Chapter 10: Embers of Escape
"Stop!" a voice echoed behind me.
I froze.
I recognized that voice—it was Alea Von Blitzfeld, my half-sister. My hands gripped the gate handles a little tighter. Just when I thought I was about to slip away, an unexpected obstacle appeared.
"Who are you?" She demanded, her tone icy. Not knowing who I was due to the cloak.
I turned to face her, she stood a few meters away from me. Bathed in the silver glow of the crescent moon. Her long blonde hair, slightly darker than mine, swayed gently with the breeze. Her teal eyes, calm yet piercing, locked onto me with an unreadable expression. Even in a plain white nightgown, she carried herself with effortless grace.
A thin blade was held in her right hand, its hilt adorning the crest of Blitzfeld—An amethyst horse, representing the speed and cavalry of the Blitzfeld.
"Noah?" She uttered, her calm eyes showing a hint of surprise.
"Yeah, sis, it's me," I replied keeping my demeanor calm but internally I was in turmoil, How am I supposed to escape now? Alea was one tier stronger than me—Low Adept tier.
But that was not the problem, unlike me who had not trained that much. She used to practice her swordsmanship daily. If one's prowess can be only measured by core, then the world would've been peaceful. A mana core does not relate to one's true power, it only signifies their magic efficiency and effectiveness.
Even though she was only one tier above me, her swordsmanship alone could easily overwhelm me. On top of that, she has her second element—Ice. So I've to tread carefully as my second element is locked and lightning proficiency is also not that great only a few spells that I could muster.
"What are you doing out here?" She asked, "You were supposed to be under house arrest"