hikaru

Gallius looked around the armory. It was littered with weapons and tools, all recently used by him. He found it tough just sitting on his hands waiting for Laermont to return, and the TorBru presence in the city was actually increasing daily. After a couple of weeks of waiting, the fighter...

Hikaru lay quietly on the soft grassy floor of the biodome, watching fog swirl past his face, reminiscing about the past few days. I missed the tournament signups by three days? I still can't believe it. the warrior thought, his spiky dark hair ruffled in the slight breeze, and he reached to run...

Shing! Shing! Ka-chak. Sang the black blade as it flew through the air, slicing through tennis balls from the practice machine. The young shinigami exhaled heavily, sweat beading on his brow, trickling down his face twisted in concentration; then turned towards a large arrangement of sandbags...