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The Blade Dance Prologue: A World Shrouded in Shadows
The cold night air came with bone-chilling arrogance. The air was stiff and thick, giving the sense that this night was full of dark secrets hidden in the darkness. The endless dark sky was covered in thick black clouds, leaving not the slightest gap for the moonlight to penetrate the night.Sinners City is a small place looked down upon by many as a place where criminals and traitors gather. Nestled in the middle of a lush forest and flanked by hills, the town has become a sanctuary for people considered a "disgrace" by the Eroth Empire. However, unlike the stories, Sinners are a peaceful and prosperous city.The townspeople enjoyed a harmonious life under the wise and just leadership of Olaf. Despite their tarnished reputation, the Sinners live with dignity and courage. They built their homes among the towering trees, and the sound of the wind whispering among the leaves lent a magical feel to the evening atmosphere.The city is home to the Sinners Clan, a group of people who are co
The Blade Dance Act 1 - Eran the lonewolf
Eran gently rubbed his weary eyes, stirring from a fleeting respite within the tattered horse-drawn carriage. The aged driver, a weathered soul at the reins, roused him with the announcement that they had reached their journey's end. As Eran gazed around, he beheld the crossroads unfolding before him."Awaken, young man!" the old driver's voice rang out, his gnarled hands tending to the horse's bridle with seasoned care. The vehicle, a relic of its former self, bore little resemblance to a proper horse-drawn carriage. Eran shook off the remnants of sleep, his senses sharpening enough to discern the crossroads that lay ahead."Step down; this is as far as I can take you," the old man declared.Eran disembarked from the timeworn carriage, savoring the crisp morning air. His body felt stiff from the cramped quarters, but his consciousness had fully returned. As he surveyed his surroundings, he realized he stood at a tranquil crossroads. In the distance, a breathtaking rural panorama unfur
The Blade Dance Act 1 - Eran the lonewolf (Part 2)
With a meaningful glance, Halbarad beckoned Eran to follow. In Halbarad's eyes, Eran glimpsed a reflection of his own pain—an unspoken recognition of the shadows that haunted their lives."Join me," Halbarad urged, his voice imbued with reassurance. "You can place your trust in me. Even if I harbored ill intentions, my actions would be thwarted before I could enact them." With those words, Halbarad moved away, leaving Eran momentarily torn by his lingering skepticism."Quickly!" Halbarad's urgent exhortation jolted Eran from his contemplation, compelling him to abandon his hesitation and follow suit.Eran trailed behind Halbarad as they exited the tavern, venturing through the lively streets of Alku Village. Halbarad deftly navigated the labyrinthine alleys, and a torrent of inquiries surged within Eran's mind. The thoroughfares narrowed, and sharp, prying gazes from passersby punctuated their passage. Ultimately, Halbarad came to a halt before a building at the terminus of their journ
The Blade Dance Act 1 - In the Crowd of Mercenaries
Eran stood at the crossroads, where many people were already hurrying on with their busy lives. One could say it was still quite early in the morning for such activity. Leaning against a massive wall, he folded his arms across his chest, his unwavering gaze fixed upon the towering edifice before him. A sign with the inscription 'Golden Guild Alku' and an engraving of two swords adorned the building.A passing glance would reveal it as a guild, specifically catering to mercenaries in search of the means to survive.Eran adjusted the hood of his cloak and then pushed open the imposing wooden door, stepping into the bustling interior. The air was filled with the sounds of clinking armor, animated conversations, and hearty laughter. Mercenaries of varying stature, clad in diverse armor and attire, mingled throughout the guild hall. Tables and chairs were scattered about haphazardly on both sides.Undeterred, Eran advanced without sparing a glance at the guild's ambiance. He approached a
The Blade Dance Act 1 - A conversation in the middle of the campfire
After weeks of travel through diverse terrains, the contingent of Heirs of Golden soldiers and mercenaries arrived at an expansive expanse of land. Here, the vegetation was scarce, and the withered grass stretched out before them. In the distance, they spotted a city with a small footprint, its external view hinting at an ancient, forsaken settlement. At its heart stood a weathered castle, and the fortifications surrounding it bore the marks of time's passage.This place stood to the south of Alku Village, marking the outermost border of Heirs of Golden territory. At first glance, the small town appeared uninhabited, but beneath the surface thrived a community of iron miners. It came as no surprise that the surface appeared deserted, considering the wealth of iron mines below. Throughout history, two Heirs had made attempts to conquer this stronghold, known as Ironclaw City.Ironclaw City presented the visage of an impregnable fortress, nestled amidst a rugged landscape of rocks, its e
The Blade Dance Act 1 - Negotiation with Arrows
The castle fortress boasted towering stone towers, while its walls, rising to a height of approximately 5 meters, were constructed from sturdy bricks. Paul de Leaf, the stern ruler of IronClaw City, stood atop the castle battlements. The cold wind swept through his hair and tugged at his robes as he surveyed the scene before him with sharp eyes. Archers, positioned meticulously on each side, stood ready, their arrows poised, aimed toward the horizon should their leader require them.News of an impending attack had reached his ears five days prior, delivered by a messenger from the Berillan Kingdom. The letter declared the King's desire for Ironclaw City to renounce its independent status and become a vassal of the kingdom. The initial insult had left Paul incensed, but he had maintained composure, considering that a Royal envoy had read the letter's contents. As he neared the letter's conclusion, Paul was swayed by a final offer—the King proposed that if Paul accepted, he would become
The Blade Dance Act 1 – Blades of Ironclaw
As the mist began to obscure visibility, the stage was set for the impending assault. The weight of responsibility bore down on General Aldrich's shoulders as he cast a nervous glance toward Theo and Taran. Their reassuring smiles served as a reminder to maintain composure amid the impending chaos. The troops marched in silence, their apprehensions gradually giving way to the aspiration for victory. He glanced back once more and nodded confidently. "To the honor of the hunter!" Aldrich declared, reciting the motto of the Berallin Kingdom. Then, he bolstered his resolve with a deep breath."ATTACK!!!" Aldrich's voice pierced the crisp air, signaling the commencement of the assault. The once-silent surroundings were abruptly shattered by the increasingly raucous din of approaching footsteps, accompanied by resounding voices and cries.Stones quivered upon the ground, and their ears reverberated with the clamor of oncoming footfalls. Encouraging shouts and the clash of weapons agains
The Blade Dance Act 1 – Blades of Ironclaw Part 2
"Golden troops, prepare for a swift attack!" At his command, Aldrich squinted his eyes to discern the target in the meager torchlight. There were approximately twenty people on the left side of the fort. "Fire!" The battle raged on as Paul instructed his archers to fire repeatedly, each arrow carrying a burning determination. Nevertheless, Paul soon realized that their assaults had limited impact. In response, the defenders unleashed a volley of arrows, showering the area indiscriminately. Despite their best efforts, the Aldrich archers struggled due to the lack of sufficient light, which affected their accuracy. The sounds of battle crescendoed as the Aldrich troops advanced, their arrows falling like an unrelenting tempest. As the Aldrich troops drew nearer, they began to target the city walls with their arrows. The Heirs of Leaf's archers responded in kind, but it soon became evident that their defensive tactics were inadequate. Aldrich
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Second Strong
Gorstag was looking increasingly angry and frustrated as his previous attacks were fruitless. Even more embarrassing, all the attacks using his two axes were successfully parried by the two hammers used by Kain."Damn it! Damn it! Damn you, shorty!" shouted Gorstag very loudly, letting his frustration explode.Kain could not help but laugh, mocking his opponent. "Hahaha... Alright, Gorstag. I'll end this now, I think I'm starting to sweat."Gorstag who was provoked by Kain's taunt responded with his signature move. He took one step back, then with a steady stride, he leaped towards Kain, his two axes aiming at Kain as if to split him in two."You're crazy, Gorstag! Do you want to kill me?" Kain grumbled, trying to maintain his composure amidst the escalating situation.However, as Gorstag got closer to Kain, Kain quickly dodged the attack with an agile movement to the left. Gorstag's axe missed spectacularly, and as the axe was about to land on the ground, Kain immediately slammed bot
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Provoke
"Slow down, Gorstag," Kain said, trying to advise his opponent. "Watch your step. It's too stiff!" Kain was trying to guide Gorstag, albeit in the context of a training battle.Gorstag only responded with a loud screech, still pressing Kain with his two axes. His attacks were hard and merciless, creating tremendous pressure on Kain.Kain, however, had his strategy. He continued to evade Gorstag's attacks with no intention of counterattacking. For him, this fight was about testing endurance and agility.Gorstag tried to provoke Kain with his words. "You're just like a rabbit, Kain. Are you afraid to attack me?" he tried to interrupt Kain's concentration, but Kain responded with a casual and dismissive tone.Kain replied in a dismissive tone, "No, Gorstag, I'm just wiser in choosing when to attack. To me, this is just practice."The fight continued, and Kain continued to show his agility and dexterity in dodging his opponent's attacks. He knew that his counterattack could happen at any
- The Blade Dance
What Thing?
"Really, were they chasing you back then?" asked Catallina, wanting to know for sure.Eran nodded as he sifted his gaze towards the soldiers they were observing. "Right, those are Dignus soldiers, they were chasing us back then.""That snob," grumbled Catallina in a hateful tone."Do you know him?" asked Eran, his voice a little louder than expected.Catallina looked sharply at Eran. "Shhh...don't yell. Your voice is too loud!" whispered Catallina in an annoyed tone."Did you hear something?" asked one of the soldiers suspiciously."No," the other soldier replied doubtfully."I just heard what sounded like someone over there," the soldier said, pointing to the thick bushes where Catallina and Eran were hiding.Eran and Catallina lingered in suspense, hoping the soldiers would leave soon."Really?" the first soldier's question echoed in the tension of the silent forest.The two soldiers looking towards the bushes suddenly felt an unexpected presence. They moved cautiously toward the bu
- The Blade Dance
Hunting
Catallina and Eran stepped slowly into the forest of Tossing Rill. They held arrows and long sticks as weapons and carried bags containing the results of their previous hunts."Isn't that enough?" asked Eran, referring to the existing game while pointing at the rabbits and mushrooms lying on the green leaves near them.Catallina shook her head, her eyes busy searching for traces of other possible games. "Not enough. We need more. Rabbits are getting hard to find around here," Catallina explained as she moved her head, searching for signs of the game.Eran understood the situation and looked around the increasingly dense forest. "Hm, we should go deeper into this forest. Chances are we'll find more food sources there, there must be a lot of deer we can bring, I've brought one before, right?" he suggested, hoping to get more adequate game inside the forest.Catallina looked thoughtful for a moment, her concern growing as she felt that time was passi
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Come On
Amidst the bustling atmosphere of the Tavern, the sounds of laughter and joy filled the air as Theo and his group celebrated the success of their two recent missions. The clinking of tankards and the lively melodies of the master bards of Halbarad created a joyous atmosphere, bringing a sense of relief and relaxation to the weary soldiers.Theo approached the table located in the corner where Eran was sitting and then made an inviting gesture. "Eran, why don't you join us?"Eran, with a faint smile, shook his head slowly. Then, Theo asked again, "Does your wound still hurt?"Eran shook his head again. "The longer it goes on, the better it gets," he replied.Theo smiled and looked excited. "Great, so let's join in," he invited, trying to persuade Eran to join in.Eran still refused, "No... you know me, right? I prefer to be alone like this."Theo didn't give up, pleading in an excited tone, "Oh, come on Eran, just once to celebrate the success of our two missions."However, there was a
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Into the Next
The shadows suddenly moved again. Eran, breathing heavily, tried to consider stopping for a moment in the dark forest filled with thick fog. For a child of Eran's size, he had shown incredible toughness and courage by being able to penetrate into the haunted and mystical forest of Yaban.However, he didn't have time to rest for long. The voice of an angry warrior could be heard from nearby, intimidating, "Where is that little boy?!" The shout was followed by more voices, "There he is! Let's go get him!"Eran felt his breath catch, and horror began to overcome him. The two soldiers who were trying to capture him kept getting closer, their voices echoing in his ears. The situation was even more difficult because the dark forest made it almost impossible for him to see his way between the dense trees.Unexpectedly, as Eran continued his run, he found himself right in front of a ravine. "Ahhh... ravine!!!" he screeched when his small eyes caught sight of the ravine that lay before him.In
- The Blade Dance
Dreaming
The strapping old man looked at Eran with sharp eyes, hinting at great seriousness. The night wind rustled, and the atmosphere around them was filled with a tense atmosphere. It was as if nature itself was participating in an imminent war."You should run later, Eran. Understood?" he said again, his voice accompanied by the rustling wind that deepened the tension of the night. The dim moonlight shone on the old man's face, revealing the seriousness of his message.Eran pondered, his eyes never leaving the old man's face. Many wrinkles adorned the experienced skin on his face, giving the impression that the man had been through so many battles. There were several small wounds adorning his face, traces of the heroic stories he had gone through.Who knows how many battlefields he had witnessed, who knows how many friends he had left behind. But his scarred face also reveals that he is someone who always perseveres, never giving up.Eran's own face reflects the man's youth. His shoulder-l
- The Blade Dance
Lets Go Back
In the already tense atmosphere, Enid with a chuckle said, "Ah, I forgot about someone... my third sister, Taneaya... I wonder what she looks like now. I'll bet she has grown into a very beautiful girl..." As Enid glanced at Dignus, he looked for any sign of reaction on his brother's face. Not long after, Dignus was startled, his expression frozen as if he saw a ghost. Enid cruelly continued, "I think Taneaya would be an expensive item if he were in my whorehouse, and of course, I would be able to enjoy her body every day."An explosion of rage was inevitable as Dignus vented his anger, shouting, "Bastard!!! I'll kill you if you dare touch her!!!" His eyes turned red and the veins on his face bulged like they were about to burst.Enid smiled with satisfaction, looking at Dignus challengingly. "So? Do you know what to do, Dignus?" asked Enid as he pulled himself closer.The two engaged in a battle of glances, Dignus full of anger and Enid with a terrifying
- The Blade Dance
Crazy Plan
In a room filled with tension, Dignus and Enid faced each other, their eyes radiating anger and hatred toward each other. There was no weakness visible in their postures, each determined to uncover the truth underlying their conflict.Suddenly, Dignus let out a long breath, trying to ease some of the tension that filled the room. "What do you mean?" asked Dignus in a voice that, despite trying to remain calm, sounded bitter.Enid could no longer hide his annoyance. "Don't pretend you don't know! Your acting is terrible, Dignus," he said in an unfriendly tone. With steady steps, he approached Dignus, standing tall before him. "How come the mission in Hollowfield Village is still on your mission list?" said Enid in a puzzled tone.Dignus tried to defend himself, saying, "I already ordered my guild master to burn it when it was sent to my town." His face looked pale with guilt, and Enid's sharp gaze was probing every word that came out of his mouth.However, Enid, who could not bear the
