Riddle me this...

[Enigma de le Poer]

Enigma had not sought his sister out yet since arriving in the lands. He still wasn't for certain just how he felt about the news of their father's treason. He'd spent much time brooding over just why the man had sent them to these far lands with tales of the clan and the world they belonged to if he himself had betrayed the lot of them. He snarled as the thoughts rolled through his mind. He didn't like being anyone's tool and it seemed that that was exactly what his father had wanted them to be. His eyes flared with sparks as he quickly let loose with one of his blades, a quick whistling and in the blink of an eye a thud was all that was left, The blade firmly planted in the soft flesh of the carcass.

Between his fingers he twisted the second knife blade quietly as he stared at the scene of death before him, the gulls had been worrying at the kill until he'd happened upon it and had given the beast a better use than gull food. He'd surrender the leftovers back to the birds as soon as he'd worked his anger and rage out, though he doubted that he'd find an answer to his deep thoughts anytime soon. He shook his head in disgust as he let the second blade fly, watching the dull sheen of the sun flickering off the metal as it too found itself planted in the flesh of the sea beast.

He began the slow walk down the beach to retrieve his blades with nothing but the cry of the gulls in his ears.