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[indent][center][b]*  *  * April 28th *  *  *[/b][/center]

[b]N[/b]atsu had said little in response to Nanashi's news. He had been focusing on Tsukasa, expecting to slaughter her plans with instinct and resolve alone but Karasoto would do as well. He could easily change his targets to any one of those showoffs. Whether it be the feeble, Syo, craven, Kayl, or the cheesy, Tarnal; one by one they would fall to the king of monsters: his gunpla, Echo Barbatos. 

[color=lightblue][b]"Time is fleeing. Less not waste anymore,"[/b][/color] said Natsu in a very different tone. It was deep and hollow, a cold cavern beneath the earth. 

At the arena he knelt to the floor, slipping his bookbag from his shoulder, as he pulled Echo Barbatos from its pouch. Normally he would have had its case but that morning had been froth with emotions. In short, he had forgotten it. The sleek, all-white, Gunpla [i]looked[/i] lifeless but he felt a heartbeat inside its plastic. He touched it to his forehead. [color=lightblue][i]I want to rampage on the field ... [b]Please[/b], let me. I'm tired of feeling helpless ... and guilty. Let me feel strength and power now.[/i][/color]

Natsu placed Echo Barbatos down, set his GP base, and spoke far too low for it to matter. [color=lightblue][b]"Saisei deploying, roar and go, Echo Barbatos."[/b][/color][/indent]