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I have long since forgotten that there were other swordsmen with your talent." Ryu said making aware his presence. "And I find that the people of this age have lost there need to fight by blade. It seems a gun would better end the battle. Not to mention the frightening decline in magic. With the dragons of my age fading like the stories of past lives before ours."
Ryu seemed dismayed as he spoke. He approached her slowly, and glanced around at the court yard. "I miss the thrill of battle. I miss the adventure I, and my friends once sought out. Now with the coming of yet my twelth generation... I miss what was. I believe immortality has a disasterous price to be balanced in the end."
Silently and swiftly she practiced out in the training field her movements were fluid and unmatched. It had truly been ages since she had seen any of her old comrades or even placed eyes on Yin or Yang. But it had been even longer that she hadn't seen Ryu. She feared that they had forgotten her or a fate worse than death had befallen them. But now was not the time to let thoughts cloud her mind she had to remain unmatched for whom would protect her and her child if she herself could not. Her kingdom had long since began to thrive though any visitors to her palace had long since ceased. Her blade sliced through her targets with ease as she looked fierce and flawless as the wind blew her hair and scent around the grounds.
Ryu stepped into the palace. He could see that it seemed not a soul was stirring in the midst of his presence. He made his way silently down the halls and threw the palace to the training grounds. As he passed a few blemishes in the walls stood out to remind him of his various battles he once fought threw in this place. Things had changed now. The great wars were over. And with the world advancing around him, it seemed like being an immortal had come as a set back.
He sighed stepping out into the cool air of the night. Wondering if the princess was still around.
Another thought crossed his mind. Were there any warriors left to be a challenge to an immortal? His skills staid pristine even with the lack of need for them.
Maybe he could find a challenger worth a good fight? Or not. It seemed more often than not, that those around him lacked any fighting spirit. Even with his history of assassinations, and combat, he still sought out new challenges every day. What more would there be to do with all those decades of training and experience?
[i Walks in and glances around the palace.] "Hmm...I haven't been around often..."
*Waves down at Drue and the rest* I have been well, pretty busy with certain things, but for I have been fine.
Hello Lady's how your day been? *Happy Mothers day Druecilla*
[i Giggles and waves to the spider in the room with a slight smile.]
*Mandibles twitch slightly, remaining in massive web*
[r[i Looks up at Sir Madness.]] Erro' there. How've you been?
*hangs above the ceiling, still hanging around even with it so empty*
[r [i Blinks a bit and sighs at the seemingly lifeless palace.]]
Welcome back Dru~Sama. *as I slowly approached you*
[b [#eb1b00 "Welcome back to the land of the living, Miss Dru."]] [i She said teasingly from her seat, waving her blade slightly before she continued to clean it.]
[i With a slight sway of her body she began to walk down the hall...] [i [+red How long have I been in my deep slumber?]] [i She now wondered to herself.
*Turns my head and looks at you* Behold what Mephilis?
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