninhibited”.
Rima sighed. Realising that without Aegin, they really were pretty defenseless, ”What do you want?”
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