[ TT ] There were two swords in the stone . You pulled out one . Who pulled out the other ?

Asha watched in amusement as Giles struggled to wrench the blade free. A coat of sweat drenched his face from his arduous struggle; basking his goatee in a shiny gleam.'A thousand fools had tried to pull Brightflame free' Asha thought to herself.'A thousand more will fail.' 
 
 Giles gave one final yank of the sword before a loud snap was heard. `` Fucking shit,'' Giles yelled in agony. `` I broke my arm! I broke my fucking arm!'' Giles fell to the floor wallowing in pain, his left hand clutching his now broken right one. 
 
 `` Maybe if you gave ol' Bloodletter a try, you would n't have broken your arm,'' Asha said quietly to herself. 
 
 `` Fuck you, Asha'' Giles barked as the healers carried him off. Nothing escaped his large ears. Not even Asha's mutterings. 
 
 `` Next, Asha Rose. Approach the Dual Swords of Faith.'' 
 
 It was now Asha's turn to attempt the impossible. She had been standing in a line of her peers awaiting their chance to pull free Brightflame; the sword of the light. None wanted to pull Bloodletter free. 
 
 Asha approached the Dual Swords of Faith with ease in her steps. While others before her had stressed out over their turn, Asha was wholly relaxed. She never once believed her, nor anyone, capable of pulling free either of the Swords from the Forlorn Stone. 
 
 `` Asha Rose, daughter of Grim and Allison Rose, you stand before the Forlorn Stone. Lodged within are the twin blades Brightflame and Bloodletter, the Dual Swords of Faith. Attempt to pull both free and remember that no magic is allowed. Magical contact will result in your immediate death.'' 
 
 `` Yeah, yeah, I heard you say the same thing to the first 7 guys,'' Asha brazenly told the Harbinger of the Faith. `` Relax, will you. There's not a soul in here that's gon na pull these blades free.'' The Harbinger stood silent while Asha's mentors sighed and shook their heads in embarrassment. 
 
 Asha began by jokingly performing a series of stretches. Her mentors cursed under their breath as she stretched out her arms and neck in an exaggerated fashion. When she started to get to stretching her legs her eldest mentor shouted `` that's enough nonsense, Ahsa! Get on with it already!'' 
 
 `` Fine,'' she groaned. `` You lot are no fun.'' 
 
 Asha finally faced the twin blades. All that could be seen were their hilts as the blades themselves were wholly lodged within the Forlorn Stone. One sported a golden complexion. That was Brightflame. The other sported a black color. That was Bloodletter; the sword of the dark. 
 
 Asha placed her hand on Brightflames grip. She inhaled her breath, looked behind to wink at the crowd, and finally yanked at the lodged sword. 
 
 Asha was shocked when she seamlessly pulled Brighflame free from its resting place. The room went silent as all stared at her in bewilderment. 
 
 `` M-me? I-I'm the one chosen to free Brightflame?'' 
 
 As if to answer her, the Harbinger bellowed `` Asha Rose has been chosen by faith to wield the blade Brightflame. She shall heed the call of the light as she resists the pull of the dark.'' The Harbinger waved his hand in a circular motion, opening up a portal between Asha and the people behind her. `` Enter the portal with Brighflame in hand, chosen one. Your destiny awaits you there.'' 
 
 Asha stood before the portal completely dumbfounded. Her confidence and braggadocia now given way to confusion and uncertainty. `` I ca n't be the chosen one,'' she said aloud. `` I ca n't be! The prophecy states that the champion of the light can not exist without the champion of the dark.'' 
 
 `` Enter the portal, chosen one. Do not make me force you into it.'' 
 
 Asha stared at Brightflame.'If I'm the Champion of Light, then that means the Champion of Dark is here with me' she thought.'But the only one left in line is...' 
 
 `` Dunstan,'' she said aloud right as the Harbinger pushed her into the portal with an elemental spell. 
 
 Asha was flown out of the temple and into an arid desert. She landed face first into the sand. She slowly got up and dusted the sand off her body. As she took in the view of her new surroundings a sense of despair now struck her. 
 
 `` I ca n't believe it,'' she whispered. `` My own brother is now the Champion of the Dark.'' 
 

