Zjjan Master 71 Sp04 03 18, Jaino Vs Judith

Jaino vs Judith

In the military camp located outside Crewtner Village, to his quarter, the visiting young prince Raume, and Shaira, member of the Royal Squad, have their conversation while watching at, in the air, the dimensional window, rendering the inside stadium of JK academy.

The prince remarks, "I can't blame him. Jaino's history is broad. He made plenty of enemies when he was still a brat. However his personalities showed that everything was his decisions." He shows his palm, informing Shaira to sit. "In my opinion, Zahamara probably wanted a son than his daughters. I wonder why Zahamara had put Jaino at risk, or allowed him..."

She obeys and sits. "His mother my highness..."

"Now that you mention it. Their escape on the Sky's Rejection a long time ago wasn't just a fluke. I was still an ignorant kid that time; probably I was still spoiled child getting worried about my sister. However, the person I tasked on gathering their tribe history records on Humanity Archives had never mention Jaino's mother's name."

"So what do you think my highness..?"

"Probably, a wife outside or unmarried." He notices the woman sadly stares down. He smiles. "Don't push yourself. Your presence here is helpful enough."

A soldier has entered and he speaks, "My highness, forgive me for intruding. The village's council has decided for feast on this evening in respect for the dead and survivors. They want you to take part."

"Invite the children and the survivors."

"They are to be informed my highness. Also survivors from Benton and Senear are on their way here."

"I'll be there later, thank you."

"It's my grat.i.tude, my highness." He then exits the door.

On the stadium of JK Acadamy, Judith opens her hands while she runs towards Jaino, her opponent. In a distance away of her opponent, her feet stop a moment for her hands have constructed by a metal frame until it forms a hammer on her size. Both hands she grabs the handle. She steps forward her other foot. A pressure runs allover her body and she swings her attack.

Too late to respond on the speed of Judith, Jaino slides while the hammer swings over above his thorax and across above his face. Successfully evading the attack, he then turns his body and uses his hand as brake and balance. Quickly he has stood and he grabs his opponent's shoulder. But his opponent's released strength is unstoppable as Jaino has been dragged by the strength. He loosens his grip on his opponent's shoulder, throwing him from the motion. He rolls few times in the floor. And with the push of his elbow to the floor sends him standing. He thinks, I don't have reasons to hurt her.

The missy, Retzil, on the bench sitting along with her students, comments on her thoughts, That was a chance! Why father! Why! She realizes something. ...I see… It's better that way then.

On the bench, along with the fat bald man, Forgive me boss. I want to see the fight and help, has thought by Krispen, facing at the red-eyes beauty. But I can't move my body.

And Doressa whispers, "Trust your boss." Her voice sends chill to the back of Krispen. She smiles.

"Don't just evade!" has yelled by Judith. "Jaino, show me what killed my parents!"

"What killed your parents was their own mistakes."

"Don't kid me!" She thinks—. "Okay, so you lack of reason. Want me involve people outside our fight?"

"You've grown insane. Don't do it Judith. You're repeating their sins. Live a peaceful life instead." He sees Judith runs forward with prepared swing of hammer. Successfully evading the attack after he has stepped back, he steps sidewards avoiding the follow up of slanting uppercut of hammer.

The tomboyish woman, Judith, continues her attack as she vertically revolves twice in the air.

Jaino has stepped back and he jumps before the aerial smash of hammer hit the ground. Impact thunders while the floor crumbles, and wave pushes Jaino who in dual hand stabs his sword in the floor for a stand to resist the wave. He closes his eyes. A solid shattered piece of concrete has. .h.i.t his knee join, shocking his whole body, but his tight grip on the sword he can't be loosen. Some stones leave mark on his shoulder, temple, and wrist.

Judith yells, "Such foul words come from you! Have you not been killing people?"

Being guilty Jaino gazes down. "At least live to what your friends and relatives expect you."

"After those days, I lost everything and lived only to hone my skills to kill the only person who destroyed my family!" The hammer deforms and disappears and Judith points her index finger towards Jaino. "Nails!"

With the pain on his feet, Jaino closes his eyes and musters himself to endure. Golden nails have dug on his feet, entangled onto the floor. Judith...

Becoming more worried, Ritzel again mumbles, "Father..." Why did you received the damage? You were not like this...

"Judith," has said by Jaino, "don't torture yourself." In the air surrounding above him, eight golden nails are appearing. He draws his sword from being stuck on the floor. Despite the pain of his feet while he moves his upper body, he swings his parry deflecting the incoming attacks and each of those nails disappears.

"Why can't you fight me seriously!" has yelled by Judith. "There's no room for you to care your enemy!"

He gazes sadly to Judith. "Judith..." I can feel your pain. It's tightening. He smiles. He puts down the sword as he sits, preparing himself. He musters to endure the pain as he pulls his nailed foot from the floor—

Ritzel can't summoned her courage to look as well as the other few.

—he then draws and removes the nail as it disappears. Blood flows out while he feels ease. He scratches his short sleeve and ties it, covering the hole of his foot. He can see the blood spreading markings in the fabric. I hope it dries quickly. Preparing himself, he breathes deep. He pulls his other foot from the floor while he endures the pain. He then removes the nail as it disappears. The other sleeve that he has scratched he ties it, covering the hole of that foot. I shall try to resist excitement. I need to finish this quick. He picks up the sword and he raises up. Considering the tautening pain on his feet, he speaks, "Judith—" and his nose gusts out air, relieving his worries. "—impress me to how much you've grown."

"Jaino, aren't you likely secured?"

"It's not about winning! It's about, the things you do after you have your revenge!" His words confuse Judith. "You don't even know who killed your parents!"

"Jaino, I myself is a witness! You had then left me!"

Jaino runs forward and he slashes. At the same time Judith has stepped back evading the attack. While he continues his attack, Jaino speaks, "You're not blind! But! You are deaf!" His words and his lousy attacks annoy Judith more.

Father, what is she really into you... has thought by the worried Ritzel.

While watching the fight on the stage— "I like your boss," has said by Doressa to Krispen.

"See. Then woman, allow me to move. I want to watch the fight."

"Nah that I cannot allow. I now own you. I will not permit you."

d.a.m.n, she's clever," has thought by Krispen. …I forgot, she's an instructor. Had she read my boss' mind? I feel bad for her students. Ah! telepathy may be. d.a.m.n you, boss!

"Judith! Hear me! I didn't kill them!"

"Don't kid me! Nails!" Five golden nails appear on her forefront and follows Jaino,

who distances backward. He thinks, those things can chase. Unable to flee the projectiles' speed, he swings his sword, deflecting those nails, and those things disappear.

Hearing the worried yell of Ritzel— "Father! Above!" —dumbfoundedly Jaino gazes up at, ongoing to fall, the gigantic towering solid cylinder of gold.

Somehow, the chairman smiles of relieve. The male instructor of the front seats of the upper watcher areas thinks, Judith, this is excessive. You don't hold back at all.

Krispen can't help but worried, despite of unable to witness the battle. And Doressa and the bald fat man just silence.

Everything goes slowly as Jaino closes his eyes, and inside his thoughts, Have I hurt you too much that a mere torture won't suffice my punishment? I don't know who is right or wrong now. You won't hear my side. I didn't kill your parents. It was there fault for not surrendering to my father's division. They'd supposed to gain their protection. They were killed by the syndicate to avoid testifiers. They were dead three weeks before we met. They were turned puppets and their bodies were nurture by preservative chemicals. I did killed them to protect you and end their sufferings. But this is harder to explain. You're stubborn.

The anger deafens our hearing

Hatred, the heart that won't open

Listen, accept, and all silence