Jacara and Yamada were brought to the Blesseds and were laid before them. The Blessed man inspected Yamada’s injuries. His calves were covered in second degree burns, covered in large blisters filled with fluids.Red skin flaking across his cheeks and lips, and heavy blisters bulged over his knuckles. The two Blessed men, clapped their hands together, creating blessing cross and held it over his limbs.They nodded at the Blessed woman wielding a flaying knife, made of cold steel. She nodded back and begun removing the burnt skin, nimbly and deftly, with blood and fluids gushing out.As she removed the skin, the Blessed men held the cross over Yamada’s injuries, closing the wound with new skin. They worked through the day on his body, carving away the burnt flesh and sealing the wounds.Yamada shot awake as she reached his fists, and he struck the blade out of her hand. The blade flew across the room, and the three of them stumbled back.He wore a furious scowl, locking eyes with them,

Yamada carried Jacara up the stairs, leaping up five at a time. Each step landed with a ting of metal on stone, and then a rushing of air. He slid across the stone of the Third Ring, with a satisfied puff.“Alright, we can start training now.” Yamada said slightly out of breath, dropping Jacara.‘This guy is an absurd freak of nature.’ Jacara thought, catching his breath, and stepping away.Yamada raised his visor, inspecting the staff. “Is this made out of Orichalcum?” He asked. Jacara nodded. The staff turned into a long sword, the steel a burnt orange blade, with a golden cross guard and pommel.“Wow! I didn’t think that would work!” Yamada said astonished, flourishing the blade with deft precision. ‘Are you fucking joking?’ Jacara thought glaring at him.“Give that back to me.” Jacara said annoyed. Yamada tossed the sword haphazardly towards Jacara, the long sword instantly reverted back to a bo staff, to his surprise.Jacara leapt back avoiding the staff crashing into the ground.

Yamada perked up. “Wait, what’s happening?” He asked baffled. “Don’t worry about winning or losing, just do your best.” She said gently pushing him into the courtyard.“I’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you.” Her words filled with determination and warmth. Yamada looked up to her warm smile, the sight of it, made him smile.With a new sense of invigoration, he clutched the hilt and a heavy grunt, he ripped the great sword out, resting it over his shoulder.He entered into the courtyard, with Fervias smirking at him. “Guess Abaddon was right, only a Forsaken Knight could carry that thing.” He said reaching under his cape.Yamada planted the sword by his feet, and performing a deep bow. Fervias chuckled, his vambraces now covered in long burnt orange chains.Yamada looked at him puzzled, as Fervias pulled two Deiridium edged axes, from his cape. The chains wrapped around the base of the Orichalcum handles.“Are you ready boy?” He asked spinning the axes on the chains, wearing a big

Morning came and Yamada was awoken by an unfamiliar and strange sound. He perked up to see Gwyneth, snoring in her night gown sprawled over in her bed.Her cleavage bulged out of the night gown, and Yamada quickly covered her with his blanket, leaving the room breathing heavily.He slapped his forehead repeatedly, suddenly hearing the hand maidens giggling and looking down at him. Yamada went bright red, he had forgotten that he was bare to them.He quickly summoned his armour, slapping down his visor.“Lady Lockhart left you a set of instructions.” The handmaiden said, giving him a piece of parchment paper. The writing on it was elegant and beautiful, each stroke of the quill was perfect.However the cursive writing was too advanced for Yamada, and even under his visor, the handmaidens could tell he was lost.“Do...you need help with reading it?” One of them asked hesitantly.Yamada slowly gave back the parchment. “I got the numbers, but not the words. The letters are all so loopy an

The sun hit its peak. Jacara stood in the cavern still attempting to defeat his father’s challenge. His magic reaching a few centimetres further than before.The squires and mages not chosen as scouts, were now drilling battle formations. However Yamada and Gwyneth were absent from the second ring.Aerith and Urkse entered into her quarters, the kitchen table had two meals prepped, with the handmaidens flushed and short of breath.“Where are Yamada and Gwyneth? Encara wishes to know why they aren’t training.” Urkse said with a stern voice.The girls giggled covering their smiles, looking over to her room, and pointing.Urkse and Aerith gave each other a concerned glance, before cautiously approaching her door. He reached for the doorknob. Aerith stopped him.“What are you doing?” She asked giving him a puzzled look. “Opening a door?” Urkse said giving her the same look.“She sleeps naked, everyone knows that. You go stand over there I’ll handle this.” She said pushing him away.“But.”