Vom walks out of the cabin with Triad in toe, triad stumbling a few times as he tries to keep up with his father. Zuthi is waiting for them with arms crossed and a disappointed look painted across her face. “You know we don’t have time for this, it’s already been a week. They’ll be coming for him soon enough and if he can’t…” Zuthi says, her words being interrupted by Vom waving a hand in front of himself.
“I know, I know. But he’s also 9. We can’t just throw him to the wolves, like you were. It’s important that we look after his metal growth as well as his physical.”
Zuthi clenches her fists and turns her head away from Vom. “You really think I would do that to him? After everything my family put me through.”
“No that’s not what I’m saying. Look, we both want what’s best for Triad, I know you want him to be able to defend himself…” Vom’s words are interrupted as Triad stumbles forward and falls face first into the dirt. Vom rushes forward and helps Triad to his feet, giving the boy a few pats to get the dust of him. “Just go easy on him, the poor boy is still getting used to his new body.” Vom asks with a smile so large it causes his eyes to close.
“That stupid smile of yours isn’t going to change my mind.” Zuthi says turning her head away from Vom, the beginnings of a smile of her own pulling at the corner of her lips. “Now, go cut some wood or something, I’m going to spend some quality time with my baby boy.”
Vom gives her a nod and turns to Triad the smile falling away from his face as he does. “Good luck and remember, no matter what happens today your mother and I love you very much.” Vom’s says pulling Triad into a tight hug.
“I’ll be ok Dad, it’s not like mum is going to try and kill me.” Triad answers returning his fathers hug.
“Keep telling yourself that kiddo, remember that everything that happens today is because we love you.” Vom says, releasing his grip on Triad and walking towards the house. “I’m going to get some potions crafting done, good luck you two.”
Triad watches as his father enters the cabin and closes the door behind him, his mothers hand on his shoulder startling him a moment later. “I’m not going to lie to you son, today is going to be rough. Both your fathers and my sacred treasures are rare and people have killed for them in the past. Learning to use them normally takes years of dedication, but we don’t have years.” Zuthi explains, struggling to keep eye contact with Triad. “So we are going to have to do this the hard way.”
Zuthi pulls out a knife from behind her back and in a fluid motion, cuts the twine holding the scabbard to Triad's blade arm. “We will begin with vampires fang, a treasure bestowed upon the clan of the fang by the god of destruction himself. The blade is crafted from a single basilisk fang and can grant its wielder the ability to go into a blood rage. While in this state the wielder can heal from any wound… as long as they continuously kill.” Zuthi lowers her head as she pulls the scabbard from Triads blade arm and lifts the blade up. “Without control, you could go on a rampage that could wipe out a city or worse. So that’s what we will be working on today.” Zuthi says, tears starting to well in her eyes as she runs her thumb across the edge of the blade.
Triad’s arm starts to shake as a terrible power floods into him causing the world around him to fall silent. “Blood.” He says with a deep hiss, his body jerking and twitching as the power fills every fiber of his being. “Your life will be mine child of fang.” Triad hisses as he lurches towards his mother with his blade outstretched. Zuthi smirks and takes a single step to the side, moving out of the way of the attack before burying her blade into the soft part of Triad’s blade arm.
“You really think that attack is going to be good enough to kill me old friend. I’d like to introduce you to my son, he’s going to be your new master from now on.” Zuthi says, pulling the knife out of Triad’s arm and taking a defensive stance.
“I’m not your friend bitch, and I’ll never serve another in your line after what you put me through.” Triad hisses, his body lurching forward again for another attack.
Zuthi deflects the attack with a swipe of her blade, her face going red as she drives her knife into Triad’s side. “How dare you use such foul language in my presence, I raised you better than that didn’t I!” Zuthi yells, pulling the knife out of Triad before sweeping his legs out from underneath him.
Triad falls backwards, landing flat on his back but scrambles to his feet a moment later. “S… So.. Sorry m… Mum.” Triad hisses, his face twitching as the words struggle past his lips.
Zuthi’s smirks, then smiles and then laughs. “Wow, we’ve barely started and my son is already over powering you. How depressing for a great soul like you.” Zuthi mocks, dashing forward and once again burying her blade deep into Triads flesh. “When I’m done you won’t be my sons servant, you’ll be his slave Malac.” She whispers into Triad’s ear before pulling out her knife and kicking him to the ground again. “I think it’s time I stop going easy on you Triad. Now hurry up and retake control of your body.”