Scott Channers stood relaxed, his sword tip resting on the ground. He had to pass this test to graduate into a full mercenary and to get out from his fathers shadow. His mother killed herself when he was fifteen, leaving him to be raised by the abusive drunk.
As time moved on the abuse from his father moved from verbal to physical, Scott had lost count of how many times his old man had sent him to the healers. This fight with Jyro Skelts would be his last obstacle. “Fight!” The voice of the Head Mercenary boomed.
Scott waited for Jyro to make the first move, and he was not disappointed. Jyro rushed forward, but before the sword could pierce him, Scott brought his own blade up and parried the stroke.
As his opponent came at him again Scott stepped to the left of Jyro, creating a red aura around himself with a quick circle, however a small ball of fire flew form Jyro’s sword and hit Scott in the chest, before Scott had a chance to move the sword was thrust onto his chest plate then quickly removed.
You will never get anywhere, you are a useless boy His fathers voice thundered though his head. You a just some brat I got on a worthless woman, you are nothing. You will amount to nothing!
Blinded by rage Scott stood and fought back savagely against Jyro, his sword moving quicker then the eye could follow. Jyro was knocked flat on his back by the onslaught of Scott’s attacks, his arms so numb he could not lift his sword to defend himself.
Scott, with a sneer on his face, plunged his sword down and through Jyro, as soon as the point touched the ground the Magi transported the body with Scott’s sword still impaling it to the healers tent.
“Scott wins!”
Dropping to his knees Scott threw his head back and let out a triumphant yell, he had won his match, not only has he become a mercenary he proved to himself and everyone watching that he wasn’t useless.
“Come Scott, your new life awaits.” The Arch Mercenary stated kindly pulling Scott to his feet.
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