Twilight of a Hybrid, стр. 60
“Don’t say that. You may have restored a small portion, but it’s better than nothing at all. After all, we are not gods, Sora. There are limitations to what we can or can’t do, even if you’re the only one in those memories.”
“But it’s not enough. And you wouldn’t remember the other survivors from this crumbled and ruined city. Now I’m starting to wonder if you really are my brother and if I should follow you into battle again.”
“Oh, Sora, now you’re hurting your brother’s feelings,” said Valverno, sarcastically.
Sora grunted and drew her twin daggers. Valverno pulled out his sword at the same time he saw Sora pulling out her daggers. In a matter of seconds, they held their weapons against each other’s throats.
Valverno was smiling of Sora’s quick reactions. “There is something I do remember from our childhood. I was ten or eleven when you were born from Mother and that unknown man who stayed with us until Pangaea’s destruction. Is that memory good enough or is it not enough?”
Sora smiled big and stared at Valverno with a pair of saddened eyes. She had hoped to hear more from this sudden news, but she had to accept the fact Valverno has only few memories from when he and she lived over ten thousand years ago.
They both withdrew their weapons from their throats and Valverno returned his sword to his back. However, Sora dropped her weapons. She couldn’t resist being held by her brother again. She walked closer to him and hugged him tight, and this time bursting into tears.
Valverno smiled to see his sister coming to his side, showing her true feeling she was trying to conceal from him the entire time. “So, you were hiding your true excitement from the first time we met earlier when were at that alter of my painting on the wall. You seemed so happy you wanted to cry.
“However, you wanted to show the symptoms of a warrior than an actual person. Remember what I taught you: you were a kindhearted person long before you were a bloodless warrior.” Valverno wrapped his arms around Sora’s back.
“It has been ten thousand years,” Sora sniffed. “You have been in a deep slumber for all of it, while I was awake. I may have been asleep in a crystal, but I heard everything going on. I couldn’t get a moment’s peace or put my mind at ease.” Her voice was gushing out of how painful it was to wait ten thousand years to wake and see him again.
Sora dug her face into Valverno’s chest and let her tearful cries roll down from her eyes. She couldn’t bear to be aside from Valverno’s side; she felt very much alive when he was near her. Her sisterly bond she was sharing with Valverno was unquestionable very strong like Valverno’s love bond with Marina. This was clearly a sign Sora wanted to be with Valverno until the day she dies.
“I would how this would feel,” said Valverno. “I remember a girl dying after trying to take on a Dragon with five heads.”
“You really are a doting brother,” said Geraldus. He was standing beside Flarefur and Marina.
“And what’s wrong with a big brother trying to comfort his younger, half-sister?” the hybrid asked.
Geraldus was smiling big. “I never thought you would have a blood-related sister. You have natural traits as of a true brother: an older sibling looking after the younger sibling. And I never knew I have raised a very important figure older than all of us. Valverno, the first and only demigod son of the Crystal Dragon, the King of the Three Gods.”
After a few short minutes, Sora’s crying had ceased and backed away from Valverno. Her teary eyes turned into the eyes of a fierce warrior. After she fought against to hide her cries and show she was a warrior instead of a person and a sister, Sora resumed her standing position instead of trying to hide anything this time, and Valverno could since Sora’s mind was clear.
Then Valverno lifted both his hands, and Sora’s twin daggers soared into his hands. He walked closer to Sora and quickly swung those around Sora’s neck, making an X shaped with the daggers. “Now is the time, Sora: can you take the responsibilities of the White Knight of Charity?” Valverno flipped the two weapons so he held those on their blades on his hand, pointing the hilts to Sora. “Or will you live your days as a loner?”
Sora stood emotionless. She foresaw Valverno swing her weapons against her at her throat. It was earlier she was holding those against Valverno, and ironically, they were being held against her.
But now, she was being offered a chance to become the White Knight of Charity again. Sora couldn’t help but grab hold of the hilts. “If you don’t mind, I’ll become the White Knight of Charity for you, but I won’t be the White Knight for nobody else. We’re family, and family is the only thing I can trust in this entire world.”
Valverno released his hold over the twin daggers and let Sora hold her own weapons. “And it means you will have to trust Marina.” Valverno looked at Marina who was smiling but small. “She is married to me, and I already took my vows in front of the beings of this generation: the Third Generation of the Living Life and in the eyes of the Three Gods
Sora scoffed by the mention of Marina’s name. “The fi… the Siren?” Sora was about to insult Marina by calling her