Abandon Your Wrath

"Our clan is the rightful place for Ragnar's blade," said the woman as she aimed one of her swords at Arthur. "I will have to ask you to leave it here."

"Is that an order?" asked Arthur with a smirk, but the woman did not answer. Something unnerved her about the young man in front of her, and she couldn't pinpoint what it was. However, before it could escalate into a fight, two figures appeared in the sky above them.

Arthur could not see them, but he felt their presence. They were like a bottled-up volcano beneath a pond of serenity. The pair descended from the sky, forcing the woman to lower her swords and bow to them. Her actions made Arthur realize their identity.

"Greetings, Clan Leaders," Arthur began as he turned toward them. "The name is Arthur Netherborne. I came here for my grandfather and his guests."