Power Vessel
Chapter 21: 21 Waiting room
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Griffin castle hallway
Not many words were exchanged as me and Snipe travelled through the hall. No words needed to be said. I was going to encourage him, or even reassure him, but the look in his face told me that it wasn't necessary. Once we reached the end of the long, straight hall, the two of us came across a pair of large double doors, lined with gold and a red velvet front. The handles to open the doors were models of the more traditional looking Griffin, with ruby eyes and white crystal teeth.
Glancing towards Snipe, I saw him fidgeting with the bottom of his cloak, and the energy levels coming from his back were growing higher. I placed a hand on his head and gave it a shake, before kicking down the obviously pull doors. "The cavalry has arrived!" I announced, waltzing into the room of now pissed off warriors. The first thing I noticed was the immense amount of energy coming from each of the fighters. All the respected fighters seemed to have already arrived.
"That's one way to make an entrance." Looking to my right, I saw a young looking man sat on a sofa. He had long purple hair, and carried a cutlass on his side. His purple robes matched the Egyptian style get up the rest of the griffins had, and his skin tone was also similar, however he did not have the same face shape as the others, probably a half breed. "Looks like the first Phoenix has finally arrived." The man lazily stood up from his seat and waltzed over to us with his hands in his pockets before speaking. "What's your name kid?"
"What's it to you?" Was Snipe's immediate response. The boy moved his hand to his waist and turned his body as if to pull out a concealed weapon; I knew he didn't have one on him, so I assumed it was a bluff.
Placing his hands up, the man took a step back with a smirk on his face. "Easy there kiddo, you're in a room with some of the most powerful fighters in all of the Griffin Empire. Picking fights with the first person you see is probably not the smartest idea." The man had a knowing smirk as he spoke to Snipe. Only then did I realize all conversation in the room stopped once the competitor began speaking to Snipe. "I'm Hyperion by the way." He said sticking his hand out.
Jostling Snipes shoulder, I gestured for him to shake it. I knew Snipe was cautions but this just seemed excessive. He took Hyperions hand and shook it lightly before immediately withdrawing from his hand. "Snipe."
"Did you teach him to be this cautious?" The purple haired man asked me.
I chuckled before wrapping an arm around my student. "I've been His teacher for all but a short time, I'm afraid he picked this up from somewhere else."
"I see. It's good to jumpy at times I suppose."
"He'll need it for next year." A deep voice idly commented from across the room. We turned to see a large hunched over on a bench. He was clad in a large draping coat that masked the majority of his body. The only parts you could see were his scar covered arms and his mouth. It seemed the cloak was laced with magic of some kind, as it casted a shadow over the top half of his face.
"Well that wasn't sinister at all..." Snipe commented.
"Attention!! Could all the competitors and their teachers make there way to the arena gates!!!" A Loud voice rang through the heads of everyone in the room.
"Looks like we'll have to leave the rest of the introductions for later." Hyperion stated.
"It appears so." A female voice came from next to the man with the cloak. I turned to see someone sat next to them .They were also covered by a cloak, but they had a much smaller build in comparison. Judging by the lack of heat coming from their back, I assumed they were the bid guys teachers.
Everyone who was sat stood up and began making there way towards the large doors stood at the opposite side of the room.