Secrets of the Ancients of the sword: Part 7
The mercenary smirked, but as Jatu advanced, his expression shifted to one of fear. He could see the power surging through her, and he wasn't prepared for what she was capable of.
Mercenary (hesitating):
"Alright... I'll tell you. The Stormblade was never meant to be contained within a single family. It was created by ancient beings, guardians of the world's elemental powers. Your ancestors were the first to master it, but they were only one part of the grand plan. The Age of Powers—what's happening now—it's the return of these elemental forces, and your family's connection to the Stormblade is the key to controlling them."
Jatu stepped back, her heart pounding. The pieces were falling into place, but the truth was overwhelming. She had always believed that her power was a gift from her ancestors, something to protect her family and those close to her. But now she was beginning to understand the true weight of the Stormblade's legacy.
Kairo (weakly from behind her):
"Jatu... it's worse than we thought. The world is changing, and we can't fight this war alone."
Jatu turned to her brother, seeing the desperation in his eyes. The realization hit her hard—her family's isolation had been a shield, but now it had become a weakness. They were vulnerable in a world where powers were emerging, and their enemies had grown stronger while they remained divided.
Jatu (to Kairo):
"Then we need allies. We can't stay in the shadows anymore. We'll find others who are fighting back against this war of powers."
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