The hawk lowered Jenso to the ground and released him, landing nearby and retracting its wings. Rajaka blinked and shook his head. [color=fff200]"Am I high?.. No, I can't even get high anymore- What the hell just happened??"[/color]

	[b]"A miracle,"[/b] Somebody's voice called out from the crowd. Jenso knew it, a man's voice, gruff and overconfident. From behind him, near the cracked and torn edge of the fighting arena, stepped in Jenso's savior. He was holding a massive green broadsword, and draped in torn clothes. [b]"Phew, didn't think we'd make it on time, Pij! Nice flying."[/b] Rajaka turned to the newcomer and pointed at him with his remaining hand.

	[color=fff200]"Who the HELL are you!?"[/color]