Cyrus didn't know what brought him to this place, but there was something that did. Maybe it's serenity drew him. Maybe because it could be a good place for training, he was naturally drawn to it. No... there was something else. If Cyrus believed in fate, he would have blamed it that, but instead Cyrus believed that some spirits must have been involved.
Vulturnus, the invisible, inaudible, bald spirit floated near Cyrus's head. His brother, Favonius, did the same. Yo Cyrus, what are we doing--- the spirits question was cut off when Cyrus whipped his head up.
Don't you feel the moisture in the area Vulturnus? Someone... no... two someones are here, he explained. "Who goes there?" he shouted
Vulturnus, the invisible, inaudible, bald spirit floated near Cyrus's head. His brother, Favonius, did the same. Yo Cyrus, what are we doing--- the spirits question was cut off when Cyrus whipped his head up.
Don't you feel the moisture in the area Vulturnus? Someone... no... two someones are here, he explained. "Who goes there?" he shouted