Howard
Ever since I had been imparted with the knowledge of this mystical sword and that somehow I was the only one who could relinquish it from its captivity, I had not sat down to properly analyze that information. For one I couldn't understand what special relation I had to this sword. I had shared this with the rest of my troop but we had hardly had time to analyze possible reasons tying me alone to this sword. Besides, Reagan had just shrugged when I asked him, al most as if he was clueless. But he had to know right? Or had he just followed his mother's instructions blindly?
My mulling over the matter was not out of mere ignorance, far from it. The thing was, each time my mind drifted into the depth of such thoughts, havoc would arise.
At the moment, we were still gawk
