Chapter 25: A Friendly Family Fight
Sakura
“Who harmed you?” Gamera asked, his voice soft and comforting. Yet underlying it I could tell there was an edge to it. A promise of violence when the proper target was laid bare for his wrath.
It was an emotion I could sympathize with.
Yu responded, but Ren cut her off. “She won’t tell me! And she has the servants who were there under some kind of agreement not to say as well.”
Yu suppressed a grin, but I saw it tug at the edges of her mouth all the same. “You’re too angry, my love. If I told you right now, and you went on a rampage, you would never forgive yourself. I will tell you, once you are calmer, and able to think.”
“Can you at least tell us if it was an accident or a purposeful attack?” Gamera kneeled down and examined her wrapped arm. I felt waves of mana wash over everyone there. It was a mix of a calming, healing power and frustrated anger.
“She was attacked.”
“It was an accident.”
Yu and Ren spoke at the same time. Ren huffed. “My guards said when they came on scene that both ambassadors were there with their full cadre of guards ready for a fight, and it looked like you had stepped in between them. If they hadn’t shown up, they would have finished you off before killing one another and leaving our city in ruins.”
“Your guards, as brave and loyal as they are, were not there for the incident. I was my love. Trust me, please?” She took one of his hands in her good one, and held it gently.
Ren melted like butter in the summer sun. His shoulders sagged, and a tension I hadn’t noticed until it was gone, left the surrounding air. “Only because the healers say you’re going to make a full recovery. And I trust you.”
“Good. How long until I have full use of my arm, doctor?”
The old man with an impressively long, wispy beard, and robes that covered his feet they were so long, stroked his facial hair as he considered his answer. “At your cultivation stage, my lady? Two days, if you cycle for fifteen minutes every hour, and apply the ointment as instructed. The venom mana embedded in the cuts was particularly potent. The ointment will draw it out, so you will need to wash it off before applying new ointment. The physical scarring and damage is relatively minor. Your defenses are formidable, my lady, and they did their job well.”
“Thank you, Saj’a. My servants will see there are rooms prepared for you and your apprentices for your stay here.” Yu gave the old healer an appreciative nod, and the two apprentices began packing up. “Before you leave Saj’a, could you tend to my children?”
“They are unharmed, lady Yu.” Gamera said, his voice calm but with an edge of defensiveness.
“I am sure they are, my old friend. But a mother’s worries are constant. Besides, I would like him to do more than check them over. Can you restore them, Saj’a?”
“Restore them? Hmmm. I might have something for that.” I covered a yawn with one hand as the old man rooted around in a bag for something. When his hands emerged, they held three beans. “These are chie reinforced cocoa beans. Normally, I would brew a type of extremely potent tea, then water it down, to assist with early stage cultivator focus and training. However, eating a bean like this raw, after I infuse it with the correct spell and chie formations, will extract the energy and allow your children to feel as if they just woke from a deep slumber.”
He went to work on the beans, and after a few pulses of chie and mana in his hands, he held out the black-and-white striped beans for me to eat. “Take just one, any more and you won’t sleep for days. Probably.”
I took it in my hand, but I didn’t eat it. Not yet. Instead, I looked at Yu, “Why?”
Yu smiled. “Your father and I both missed some of your bouts. Your father didn’t get to see any of yours, and I missed Rayce’s last. So, if you two are amenable. We would both like to see what you have learned.”
Ren, still scowling, nodded his agreement. I sighed, and popped the pill into my mouth and swallowed, while Gamera and the healer did their best to wake Rayce.
“Besides. Even if we didn’t want to see a match between you two, I would have asked you to take the pills.” Ren said, folding his arms. “You need to spend this time consolidating your gains from the last two days. Solidifying the lessons in your body and mind. Not sleeping.”
I felt a wash of chie and mana run over my body, and suddenly I felt as I had that morning. Awake, refreshed, and ready to tackle a new day. I bowed towards my parents. “That is wise.” Then turned and walked to the other side of the yard while Rayce finished waking up.
The healer’s apprentices were working on the three hounds, infusing them with extra mana to help them wake up. The two smaller hounds growled when touched, and the healers backed off. But the larger one had never really gone to sleep. He accepted the gifts of mana and went to stand by the still drowsy side of my brother. Woofing lightly and putting his head under the boy’s hand to reassure him.
A few minutes later, Gamera stood in the middle of the courtyard, and Rayce with his largest hound stood opposite me. “This is to first strike. The courtyard has an enchantment in it, similar to the arena. But it’s not as potent. The first to land a blow strong enough to activate that enchantment wins the bout. Understood?” I nodded, and Rayce did likewise.
“Don’t worry sister. I’ll not use my spells. I know you haven’t’ mastered any yet.” A pang of annoyance ran through me, but I didn’t rise to the bait.
He’s trying to goad me into something rash. Probably. Or he could just be gloating. He does like to do that. Our parents and their guards had moved to a better position off to one side of the courtyard, so they could see the fight properly. They sat together in chairs, while their guards looked everywhere but towards us. Glowering into the glowing gloom of night for dangers and assassins.
Two daggers were in my hands as he lifted his clawed arm into the air. “Begin!”
The hound took off to my left. He’s trying to circle around me like he did in that last fight, I thought as I infused both daggers with mana. Besides from hitting harder, and more accurately by decreasing wind resistance, the mana would explode upon impact. It wasn’t a particularly skilled use of magic, but it was the best I could do at the moment. A lesson taught by the educational enchantments in the daggers during my morning practice session.
I might have gotten stronger, but I hadn’t yet dedicated myself to gaining skill with mana like Rayce had. The fact he wasn’t going to use his spells evened the playing field slightly. My stage higher body tilted it back in my direction.
Rayce waited in a boxer’s stance. His spear sword raised in a defensive stance. As his Hound drew close, I threw both daggers directly at it. The hound dodged by throwing itself towards the center of the courtyard, dodging the first dagger completely. But my second dagger hit its rear hind leg.
And bounce off.
Oh crap.
I drew my third from my hip holster and the other two re-materialized and infused it. But the hound was nearly on top of me. It growled low as it crouched in a hunting stance, ready to pounce.
I began circling to the right, careful of my footing. The second my knives were back, the second was in my hand and infused. “Good doggy. Stay.”
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The hound stopped growling at me, and looked back at Rayce, its head cocked curiously. “What? No. Don’t listen to her, this is a practice duel. You’re on my side here!” The hound woofed deeply, displeased at the vehemence in Rayce’s voice. “Don’t hurt her, it’s practice. Just, just keep her pinned. Let’s see if this new trick works.” The hound woofed in acknowledgement and turned back to me, growling threateningly. A display that was wholly ruined by the fact his tail was wagging like mad, its butt was in the air, and its front legs were flat against the ground in an expression that just shouted ‘lets play!’
The fact his tongue was lulling to the side of his jowls did not help the hounds intimidation efforts any.
“Sorry puppy,” I said, and tossed both daggers directly into his face. They hit squarely and exploded, sending sparks of silver and red in all directions.
When the smoke cleared, the Hound was untouched, but encased in the protective magic of the courtyard. He sat on his hind legs, his head tilted inquisitively towards me and woofed displeased. As if to ask, ‘aren’t we going to play?’
In his jaws was one of my daggers. It hadn’t returned to its holster. That’s not good.
I heard someone snickering from the sidelines as I turned my attention back to Rayce. Only to find Rayce traveling directly towards me at incredible speeds. His feet not touching the ground.
Crap! I dropped low, dodging the sword point. But he brought the spear up, and hit me in the face with the haft. I felt something crack in my nose, and a spray of blood covered my vision.
My nose broke, and a spray of blood covered my eyes. I felt a hum of energy cover my entire body, and my muscles spasmed. I had to fight to keep my legs under me, as my hands curled and my entire body felt like it was trying to curl in on itself. The feeling passed as soon as it arrived, and I gasped for breath.
Rayce continued past me, unable to fully control his travel, and came to a stop by bracing himself against one of the house's pillars.
I wiped at the blood covering my eyes, but pain shot through my entire face when I touched anywhere near where I had been hit. “I can’t see.” I was starting to panic. “Help!”
Someone hit a gong, and as suddenly as the pain came, it was washed away. The healer’s hands prodded at my nose, and before I could do anything, I pushed the pieces back where they were meant to be, before coating the area with a thick layer of mana.
“It’ll heal in a minute or so. Take a deep breath, you’re going to be alright young miss.”
“I am sorry Sakura.” It was Gamera’s voice. It was solemn. “Your attacks must have used most of the courtyards protections. I’ll reinforce them, so this doesn’t happen again.”
“Is she alright?” Rayce asked from behind me.
“She will be. Training accidents happen. Even the best protective enchantments can’t stop every incident.” It was Ren’s voice. “You two did well. Sakura, you were right to attempt to get your brother one on one. That way you would have been able to outmaneuver and overwhelm him. His companion, however, did its job well. It pinned you down, allowing Rayce the chance he needed to try out his new technique.”
I gave an inaudible sound of ascent, as one of the healers pressed a wet rag over my eyes and wiped the blood away. “Several bones in your face are not broken, but they have been bruised as well. That will take longer to heal. Perhaps the rest of the night.” The apprentice’s voice was soft, just for me to hear.
“And Rayce.” Yu’s voice came from near where Ren was standing. “Your tactic was wise, distracting her so you could attempt something new. Something that might have a chance at overwhelming your sister. That was, without all of your companions, your only option for victory. And it panned out. Well done. However, the fact your companion got distracted so easily as to allow Sakura to put it out of the fight was a problem. I know they are new, and you haven’t had a chance to work with them yet. But, being Celestial Hounds means in their early stages of their development, they will lack guile. This is something you must teach them to be watchful for.”
I got up, healed now, even though my face throbbed with a dull ache. I walked past my parents, who were standing between us, and straight towards Rayce. He flinched when I got within arm’s reach of him, and I have to admit. I wanted to punch the little jerk right in the face.
But it hadn’t been his fault. The courtyard had failed. So I offered him a hand. “Good hit.” He took it and shook my hand. Then I bent down and petted the hound. The dog still had my knife trapped between its jaws. “I need that back, please.” He cocked his head, then realizing what I wanted, jumped back and got into the doggy play position again. “No puppy. I need that knife back. Rayce, help.”
“Come on, give my sister her dagger back.” The dog shook his head and woofed. It was muffled by the knife in his mouth, but his tail started wagging even harder.
“I think you know what you’re going to have to do, kids.” Yu was entirely too entertained.
“What?” we both asked in unison.
“Chase him!”
***
I was splayed on the grass outside our compound, several Guards watching over us from just a few feet away, defeated. “I give up.”
“Me too. They’re too fast. Even with my new movement technique.” Rayce was panting harder then I was. I took several deep breaths, trying to calm my heart.
“How did you get a chie technique like that anyway?”
“Chie? No that’s a mana ability. Think of it like a spell, but it reinforces your body. Like what you do, when you’re throwing those daggers. How the mana coats your hand, and helps you release at the right moment.”
“Oh. I’m getting a bit confused, then. Whats the difference between a technique, and just like, a spell?”
Rayce laughed. “I’ve asked that question a lot, and people keep telling me you’ll learn more when you advance.’ But as far as I can tell, it’s basically that one is internal, and the other is a manipulation of external mana. We call internal mana usage abilities, for some reason, and internal chie use techniques. There’s supposed to be something about mapping them onto our meridians later? But no one will answer my questions about it.”
“So, if a spell is external mana use. Then what is external chie use called?”
“Uh . . .” I had stumped him. “A technique I guess?”
“Well, I’ve figured out that mana is infused into something, while chie is inscribed into it. And that formations and enchantments are basically the same thing. But one is for mana and the other for chie. And they do act differently, and have different methodologies behind them, but the principle is roughly the same.” Sakura had been looking into formation work before she had gotten ill. Trying to find a way to make a chie inscribed water wheel into a formation that would only require peasants to add, or inscribe, their chie onto the wheel once every few years.
“Yeah. That sounds about right to me.”
“So, a technique and an ability are roughly the same thing.”
“Yeah. Sounds about right again. I haven’t really figured it out either.”
“But Yu, I mean mother, said that there are techniques that require both mana and chie to operate. So . . . maybe a technique is something else?”
“I don’t know.” Rayce sighed, and I joined him. “It’s a lot of information. I guess they have a reason for telling us not to worry about that stuff until later.”
“I guess. Okay, but now for the real problem.” I turned onto my side so I could stare at him, and his infuriating hound, who always seemed to be just out of arm’s reach. “How do I get my dagger back?”
As swift as lighting, a clawed hand reached down and, gently, took the knife from the hound’s mouth. The dog whined. “I’m sorry buddy. But playtime is over.” His long neck moved his head to face both of us. “Your parents wish to discuss the choosing. It’s only a few days away, and there is much to do.”
He handed me back my knife as I got to my feet. I helped Rayce get up, and soon we were back in the courtyard.
“Yu was gone. Ren stood alone in the courtyard. “Children. Tell me what you know of the choosing.”
I kept my mouth firmly shut. I didn’t know a thing about it other than what Raif and Yu told me. And that was pretty sparse in detail.
“It is where Kame choose their next cultivator companion.” Rayce’s response was quick and precise. As if he were saying something he had memorized a while ago.
“Correct. But there is more to it than that. For instance. Did you know your older brother Ka’jin is the officiator, because Raif is going to be taking part this year?” I shook my head no, as did Rayce. “Right. Well, there’s a lot riding on this year’s crop of newborn Kame, and there are more than a few older Kame looking for companions. Raif is participating because our little duchy on the edge of civilization needs as much power as we can get. Not ten years from now, but today. Do you understand?”
“You want us to avoid being selected by the older Kame, so they can go to more experienced cultivators.” My voice carried over the courtyard like a lightning bolt through an empty sky. “That way, Raif has a higher likelihood of getting selected. And one of our family’s most powerful cultivators becomes even more powerful.”
Ren frowned and nodded. “Yes. Normally, I wouldn’t interfere in a choosing. But Gamera agrees, with the turmoil throughout the Jade Empire, and along our border, we need as much power as possible. Both Gamera and I don’t even know if there is anything you can do to avoid being selected other than not going. But that isn’t an option. Ten years ago, the older Kame laid the largest batch of eggs we’ve ever seen. And nearly half have survived to this point. An unheard of number. I am sure one of you will be selected. It is also why the entire family, inner and outer, is coming together. Every young cultivator of every stage who even has a chance at partnering with a Kame is participating.”
“Which gives us a useful opportunity to get to know other family members.” Rayce said, following along with the conversation. “Are you looking for a foster for us?”
Ren’s expression soured. “Your mother and I do not want to. But, if things continue as they have the last few months, it would be safer, and better for your progression and growth, if you were to be fostered. We haven’t made a decision. But it is something we are considering. You are both at the right age for it, so it wouldn’t raise any eyebrows among the population. But still . . . It is something we hope to avoid. The sun will be up soon. Better head to bed. Come tomorrow, Gamera will be working with you both on progression.”