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[color=39b54a][b]Körbl Meier[/b][/color]

Another joined körbl attack as they struck together before his eye widened despite it connecting.

The flesh felt like nothing before, that wasn't surprising, it was the fact that Dr.Novis managed to held the beast jaws in place like it was nothing.

A burning sensation filled him as he quickly jumped away before a literal storm of attacks blurred with one another and indiscriminately as he took his distance. He readied for any opportunity to strike or distract Novis.

Alas, it seemed a futile effort before his comrade deemed that discretion was the better part of valor and summoned a portal.

Briefly, Körbl wondered why didn't they just use that to escape in the first place but he pushed that away and blurred like a flash, joining his comrades and flew through the portal into another safe area.

Landing and sliding on his feet, Körbl looked around cautiously and quickly before deeming it safe. Following Abby closely like a bodyguard, he realized that he had just abandonded his swords just to get out of here. A brief lost and sensation came, recalling all the good and bad times with it. It's final battle where it shattered, alongside the many other companions. The sweat, tears and joy that he shared with them. Gone, and perhaps, lost.

Though thinking on it, while it was memorable and meaningful, it was ultimately still a sword. He can do without it. Crunching his hands, Körbl sighed and moved past it by thumping his chest gently in respect for it.

He was just in time to break out of his thoughts and saw parts of their group flee without them. Leaving spots in his eyes as he just caught the shadows disappearing with Ameliya, Kanata, Julia and who knows whoever.

Looking to his chains and the outside, did this meant he was free?

The air, and looks, it was...nostalgic. Sweet even.

A brief moment, he allowed it. 

Then he was back to Körbl, the Blattmeister.

[color=39b54a]"Miss Abby. Our contract is finished."[/color]He then bowed deeply to her and respectfully before tossing the piece of sharp metal to her. Giving her a slight shock as she took several tries to catch it without cutting her hands. Once it did, she would notice just how fragile, sharp and small the piece of shiv was. 

Though it was the same shiv that Körbl made a mess out from an entire squadron of highly trained guards and operatives. 

But her focus settled on the engravings on it, a phone number. Pressed in with thumbs.

[color=39b54a]"If you need my protection, or need someone to be taken care of. Call that number. I'll do one job for free."[/color] Körbl professionally said before looking to burn Abby's features one last time in his mind. Shame, if he was younger or less dangerous, he can see himself asking her out.

Alas, that was not the life he chose. 

He was the blattmeister, an inheritor of the Meier family sword style. 

Strength was all he sought.

[color=39b54a]"Thank you."[/color]

And so that was how he shall live.

[color=39b54a]"And good bye."[/color]

Before she could blink, Körbl blurred. Similar to how Katana moves but his was self-taught and forged in a different manner. Completely avoiding the public eyes, cameras, and even phones. Despite his arms still restrained, it prove little to do anything as multiple wallets, a pair of shoes, an unattended coat, and a hat from a sports fan was deprived of their owner, then finally, a small proper knife meant for wood carving meant missing.

[color=39b54a][b]Live by the sword.[/b][/color]

By the time he reached the exit, Körbl had shaved, cut his hair, and moved towards a quiet area. Find where he was, get into the underground and start his training all over again.

[color=39b54a] [b]Die by the sword[/b].[/color]

A shiver came before his lips parted to reveal a large maniacal smile. Whispering the one hero name that defeated and locked him.

All this time, he hadn't seen the top of the mountain.

Now that he had seen it, the yearning and desire to climb it burned ever brighter.

[color=39b54a][i]This time, this time![/i][/color]

[color=39b54a][i]I shall [b]win[/b]![/i][/color]