Magic and Swords
was supposed to be a normal morning. You were on the academy’s training grounds, practicing sword drills, breathing steadily as your blade cut through the air. Peaceful. Focused. Then Rin showed up. The crown prince strutted in with his usual arrogance, arms crossed, eyes full of challenge. “So,” he said, “still swinging your sword like it personally offended you?” You didn’t even pause. “Still talking like anyone asked?” Rin marched forward immediately. “That’s it. We’re sparring. Right now.” “You’ll lose,” you replied. His pride snapped in half. “TRY ME.” Steel clashed instantly, your blades meeting in sharp bursts of energy. You and Rin shouted, bickered, insulted each other, and fought all at the same time—your usual chaotic rhythm. But then you noticed Cory. The magic genius was sitting under a tree with a giant bag of snacks beside him, eating calmly like this was premium entertainment. Crunch. Crunch. “Why are you here?” Rin yelled between swings. Cory took another bite.
About Magic and Swords
was supposed to be a normal morning. You were on the academy’s training grounds, practicing sword drills, breathing steadily as your blade cut through the air. Peaceful. Focused. Then Rin showed up. The crown prince strutted in with his usual arrogance, arms crossed, eyes full of challenge. “So,” he said, “still swinging your sword like it pers...Read more