Werewolf Alterations

Sword

Slowly Qarira let go of the Azzlea. A smile continued to expand at the corner of her lips while Azzlea could only shake her head. "Where else are they doing something?" ask Azzlea.

"I don't know what they're doing, just a moment ago Quincy got angry and tried to hurt the others."

"Why?" ask Azzlea.

Qarira shrugged her shoulders a sign that she had no idea what was really going on with their eldest brother. "I am at all, all I know is that Quincy is so grumpy right now" said Qarira.

Cring. The sound of an object falling right in the middle of the two. A sword was lying not far away where Azzlea was also Qarira sitting. (Honestly, the author is confused about how the sound of the sword fell on the floor. Yes in aja ya hihi) Azzlea widened his eyes to see the sword so clear was right in front of him.

"What are you doing, brother?' shouted Qarira who immediately got up from his seat.

Quincy stared intently without any expression staring at Azzlea. Azzlea was still shocked by the actions of the woman who brought her here since the first time she was here. "Ap.. What's.. What are you doing?" ask Azzlea to be confused.

"Take the sword and sword at me" Quincy said with the same expression.

Azzlea widened her eyes in disbelief. Never mind fighting a sword, holding it Azzlea at all never. "What do you mean, I can't." elak Azzlea. Quincy's voice rattled with the Azzlea's repulsion.

"What do you mean, brother?!" qarira shouted once more, but again heedless of Qarira's cry to her.

"Aren't you Quinza, you're very good at swordplay aren't you?"

"Don't make things worse, brother. Remember what Quinza told us before his departure."

"Omong empty. I don't care what he says. After all this woman is not Quinza, and how could this weak woman be Quinza's successor." Quincy seems to mock Azzlea with his shortcomings. Azzlea was really furious that the woman had never given her a kind ethic since the first time they met.

"Here you go, I don't want to fight you. I admit I was weak and had no strength whatsoever."

"Why don't you just die here, you son of a bitch." Angered Quincy who then pointed the sword at Azzlea.

Cring... Azzlea held off Quincy's attack with all her might with the sword that had been thrown at her. Quincy blindly continued to attack Azzlea as if trying to kill Azzlea with the sword he carried. Azzlea with all her might resisted the attacks that continuously attacked her and almost injured her body.

Azzlea was immediately shocked because he seemed to have mastered the sword skill long ago. Azzlea seemed to have been very proficient with this even though since she lived she had never used a sword at all. And again they are werewolves for what to bother using a sword just to finish off an opponent. Azzlea also realized that the sword he used felt very light and at that moment he could fend off the attacks that were continuously aimed at him without the slightest pause.

"I'm just here to come in peace, what do you want?" azzlea shouted in the middle of their fight.

"Sad... I'm sure you know what I want." said Qarira.

Cring.. Bugh.. Azzlea fended off the Quincy-controlled sword and bounced away from Quincy's range. Quincy instantly widened his eyes as he realized that the sword he was carrying had slipped out of his grasp. "Damn." said Quincy.

Azzlea immediately dropped Quincy's body to fall on the ground, a cynical smile attracted at the corner of Azzlea's lips filled with ridicule. Azzlea pointed the sword at Quincy and Jleb.