The wave of his uncle's wrist came and went without any profound words and so Leo left the study in silence. His steps echoed in a welcome sort of rhythm. He was finally taking control. Nothing stood in his way. Looking up, instead of an empty hall he found his two cousins readily awaiting him. They drew him off to the side, making certain they were clear of any eavesdroppers.
...
'But how could I forget her if she is really that important?'.
If she relaxed, she would be abandoned.
FOUR SEASONS IMPERIAL TECHNIQUE
The first was the name of the greatest 'cursed' treasure owned by the Church, a spear of unknown origin capable of piercing the blessing of gods. The other artefact that we cannot see is the golden horn, a gigantic bow that supposedly used to belong to the gods. Anything fired from it is sure to make its mark no matter how far the target is.
And at that moment we had a truce in our discussion. We slept together, hugged and as always, I slept very well with her by my side.
"Seriously? Did you even listen to me? Don't get me wrong. I like them but this is exactly the time to be selfish."
"I merely want to save humanity. Will you stop me from saving the world, o great saint?"
The instant I placed Arodis into my pocket, my legs and arms felt numb and I crashed to the ground.
"Its you... I worried for nothing. You'll be a big help. Next time we fight, get ready to lose."
When the smoke cleared, the old man had left. Leek looked about, confused and angry.