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[center][h1][sub][i][color=15B9E7]Zeru Troy Williams[/color][/i][/sub][/h1]
—   [b]۵[/b]    [b]۞[/b]    [b]۵[/b]   —

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[b]Location:[/b] Sword Fighting Arena; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
[sup][b]Interacting With: Random Camper #5 and Fiamma [@Venus][/b][/sup][/center]
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The sound of a very familiar giggle traveled through the air until it reached Zeru's ears causing them to twitch with alertness. He scanned the area looking for the source and there she was. His Flamebird was back. He hoped she would've gotten to camp the day before but she didn't and his bed was lonely without her. He couldn't wait to hold her in his arms again. The knowledge that she was there reinvigorated his desire to win this and fueled his strength. Camper Number 5 was now in trouble.

Zeru responded to Fiamma's wave with a wink and turned his attention back to his massive opponent. [color=15B9E7]"I'm done feeling you out now. It's time to get a little serious. I do hope you can still entertain me a bit."[/color]

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Zeru twirled his blade around as both as a taunt and as a dramatic lead up to what he was about to say. [color=15B9E7]"Names are important to me. They hold both meaning and power. It's why not everyone at camp knows my name. Now this sword here is called SkySlicer, for multiple reasons. When I finish explaining why this fight will be achoo-over."[/color] A look of annoyance crept onto Zeru's face. When this fight was over he was going to get to the bottom of these poorly timed sneezes. But for now he had to focus. He tightened his grip around the hilt of his sword and rushed towards Camper Number 5. Before he could get the chance to swing his giant sword Zeru beat him to it causing the camper to parry Zeru's blade. But that didn't stop or slow down Zeru. He corrected himself and swung SkySlicer once again causing another clash of blades. A hum could be heard as a dim blue glow surrounded Zeru's blade.

A smirk formed from his lips and faded just as quickly as he sped up his swings and drew his arm further back with each swing. At first glance it would seem like Zeru was sloppily swinging hoping to gain some kind of edge and it would seem that he was gaining that edge. Because with every swing of his blade he pushed Camper Number 5 back and forced him on the defensive. [color=15B9E7]"Reason number one."[/color]

Zee jumped backwards finally giving the Camper the space he needed to recollect himself, but he wouldn't have long because as soon as he landed on the ground he swung his sword releasing a crescent wave of wind speeding directly at his opponent. [color=15B9E7]"It can slice with the power of the sky."[/color]

Five's eyes widened in shock, but something like this was to be expected of the son of the sky wielding a blade named as such. But he wouldn't have cared if he was the son of Ouranos. None of that meant anything in this fight. He gripped the hilt of his greatsword with both hands before lifting it above his head and slicing the projected air in half. He managed to save himself from any threatening damage, but the split pressure of the wind cut his cheek causing blood to trickle from the wound. He touched the blood with his hand almost in disbelief. He couldn't get hit with that directly.

[color=15B9E7]"Reason number two."[/color] Zeru intended to speed things up a bit more now. He made another dash towards Five, but once he was halfway he threw his sword into the air and continued to charge without a care in the world. Was he mad? Suicidal? Both or neither? Five didn't have time to think about it. He just knew that he needed to beat him now before he had the chance to enact any plan of his.

When Zeru was within his range he brought the sword down aiming to slice the unarmed prince, but Zeru dodged it with almost no effort on his part. He anticipated where he would swing and knew just how to react in order not to die. He had to if he was brave and foolish enough to get this close without a weapon.

Five tried to swing again before Zeru could close the gap even further but his blade was met with SkySlicer that was seemingly moving on its own. But in reality it was riding on the wind that was being controlled by Zeru's will. [color=15B9E7]"It can ride the currents of the air. And reason number three."[/color]

It was time to end this. SkySlicer dropped from the sky into Zeru's grip. He swung the blade horizontally at Five knowing he'd have to block it and not parry. This time when the giant sword clashed with Zeru's the humming intensified and cut straight through Five's signature weapon and continued until Zeru stopped his swing just short of bisecting his fellow demigod. [color=15B9E7]"It can slice through anything. Even the sky. Anyway, I win."[/color] Zeru's seriousness faded and he smiled before double tapping his hilt causing it to transform back into a necklace pendant.

Camper Five sighed and dropped to the floor. Not only had he lost, but his sword was cut in half like it was nothing. Feelings of anger started to surface, but he forced himself to remain calm. It wasn't like he couldn't get an even better one made. The better fighter had won and he was just lucky that his sword was the only casualty. "You wanted to know my name, right? It's Dave."

Zeru raised an eyebrow at the revelation. Dave? Seriously? He did not look like a Dave at all. A Luther or Luke, maybe. [color=15B9E7]"Well, Dave. Unfitting name by the way, but I'm Troy. This was fun. We should do this again sometime, but for now I have to see the sun about a goddess."[/color]

Dave had a look of clear confusion on his face, but shrugged it off. He took his broken blade and left the grounds to head to the forges.

Zeru watched him walk away without even saying goodbye. It didn't matter. They talked better with their blades than anything else. He turned in the other direction following Fiamma's path to the Apollo Cabin. He hoped her sisters weren't around. As much as he liked them he wanted some alone time with his little Strawberry. When he reached the steps of the cabin he felt his nerves building up. He fought a giant armed maniac with no issues, but seeing his girlfriend after all this time filled his stomach with butterflies. He overcame the sensation, walked up to the door, and knocked.