Chapter 5

I was standing next to many fallen weapons that were on a flor. All weapons were unique and were all made differently, for example, I've found three knives, but they were all different sized and all were styled as king's weapon.

"I'm perfectly fine. Do all closets in here have millions of weapons?" I responded to his question and chuckled, I heard him let go a quiet laugh. People in this guild actually has humor huh. "No, you are the lucky one, weapons are expensive, it's great when you have millions of them right in your closet." he chuckled once more and began researching weapons "Maybe we can find something interesting in here. Oh, by the way. Do you have your weapon yet?" I looked at him and remembered that in the elven kingdom I've been taking many sword art lessons until the age of ten, parents said that I have enough skills to protect myself, The also said that I'll not need this skill in life because everything I need is simple. Words. Words are the weapon that can hurt completely everyone, words are the weapon no one can dodge, Words are the strongest weapon in the world. But sadly, that's the only thing me and my parents thought about equally.

"I've learned some sword arts in childhood, but for protection, I always have a knife in my pocket" I peeked my pockets to find my only physical weapon. But my pockets were empty. I began to look around and panic until Serah got a knife out of his pocket, the knife that belongs to me.

"Lost something?" He asked me

"Give it back!" I shouted and tried reaching his hand to get what is mine. But sadly, I failed. I was much smaller than him since I'm an elf, almost all elves are smaller than average, including me. Seraph kept pulling his arm away from mine and it seemed like he enjoyed looking at me struggling to get my knife from his hands. Is that a some kind of test? He wants me to somehow take it from him? If it was really tested, I wouldn't want to fail it.

I suddenly grabbed one of the weapons from a bunch of them, I don't know why I choose an axe that had a fresh blood on it. The axe had an interesting shape and was decorated as it was a weapon of gods. Nor did I had any interested in this axe until… Until I heard this voice again, now it was more familiar, and it turned into something I would like to heard more "Return this axe to Alduin" the voice said, now I could clearly hear it, it was soft female voice, it was something medium of low and high. "He will be angry if he won't find it, especially if he finds it in your hands," she said again, but I froze in the position of having the axe on my lap and my mouth open. Seraph waved his hand in front of my face "Hello? Anyone home?" As he said that, I finally came back to this world.

"Yeah, I just heard her..." I mumbled loudly and looked back at him. His face looked confused as he didn't hear this voice that talked to me several seconds ago "Who her?" Seraph asked and gave me my knife back. He didn't heard her, I'm sure, her voice was easy to hear throw all of this other voices around me, it was interesting how they suddenly shut then the mystery women voice told them to, and it was interesting how Seraph couldn't hear them. That fact felt like a knife of disappointments in my back, I was still freezed in my position and stared at the axe. It's that exact voice! It's her the one who told me to wake up! But who is she and how is she connected to me?

"What is going on?!" This time, I said my thoughts at loud, for some reason I couldn't just hold this sentence in my head, I felt like my own mouth is not listening to me and I said this at loud. This gave me me the idea of what I actually got to practice, and it's self control. I don't need to practice my fighting skills and speaking. The most important thing I gotta practice is self control. W was right then he was telling me that is I don't stop talking to him around someone, people would think I'm insane. But I was not listening, all this time I thought that everyone can hear them, but all this time I was more than wrong.

I felt so dumb after realizing that all this conversations with those voices seemed crazy from side. This made me not to only feel dumb, but I also felt sad, and I couldn't hold my emotions again. A single tear fell from my right eyes, and it caused my eyes to turn to rain clouds, the tears from my eyes were falling as a small salty raindrops, I tightly hugged the axe, hoping this women will come back and calm me down, but she didn't. But I did understood why. She understood that the reason that made me cry was her, and she did understood that by talking to me, this will only make situation worse.

Seraph looked at me with sadness "Reinys do you need mental help?" He asked. His words made me angry because I'm not crazy or insane, Or am I?

"NO! I DON'T NEED ANYTHING!" I shouted and stood up still with axe in my hands, I swapped the axe's position to my right hand, and with my left I wiped out a leftover tears from my face. The sadness and anger was sharing me equally, but I wish there was only one emotion that would control me, and it's calmness. At moments like this I've always wanted to be calm, and nothing more, I've always wanted to be able to perfectly respond with out of fear. I wish I was different, I wish I was someone different. I've always thought that I'm a wrong person, and the real me is hiding somewhere deep in my soul, and it was that deep that if the strongest mage in this kingdom would try to get the real me out of trap, he or she would fail.

I glared down at Seraph who was sitting on a floor and looking up straight at my face. He was waiting until I would say something, but he eventually gave up. "The axe has a weird aura around it, I can perfectly feel a soul inside it. Reinys, who is inside it?" Tears completely dried from my face, I couldn't believe his words… Did he actually believed me? Was all of the emotions I experienced was for nothing? But the one great thing I felt came back to me, and it was my smile.

"I don't know her name, but I'm sure it's female. She has a soft tone and her voice is just like music in my head that I would like to repeat over and over. Oh! And by the way! She asked me to return the axe to the old man." I repeated to his questions, now I was not screaming or crying, I was just alright with my casual happy voice.

Seraph stood up, but different from me, his normal expression vanished and his face looked voice and his voice was shaking "Alduin kills everyone who grabs his axe without of asking, no matter who took it, even if it's an enclave member, he kills them. Drop this until he - " But it was too late, the door opened and we both glared at it. At first, the figure was impossible to recognise but then, I could finally recognise him, it was Alduin, and his face was not looking like he was here with a kind actions. The old man saw me with axe and pushed Seraph out of his was "Where did you find it? You have ten seconds to answer, halfling" I took a step back still with axe in my arms. Alduin began to count from ten, but he kept a slow pace. I took another step back and mumbled loud enough so he can heard.

"I-I just found her in the closet with weapons and -" But the old man interrupted

"Her?" he asked and chuckled "You talk with axe, halfling? You are even more than I thought"

Something in me changed, I really wanted to answer to his question, but not sound like a sacred girl, my sharp tongue of the elven council member finally woke up from its long sleep.

"Yeah, I do talk to axe, but whatever her name is, she don't want you to call her 'axe' and she hates to be in your bloody hands!" It was a lie, but a strong one. I held the axe closer to self while Seraph escaped the whole argument by walking out the door. Alduin walked closer to me.

"What did you just said? Do you even know what happens to halflings like you?" This time I didn't walked back, I only looked up and straight at his face.

"My name is Reinys, not halfling. If I'm the halfling you are an old man" I crossed my arms, I've never felt as determined since my days of the council education.