Forgotten Truths

Chapter 1: Of Arrogance and Wisdom:
The palm of Aenarion's hand struck his opponents jaw, sending him sprawling to the ground. The fallen warrior spat out teeth, blood and bone fragments as his broken jaw realligned itself and snapped back into place. Ynaron slowly rose back to his feet, he had underestimated the skill of the man opposing him, had judged him due to his youth and inexperience, though had not taken into account the raw talent with which he was faced.

Enarion rolled his shoulders and his right one, cracked audibley as it reasserted itself in the correct position. As he waited for Ynarion to reassume his combat stance, he let his gaze drift lazely across the matrial grounds in which they spared.

"Focus." called Yvraine, the current Aeldar of the Girei from his position atop a massive onyx pillar, but it was too late. Ynaron's foot smacked hard against Aenarion's chin, shattering his lower jaw and fragmenting all his teeth. Before Aenarion could recompose himself, his opponent thrust his fist word, cracking his ripcage, before spinning around again, and slamming his leg against the side of Aenarion's head, sending him flying against a massive boulder shattering it into a thousand pieces.