"But you were bold enough to walk into their midst when you could have avoided them in the first place, that meant that you were aware of what you were doing young man." Kayode charged. "I did what I did", Henry spoke under his breath, "because I knew I could defend myself. They were just taught to not mess with anybody." "And was that right to you", Edna yelled, infuriated more by his calm outlook than his words, "taking the law into your hands all in the name of teaching them a lesson, when you could have just reported them." "Report !" Henry chewed the word which tasted like gall, "I had done that a long time ago", he said, "not once, twice, even thrice. But I was always ignored and denied justice, just because of who I was, and with all that bitterness, I became a fighter." "But this is not a battlefield", Kayode chided. "My first secret", Henry continued, "where I come from, everywhere is a battlefield, every place is an arena, and if you don't stand up and figh

Those three forms began to lose their flare, the eagle resting on Henry's left shoulder while the armoured being stood by his side, arms folded. Watching Henry rise to his feet, Judith and James noticed his changed appearance. He was now wearing a dark armour and his dark hair fell gracefully from his scalp. And when he turned around, they saw that boy who's left half of his face was covered by that falling mass of hair, while his right and exposed eye glistened in its cosmic darkness. "Henry !" James called, "Are you all right ?" "Stay back !" Judith pulled James shoulder, stopping him from running, "That person doesn't look like Henry." "Of course he does", James defended, "but he looks a bit different though." Judith was taken aback by that dark grin which stole the lips of their supposed Henry. What had happened to him ? And who was that eagle and armoured being standing next to him ? She was having a bad premonition about what was going to happen next on seeing

"Even at school",. James continued, "he got into the bad books of some bullies." "And what did he do to them ?" Thorace inquired. "Broke their bones." James answered. "He also beat my sister in all the tests since he started our school, that's why she's angry at him." "So you're scared of losing your position to kied", Vage remarked, "Do feel so frightened, Kied isn't the type who is used to take the spotlight, that doesn't mean he's shy, he's far from being timid. If you're nice to him, he will gladly take his place behind you. And he isn't the type who will take school work seriously." "He isn't serious with his school work that he always comes first in class ?" Judith retorted. "Just take it as a case of genetic superiority and the wide range of scenarios he's able to put his knowledge to test."Thorace explained, "If you work hard you can still beat him to the mark." "But he always gets everything right", Judith lamented, "it's like he never fails." "Then d

Tergon saw those flaring specks of green beneath his combat board, enact those blazing strings which created a surface of concentric rings. Lifting his head, Tergon saw that group of eleven armoured beings with emerald capes draped over their shoulders fluttering like flags of doom as they strode calmly towards him. Weapons drawn, Tergon knew they were here to fight him. Alighting from his battleboard, Tergon felt the solidness of this strange surface and it felt like walking on normal earth. The advancing group came to a halt apart from the one in their middle who took four steps forward, placing himself ahead of the others, Tergon assumed him to be their leader. "You have defiled the sanctity of this realm in your quest to acquire the Seven Boulders of Er !" The warrior's voice boomed. "What makes you believe that there is any sanctuary capable of resisting the clutches of the Feudal Order." Tergon challenged. "We stand here to defend our empire from you socalled clutch

Tergon felt those pulsations stream through his being and his vision rose to a higher level of comprehension making the hidden dimensions of this arena becoming visible to him. Those ideograms and geometric projections trailed the steps of the warrior, with every move he made, creating a strange series of geometric combinations, it was a martial pattern of combat, Tergon grasped the wave and the way they fought was so unique, that they played both roles of offense and defense based on the way those ideograms configured themselves. Tergon was beginning to see those symbols which trailed the warrior's sword with each strike he made, his blade disrupted the atmosphere, resulting in that explosion of geometric symbols and ideograms that reeled their way through his being, symbols which Tergon's ignorant mind could not comprehend. The symbols were undeniably explaining the warrior's battling moves but they were beyond what Tergon's mind couldn't and wasn't elevated enough to under