Of course, there was no proof to anything that Sorcha said. That being said, it was somewhat more credible then claiming she had been granted the entire knowledge of the dead king by a mysterious figure, or that she had come to possess some special artifact that told her exactly who she was. With equal amounts of proof, such things would sound far too good to be true.

Fio was hardly convinced, but at least it was some kind of answer that was marginally more satisfying then something overly explicit.

That being said, there was no time to contemplate Sorcha's words.

"Bandits, then?" the Sword Witch rose to her feet and stepped up, a barrier of magical energy forming as she left Sorcha's horse and stepped onto it, raising herself into the air, "Idiots."

Stretching her hand to one side, a scowl on her face, Fio called upon her catalyst once again. The shape of the blade materialized from the air, glimmering with blue light as it manifested into her hand. As she did, Mieka raised up the Sword Witch's hat and proceeded to hide herself under it entirely.

From this range, there was little the doll could do.

"I suppose it's time once again to demonstrate the magic of the Sword Witch. [i]Sura[/i]."

Swinging her blade forward, it gleamed with blue light as circles of light manifested in the air once more.

"Create ten phantom swords."

The translucent, ghostly blades emerged.

"Strike them down."

And then they were released.

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