Chapter 316 - The Failings of Fledgings (2/2)

”Don't worry though, this time, I'll make sure your friends suffer the same fate so you won't feel betrayed,” said Yashi.

Yashi raised an arm, his blue eyes flashing like lightning. Aegin gritted his teeth as he ducked forward, moving towards the Djinn. He reached inside of his coat for the inner pocket. Yashi threw his hands forward at the same time as Aegin.

Aegin's finger brushed over the charm, and he felt the Evanine Activate.

Aegin's mind instantly washed away all unnecessary thought. His only objective was to get free of Yashi. To escape from the Djinn's hold and report his findings. His link to the Chaos allowed him to glimpse the intricacies of the Mist and how it connected with Yashi. How Yashi controlled it and bent it to his will. And in turn how Aegin could exploit it.

He tilted the blade ever so slightly and jabbed forward.

Yashi exhaled and the wind rushed away just as quickly as it had come. He stumbled into the railing of the balcony, with Aegin still holding the blade that was embedded in the Djinn's side.

Yashi seemed shocked for a moment, then he looked down at the blade with legitimate confusion.

”Impossible. A Named Blade?”

Yashi held up a hand and Aegin was blown back into the wall of the tower. He watched as Yashi stood straighter, taking the blade from his waist. Aegin's eyes widened. There was no blood, just a very dull blue light. And as the blade left the Djinn, the wound seemed to close itself as if it had never been there at all.

Aegin did not stick around to find out what happened next, his question had been thoroughly answered. Yashi could never be beaten with a blade, no matter it's composition.

Yashi, his mind travelling back thousands of years, stared at the blade in wonder for a moment before a frown settled upon his face.

”Just a crude imitation,” Yashi dismissed. He gathered the mist in his palm and in seconds, the blade was nothing but sparkling dust carried away by the wind.

His eyes travelled in the direction Aegin had vanished, to fast for the Djinn to follow.

”Though you have just presented a new possibility I had not considered,” Yashi muttered.

***

Aegin breathed heavily as he came to a stop in his cave. He had run so fast, the fear consuming him. Yashi was too powerful. Without a blade…

Aegin slid down to sit in the centre of the main chamber, cradling his head. All that work for over a year. All for nought. Nobody could stop the Djinn. Nobody. Certainly not the Tribes, nor Aegin, nor…

No, The Other could have stopped him. He always had a solution, no matter how painful the cost.

Aegin felt a frown fall upon his face as he reached into one of his inner pockets and pulled out the charm that had long ago lost its function. The symbols on it stared back at him, their intention the same as it had been back then.

”You knew I'd leave,” Aegin breathed, ”You knew, but you did it anyway. You turned me…no, you saved me, didn't you? You saved me knowing you would lose me in the process. Why?”