3 The man

He looked just as surprised as i felt, and that said something, there was not supposed to be guards in this section of the castle. Maybe he is new and did not know how things work? again my musings was cut short, though this time it was with a fist to my face.

i fell back into the room tripping over my own feet,

what in the bloody hell is going on! i thought.

This time I cut my own musings short with a mental slap i really had to stop thinking about irrelevant things.

i tried to stand up but before i knew it, a kick had landed in my stomach and i was flung into the ceiling, i spat out a mouthful of blood as i was falling down but a roundhouse kick awaited me and i was flung against the wall like a kite cut from its string.

"all these fucking years of training and i cannot even dodge a punch to my face, ridiculous." i thought as i spat more blood, yet again my thoughts were interrupted when the man called on his elemental affinity, flames poured from his body like waves from a waterfall.

"fuck!"

what in the actual hell is a 'Tin' level soulblade doing here, the reason i was able to asses his level was because of the hellish training i had been forced to endure during my 18 years of life.

My fathers voice sounded in my head:

"A tin level soulblade has only just unlocked their elemental affinity and because of that they do not have the control experienced soulblades have, another weakness you can capitalize on is that they have yet to materialize their soulblade into the physical world, and therefore you may have a chance even if you are a level to two below them."

"well that information sure helps when i haven't even awakened my soulblade yet". Still i had to do something i got to my feet and asked the tall man which by the way was heavily armored and as broad as a boulder.

"Who are you?"

The giant of a man did not answer, instead he leaped of the floor with a massiv "boom!"

He was in front of me in an instant enveloped in flame, i tried to jump to the side but was caught on the chin by a flaming punch and was sent flying towards the far wall. Luckily i ended up being smashed through the window.

A 6 meter fall was in store for me.

i screamed "FUUUUUCK!" luckily for me the window below was open and i hit it on my way toward the ground. It broke the fall as well as my body. i held on to the window like my life depended on it and it probably did for that matter, I spit more blood out and opened my eyes for the first time since my fall.

And i screamed again, though this time it was in agony, below on the fields my father was crucified along with around a 100 of his most trusted guards. A strong hand wrapped around my collar and i was pulled from the window, i flailed and clawed at the hand trying to get free, all combat training evading my mind.

"Boy get yourself together this instant!" a somewhat familiar voice said. I looked up and saw my uncle, Thrall Frostcrown standing before me.