Chapter 47: Rivalries
The remaining part of the day was rather uneventful - they mostly stayed in their room, read books and chatted about unimportant stuff.
"Since Cass isn’t with us, and you’ve already told Ellie how we’ve met, how about you tell her about your first encounter with our grumpy friend? Personally I think this story is much more entertaining than than ours." Isara smiled.
"Yeah, because you’re not the one appearing in that story" Calen looked at Elira. "I can tell it if you’re interested though, it’s not that embarrassing."
"I think I would like to hear it." The Alchemist admitted.
"Alright then, let’s set the scene: What might come as a surprise for you it that I met Cass before Isa, we were both six when our paths crossed." He chuckled. "Oh yeah, and that thing I said about picking up the sword to beat the shit out of Cass? Well, that wasn’t a figure of speech..."
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Calen was running for his life - it didn’t matter that he lost the people who were chasing him twenty minutes ago, his heart was still pounding and his fear lingered.
His sprint was interrupted only when he looked over his shoulder, and ran into something solid.
He felt the impact, and fell to the ground, getting his entire body covered in mud.
"Hey!"
Calen looked up to see what did he ran into - it was a boy around his age, his raven black hair, sharp gray eyes and rather tall stature would be intimidating, if it wasn’t for the fact that he was also completely covered in mud.
"Sorry about that." Calen stood up, and began shaking off the wet dirt.