Live and Die By The Blade: Chapter 15- Rebellion

Talon awoke to find he was slumped forward on the ground of a small, dark space. The only light he could see was between the bars at the door of this cell. Next to him was a figure who was still unconscious, and in the dim light he recognized it as Katarina. Cassiopeia was nowhere to be found.

            Looking through the bars, Talon saw rows upon rows of troops. At the front, was Swain himself, and the juggernaut Sion whom had seemed to calm down enough to stand idle. Swain was talking, and Talon heard enough to know Swain was ordering a clean sweep of the wreckage of the Dead Pool. Talon knew that he was powerless now, and that Swain would acquire the secrets now. It would take some kind of miracle, some undeniably impossible event to allow them to escape with those secrets. Talon was a dead man walking.

All of a sudden, the ground around Sion and Swain exploded, Swain backing away and using his cane to shield himself. When the debris cleared, Sion was still standing, and he looked very angry. Several ships had come to the harbor, unloading some men onto the cobblestone. Swain knew that he had the power of ten armies at his beck and call. Talon knew he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to use Sion to take care of this nuisance.

This is unsuspected. Those ships are flying Noxian sails, meaning that Bilgewater is hiring Noxian pirates now. Sion should be able to disrupt them for enough time to crush them. That chest will take a long time to find, and I cannot afford any more distractions.

Swain looked up to Sion, the latter of whom looked like he was ready to rip the ship that shot at him apart. Swain raised his cane, speaking directly to Sion.

“Your time is here, Sion. Destroy those ships.”

Sion stood motionless. He actually looked… calm.

“Sion, this is no time to hesitate! That’s an order!”

Sion was unmoving. Then, turning to Swain, he growled,

“You’re not my general.”

It took all of Swain’s precise timing to dodge the massive punch that came from Sion that surely would have broken his form had he not moved in time.

This is not good. I’m going to need to strengthen the spell at this rate.

Sion, still screaming, slowed down as Beatrice halted Sion’s approach just enough for Swain to order for his men to restrain the raging juggernaut, and to give the order to engage on the enemy.

You are showing signs of recklessness, Swain. Remember not to become overconfident.

I know what to do. I always do. Just give me a chance.