After finally clothing the adorable dragon Reima looks around the roof where the battle had just taken place, he sees white orbs lying around where the bodies used to be, picking one up reveals a silver straight sword, slightly longer than his own. He inspects the weapon and finds that it isn't silver plated like the ones they make in his previous world, this one is all silver. Originally you would have to plate a steel sword with it, silver isn't a very strong material aning that if you made a sword entirely out of silver then it'd break in a few uses, not to ntion that it oxidises over ti and eventually causes damage... This wouldn't be a problem if you oiled it regularly but that combined with the tals unsuitability makes it an nonviable material. He swings it a couple tis and feels that it's heavier than his own, as well as slightly longer coming to 55 inches long... Reima doesn't really know whether he wants to swap this for his current blade, his silver sword has been slightly upgraded by Andre and has runes that increase it's damage... But this has more potential, especially if he enchants it with divine, he shakes his head and puts it away in his Folded Space, maybe when he gathers more materials he'll swap his weapons out. He goes around and picks up the rest of the orbs that morph into various pikes, shields, greatswords and spears, all also happen to be silver.
He looks at the two exits, one should lead to the room with the taxidermied dragon heads along with a full suit of silver knight armour, Reima starts salivating at this thought... Or a room which contains Siegyer who's for so reason being imprisoned by so silver knights, Reima decides he'll save him before heading forward and looking for Solaire. They walk down the winding stairway and step into a room that should house Siegyer... Instead they just find so chairs and pots that Reima gratefully stea-Cough, stores. Looking around he can see signs a relatively recent battle, scuff marks on the door, small drops of blood on the floor. The silver knight that were supposed to be present seem to have fled or been killed, Siegyer must've escaped himself or acquired help.
Reima "Looks like he managed to escape without help." he says to himself more than his companion.
Priscilla "Was thou looking for soone?" she asks confused.
Reima "Ah, I kinda have seer abilities. I have knowledge of the future which I'll make use of to help us and others." She looks at him with suspicion. "Truly?"
Reima nods, "Yeah, Solaire will tell you about all the stuff I shouldn't know about." He grins thinking of Solaire's reaction to Priscilla. She nods at his answer as they backtrack to the roof and head through the only other unexplored path.
They head down the long, long... Long winding stairway that seems to lead directly to the ground floor, they step through a hallway that contains a number of doors and a stairway at the end, Reima takes the first door on his right to stea-Cough! Store, the silver knight armour.
Priscilla "Art thou injured? Thy seems to be coughing an awful lot?"
Reima shakes his head, "No... I seem to have acquired a tick."
Prisclla "Tick?" She mumbles not knowing what that is. Reima ignores it and steps into the room containing many taxidermied dragon heads, looking over the banister he sees a Silver knight who looks back at him... It starts charging up the stairs waving it's pike and shield as it does so. Reima parries the swipe of it's pike before kicking it's shield with Armant Haki... Despite it's inhuman strength the silver knight get thrown into the wall behind it, it's dented shield and mangled arm would've dropped to the ground were they not still barely attached to the body. Reima dashes forward and delivers a brutal palm strike to the centre of it's breastplate where it's solar plexus would be... Unfortunately he overestimated the silver armours effectiveness and completely penetrates it's chest with his hand. Blood spatters on Reima face as the silver knight holds his arm, attempted to remove it but not having the strength to do so. He imagines this would be horrific to watch, and then realises Prisclla is directly behind him... He quickly unsheaths his arm allowing the silver knight to drop to the floor and start fading away, the blood on his arm starts slowly disappearing as well, but not quick enough for Priscilla not to notice.
Priscilla eyes his arm, his previous techniques were useful... This one seed very effective... "Can thou perhaps teach this technique?" She asks innocently, imdiately Reima has visions of a blood Priscilla smiling as she tears people apart with her bare hands... "N-no, it wouldn't suit your combat style.", She nods sadly at this missed oppertunity before looking about curiously at her ancestors stuffed heads. She wonders out loud "Is this to be mine fate?"
Reima hears this and replies while checking whether or not the chest in the middle of the room is going to bite him, "Of course not, and if they try they'll see what our unique abilities can do. Ain't that right Cilla?" She smiles in response and nods.
Reima idly wonders whether or not he should stor-Cough! Steal, these heads... He decides even asking this would ruin the nice mood they've got between them.
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