“No way!!! It’s all just superstition! Every now and then. Travelers and rich people would come here because of that rumor. That’s how this village got started.” “Do you know a way into the Capital of the Dead then?” Saber asked. “A priceless memory shared with the deceased will open the path to the Capital…” Ellen provided. “That’s what our next-door neighbor was always saying… I’m sorry, that’s about all we know.” Ban rested a hand on Ellen’s head. “Thank you, Elaine. The information you gave is more than enough to cover for your food.” He looked down at the food on the table. “Hey, there’s still some left.” “Um, I’m Ellen…” “Oops, myyy bad.” Saber smiled, ‘He is oddly good with children.’ . The group left the children to finish
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“I call back to me, what was rightfully mine, Caliburn: Caliburn the Golden Sword of the Victorious!” Magic began to rise deep within her and a weight began to grow in her hands, cool metal touched her skin and grinned. It was achingly familiar, bringing up memories she had locked away from years ago. The magic settled and opened her eyes, smiling at the sight of her first sword Caliburn in its sheathe resting in her hands. “It really worked…” She breathed in wonder. She took the hilt and swung it experimentally. “It’s… real…” suddenly she pulled Diarmuid into a hug. “Thank you… For everything Diarmuid…” He didn’t hesitate to hold her tightly back and pressing his forehead onto her …show more content…
She’s not a member of the Seven Deadly Sins, if she cannot survive an explosion of that caliber than she doesn’t deserve to live.” Guila took a step forward, intending to finish the fight but was stopped by the voice coming out of the smoke. “I may not be a member of the legendary Seven Deadly Sins, but I am a Holy Knight of Camelot. If I couldn’t survive such a miniscule blast then I don’t deserve my position my position as a Knight of the Round Table.” The smoke dissipated revealing Saber dressed in a blue dress with silver and azure armor, she held her sword and sheath in a relaxed position a small smirk on her face. Not a scratch covered her. “But how- you could not possibly come from that unharmed! There’s no way you could be a Knight of the Round Table!” The Holy Knight’s of the Round Table were almost as legendary as the Seven Deadly Sins, known for their code of honor and chivalry, the elite. There was no way that this woman could possibly be a knight of the Round Table especially if they were running around with criminals such as the Sins. “I will not deign to give you my true name fellow knight but the ability of this armor is magic resistence. I cannot be defeated so easily.” Saber brandished her sword confidently. Guila smiled at that instantly making the blonde
“I call back to me, what was rightfully mine, Caliburn: Caliburn the Golden Sword of the Victorious!” Magic began to rise deep within her and a weight began to grow in her hands, cool metal touched her skin and grinned. It was achingly familiar, bringing up memories she had locked away from years ago. The magic settled and opened her eyes, smiling at the sight of her first sword Caliburn in its sheathe resting in her hands. “It really worked…” She breathed in wonder. She took the hilt and swung it experimentally. “It’s… real…” suddenly she pulled Diarmuid into a hug. “Thank you… For everything Diarmuid…” He didn’t hesitate to hold her tightly back and pressing his forehead onto her …show more content…
She’s not a member of the Seven Deadly Sins, if she cannot survive an explosion of that caliber than she doesn’t deserve to live.” Guila took a step forward, intending to finish the fight but was stopped by the voice coming out of the smoke. “I may not be a member of the legendary Seven Deadly Sins, but I am a Holy Knight of Camelot. If I couldn’t survive such a miniscule blast then I don’t deserve my position my position as a Knight of the Round Table.” The smoke dissipated revealing Saber dressed in a blue dress with silver and azure armor, she held her sword and sheath in a relaxed position a small smirk on her face. Not a scratch covered her. “But how- you could not possibly come from that unharmed! There’s no way you could be a Knight of the Round Table!” The Holy Knight’s of the Round Table were almost as legendary as the Seven Deadly Sins, known for their code of honor and chivalry, the elite. There was no way that this woman could possibly be a knight of the Round Table especially if they were running around with criminals such as the Sins. “I will not deign to give you my true name fellow knight but the ability of this armor is magic resistence. I cannot be defeated so easily.” Saber brandished her sword confidently. Guila smiled at that instantly making the blonde