Zjjan Master 81 Sp04 04 05, Her Mother's Call

The Mother's Call

Intro: In the round table of Altra.s.s, accompanied by Dakul Boyin and Boyin's men; Lladamak presents himself. After giving home welcoming greetings to Lladamak, Altra.s.s asks, "Where are the rest of your platoons?"

Unable to open his mouth, Lladamak hears the follow up words of Altra.s.s,

"I don't mind if they are also dead. The most important is we can return them to their families and grant them a memorial burial fitting for the brave men who fought our side."

"Altra.s.s..." has mumbled by Lladamak. "Please, believe to what I shall speak out."

"Have I ever doubted your words? I believe you know, once I'll ask twice, I'm trying to check the resolve of a person."

"Then, this is what I can tell. They are alive still. And Queen Jesifer shall return them by the time that the strongest finally ended an important duty."

"Do you know anything about Jesifer's intention?"

Shaking sideways his head, Lladamak replies, "I claim knowing nothing. Please, believe."

"Then, be it. Comeback to your duty. Until we find out her true intention; for the meantime, let's continue to give our a.s.sistance.

"Our previous info we'd retrieved before we attack the kingdom, had been a falsity. There's nothing in the tower that can break the barrier around the seas of Dandia."

Lladamak asks, "How can you a.s.sured?"

"We were allowed to search every area of the tower. We had also interrogated the n.o.bles and including those old-geezer-and-inept scholars. And my men reported these to me. So let's back gathering info. I have you handle this."

—End of Intro.

Back somewhere inside the cemetery of Jelfyr Kingdom,

s.h.i.+n has cried out loud, "I won't allow you!" All strength of his psychic, he casts in the area.

Illasi, the bald man with the scar on the forehead, and his three allies have felt the unseeable obstacle, heavily hindering their movement. Trying to resist with all his might, the giant man, holding the boy s.h.i.+n, is failure to escape the suppression.

Before he could think and ask, he, Illasi, notices a bright golden yellow glowing on the giant man's body. Excluding the arm holding the boy s.h.i.+n, the golden light cylindrically cloaks onto the giant man.

The boy s.h.i.+n, his weary eyes—

transpiring his exhaustion from enduring the pain of his broken arm along with the stress from fending his restrainer while his body is suspended in the air and his head is held by the giant man's hand

—show his undefined wish that has been granted.

Feeling of relief and his tears implicating of his joy, the boy s.h.i.+n—

who is able to witness the other two of Illasi's alive allies, enveloped by the same phenomenon

—thinks, Thank goodness, mother... You've come.

"What's happening to my body?" has asked by the person, holding the beaten-up child, the missy Ritzel. "Boss, it's getting hot around me. What's happening to me, boss?"

Unwitting with the event, Illasi falls silent. Gazing at the phenomenon, he continues to think for an answer.

Enveloping the bodies of Illasi's allies, those lights—the height of their columnar body rises and their physical vividness vitalizes. Moderate temperature of heat prolongs in the air. The skin of the giant man has gradually cracking and many parts are removed from the meaty muscles. The same goes on to the other two men of Illasi's allies.

Yelling from the pain and while their bloods falling into the ground, bit by bit, the bodies of Illasi's three men are each mashed by each pillar of golden light. Confused by this phenomenon, Illasi gulps while he scrutinizes the situation however the unseeable obstacle on his body restricts him from moving.

Ritzel falls down into ground as her restrainer's lower arms have fallen also. The same goes to s.h.i.+n, crying aloud from the pain after his broken arm has knocked on the ground.

Finally regaining his freedom to move, the bald man with scar in the forehead, Illasi, gazes at Ritzel. He thinks, No, she's not the source of this power. He observes back at the boy and he thinks, He is not the cause either. Nor… right... It's impossible for Jaino to do such a thing. A mere no norim can't do such a thing. Feeling helpless, he bears witness until those towering pillars of lights disappear. Left in the ground, the remaining body parts of his allies are three arms, dust, and pools of blood. The overwhelming event becomes his frightening experience as he mourns from another loss of his men. How unfortunate... He kneels. He gazes at the ground. From being helpless, he cries. He punches the ground. And here I've come to avenge them myself. He punches the ground again.

He hears someone's footsteps and he gazes at the veteran woman walking in the other intersection of the path. He speaks, "Mrs. Niavera Shau." ...dammit. d.a.m.n it!

The veteran woman goes nearby to her son, the boy s.h.i.+n. She sits and she speaks, "Forgive me for taking my time. I would possibly miss if not with your effort." Seeing her boy smiles and cries, she caresses his cheek. "I can't forgive them to what they've done to you my child."

Noticing some blood flows out in the corner of his mother's lips, he speaks, "Mom, I'm happy. I'm at last of use."

"Don't vocalize like your dying my dear. Your wound is far from your gut. Stay still and don't do any carelessness okay."

The boy nods slightly his head in agreement. "Is Ritzel alright?"

The woman smiles. She stands as she gazes at Ritzel.

"Arg!!!" has screamed by Illasi, who kneels in the ground. With his both hands holding his head, he cries, "What have you done to me, woman!"

"Oh, I've forgotten to warn you. I materializes tiny tacks on the outer part of your brain. Precisely, on the stressful part if you attempt to use your psychic.

"Now, it is my turn to ask. What are your reasons? And why have you done this to my son? You have ruptured his future. Hadn't you been treated well when your band was working with my husband? You have nothing to exchange."

Realizing that the boy is the veteran woman's son, insanely, Illasi laughs aloud. He lifts his head and gazes at the sky. He replies, "Good grief, it's not like you haven't have this inside your bright mind. There's always be a reason why we should threaten somebody. Blame this to Jaino instead as I blame myself... However... I won't back down."

With her anger, she speaks, "You hadn't listen to our sermons before, do you? You're still involving people outside your task. You have anger me too much. I shall put end to your dirty influences before it'll sprinkle to our society."

Feeling failure to avenge his allies, Illasi smiles. "Do it then." The woman points her finger at his head.

She speaks, "I shall grant it."

Suddenly surrounding the area and halting the veteran woman's action, seven armed people— five men and two women —appear. Walking into the path leading from the entrance of cemetery, a man, Hoven, accompanied by two men and a woman, speaks the words a loud with his strong voice, "Mind if we'll join the fun."

Gazing at the man, the veteran woman asks, "And you're?"

As Hoven's group arrives in adjacent to those seven armed people, he replies, "I am Hoven, son of the Second Exceptional General. And the one responsible on this mess that these people create."

"You have no shame! How could you soiled the name of your father?"

"If that soiling means ceasing the existence of a clan, I don't mind dirtying my hands." Hearing Hoven's words, Illasi smirks.

"So, another corrupt was born," has stated by the veteran woman. "If I guess correctly you are after Jaino."

"Well, well. I guess you have spouted something that gives her a lead," has said by Hoven to Illasi, who laughs aloud. And to the woman, Hoven speaks, "You accuse me as corrupt. Old woman, I have investigated all doc.u.ments about Jaino. All rumors about him able to do incredible things are unprovable. That was why I filed my proposition against Jaino's promotion as the Third Exceptional General. And for the council to reject it due to the prince order is unforgivable. That's why I gonna rob it by force. This is our tradition anyway."

Silent by Hoven's declaration, the veteran woman thinks, Jaino... You are giving me a headache...

Illasi speaks to the veteran woman, "What now Mrs. Shau? Seems like the tide has change to my side." He stands up and warms up arms. Regaining his motivation, he declares, "I will have my revenge. All related to Jaino, I shall exterminate."

"Using your psychic?" has asked by the veteran woman. "Don't make me laugh. You have known I put suppression inside your brain."

Illasi laughs. "I might not able to use my ability. Allow me to use my bare hands." He unsheathes his sword. "Sir Hoven, please, lend her a sword."

Hoven replies, "Just kill her, before Jaino could come back. We have to reduce the hindrance."

Hearing Hoven words, the boy s.h.i.+n looks to her mother who replies,

"Do you even think I would allow all of you!" Surrounding the woman, a column of golden light towers from the ground and to the sky. The same goes to the missy Ritzel and the boy s.h.i.+n. The veteran woman kneels and she sits on the ground. Propping her hand on the ground, her other hand she covers onto her mouth. She coughs and spits out blood. This is painful... She coughs consecutively. But... I shall hold on...

Curious about the phenomenon, some people of Hoven's allies whisper to each other.

Amazed by the event, Illasi witnesses again the phenomenon that killed his colleague. "Is she committing suicide?"

"No," has replied by Hoven. "I believe she's a treal.

Treal, is a norim gifted of materialization, but usually cost side effect(s) into their body.

"These might be her materialized barriers." He sights. "She's so lucky to not die quickly."

Illasi thinks, And she think we can't access inside. "To those who are medou, go inside and bring out that woman," has ordered by Illasi to Hoven's allies.

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.

One person replies, "Sir, somehow I unable to use my ability to come in inside that barrier." And his statement has seconded by another someone's statement and followed by the murmurs from people in the same race.

Wondering about the event, Illasi suddenly thinks, Sorse blood. "Yeah, Sorse blood," has spouted by Illasi. "Have you brought a sorse companion?"

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

"Don't be rattled," has spoken by Hoven to Illasi. "I have some bottles of sorse blood." Inside his own pocket, Hoven picks out a bottle of red liquid. "Cloak it to your sword." He throws it to Illasi, who receives and speaks,

"This is— illegal product."

"Don't mind. What matters is in front of us. Break the barrier and kill that woman."

Noticing at Illasi rubs something on his sword, the worried veteran woman thinks, Jaino... Her body suddenly struggles onto the ground. The vividness of her towering barrier intensifies as another column layers onto the surface. The same goes to the towering barriers surrounding around s.h.i.+n and around Ritzel. I'm... still lucky... ugh... She coughs again. This is the limit that I can do.

Seeing his mother struggling in the ground, the boy s.h.i.+n cries. He mumbles, "Mom..." He finds the bald man with a scar in the forehead goes near to his mother's barrier. His hand he points to that man. I won't allow you!

Unable to move, Illasi yells, "I need cover!"

Blaming herself, Ritzel watches the boy s.h.i.+n— with his ability —trying to stop the bald man with a scar in the forehead. A voice of a woman speaks on her mind,

Ritzel,

Mother? Feeling of relieve, she cries.

What has done, has been done already. Don't falter. I have an instruction for you instead. This comes from Jaino.

What is it, mom?

Use your remaining force to create a devastating disturbance.

But... I can't... The swords aren't on my hands.

Ritzel, Jaino had told me his technique has a limited principles the same with my psychic. Hadn't you seen me floated some objects and allowed them to come in my hands? It's the same principle.

The missy Ritzel looks at to one of the black swords. Trying to stand, her legs shake. She kneels and both her lower arms she props to the ground. Her hand she points at to one of the black swords. How could I create this disturbance mother?

Jaino has told me you can muster the strength from your surroundings to your sword. And by the time you unable to control it, strike it at once to your oppressor.

A female of Hoven's allies has noticed Ritzel trying to retrieve the black swords. She disappears and she appears to where those swords are located.

Seeing the woman covers her view, Ritzel feels hopeless. I can't fail this time. I need to think. I need to think. She hears the voice of the bald man with a scar in the forehead,

"Alright, I can move now."

Ritzel swings her view to only witness the outside of the boy s.h.i.+n's barrier—

where the boy can see and able to hinder Illasi from moving

—is surrounded by Hoven's allies. Diverting her view, she sees Illasi slashes the sword to the barrier. A surface of the barrier surrounding the veteran woman has vanished.

Illasi rubs some red liquid to his sword. He poses his stance and slashes his sword to the barrier. That last barrier has disappeared, exposing the veteran woman.

By witnessing his action, Ritzel crawls onto the ground. As she can manages to peek at the hilt of a black sword located behind the woman currently standing. Her hand she points at the hilt. Hearing Illasi's voice—

"Now, Mrs. Shau, you're now vulnerable. I believe you still have some plenty of aces in your sleeve. I'm willing to see as your ability will eat yourself."

"Please! Get away from my mother!" has cried by the boy s.h.i.+n. "Get away from my mom!"

—Ritzel draws her hand.

One of the black sword flies. Without hurting the woman standing in the area however horizontally cutting her dress, the black sword goes through. And it shatters the glowing barrier surrounding the missy Ritzel. Its hilt lands to the hand of Ritzel, who falls in the ground.

Struggling to stand, Ritzel gazes at Illasi standing near the veteran woman.

Illasi speaks to the boy s.h.i.+n, "You shall bear witness to her death child." His hand he invertedly holds his sword. As he has begun to stab the sword to the woman; at the same time, s.h.i.+n cries a loud for pity. The tip blade of Illasi's sword has stabbed as a sudden tremor in the area occurs.

If hopes light, life shall always s.h.i.+ne

Then efforts might spend pointlessly

But, unasked wish might be granted