Aryan carried a massive crimson double-edged axe with black patterns, while Sister Aisha had a claymore sword made of shining orange metal.
Even though the clash of their weapons radiated sharp energy bursts outward, the hall was completely still, as if it was absorbing all the power from their attacks.
When the door opened, their focus shifted to me and they halted their duel.
"What brings you here, little shit?" Aryan asked, placing his axe on the floor.
"Just curious how you were training to defeat Sword King," I replied, shrugging.
"Brother Raj, how is Inayat?" Sister Aisha asked, joining in. "She must have thrown a lot of tantrums to meet us."
"Not in the slightest," I replied with a smirk. "She is Uncle Raj's princess now and doesn't miss you two even for a second."
"Hm, I heard from Maa that she didn't leave your side for the whole day. You are good with children, Brother Raj. You should also get married and bring a little brother or sister for Inayat."
