Chapter 207

"These suits are state of the art highly machined pieces of work. Not to mention," Gou said, hoisting the kid onto the back of Bastion, "You have incredible skills that not many people can combat against... You are an Illisian warrior..." "I try to not show that Illisian nature... Underneath the cool, calm and collected nature," I said back, placing the barely conscious Mercury onto Bastion, "We are some pretty awful, and barbaric people... Our civil wars are not pretty! But I'm only half Illisian. My father, was a Tanzanian man of Bantu and Persian descent. He belogned to a different warrior tribe all together, the most powerful in all of the land. I've heard the stories of his people's combat abilities. He and my mother trained me on both cultures before what happened when I was seven. My maternal uncle continued to train me in Illisian sword fighting and hand to hand combat up until I was sixteen..." "So when I left the blessed lands what happened?" Gou asked, tying both Mercury and