Jenso tried to keep his eyes open despite his exhaustion and pain, and glared up at Rajaka as he was about to smash him with his foot. [i][color=f26522]'Lark, Dacer, Tiger...Ross...I'm sorry..'[/color][/i] Jenso thought, unable to move. He closed his eyes, accepting his fate.

 After hearing Rajaka stomp the ground, his eyes flashed open again. He stared at Rajaka in shock from afar, realising that he was still alive and only now noticing that Rajaka's arm was ripped off. What kind of attack did Jenso just do? What happened to Rajaka's arm? Why wasn't he dead? All these questions flooded Jenso's mind as he tried to make sense of the entire situation, and everything that happened. He looked around himself, and noticed that the giant green hawk was holding him.

It seemed like the hawk had saved him. He was very grateful, but a small part of him felt bad. It was a fair fight, and he had lost, so he felt like Rajaka had the right to kill him. However, he was extremely happy to be alive. [color=f26522]"Thanks, uh..."[/color] Jenso muttered, looking up at the bird. He was unsure what it's name was. [color=f26522]"...Cool-looking green hawk!"[/color]