Zjjan Master 80 Sp04 04 04, A Battle And The Dominant Subduer

Jelfyr Wide Arena, is a wide arena, located outside the northeastern exit of Jeflyr Kingdom. Founded by Queen Jesifer Rosarok, the sole purpose is for the selection of the strongest norim in Dandia.

Intro: Jelfyr Wide Arena is composed of a wide ground ring, surrounded by a two level terrace of audiences' seat. On the audiences' seat, Jesifer and Criselia along with some audiences, someone's supporters, n.o.bles, and commoners, watch the two desperate opposing contenders inside the battle ring. — One contender materializes some swords in the air and he fires them to his opponent. His opponent evades and deflects some projectiles and the gap of his distance is decreasing.

Criselia speaks, "Hey, Jes, you're wasting these people. They fight with all they can however unfit to your expectation."

"And what are you supposed me to do?" Realizing about the words that she has said, she closes her eyes. "Forgive me. I've been repeating this question since earlier. My purpose of this is to find another individual who seeks fame and fights for their dignity and personal matters. They can earn depending to their effort. Killing is not allowed on this bracket anyway and I won't feel any shame. Anyone can join with their own freewill. I still have nine days left. So next week, the gathering of champions from different tribes is to be expected.

"I hope your cooperation as judge on their performance. And please, let Jaino join also."

"Oooh, you need to bribe him," has replied by Criselia, her words made the queen idles with flushed cheeks.

Jesifer thinks, How can I face him? He had seen me naked twice. She sighs. I've forgotten. It's only matter little. In a brief moment, she replies, "After I prepare myself, bring me to him later." She notices, someone's going near. A well-groomed man, Marshal Dogel Hanoon, attired of white military garment arrives nearby, and before he can bow, Jesifer orders, "Approach without salutation and speak without any address."

Marshal, is the highest rank of Jelfyr Kingdom's army and a right hand of the king. The official is not granted control on the Exceptional Generals and the Shadow Army.

"...your words are my command," has replied by the Marshal. "Then here's my report. My messenger hadn't received the full details from Zahamara but he told me, the uptight security was requested by Sai Mea. And one thing that Zahamara a.s.sured, it's for the people's safety."

"Let's leave them with their devotion then."

"Forgive me. However I must correct one thing. I am the highest official on your army."

"Your task here is the peak of importance — understood?"

"...yes. By your will, I shall fulfill thy wish."

—End of Intro.

Inside the cemetery of Jelfyr, after Jaino and s.h.i.+n's mother have departed, the argument between the boy s.h.i.+n and the missy Ritzel has also ended.

Cemetery of Jelfyr, is located on the center of northeastern area of Jelfyr Kingdom.

Still standing in the path, she, Ritzel, opens the book of Jaino's lineage technique. Old pages are wrinkled and many parts of many handwritten words have lost much of texture. Phrases and unknown words for her, she fines hard to relate. Flipping many times to another page, she finds the number of written words with lost pigment is decreasing. Words that she can understand have increased their number. She could notice the boy s.h.i.+n goes near and holds something, behind her side, bellow her b.u.t.tock. She hears him speak,

"Woah! I can't touch these black swords. My hands go through, impossible!"

Grabbing her interest, she looks to see s.h.i.+n's hands go through the swords with sheaths tied on her belt. By her surprise, she asks, "Aren't you a medou?"

Medou, is a norim with a relations.h.i.+p to the dimension of time or/and s.p.a.ce. Ghost, refers also to Medou. It refers also to a phenomenon when object pa.s.ses through another object's body when it supposed to be collide.

"If I would, I be blinking my way hear rather than walking."

A moment of thinking, she remembers Jaino's words,

"Ritzel, there are few people who can touch both of these swords. You are the second that I meet. And of course, the first one is I myself. It means, you are suitable enough to wield these swords."

She speaks to s.h.i.+n, "My father bestowed this to me. If you want to touch it, you must learn first the swords' basic. Of course, until you're fit."

"With you as my teacher?" has asked by s.h.i.+n with a prideful pose. He continues, "Nah, I'm not interested."

While glaring sharply at s.h.i.+n, through a distance, Ritzel sees five men walking near.

In the middle of those men, the bald man, with a scar in the forehead, speaks, "Grab both of them." His words startle both the children. The big man, recognizable as a lusus, hasn't move, except the rest three men who begin to act.

Lusus, they are huge and strong norims with extraordinary speed. Unlike igysn, they have two eyes.

Two of those three men have unable to move, and one of those two men speaks loudly to the man confronted by Ritzel, "Halt their Varvaran!"

Ritzel yells, "Good work s.h.i.+n!" With her firm and flexible stance, Ritzel parries and evades two sharp swings of the sword from her opponent. In the midst of engaging, her opponent loudly speaks,

"This child cannot be underestimated! I need a.s.sistance!"

The same voice from those two men replies the words, "That's why, I yelled for you to wait! We can't move to help."

As he continues his attack, the man confronted by Ritzel speaks, "I'm impressed on your talent. How can you fight with your wooden sword?"

Ritzel asks, "What is your intention? If it is evil you won't succeed!" She thinks, He's a sorse.

Sorse, is a norim born having the special blood that can deny to anything if possible

The boy s.h.i.+n s.h.i.+vers as he recognizes the man near the lusus. "Ritzel, I prefer if we should run!"

"Shut up, s.h.i.+n!" She steps back and has evaded her opponent's attack, a one-handed thrust of the sword. She strikes the hand of the man.

The man's hand has off the sword. Suddenly, he sits with one knee on the ground. His hand has bones broken. Some veins are probably stuck on those broken bones, the source of the tautening pain. "Argg!" he has cried.

With her wooden sword, Ritzel heavily strikes the man's nape.

Seeing at what Ritzel have done, s.h.i.+n has his mouth wide open. He comments, "That was hurt. You could have killed him." He watches the man, the opponent of Ritzel, loses conscious and falls to the ground.

"And are you worried for?" has asked by Ritzel to s.h.i.+n.

"That people are merciless mercenaries. My father asked them before, and I heard that plenty of innocent people were involved in the death list. I heard that was the reason why the contract was cut off."

"Then, let's hold them on until my father come back." And on her behind, she hears the voice of a man, from the bald man with a scar in the forehead,

"Children, that won't happen. You are both my hostage."

Ritzel turns around as she steps back. And to the man, she prepares to slash her wooden swords.

The bald man's head has recoiled by the surprise; he speaks, "You are a sorse."

"You guess wrong," has replied by Ritzel. She swings her attack. Before the wooden sword could land to the bald man's chest, it suddenly shatters to pieces.

"Persistent little brat, more of your stubbornness and you'll anger me," has stated by the bald man.

With the surprise, she yells, "s.h.i.+n! Help me!"

"Arg!!!" has cried by s.h.i.+n. "Put me down! Put me down!" Trying to remove the giant hand on his head, he grabs the giant man's wrist.

The bald man with a scar in the forehead demands to Ritzel, "Halt there, child. Obey and I will spare both of your lives."

Ritzel finds those two men— have their body movements previously entangled by s.h.i.+n's ability —help the man lying unconsciously in the ground. Hearing the continuing resistance of s.h.i.+n, her teeth tightly clenches together from the loss of her choice. She unsheathes both the black swords and she swings them down on the ground.

The chest of the man, helped by his two companions, is grievously wounded with two slashes. From those wounds, too much blood is gradually flowing out. That man unconsciously groans in pain.

His two companions wonder and totally shock. They lie the man down in the ground for treatment.

Ritzel swings again the black swords.

The bald man asks, "What are you doing child? I said don't move and submit yourself to us." From behind, he hears one of his companions speaks,

"Boss, Varvaran is dead."

The bald man looks behind to see lying on the ground, one companion of him is beheaded. His two companions with their mournful faces have begun to stand. His fists squeeze tightly. By his anger, blood runs fast through his veins. He hears Ritzel speaks,

"Don't take me lightly." She remembers her mother words,

"My child, now you are Jaino's adopted daughter, never reveal that you are an a.s.sa.s.sin of the Megus Clan, do you understand?"

"But why mother?"

"It can sever your communication on the people around you. Do you want those moments ended?"

"Alright mother."

She clenches her grip on the hilts of the black swords. "I won't hesitate to kill. Now, hands-off with s.h.i.+n."

Illasi Damyor, the bald man with a scar on his forehead, his objective was triggered by, Cally Haulicrity's risistance.

In nearing shadow of the night telling the orange sunset to sleep, is the time that people confirm and check the presence of somebody; love ones, colleague, or anybody for any or various reasons.

Nearby the path leading to Crodanadal Villa home of the lightning clan, the last masked man, pitied by Cally Haulicrity the mother of Jaino, shovels the land and throws it, covering the lifeless person inside the hallow ground.

Crodanadal Villa, is located in the center of Crodanadal Forest. This villa is home of the Lightning Clan.

Crodanadal Forest, is a huge forest located to the eastward of Mt. Ma Eling and to the northwestward of Jelfyr Kingdom.

Few people from Crodanadal Villa help the man.

After the burial of his colleagues, members from the band of mercenaries, the man pitied by Cally gives his prayer to his dead colleagues. Leaving the man alone, those inhabitants of Crodanadal Villa have went home.

As he has begun to depart the place to start a new life bestowed by his colleagues' killer, he sees revealing from the shadow of a tree a bald man with a scar in the forehead speaks,

"I'm worried that your group has gone too long. Where are they?"

They have their chat until the sunset is replaced by the night's entrance. The man pitied by Cally has his explanation gives sadness to the bald man with a scar in the forehead. He hears his question,

"And your decision?"

"Consider me as a dead member of the band. I shall now live my life to feed my siblings." From a sudden fear, he covers his face with both of his arms as he sees the bald man in rage. He hears a sudden bang from a punch and rustles of leaves from a tree. He peeks to see the bald man has punched the tree.

"d.a.m.n, cowards! Do what you want! I'll avenge them myself."

The bald man, with the scar in the forehead, grins. He speaks, "Grandie, one arm, break it."

Guilty feeling runs through her body, Ritzel looks at the giant man, smiling, suddenly breaks one arm of s.h.i.+n.

The boy s.h.i.+n is in tears and cries aloud, "Arg!!! My arm! My arm!" He cries and yells from the pain. "Mom, mom! My arm!" His scream continues as the fearful sight shakes his will.

Fear and despair, the taunting scene gives anger to her feeling, Ritzel swings her black sword to the giant man.

That giant man fades and appears to his adjacent side. Unharmed by the attack, the giant man's laugh and gesture insult the missy Ritzel.

Ritzel swings her other black sword to the giant man, who fades and appears to his adjacent side. Despite the fruitless efforts, she follows up her attack with any of her ready to swing swords.

"Don't underestimated me," Ritzel's words has imitated by the bald man, with a scar in the forehead. He laughs aloud. "Quite proud in yourself child, I lose another one of my men."

Ritzel swings her sword to the bald man. An impact bangs from a sudden collision of unseeable matters. Followed by the wind bursts and blows outwards from the bald man with a scar in the forehead.

With an insane expression of amused face, the bald man with a scar in the forehead, speaks again, "I'm new and ignorance with your ability. And I did underestimated both of you. But there is something certain. You can't pa.s.s on my Psychic Barrier.

"Throw your swords away or the boy shall die."

"As if I would believe you," has replied by the missy Ritzel.

"You won't believe me? Grandie—" he sees Ritzel throws both the swords in a far ground. The bald man with a scar in the forehead laughs aloud. "Kamarenes, hold her."

One of the men held by s.h.i.+n's ability before appears to Ritzel's behind. He holds the missy's arms behind her waists. And Ritzel thinks, s.h.i.+t, and this one is also a medou.

The bald man with a scar in the forehead goes near to Ritzel. With the full swing, he suddenly punches the face of Ritzel. He is surprised to find the missy unharmed. "That unknown ability of yours sure gives me the hard time." Getting annoyed by the missy's glare, he glances at the giant man currently holding the boy s.h.i.+n, who is in pain and in fear and hasn't stop crying. "I guess I should torture that child."

"Cowards!" has yelled by Ritzel. Tears flow on her eyes. "Fine! I already get rid with my ability."

The bald man with a scar in the forehead holds the chin of missy Ritzel. "Now, that is what we call a magnificent selflessness. If I'm not wrong of what I heard from you, you claimed Jaino is your father, right?

"You don't look alike.

"Y'know, he costed me many of my colleagues." His fist he hits to the cheek of the missy Ritzel. The purple mark on the missy's cheek gives him a tiny easiness. And to see the child spits out some blood, he speaks, "I will ruin you, child; and present you to him!"

Feeling the tilting on her head, Ritzel can feel the pain on her check. And the taste of blood inside her mouth gives her fear. She receives a sudden full swing of a kick on her stomach, has made her body forcibly holds her breath. As she can inhales and exhale again, herself suddenly cries and her body uncontrollably shakes. She thinks, Father, help me. Where are you?

"That was just a first taste child," has stated by the bald man. With his full strength, he kicks the missy again and again.

The boy s.h.i.+n cries to see Ritzel suffers the torture. He mumbles. "Please, stop it." He yells, "Please, stop it!"

The bald man with a scar in the forehead halts his last kick and he gazes at the boy s.h.i.+n.

Almost going to pa.s.s out, Ritzel has her knees surrender. Still crying and with the blurry vision, her tired eyes are trying to lift for her to see the state of the boy s.h.i.+n. Wanting to touch her numb stomach and wanting her tired knees to kneel on the ground, behind her the person holding her wrists offers no pity. Father where are you... mother... am I gonna die... Please, father, mother, save me. Her tears flow again however only from one of her eyes.

"You will witness her death in front of you child," has said by the bald man to s.h.i.+n, who cries aloud,

"No!!!"

The bald man with a scar in the forehead laughs insanely. "How amusing." He sees the boy s.h.i.+n persistently struggles to get off from the hand of the giant man. He speaks to the boy, "Easy, easy. Before you will witness her death, we will soothe ourselves first."

"What do you mean?" has asked by s.h.i.+n.

"I'm a male. She is a fille. You guess child? Kamarenes, unclothe the girl."

"d.a.m.n you," and he hums from the loss of hope. He yells aloud, "I won't allow you!"

Flame will merge to another flame

Domination is for the win

Misfortune and fortune hinder