Trust The Plan Part II

“You are strong”

Deep within the palace two men were fighting – well a man and a boy. The boy had brown hair and a handsome face. This boy was Abelard. The man he was fighting against was the guardian of the device that recorded the auras of the Eastern Empire’s wielders. The device was easy to spot. It was a large box-like object which could light up. It worked like a television set. Yet right now it had a huge hole in it, rendering it completely useless. The culprit was Abe.

The one who dished out the compliment was Abe’s opponent. He had long black hair and black eyes and was very dashing. He was a charming middle aged man. However he wasn’t at his best right now. There were bloodstains on his lips and his clothes, and it weren’t his enemy’s blood – it was his.

He acknowledged Abe’s power. The young boy’s power didn’t match his looks. Not only did he fail to feel the boy sneaking up on hi