[center][h1]Juze[/h1][/center]

When Juze woke up in the hospital, he almost immediately demanded to head back out again, feeling the convergence of powers in East City. He'd only been out for a few minutes--he'd fainted from emotional shock, not physical injury. His claw wound, and the burns here and there, still hurt. He knew from his own reading that the skin was the body's most sensitive organ, so shallow wounds like that would cause a lot of pain even if they weren't as dangerous as a deeper wound.

But he wasn't in any danger right now. That was good.

He knew that there were others out there that could be in mortal danger. Those aliens were relatively easy to deal with, but, somewhere on this planet, were three other alien powers who felt like they were in another league.

They would need the backup. He knew this.

It took some arguing. Yes, he knew he was wounded. Yes, he knew that he was willingly walking into a battlefield. Yes, he knew that the beings he'd be going up against were likely trained to kill, and wouldn't hesitate to use their full power. Yes, he knew that he could most likely die. Yes, he knew that his parents would be distraught if they lost him.

But, as scared as he was, he knew he needed to go. His strength was respectable, for a ki user. He would be necessary.

So, with his wounds dressed and disinfected, he arrived in East City and just as Negi showed up and started giving information on their true targets. 

"Wait for me!" Juze managed to get out he sped off after Negi.

He was off to some great quest, flying through the air to challenge beings from the stars.

He had to admit, it kinda felt...[i]exhilarating[/i].