Chapter 161: Arc 4, Act I, - 6: The Ashen Whisper
The eastern pathway out of the palace had been lit up with golden lights from overhanging lamps. The shrubbery and grass hosted the first symphony of crickets to break in the night.
The soft twilight under the fluffy clouds was only more beautiful down this path of glistening bricks and flowers going to sleep.
Past a small fountain of water and down two sets of stairs was an open field of well-kept, lush rainforest grass that stretched out till another large building in the distance cut it off—the palace’s barracks.
Scattered to the left and right were some buildings, such as the cafeteria, storages and so on. Military equipment, training dummies, targets, weapons, armour and more were not a rare sight.
Feyan led them all to the left of the field, where sand covered a large area. Pitched into the sand stood a test dummy cladded in chainmail.
"Ting, cling, clink, Clang!" And before it a figure stood, with her grasp around a sabre with a black wooden handle and the blade that twinkled silver as she pulled it back.
She turned her head slightly to hear the incoming footsteps and turned. Her deep brown eyes were surrounded in smoky black as she glanced to the sudden visitors.
She held her blade hilt high and pushed the sabre into the leather scabbard on her hip without a noise. Her oily hair was parted down the middle till they reached a little past her shoulders.
Two feathers with brown and white patterns hung off her left ear under her hair, one long and one short. Her brown leather jacket was unzipped, with the symbol of Cravolta on the middle of her white sleeveless t-shirt.
She wore charcoal black trousers and her boots were not too dissimilar from what Jotou wore.
She first bowed seeing Daiyu approach. She then glanced to Feyan as her large eyes constantly were narrowed by her sharp brows. She brought up her hands, moving her fingers to signal.
"Uh, sorry... I may have taken a bit too long with the tour. It is hard to schedule everything within a day," Feyan replied, squinting at her hands.
