[center][b]Name:[/b] Yang
[b]Race:[/b] Earthling/Human
[b]Ki Color:[/b] White
[b]Power Level:[/b] 910
[b]Location:[/b] Starts: Ginger Town; Ends: North Capitol
[b]Tag:[/b] [@IceHeart], [@Weird Tales], [@Chev], [@King Cosmos], [@Holy Soldier], [@CaptainSully] Open[/center]

Yang breathed heavily, fatigue and exhaustion beginning to creep up on him. Did... did they win? Was he really gone? For a moment he was convinced it was too good to be true, that any moment the conqueror would appear again completely unscathed and launching his city-ending attack to kill them all. But the attack never came. He never reappeared. It was true, then. They actually scraped out a victory. Through his heavy breaths, Yang allowed a smile to appear on his stoic face. It was over! Finally over! But his wasn't the only breathing he could hear, and when the second set of breathing seemed to stop, Yang spun around in alarm.

"Master!" he cried, having to lunge forward and catch Feng before he dropped from the sky complete. Yang put his master's around his shoulder and floated them down to the safety of the ground. A few of his new allies had gathered around to ensure their victory. But Yang was too preoccupied with his master at the moment, "Master what were you thinking? I told you I had it! You could have stopped!"

"Had to... be sure..." replied Feng, his voice nowhere near as strong or commanding as it had been during the battle. Instead his tone sounded weakened and... and tired, "I'm... proud of you... Yang."

"Why are you talking like that? We've won, you just need to rest and regain your strength." it seemed the disciple had not yet realized it. By then, Ryuhei had mentioned taking someone to the hospital. Yes! A doctor! That was what Master needed, "Just a moment, I'll go with you, but would you mind helping me carry my Master?" he heard a weak chuckle from Feng.

"My fate... was sealed quite a while ago... no amount of medicine will change that." he said, even as his breathing began to slow already.

"How can you just give up like that?" Yang demanded, now starting to look angry, "Just because you..." his voice trailed off and finally the realization hit him like a speeding truck. The Seals... Master had used them not once but twice in one day. And at his age, that could mean only... and that was when the warrior's face became streaked with tears, "It's my fault..." he lamented, "If you hadn't needed to heal me then-" but he felt a hand weakly reaching up to grasp his shoulder.

"Then... I would have used it in battle and we'd still be here anyway..." Feng said, wanting to assure his disciple that he was not to blame for this. Apparently using the technique even once more was enough to seal his fate, regardless he still would have ended up here, "Besides... I'd already decided long ago... a warrior's death was more preferable than dying in some sick bed somewhere."

"But... but the Seals. My training isn't finished." Yang's anger had subsided, replaced now only with sadness and regret.

"Fear not..." Feng said, his hand reaching into a pocket only pull out a small book, "...far to the North, there's a temple. A great and powerful wise man resides there. He was my own Master, you must convince him to train you. You and anyone else you bring with you."

Yang took the book, "What... what is this?"

"...The truth." Feng whispered, his eyes closed and the warmth started leaving his body. At about that time, his breathing stopped altogether. Master Feng, founder of the Crane School... was now dead.

Yang had layed Feng on the ground during their conversation. He stayed knelt over the body, eyes closed. But suddenly he spoke up, "We weren't good enough... [i]I[/i] wasn't good enough!" he voiced raised as he continued, "This won't happen again! I'll make sure I'm strong enough to stop all this death from happening again, I swear it!" but then, he began to calm down once more, "I'll help take whoever needs to go to a doctor, but I'm going to that temple after that. Anyone who wants to can accompany, but make your decision soon because I'm leaving within the hour and I don't plan on waiting for anyone to catch up."