Lazaryos continued to stroll with the others, with very little incident, only fighting a few bugs for the next 2 days. Near the end of the 2nd day, they were out of fruit and moved on to the salted pork. Lazaryos rationed it as much as he could so that it would last more than just the night. While the others sat by the fire that night, he walked off on his own. There was a familiar feline shadow near the treeline that they followed and he didn't bother to turn to it. "I'm surprised you haven't attacked me again. You know that the scythe controlled me in battle, and that it'll probably take over my consciousness like the other lightning user. You're from the Order, aren't you? Those who hunt the people unworthy enough to become mere vessels to their weapons?" The scythe shot to Lazaryos' hand by sliding down his arm, but it didn't budge as Lazaryos kept his cool and waited for a response.
"I'm merely an observer, a scout, if you will. The only reason I intervened was because of the skirmish. Your will and your heart are far from being taken over for the time-being so you are not a threat to life. However, the other one was. Those full possessed are now hunting other users to take their weapons as their own." "Yes, I've heard the rumor that the Tear will be granted to those who collect the other 15 Cursed Items. But that's merely a hare-brained rumor, nothing more. There are no records in history of such a thing being true. It's always been 1 weapon, 1 user. Any more than 1 will kill the one who obtains it, lest they be strong enough to have dominion over their first weapon." "Yes, it is true, but I am assigned to make sure you don't succumb, and to deal with it if you do. We of the Sakura Order are not participants of the Search for Mana. We merely maintain the order of life."