Erica's sword

The blade looked well in Erica's hand, its short reach and light weight would make it easier to teach her the trade. It released small sparkling lights, highlighting its magical nature, but it otherwise seemed harmless. Erica treated it just like a toy, which could be dangerous. I was still sore, but better to teach this lesson sooner rather than later.

"Stand firm" In as commanding a voice as I could muster now, my throat still felt hoarse. "Time for your first lesson"I just chopped with my blade, my strength and weight throwing her off balance. A quick follow up thrust sent her ass to the ground, foremost Yulie, who was following me like a puppy.

"Stand. What you are holding is a weapon, a instrument to kill or to protect. " The litany was famous, but it still had to be said. A warrior must always respect his weapons. Erica took a while to understand I was serious, but eventually I hit her hard enough to hurt. She shot me angry eyes

"Dyon!" She shouts while thrusting up the blade, a flash of purple as the sparkles become a full shimmering ****. She jumps in the air and i have to block this magical enhanced attack. Not knowing how strong the enchantment was, I kept on the defensive. And she was good, almost good enough to keep up with me.

I turned to offensive, and it soon became obvious how the enchantment was only made to attack. Erika had to struggle on each parry and dodge, she was panting again.

She bowed as a pupil to a teacher, and I replied the gesture. Treachery, oh treachery, her eyes were red when i felt the blade sink between the chinks of my armor. I screamed with two voices , the thaumaturgical transformation splitting me in two different twins.