35| Choosing My Weapon

Lotus opened the door and walked in without announcing herself. "Come in," she called when I lingered in the hallway. "We have to pick out your sword."

"Is it okay to just barge in without his permission?"

"Given our task, of course."

"Is he even awake?" I reluctantly poked my head inside Darren's room. I had seen that gamma once and he was huge. It was enough for me to never mess with him.

The walls were packed with weapons. There wasn't a bare patch of wall space—something sharp or dangerous was on every square inch. Crossbows, recurve bows, and quivers were all neatly bolted to the far wall—it seemed like they fit around the wall with the windows the easiest. The shades to the window were, in fact, pinned to the wall with arrows.