The Vend military barracks had finally fallen quiet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10, Milfern, Kimlorn, Tomand, and Hazelthorn had returned to the barracks after the long and exhausting day. Seralyth had remained at the royal castle to speak privately with Ilriath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was late into the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 lay motionless on the top bunk, staring at the ceiling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Below him, Kimlorn was fast asleep, exhausted from the day’s events. Milfern was sleeping in the adjacent bunk, equally unaware of his surroundings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tomand occupied another bunk nearby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He was completely unconscious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A deep, rhythmic snore echoed through the barracks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHHHHRRRRNNNNK.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 glanced toward him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tomand continued sleeping.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHHHHRRRRNNNNK.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 returned his gaze to the ceiling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His body had no need for sleep. He did not become fatigued, and his stamina never diminished. While the others recovered from the day’s events, K-10 simply waited.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eventually, he silently climbed down from the top bunk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Neither Kimlorn nor Milfern stirred.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tomand continued to snore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 left the barracks and made his way toward the training grounds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A handful of Vend soldiers were still training despite the late hour. The reinforced training dummies bore the marks of countless weapons, and the muted sounds of steel striking wood and metal echoed across the grounds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 stopped near the edge of the training area and observed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One soldier swung his Lunarium sword and channeled his Affinity through the blade.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Flames erupted along its length.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Another soldier practiced nearby. She channeled her Affinity into her sword, and compressed spheres of water fired from the blade like projectiles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 watched closely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Lunarium weapons were not merely weapons. They were conduits.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The concept interested him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After several minutes, K-10 stepped forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He drew his twin Lunarium kodachi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The next movement was almost too fast for the watching soldiers to follow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Clang.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Clang.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Clang.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The practice dummy rocked violently beneath a series of precise strikes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Several soldiers stopped what they were doing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A blonde Vend woman with yellow eyes approached.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat swordsmanship is that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 lowered one blade.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNeither Sariyazene nor Geldanosian,\u201d a male soldier with bluish hair said. \u201cAt least, I don’t recognize it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 looked at the weapons in his hands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt isn’t either.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat is it, then?\u201d the woman asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 considered the question.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His training had never belonged to one traditional school. The Kronos Group had taught him to take what worked and discard what did not. His combat education had drawn from numerous systems, disciplines, and battlefield experiences.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt is an amalgamation,\u201d K-10 said. \u201cDifferent systems. Different techniques. Different principles.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The bluish-haired soldier studied him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo it has no name?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 paused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cKronos Style.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The soldiers exchanged glances.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHow effective is it in actual combat?\u201d the woman asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt is effective.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The soldier with bluish hair gave a short laugh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen perhaps we should see.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He looked toward the woman.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJemma.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She stepped forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBring it on.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The spar began.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jemma attacked aggressively, using her Lunarium sword with practiced skill. Her movements were fast and deliberate, but K-10 quickly identified the pattern behind them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He avoided her first strike.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then the second.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then the third.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Each time Jemma committed to an attack, K-10 repositioned himself just outside its effective range before countering.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She adjusted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 adjusted faster.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When Jemma began channeling Water Affinity through her sword, compressed water bullets shot toward him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 moved between them, closing the distance before she could fire again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Moments later, Jemma was on the ground with K-10’s blade positioned beside her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The spar was over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jemma looked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat is your Affinity?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That answer drew more attention than the fight itself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 offered his assessment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour aggression is effective against opponents who retreat. Against an opponent who studies your movements, it becomes predictable.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jemma listened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou commit before determining how your opponent will respond. Your footwork becomes linear when you attack. Your Water Affinity also telegraphs your intended direction. You should vary your timing and firing angles.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She nodded slowly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour greatest weakness is recovery,\u201d K-10 continued. \u201cAfter a failed attack, you immediately attempt another. Reset your stance. Recover your center of gravity. Create distance if necessary. Make your opponent commit before attacking again.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jemma looked at her sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd relying too much on my Affinity?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour Affinity should complement your technique. It should not replace it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jemma accepted the assessment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The bluish-haired soldier stepped forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI’m next.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He wasn’t the last.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One soldier relied on overwhelming strength. Another specialized in defense. Another attempted to integrate his Affinity directly into his swordsmanship. Another depended on speed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 fought each of them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He defeated them all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But he did not simply tell them that they had lost.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He explained why.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Power without control created openings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Defensive fighters could become predictable when they refused to leave their guard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Speed became useless when movement could be anticipated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Affinity could become a weakness when a fighter became dependent upon it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Again and again, K-10 analyzed their techniques and explained how an opponent could exploit them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The soldiers began to understand that K-10 was not merely an exceptionally capable swordsman.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He was studying them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And teaching them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eventually, the training ground became quiet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A figure had entered the area.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Commander Alderond.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The soldiers immediately straightened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond’s eyes settled on K-10.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cKaiten.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 turned toward him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCommander Alderond.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI have heard that you have been instructing my soldiers.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI’ve been giving them tactical assessments.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond looked toward the soldiers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThey seem to value them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He returned his attention to K-10.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou have known these soldiers for minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI can identify weaknesses in their techniques.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond studied him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCan you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen perhaps you should assess mine.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The soldiers fell silent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 drew his kodachi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond drew his Lunarium sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The atmosphere changed immediately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This was no longer an ordinary spar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond had spent four centuries refining the art of combat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 could sense it before their blades even met.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They moved.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Steel struck steel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The first exchange was brief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The second was faster.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then faster still.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 attacked from an angle that had worked against the other soldiers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond was already prepared for it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Their blades collided.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 changed direction.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond adapted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 increased his speed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond adjusted his timing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Neither gained a decisive advantage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The watching soldiers slowly realized what they were witnessing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10’s physical capabilities were extraordinary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But Alderond possessed something that could not simply be overcome through strength or speed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Experience.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Four centuries of it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond had fought opponents who relied on power.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Opponents who relied on speed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Opponents who relied on magic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Opponents who had attempted to deceive him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Opponents who had attempted to overwhelm him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had seen variations of almost everything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 was different.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But not so different that Alderond could not adapt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Their blades separated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond lowered his weapon slightly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou fight differently from our soldiers.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou do not appear to rely upon a fixed form.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don’t.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause a fixed form creates predictability.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond raised his sword again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen what governs your movements?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 answered without hesitation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSituation. Distance. Timing. Position. Rhythm.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond’s eyes narrowed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou adapt.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat philosophy is dangerous.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt is necessary.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They collided again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond changed his rhythm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 adapted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 changed his distance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond adapted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Their swords struck repeatedly, neither fighter willing to give ground.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou believe combat is simply adaptation?\u201d Alderond asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 deflected another strike.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCombat begins before the fight.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond pressed forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cExplain.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou understand the opponent. You understand yourself. You understand the terrain. You understand the objective.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 slipped past a strike.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou determine when to fight and when not to fight.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond countered immediately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd if fighting is unavoidable?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou determine how the fight occurs.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond stopped for only a fraction of a second.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe battlefield is part of the weapon.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond attacked again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 blocked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTerrain. Weather. Supply. Morale. Intelligence. Timing. Logistics.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Their weapons separated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAn army is more than its soldiers.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond watched him carefully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA stronger army can lose.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIf the enemy determines the conditions.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond nodded slightly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd what determines those conditions?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cInformation.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The two moved again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIf your information is wrong,\u201d K-10 said, \u201cyour decisions are wrong. If your decisions are wrong, your strategy fails.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond’s sword came down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 caught it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe commander must determine where the enemy fights, when they fight, and how they fight.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond forced K-10 backward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYet you still speak of survival.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause survival is necessary to complete the objective.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd if the objective requires sacrifice?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 paused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen the sacrifice must serve the objective.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond studied him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou speak like a commander.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI was trained to think like one.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They resumed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The exchange continued for minutes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then hours.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Neither seemed willing to end it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eventually, Alderond changed tactics.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lightning began gathering around his body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Lunarium sword crackled with energy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The soldiers watching stepped farther back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 watched the lightning carefully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond raised his sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour philosophy accounts for adaptation.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen adapt.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lightning exploded across the training ground.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 met it head-on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The first surge traveled through his armor and into his body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pain erupted through his nerves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His muscles tightened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His bones felt as though they had been struck from within.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 did not retreat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond attacked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Their swords collided again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Another electrical surge passed through K-10.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It hurt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He adapted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Another strike.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Another surge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The pain remained, but its intensity diminished.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond noticed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He changed his attack pattern.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Lightning Affinity continued to tear through K-10’s body, but each successive exposure became less effective.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 adapted to the Affinity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond did not stop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He changed his timing instead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 responded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For hours, the two fought.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lightning illuminated the training grounds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Steel rang through the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Neither could establish dominance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10’s physical advantages could not erase Alderond’s centuries of combat experience.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond’s experience could not completely overcome K-10’s ability to analyze and adapt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eventually, the battle slowed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Both stood several paces apart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Lightning Affinity still crackled around Alderond’s sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond looked at K-10.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou adapt quickly.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 said nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut adaptation has limits.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou understand that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond lowered his sword slightly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen there is one thing I still do not understand.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 waited.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhere does your loyalty lie?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 stopped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Completely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The question was different from everything that had come before it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond lowered his sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Lightning Affinity faded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 stared at the ground.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For most of his life, loyalty had never been his decision.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had received orders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had followed them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had served organizations, commanders, and missions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His life had been structured around objectives determined by someone else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had never needed to decide what mattered to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Until now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 looked toward Alderond.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don’t fight for a nation.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond listened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don’t fight for a cause.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don’t fight for an idea.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His voice remained calm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAll my life, I received orders. I followed them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He paused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNow I have something I never had before.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond waited.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cChoice.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The word hung between them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 looked toward the distant lights of the royal castle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI choose who I fight for.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond followed his gaze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 answered immediately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI choose to fight for Seralyth.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Since the question was asked, Alderond’s expression changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 considered the answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe watches out for me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe protects me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Another pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI have never had anyone do that before.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond lowered his sword completely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSeralyth is your friend.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 looked at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The answer was simple.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There was no hesitation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No political obligation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No military command.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No oath demanded by a nation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No ideology.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No debt imposed upon him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was a decision K-10 had made for himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alderond finally understood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10’s loyalty was not something that had been assigned to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was something he had chosen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The legendary duel had begun as a test of swordsmanship.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It had become a contest of philosophies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And in the end, Alderond had learned something far more important about the man standing before him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
K-10 was not simply a warrior who followed orders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had chosen someone worth fighting for.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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