One amongst many

Kea couldn’t help it, as Spider chanted he lost it and started laughing. Deep, true laughs that lifted some of the heaviness that had rested inside of him ever since his confrontation with the Worm. He stopped his laughter when Spider grabbed for the sword, watching with the same caution a new mother does their newborn in untrained paws.

When they swung it, he leaped a little back, expecting to get accidently knocked with the sheathed weapon. At this point, he probably should have used a little bit of sense and called it off. But he was a boy, a young boy, and a bit of an idiot. He held out the dagger, and tapped it against his blade's sheath. “To Victory, Spider!” he said, pushing with the dagger.

"Ciaran Carpathius"