"Master?"
A tall man stood there before him, standing like a guard. His eyes were completely covered by a blindfold, and his white hair was too messy.
"Go back." The man said to the monster. His voice was calm, yet it echoed with authority.
And just those two simple words made the Krakken, which had been poised to strike, now recoil. It hesitated, lowering its massive form back into the sea. With one last angry thrash, the guardian disappeared beneath the surface of the water, leaving only ripples behind.
Shiera watched in shock, her body still hurting, as the man turned to her.
"Why are you here, princess?" The man asked. His tone was emotionless, yet somehow, piercing.
Shiera groaned, still trying to push herself to her feet, pain shooting through her limbs. The sword in her hand trembled.
"Master… I'm here…" She paused to catch her breath and then said, "I'm here to complete the unfinished training." Her words were shaky, but there was no mistaking the resolve in her voice.
