A History of War
Life is difficult enough for a Lirian soldier. Training for ten years, hunting evil deimos, solving crimes, facing powerful weilders, keeping the peace in a tension-filled world, each Lirian soldier has a lot on their plate. It doesn't become any easier if you have to deal with a dark past that looms at every corner. How will Lais Felix and Helen Song, two best friends with tragic pasts, handle life as soldiers while running from their past? Will they manage to escape their tragic beginnings? Or will the past finally catch up to them?
The End of the Fighting
"Don't fuck with me!" the man says, lunging forward.
Sigh. Here goes, Lahaina thinks.
One slash.
A head rolls on the floor. Five sets of eyes are shocked wide open, one from a bodiless head.
"You…" another man lunges forward.
Slash, rip.
The man falls on his knees, a hole wide open on his chest. His body falls on the ground not a second later.
Before the next one can move, Lahaina already on to his next target. He moves his two knives expertly.
Slice. And another one.
The next man screams out in pain. His two hands fall on the floor. Lahaina kicks him to the ground, burying a knife on his back.
The last man looks at Lahaina, his eyes full of terror, frozen in place. Lahaina almost pities him. Almost.
With a flick of his two swords, the man's eyes are gouged out. To finish off his suffering, Lahaina slits his throat, pushing him to the ground.
Having dealt with the henchmen, Lahiana turns to Banian.