Yup, he knew that she would get mad. Actually, Wesley was counting on it. He wouldn’t even say anything while she let him have it. He would let her finish as she chewed him out for not telling her any of it. Still, Wesley wasn’t the one to blame here. Sure, he should have told Nadeline, but he was bound by his word to a friend. Everything that makes Wesley the kind of guy that he is all revolved around him keeping his word to people he makes promises to. Once Nadeline finished, Wesley would speak.
“You think that I wanted to keep this a secret from you? I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t.” Wesley was at least going to try and get her to understand why he couldn’t tell her. “I made a promise to Jaakuna. I know it might not seem like it justifies of not telling you, but something that I know you know about me is that my word is my bond.” Wesley said reminding her about..well his honor. “Remember when I swore to not only your father, your mother, but also Grant that I would protect you from any harm? Hell, I made that very same promise to you.” Wesley said reminding her, “I have kept that promise even until this day. I swore to Jaakuna that I would not tell until he would give the go-ahead.” Wesley continued. “Now, granted, I see that it was a mistake as Emiri is even worse off, but I just couldn’t break my word.” Wesley told her.
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As he would hear out Grant, Jaakuna agreed. Until Emiri at least got her base memories back and she was able to get to a place where she understood everything, it would be best not to tell her about everything. When Grant would finish up that bit, he would look at Jaakuna sternly in the eyes, and he would ask — or maybe it was confirmation of his thoughts — that Jaakuna blamed Grant for Emiri losing her memory. Jaakuna would think about it. He was torn on that. On one side, he definitely did blame Grant, but after Grant had told him that Emiri nearly had a panic attack, he just knew that she bribed him in some way to make him go with her to find Jaakuna. So, if Jaakuna was to say that he blamed Grant entirely, that would be entirely unfair of him.
“I will admit, there is a part of me that wants to put the entire blame on you.” JAakuna admitted, “you were left to care for her and make sure nothing bad happened and now here we are, she has little memory and it was on your watch, but..” Jaakuna would pause, looking at Grant, “I cannot act as if I am not to blame for this. Cause of my reckless and selfish actions, a domino effect of sorts was put in place. Cause I left, Emiri was left alone and obviously went to go look for me with you by her side. I don’t know what happened that would warrant Chaos to wipe her memory clean or if you were even with her at the time.” Jaakuna continued. “Regardless of that, the important thing is that she’s safe with us, and--” Jaakuna would look back at Emiri as he would turn around and saw her carefully putting the flowers together as Vlyn had instructed her. “--I can make sure nothing else bad happens to her. I will never leave her side again.” Jaakuna said simply walking back to the dining room. He didn’t know what Grant would do with what he just told him, but for the time being, Jaakuna wanted to focus on helping Emiri in any way that he could.
As Nadeline would ask such the question that he wasn’t ready for, Wendy instantly knew this was a discussion they needed to have in private. So, without even saying anything, she would guide Savayna and Lannit away. Lannit would go voluntarily, but Savayna would refuse at first, but Wendy gave her the death glare and she would pout, but would also go as well, leaving Wesley and Nadeline to discuss whatever they would in private.
Wesley knew that this would come up, but he surely didn’t prepare for it. “It’s not as simple as saying yes or no.” Wesley said scratching the back of his head. “Yes, I knew about it. Jaakuna told Grant and I yesterday.” Wesley admitted. “JAakuna made us promise not to tell you nor Savayna until he could work his way to confront Emiri about it himself.” Wesley said. He knew that there wasn’t anything he could say that would justify him keeping it from Nadeline. “I intended to tell you before you would find out about it from other means. It was just things kept on happening that delayed me from doing so. Gods know that I didn’t want you to hear it from Levi of all people.”
“I will admit, there is a part of me that wants to put the entire blame on you.” JAakuna admitted, “you were left to care for her and make sure nothing bad happened and now here we are, she has little memory and it was on your watch, but..” Jaakuna would pause, looking at Grant, “I cannot act as if I am not to blame for this. Cause of my reckless and selfish actions, a domino effect of sorts was put in place. Cause I left, Emiri was left alone and obviously went to go look for me with you by her side. I don’t know what happened that would warrant Chaos to wipe her memory clean or if you were even with her at the time.” Jaakuna continued. “Regardless of that, the important thing is that she’s safe with us, and--” Jaakuna would look back at Emiri as he would turn around and saw her carefully putting the flowers together as Vlyn had instructed her. “--I can make sure nothing else bad happens to her. I will never leave her side again.” Jaakuna said simply walking back to the dining room. He didn’t know what Grant would do with what he just told him, but for the time being, Jaakuna wanted to focus on helping Emiri in any way that he could.
As Nadeline would ask such the question that he wasn’t ready for, Wendy instantly knew this was a discussion they needed to have in private. So, without even saying anything, she would guide Savayna and Lannit away. Lannit would go voluntarily, but Savayna would refuse at first, but Wendy gave her the death glare and she would pout, but would also go as well, leaving Wesley and Nadeline to discuss whatever they would in private.
Wesley knew that this would come up, but he surely didn’t prepare for it. “It’s not as simple as saying yes or no.” Wesley said scratching the back of his head. “Yes, I knew about it. Jaakuna told Grant and I yesterday.” Wesley admitted. “JAakuna made us promise not to tell you nor Savayna until he could work his way to confront Emiri about it himself.” Wesley said. He knew that there wasn’t anything he could say that would justify him keeping it from Nadeline. “I intended to tell you before you would find out about it from other means. It was just things kept on happening that delayed me from doing so. Gods know that I didn’t want you to hear it from Levi of all people.”
When Jaakuna had finished telling Grant — and Emiri, though she was more focused on the flowers that Vlyn had given her — the Rozarrian prince would just thank him for telling him. Though, he would stress that he wished that Jaakuna would have gave them some kind of warning or something of the sort. Jaakuna felt really bad about not leaving more than that recorded message. Grant would also mention that he nearly gave Emiri a panic attack. That much he assumed and while he felt so bad about not leaving anything more, it was hard enough for him to leave the recording. Plus, Jaakuna didn’t even know where he was going, so there’s that too.
As Jaakuna would just stay silent, but nod, he noticed that Grant would look at some paper that was in the basket that Vlyn gave to Emiri. He didn’t know what it was, but it seemed that after a few minutes of looking at it, Grant asked Jaakuna if he could ask him something. Jaakuna didn’t know what this was about or if it had anything to do with the paper he just looked at, but he nod to Grant and look at Emiri. “We’ll be back.” He said to her as he got up and walked to the hallway with Grant.
When Jaakuna was in the hallway, Grant would hand him the piece of paper he was looking at beforehand. “Okay..“ Opening it, Jaakuna looked at the names, and instantly he recognized two names — Lady Justine and Lord Andre. He wasn’t sure what it meant, whether or not the fact that her name was crossed off meant that she was dead or that she was safe and that her name was crossed off cause she wasn’t a casualty. “So, is this supposed to be a list of casualties — the names crossed off I mean? — Or are the names crossed off the ones who aren’t dead?” Jaakuna was hoping that it was the latter, if not for his sake, then for Emiri’s. For when she regains her memories, this’ll hit her hard.
Eventually, Wesley and the others arrived at Clyde’s underground lair, to which they would be on the wood platforms. Wesley just didn’t know what to make of any of what had just happened. It was like as soon as he got Hashmaal, the explosion happened. Was it Levi that was behind it and if so, was she just waiting until Wesley got Hashmaal? If so, then what was her plans? Wesley just didn’t know and damn it, he needed to know.
“I really don’t know what happened back there.” WEsley said as he ran his hands through his hair rather aggressively. “The explosion was one thing, but when we were leaving, I could have sworn I saw a shape of a giant snake head for a brief second.” Wesley said, revealing what he might have or might have not seen.
Lannit and Wendy looked at Wesley with expressions that suggested that they were confused. “Giant Snake Head? What is that supposed to mean?” Lannit asked.
“Wesley, you don’t think…”
“I don’t know, Savayna, but if it is, then we might just have more worries than Zodiark and that group of assassins.” Wesley didn’t want to be right. The snake head could be a number of things, but given the timing, Wesley had a strong suspicion that Levi was behind it, but the question remained on why and how. If she truly was behind it, then why did she have black tendrils coming from her body when Wesley attacked her back at The Pharos and even more so, who was her master that she spoke of? These were just questions that Wesley was asking himself.
As Jaakuna would just stay silent, but nod, he noticed that Grant would look at some paper that was in the basket that Vlyn gave to Emiri. He didn’t know what it was, but it seemed that after a few minutes of looking at it, Grant asked Jaakuna if he could ask him something. Jaakuna didn’t know what this was about or if it had anything to do with the paper he just looked at, but he nod to Grant and look at Emiri. “We’ll be back.” He said to her as he got up and walked to the hallway with Grant.
When Jaakuna was in the hallway, Grant would hand him the piece of paper he was looking at beforehand. “Okay..“ Opening it, Jaakuna looked at the names, and instantly he recognized two names — Lady Justine and Lord Andre. He wasn’t sure what it meant, whether or not the fact that her name was crossed off meant that she was dead or that she was safe and that her name was crossed off cause she wasn’t a casualty. “So, is this supposed to be a list of casualties — the names crossed off I mean? — Or are the names crossed off the ones who aren’t dead?” Jaakuna was hoping that it was the latter, if not for his sake, then for Emiri’s. For when she regains her memories, this’ll hit her hard.
Eventually, Wesley and the others arrived at Clyde’s underground lair, to which they would be on the wood platforms. Wesley just didn’t know what to make of any of what had just happened. It was like as soon as he got Hashmaal, the explosion happened. Was it Levi that was behind it and if so, was she just waiting until Wesley got Hashmaal? If so, then what was her plans? Wesley just didn’t know and damn it, he needed to know.
“I really don’t know what happened back there.” WEsley said as he ran his hands through his hair rather aggressively. “The explosion was one thing, but when we were leaving, I could have sworn I saw a shape of a giant snake head for a brief second.” Wesley said, revealing what he might have or might have not seen.
Lannit and Wendy looked at Wesley with expressions that suggested that they were confused. “Giant Snake Head? What is that supposed to mean?” Lannit asked.
“Wesley, you don’t think…”
“I don’t know, Savayna, but if it is, then we might just have more worries than Zodiark and that group of assassins.” Wesley didn’t want to be right. The snake head could be a number of things, but given the timing, Wesley had a strong suspicion that Levi was behind it, but the question remained on why and how. If she truly was behind it, then why did she have black tendrils coming from her body when Wesley attacked her back at The Pharos and even more so, who was her master that she spoke of? These were just questions that Wesley was asking himself.
Along the way of getting out of The Pharos, the trio reunited with Lannit and Wendy, to which both of them were surprised to see that the place was coming down. They didn’t have time to explain in account of the building slowly becoming a big cloud of black and blue. So, the five of them would run as fast as they could, going down the floors one by one. It seemed that with the possibility of dying, one runs faster than usual. The entire group found that to be true as within a half of an hour, they nearly escaped death and by the last minute of the hour came, they were out of The Pharos and they just kept on running. They wanted to at least get to the edge of Ridorana to get away from the explosion. Thankfully, there was the Hoverboards still where they left them.
When they got to the hoverboards, none of them thought about any of it. They just got on and would ride it back to Balfonheim. If anything, they needed to get the hell away from the explosion, but Wesley looked back and saw, for just a brief second, the head of a giant snake. What was that? Wesley thought as whatever he saw, he knew it couldn’t be good, not in the very least.
By the time that they had decided, the trio were already back on the Ifrit and the course had already been set for Balfonheim. Jaakuna was hoping that what Vlyn and Karolina told Emiri as well as what the viera told Grant and Jaakuna back in Eruyt would indeed make the recovery of her memory go a lot quicker. Hweover, as Jaakuna and the other two sat at the table, he knew that there was so much to discuss and not only the information that they just found out. Jaakuna had yet to tell Grant about his soul-searching journey.
As they sat at the dining room table, Jaakuna knew he had to say it now or forever hold his peace. “I think while we have this time, I should tell you two why I left.” Jaakuna said, not even knowing where to begin. “I know I shouldn’t have left, but I wasn’t right in my mind. As you know, everything that happened last night put me in a bad place and when I went to sleep that night, I knew I couldn’t face any of you, not Wesley, not Nadeline — none of you. So, I left and went to go find my reason. It took me to Rabanastre, at least at first. I got some advice, so I went to The Garif village of Jahara. They helped me and the Elder of the village told me to go see Aloa.” Jaakuna said as he looked at Emiri. Of course he would cause it revolved solely around her. “I told her my case and while I was very…well rude to her and the other two — Ryua and Mtra — she still decided to help me. She did so by means of what she called The Cleansing, which pretty much was having me face every tragic thing that happened to me.”
“I went pretty far into it. Actually, it was at the last step that I found my inner-peace with everything. Maybe I was scared cause the last step required me to give myself away from earthly attachments and in a sense, become like the viera who themselves deserted the world and chose to live in isolation. “ Jaakuna looked down and smiled. “I almost did it and I’m still considering it. I don’t know if I will end up on doing it, but I thought that both of you should know.” Jaakuna said as he finished.
As Roman told Hamut to continue to find the new judges he would just nod as acknowledgement and agreement of sorts to Roman. He would state that he would send a team to the Pharos, but as Hamut was thinking, Roman was right in saying that by the time that they would get there, it would probably be too late for that. The concerns of Roman for Ivalice was apparent. “I don’t know, Roman. She can only do so much, but it’s up to her children to make sure she is protected.” Hamut would offer as he would depart and leave his grandson to his duties.
As Hamut exited Roman’s office, he felt a sudden chill-like feeling and suddenly was transported to what seemed like a courtroom. It was odd, but it had a woodsy-like appearance to it. As he would look around, he saw none other than the Judge-Sal sitting at the Judge’s bench. “Well, this is a surprise, Exodus. Last time you presented yourself to me was when I met The Scion of Time for the first time.”
Exodus smiled. “It indeed has been a while, but dire times befall us all.”
Hamut raised an eyebrow. “So even the great espers feel it huh?” Hamut lightly joked.
“Aye, that we do and soon every race upon Ivalice’s land, sea, and skies will feel it.” Exodus would state.
“So, Judge-Sal, what reason do you have for calling me to your court? Surely I am not under trial, am I?” Hamut asked curiously.
Exodus chuckled. “No, you are not, Hamut. Quite the opposite. The Espers have more-or-less been ordered to hasten our efforts.”
“Meaning what exactly?”
“We, at our own pace, will give our Owners The Seed.”
“Ah, so it is that time already, huh?”
“You don’t seem shocked.”
“Please, do not take me for a fool, Exodus. You know why you chose me. I am the only one who shares your views on the world and you know as well as anyone that I am deeply versed in the history of you Scions of Darkness.”
Exodus had to admit, he was actually shocked that Hamut knew so much. He knew that the Head Judge of Archadia was one of the few that fully-comprehended the dire state of affairs that Ivalice herself was enduring. He just wasn’t sure if Hamut could handle both The Dragon Seal and The Aether Seal. “Indeed, you are well-versed in every aspect of our history, but are you truly ready is what I’m trying to decide.” Exodus said.
Hamut smiled at Exodus. “It is your decision, but while you ponder and wait, Zodiark continues to plunge the world further in his darkness.” Hamut would state.
“It is settled then.” He said as the scales on his desk would spin and magicks of ethereal orange and gold would begin to surround Hamut. “Brandon Hamut Darcone, you are the father of Simon Darcone, grandfather of Vincent Darcone, Jackson Darcone, and Roman Darcone. You are the Head Judge of the Archaidan Imperial Court, and I, Exodus the Judge-Sal find you worthy of the title Chosen One. May it bring you strength for whenever you need it.”
As Hamut heard all of the words that Exodus said, he would feel his body to react funny to the new power he was given. First, he would feel overwhelmed, but after the initial feeling went away, he suddenly felt a calmness overtake him and within the seconds that followed he was back in the hallways of the Emperor’s Building and it was with that Hamut was graduated to Chosen One status.
When they got to the hoverboards, none of them thought about any of it. They just got on and would ride it back to Balfonheim. If anything, they needed to get the hell away from the explosion, but Wesley looked back and saw, for just a brief second, the head of a giant snake. What was that? Wesley thought as whatever he saw, he knew it couldn’t be good, not in the very least.
By the time that they had decided, the trio were already back on the Ifrit and the course had already been set for Balfonheim. Jaakuna was hoping that what Vlyn and Karolina told Emiri as well as what the viera told Grant and Jaakuna back in Eruyt would indeed make the recovery of her memory go a lot quicker. Hweover, as Jaakuna and the other two sat at the table, he knew that there was so much to discuss and not only the information that they just found out. Jaakuna had yet to tell Grant about his soul-searching journey.
As they sat at the dining room table, Jaakuna knew he had to say it now or forever hold his peace. “I think while we have this time, I should tell you two why I left.” Jaakuna said, not even knowing where to begin. “I know I shouldn’t have left, but I wasn’t right in my mind. As you know, everything that happened last night put me in a bad place and when I went to sleep that night, I knew I couldn’t face any of you, not Wesley, not Nadeline — none of you. So, I left and went to go find my reason. It took me to Rabanastre, at least at first. I got some advice, so I went to The Garif village of Jahara. They helped me and the Elder of the village told me to go see Aloa.” Jaakuna said as he looked at Emiri. Of course he would cause it revolved solely around her. “I told her my case and while I was very…well rude to her and the other two — Ryua and Mtra — she still decided to help me. She did so by means of what she called The Cleansing, which pretty much was having me face every tragic thing that happened to me.”
“I went pretty far into it. Actually, it was at the last step that I found my inner-peace with everything. Maybe I was scared cause the last step required me to give myself away from earthly attachments and in a sense, become like the viera who themselves deserted the world and chose to live in isolation. “ Jaakuna looked down and smiled. “I almost did it and I’m still considering it. I don’t know if I will end up on doing it, but I thought that both of you should know.” Jaakuna said as he finished.
As Roman told Hamut to continue to find the new judges he would just nod as acknowledgement and agreement of sorts to Roman. He would state that he would send a team to the Pharos, but as Hamut was thinking, Roman was right in saying that by the time that they would get there, it would probably be too late for that. The concerns of Roman for Ivalice was apparent. “I don’t know, Roman. She can only do so much, but it’s up to her children to make sure she is protected.” Hamut would offer as he would depart and leave his grandson to his duties.
As Hamut exited Roman’s office, he felt a sudden chill-like feeling and suddenly was transported to what seemed like a courtroom. It was odd, but it had a woodsy-like appearance to it. As he would look around, he saw none other than the Judge-Sal sitting at the Judge’s bench. “Well, this is a surprise, Exodus. Last time you presented yourself to me was when I met The Scion of Time for the first time.”
Exodus smiled. “It indeed has been a while, but dire times befall us all.”
Hamut raised an eyebrow. “So even the great espers feel it huh?” Hamut lightly joked.
“Aye, that we do and soon every race upon Ivalice’s land, sea, and skies will feel it.” Exodus would state.
“So, Judge-Sal, what reason do you have for calling me to your court? Surely I am not under trial, am I?” Hamut asked curiously.
Exodus chuckled. “No, you are not, Hamut. Quite the opposite. The Espers have more-or-less been ordered to hasten our efforts.”
“Meaning what exactly?”
“We, at our own pace, will give our Owners The Seed.”
“Ah, so it is that time already, huh?”
“You don’t seem shocked.”
“Please, do not take me for a fool, Exodus. You know why you chose me. I am the only one who shares your views on the world and you know as well as anyone that I am deeply versed in the history of you Scions of Darkness.”
Exodus had to admit, he was actually shocked that Hamut knew so much. He knew that the Head Judge of Archadia was one of the few that fully-comprehended the dire state of affairs that Ivalice herself was enduring. He just wasn’t sure if Hamut could handle both The Dragon Seal and The Aether Seal. “Indeed, you are well-versed in every aspect of our history, but are you truly ready is what I’m trying to decide.” Exodus said.
Hamut smiled at Exodus. “It is your decision, but while you ponder and wait, Zodiark continues to plunge the world further in his darkness.” Hamut would state.
“It is settled then.” He said as the scales on his desk would spin and magicks of ethereal orange and gold would begin to surround Hamut. “Brandon Hamut Darcone, you are the father of Simon Darcone, grandfather of Vincent Darcone, Jackson Darcone, and Roman Darcone. You are the Head Judge of the Archaidan Imperial Court, and I, Exodus the Judge-Sal find you worthy of the title Chosen One. May it bring you strength for whenever you need it.”
As Hamut heard all of the words that Exodus said, he would feel his body to react funny to the new power he was given. First, he would feel overwhelmed, but after the initial feeling went away, he suddenly felt a calmness overtake him and within the seconds that followed he was back in the hallways of the Emperor’s Building and it was with that Hamut was graduated to Chosen One status.
To say that Jaakuna was surprised was an understatement at the very least. In his mind, he thought that Lola was contacted by just Reia. It took him for a loop that Lorenzo actually was the one who originally contacted her and even worse, she was the one who eventually found out the sufficient evidence that was needed to find his royal brother guilty of murdering his father. Jaakuna could understand that. When one becomes desperate, they would do just about anything to do whatever that they could.
“I can understand why you did it.” That’s all Jaakuna would say as both Reia and Lorenso would depart to the Council. Jaakuna just nodded as they went, but Lorenzo would state that if any of them had any questions, that they could ask Vlyn and Karolina.
As Grant would offer up the question of what Jaakuna wanted to do, he would mention that he hoped that the others already finished up. He would also state that if Jaakuna was ready, that they should meet up. Jaakuna just thought about that. He sure he wasn’t totally ready and what was even worse, he still had a lot of more questions, specifically on Lorenzo and whether or not if she was on her own at the time or if she was with Shion’s group. Jaakuna didn’t know how to process it all.
“I think for the time being, we should go.” Jaakuna said, “we could always get our questions in later on when things aren’t too hectic.” Jaakuna said, probably surprising everyone. “Wesley and the others need us and if they are in trouble, then their going to need our help.” Jaakuna admitted, but he would then look to Emiri, “I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to stay here with Lady Karolina? I’m not sure what’ll happen when we leave, but I can’t guarantee that you’ll be safe. I mean, Grant and I will definitely protect you, but I’m just saying, just in case.” Jaakuna told Emiri.
As Wesley would lead the ladies back, he would hear something deeper up the floors. It sounded like a loud explosion. Wesley wasn’t sure exactly what it was, but it definitely was close and that’s when Wesley saw it. Faint as it was, there was a darkness slowly covering the room that they were in. “WE HAVE TO HURRY!” Wesley yelled as he would grab Nadeline’s hand, and dragging her arm with his running motions.
When Savayna heard Wesley yell, she saw the darkness coming. It was both a mixture of Zodiark’s darkness and some kind of deep blue darkness. Whatever it was, she would heed his advice and run as well. Whatever that was coming had to be from the explosion. Wesley didn’t know what it was, but something that he was sure of was that it would soon make the entire Pharos collapse within the hour.
“If that is your wish, I shall make it so.” Hamut said as he just looked at Roman. There was more eating up at him than just this, “You look troubled and I mean more than just this news abo--”
“SIR!”
Hamut turned around angrily. “Can you not see we’re in a meeting, soldier!?” Hamut angrily said.
“I’m sorry, but there’s been an explosion at The Phoros!” He reported.
Hamut looked shocked. “An explosion? Of what kind?”
“According to several eye-witness accounts, a humungous cloud of black and blue smoke enveloped The Pharos just twenty minutes ago. “
“Black and blue smoke?”
“Yes sir. It has traces of very strong mist, according to our Mist specialist. Rumor has it that Zodiark was behind it.”
Hamut couldn’t even fathom what he just heard, but he just looked towards Roman. If Roman was annoyed before this, then he might as well be more pissed off than a Humbata who was rudely awoken from his nap.
“I can understand why you did it.” That’s all Jaakuna would say as both Reia and Lorenso would depart to the Council. Jaakuna just nodded as they went, but Lorenzo would state that if any of them had any questions, that they could ask Vlyn and Karolina.
As Grant would offer up the question of what Jaakuna wanted to do, he would mention that he hoped that the others already finished up. He would also state that if Jaakuna was ready, that they should meet up. Jaakuna just thought about that. He sure he wasn’t totally ready and what was even worse, he still had a lot of more questions, specifically on Lorenzo and whether or not if she was on her own at the time or if she was with Shion’s group. Jaakuna didn’t know how to process it all.
“I think for the time being, we should go.” Jaakuna said, “we could always get our questions in later on when things aren’t too hectic.” Jaakuna said, probably surprising everyone. “Wesley and the others need us and if they are in trouble, then their going to need our help.” Jaakuna admitted, but he would then look to Emiri, “I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to stay here with Lady Karolina? I’m not sure what’ll happen when we leave, but I can’t guarantee that you’ll be safe. I mean, Grant and I will definitely protect you, but I’m just saying, just in case.” Jaakuna told Emiri.
As Wesley would lead the ladies back, he would hear something deeper up the floors. It sounded like a loud explosion. Wesley wasn’t sure exactly what it was, but it definitely was close and that’s when Wesley saw it. Faint as it was, there was a darkness slowly covering the room that they were in. “WE HAVE TO HURRY!” Wesley yelled as he would grab Nadeline’s hand, and dragging her arm with his running motions.
When Savayna heard Wesley yell, she saw the darkness coming. It was both a mixture of Zodiark’s darkness and some kind of deep blue darkness. Whatever it was, she would heed his advice and run as well. Whatever that was coming had to be from the explosion. Wesley didn’t know what it was, but something that he was sure of was that it would soon make the entire Pharos collapse within the hour.
“If that is your wish, I shall make it so.” Hamut said as he just looked at Roman. There was more eating up at him than just this, “You look troubled and I mean more than just this news abo--”
“SIR!”
Hamut turned around angrily. “Can you not see we’re in a meeting, soldier!?” Hamut angrily said.
“I’m sorry, but there’s been an explosion at The Phoros!” He reported.
Hamut looked shocked. “An explosion? Of what kind?”
“According to several eye-witness accounts, a humungous cloud of black and blue smoke enveloped The Pharos just twenty minutes ago. “
“Black and blue smoke?”
“Yes sir. It has traces of very strong mist, according to our Mist specialist. Rumor has it that Zodiark was behind it.”
Hamut couldn’t even fathom what he just heard, but he just looked towards Roman. If Roman was annoyed before this, then he might as well be more pissed off than a Humbata who was rudely awoken from his nap.
“Hamut might be if desperate, but Vincent has changed, just ask Grant.” Jaakuna said defending his other, much-younger-than-Roman brother. Vlyn, thankfully, would be the voice of reason here and Jaakuna would sigh out of relief, but only lightly. He would mention that since Zodiark was out and about, the time to be fighting each other wasn’t now. Jaakuna agreed and he would remain silent.
As Jaakuna would just assess everyone else, Reia would make a point that she wasn’t real clear on if Jaakuna, whom she referred to Jackson — only his family was able to call him by that name — was in Stigma to gather intel and whether or not he was in Stigma to take advantage of Emiri. That almost made Jaakuna just want to jump on her verbally and really let her have it. Plus, he was looking for any excuse to tell her off for all the shit that she put him, his beloved, and his closest friends through. However, by whatever supernatural forces were at play in her office, he was able to control himself, but a deepened expression of anger was locked on Reia.
As Jaakuna’s face was deadlocked on Reia, Grant would intervene and state whoever was behind the explosion wanted to get the two empires against each other. Jaakuna agreed and he would sit back down next to Emiri and Karolina. As he would, Reia would respond by saying that was her point, that since everyone was jumping to conclusions that they would instantly suspect the go-to target, which in this case was Archadia. She would also admit that she didn’t believe that Archadia was behind the attack. Jaakuna was surprised from that admission.
As Lorenzo would ask — no doubt rhetorically — who really was behind the attack, Jaakuna felt he had to address something first. “I’m sorry, but I need to ask, cause if I don’t, I fear I’ll never get this chance.” Jaakuna said standing up once more. “Empress Reia, how on Ivalice’s crusted earth did you get in contact with Lola? Who did you have to contact to get a hold of her services?” Jaakuna asked, definitely wanting to know. He had no doubt that Grant wanted to know as well.
“Wow, that was unexpected.” Savayna said impressed and shocked.
Wesley looked at her. “Yeah, you and me both.” Wesley had to admit that he was shocked at this as well. He did not expect that Hashmaal would allow Wesley to get him so easily. Still, it was lucky. Wesley felt that his body was nearing its breaking point, so Hashmaal must’ve sensed that somehow. As Wesley would pick up his longcoat, he used some of his magick to patch up the holes in it and got any dirt off it by shaking it.
He proceeded to put it on and he looked at Nadeline and Savayna. “Well, I guess we should go then.” He said as he motion them to follow, Savayna did.
“You know their going to blame us, right?” Hamut said.
Hamut was in Roman’s office and he had just presented the facts of the Magicite Mines of Anther of Stigma was attacked and that most likely Rozarria would place the blame on Archadia. Anything remotely bad that happened, regardless of where it was or how far out of Archadia’s reach it was, they were the first to blame and it definitely was at bad timing.
“All of this happened at the worst time. Francis resigned, and Robur died. The only judges left are myself and Isaiah. I mean, Levi is still one, but with Levi not able to be located, Archadia’s judges are at an all-time low.” Hamut said to Roman,
As Jaakuna would just assess everyone else, Reia would make a point that she wasn’t real clear on if Jaakuna, whom she referred to Jackson — only his family was able to call him by that name — was in Stigma to gather intel and whether or not he was in Stigma to take advantage of Emiri. That almost made Jaakuna just want to jump on her verbally and really let her have it. Plus, he was looking for any excuse to tell her off for all the shit that she put him, his beloved, and his closest friends through. However, by whatever supernatural forces were at play in her office, he was able to control himself, but a deepened expression of anger was locked on Reia.
As Jaakuna’s face was deadlocked on Reia, Grant would intervene and state whoever was behind the explosion wanted to get the two empires against each other. Jaakuna agreed and he would sit back down next to Emiri and Karolina. As he would, Reia would respond by saying that was her point, that since everyone was jumping to conclusions that they would instantly suspect the go-to target, which in this case was Archadia. She would also admit that she didn’t believe that Archadia was behind the attack. Jaakuna was surprised from that admission.
As Lorenzo would ask — no doubt rhetorically — who really was behind the attack, Jaakuna felt he had to address something first. “I’m sorry, but I need to ask, cause if I don’t, I fear I’ll never get this chance.” Jaakuna said standing up once more. “Empress Reia, how on Ivalice’s crusted earth did you get in contact with Lola? Who did you have to contact to get a hold of her services?” Jaakuna asked, definitely wanting to know. He had no doubt that Grant wanted to know as well.
“Wow, that was unexpected.” Savayna said impressed and shocked.
Wesley looked at her. “Yeah, you and me both.” Wesley had to admit that he was shocked at this as well. He did not expect that Hashmaal would allow Wesley to get him so easily. Still, it was lucky. Wesley felt that his body was nearing its breaking point, so Hashmaal must’ve sensed that somehow. As Wesley would pick up his longcoat, he used some of his magick to patch up the holes in it and got any dirt off it by shaking it.
He proceeded to put it on and he looked at Nadeline and Savayna. “Well, I guess we should go then.” He said as he motion them to follow, Savayna did.
“You know their going to blame us, right?” Hamut said.
Hamut was in Roman’s office and he had just presented the facts of the Magicite Mines of Anther of Stigma was attacked and that most likely Rozarria would place the blame on Archadia. Anything remotely bad that happened, regardless of where it was or how far out of Archadia’s reach it was, they were the first to blame and it definitely was at bad timing.
“All of this happened at the worst time. Francis resigned, and Robur died. The only judges left are myself and Isaiah. I mean, Levi is still one, but with Levi not able to be located, Archadia’s judges are at an all-time low.” Hamut said to Roman,
As they were allowed entry into the castle and Jaakuna would both tell Emiri that they needed to find Grant and also asked her if anything about the castle seemed familiar to her. She didn’t say anything to him in response, but Jaakuna just knew that something clicked as Emiri would lead him somewhere. They would turn corners, go down some hallways and all the while Jaakuna had a smile on his face. He didn’t know where exactly they were heading, but the fact that Emiri seemed to know exactly where it was made him happy. At the very least, some bits and pieces of her memory were coming back and that made Jaakuna happy .
When she led them to the location that she had been doing, they walked through a door and to his delight and surprise, there was the Roselian Royal Family all gathered — Empress Riea, Prince Grant, Lady Karolina, and dear ol’ Grant — all gathered in the same place. Of course, they weren’t gathered cause they wanted to be, which prompted Emiri to apologize as she stated that she and Jaakuna were merely looking for Grant. Reia, obviously in a sarcastic way, told them to come in and of course ignoring said sarcasm, they did come in. Karolina would ask Emiri how she was doing as she motioned them to take a seat next to her on the couch. They did and Emiri replied with a ‘just fine. Reia would instantly jump on them and asked them what they were doing here and Emiri would repeat her earlier reason and that caught her a look from Reia.
As Jaakuna just looked at Reia with shifted eyes, Lorenzo would cough and state that the reason that Stigma was in such chaos was cause there was a Magicite explosion in Anther. Jaakuna remembered being told that Anther was their largest mine or something of the like. That’s when Lorenzo would state then state that half of the explosion destroyed Anther and that many people in Stigma were blaming Archadia. That’s when Jaakuna’s jaw dropped. Sure the news of the explosion was bad, but he couldn’t believe people would actually think that Archadia would do such a thing.
“There’s no way.” Jaakuna right out refused to believe it. “Sure, Archadia might have done some shitty things in the past and sure, even till this day, they do questionable things, but even if my brother Roman was put out of commission and that my Grandfather took over or my other brother Vincent, there’s no way that they would approve of such a bold move against Rozarria.” Jaakuna said in raised voice, and his eyes shifted straight to Reia. “This is your doing, isn’t it?” He instantly jumped the gun. “You’re trying to start a war so you can sit comfortably in your throne and all the while, you can have anybody who can succeed you to be put to their deaths.” He said clearly angry. “You even hired an assassin to kill all of us.” Jaakuna was beyond a point of just being angry at the fact that his homeland was being accused of attacking Stigma.
It was like the two were some kind of dueling samurai or something. The more that they upped each other, the more that they seemed to be enjoying it. “I take back what I said.” Savayna whispered to Nadeline, “He might be more like Jaakuna than Jaakuna is himself.” She told Nadeline as she shook her head.
As Hashmaal would grin at Wesley, the esper just examined Wesley, looking into his eyes, seeing his stance and how focused he was. He did notice that the boy was definitely hurt and he showed exhaustion, he couldn’t help but feel that Wesley wouldn’t win the fight that the two of them were going to continue. “Boy, you are not well. You show signs of physical exhaustion that indicate you will not last much longer.” Hashmaal would point out.
Surprised by this, Wesley spoke, “What are you talking about? I am just fine!” Wesley retorted.
“You might think so, but I can sense otherwise.“ Hashmaal shook his head and extended his arm, a glow of orange would emit and a blast of sorts would instantly surround Wesley, healing not only his physical injuries(bruises mostly), and would rejuvenate him to full strength. “There, you are at full-strength. Now, you can come at me without any worries.” Hashmaal said and saw the surprised look on Wesley’s face.
As the two looked at each other smiling, it soon turned to the expressions of battle as both had serious looks on their face. Wesley would take his stance as he did before and Hashmaal would simply put his fists up like a boxer would. Then, in a speeding dash, Hashmaal went in. His body being surrounded by a brownish-orange aura, mainly around his feet and arms, he went in for several punches, each either being dodged by Wesley’s quick reflexes or being deflected by Wesley’s precision-timing blacks of his sword. Each punch got faster and stronger as each one went on and the same with Wesley. Either he would have quicker reaction time and/or his sword would be able to block Hashmaal more effectively. Even while Hashmaal increased the amount of force his punches would push out, Wesley equally increased his magick to increase his speed and reflexes. It was like a never-ending exchange.
And then the tables turned.
Hashmaal was getting fed up of the exchange that he roared, causing Wesley to become slightly startled by it. Hashmaal then, with one right uppercut, punched Wesley in the jaw and the Dalmascan prince was sent flying into the air, flipping five times before landing on his back. The amount of force that was pressed into his jaw would have killed any normal Hume, but for some reason Wesley did not die. He didn’t even have a broken jaw. Now, the trip he took from the impact to where he landed, that was a different story. He probably bruised a rib or two, but Wesley’s jaw was fine.
As Wesley felt his jaw, Hashmaal smiled. “Good, the seed was planted in time.” Hashmaal said as if satisfied.
Wesley looked at Hashmaal. “What seed?” He asked confused.
“Unlike what I told you about The Lion Seal, there is another way that us Espers can elevate our ones to the status of The Chosen Ones.” Hashmaal said, “I gave you both, and as such, you are worthy, Wesley.”
“And that would be what exactly?”
“You are worthy to summon me.”
Completely surprised by this, Wesley actually had an expression on his face that implied he was against it. “What are you talking about? In both times we went at it, you got the better of me. How exactly is that me being worthy?” Wesley asked completely confused.
“You are right. I kicked your ass both times, but this fight was never about you beating me alone.” Hashmaal said, “I mean, come on Wesley. You might be strong, but I’m the Bringer of Order and the third-strongest Esper of all time. Against me on your own is like you taking on The King of Precepts, which as you might know, would be entirely foolish.” Hashmaal laughed, “this entire exchange was about me seeing where your true strength was.” Hashmaal revealed to Wesley, “truth be told, I’m surprised you lasted the first exchange, let alone multiple rounds. You are ready for The Lion Seed and you are ready to become a Full Powered Chosen One.” Hashmaal said.
Wesley was so taken back by all of what Hashmaal said. He just didn’t know what to think. He was thrilled that he had gained an esper, but he was also slightly angry at the fact that it was all a test to see if he was ready to become a fully-powered Chosen One. Still, Wesley couldn’t help but smile and laugh at the entire ordeal. “Well okay then. How does this work then?” Wesley asked.
Hashmaal smirked. He would say nothing and instead his body would glow in ethereal orange, to which he would be reverted to his glyph. The glyph would flash three times before disappearing and appearing on Wesley’ right arm, and that was that.
When she led them to the location that she had been doing, they walked through a door and to his delight and surprise, there was the Roselian Royal Family all gathered — Empress Riea, Prince Grant, Lady Karolina, and dear ol’ Grant — all gathered in the same place. Of course, they weren’t gathered cause they wanted to be, which prompted Emiri to apologize as she stated that she and Jaakuna were merely looking for Grant. Reia, obviously in a sarcastic way, told them to come in and of course ignoring said sarcasm, they did come in. Karolina would ask Emiri how she was doing as she motioned them to take a seat next to her on the couch. They did and Emiri replied with a ‘just fine. Reia would instantly jump on them and asked them what they were doing here and Emiri would repeat her earlier reason and that caught her a look from Reia.
As Jaakuna just looked at Reia with shifted eyes, Lorenzo would cough and state that the reason that Stigma was in such chaos was cause there was a Magicite explosion in Anther. Jaakuna remembered being told that Anther was their largest mine or something of the like. That’s when Lorenzo would state then state that half of the explosion destroyed Anther and that many people in Stigma were blaming Archadia. That’s when Jaakuna’s jaw dropped. Sure the news of the explosion was bad, but he couldn’t believe people would actually think that Archadia would do such a thing.
“There’s no way.” Jaakuna right out refused to believe it. “Sure, Archadia might have done some shitty things in the past and sure, even till this day, they do questionable things, but even if my brother Roman was put out of commission and that my Grandfather took over or my other brother Vincent, there’s no way that they would approve of such a bold move against Rozarria.” Jaakuna said in raised voice, and his eyes shifted straight to Reia. “This is your doing, isn’t it?” He instantly jumped the gun. “You’re trying to start a war so you can sit comfortably in your throne and all the while, you can have anybody who can succeed you to be put to their deaths.” He said clearly angry. “You even hired an assassin to kill all of us.” Jaakuna was beyond a point of just being angry at the fact that his homeland was being accused of attacking Stigma.
It was like the two were some kind of dueling samurai or something. The more that they upped each other, the more that they seemed to be enjoying it. “I take back what I said.” Savayna whispered to Nadeline, “He might be more like Jaakuna than Jaakuna is himself.” She told Nadeline as she shook her head.
As Hashmaal would grin at Wesley, the esper just examined Wesley, looking into his eyes, seeing his stance and how focused he was. He did notice that the boy was definitely hurt and he showed exhaustion, he couldn’t help but feel that Wesley wouldn’t win the fight that the two of them were going to continue. “Boy, you are not well. You show signs of physical exhaustion that indicate you will not last much longer.” Hashmaal would point out.
Surprised by this, Wesley spoke, “What are you talking about? I am just fine!” Wesley retorted.
“You might think so, but I can sense otherwise.“ Hashmaal shook his head and extended his arm, a glow of orange would emit and a blast of sorts would instantly surround Wesley, healing not only his physical injuries(bruises mostly), and would rejuvenate him to full strength. “There, you are at full-strength. Now, you can come at me without any worries.” Hashmaal said and saw the surprised look on Wesley’s face.
As the two looked at each other smiling, it soon turned to the expressions of battle as both had serious looks on their face. Wesley would take his stance as he did before and Hashmaal would simply put his fists up like a boxer would. Then, in a speeding dash, Hashmaal went in. His body being surrounded by a brownish-orange aura, mainly around his feet and arms, he went in for several punches, each either being dodged by Wesley’s quick reflexes or being deflected by Wesley’s precision-timing blacks of his sword. Each punch got faster and stronger as each one went on and the same with Wesley. Either he would have quicker reaction time and/or his sword would be able to block Hashmaal more effectively. Even while Hashmaal increased the amount of force his punches would push out, Wesley equally increased his magick to increase his speed and reflexes. It was like a never-ending exchange.
And then the tables turned.
Hashmaal was getting fed up of the exchange that he roared, causing Wesley to become slightly startled by it. Hashmaal then, with one right uppercut, punched Wesley in the jaw and the Dalmascan prince was sent flying into the air, flipping five times before landing on his back. The amount of force that was pressed into his jaw would have killed any normal Hume, but for some reason Wesley did not die. He didn’t even have a broken jaw. Now, the trip he took from the impact to where he landed, that was a different story. He probably bruised a rib or two, but Wesley’s jaw was fine.
As Wesley felt his jaw, Hashmaal smiled. “Good, the seed was planted in time.” Hashmaal said as if satisfied.
Wesley looked at Hashmaal. “What seed?” He asked confused.
“Unlike what I told you about The Lion Seal, there is another way that us Espers can elevate our ones to the status of The Chosen Ones.” Hashmaal said, “I gave you both, and as such, you are worthy, Wesley.”
“And that would be what exactly?”
“You are worthy to summon me.”
Completely surprised by this, Wesley actually had an expression on his face that implied he was against it. “What are you talking about? In both times we went at it, you got the better of me. How exactly is that me being worthy?” Wesley asked completely confused.
“You are right. I kicked your ass both times, but this fight was never about you beating me alone.” Hashmaal said, “I mean, come on Wesley. You might be strong, but I’m the Bringer of Order and the third-strongest Esper of all time. Against me on your own is like you taking on The King of Precepts, which as you might know, would be entirely foolish.” Hashmaal laughed, “this entire exchange was about me seeing where your true strength was.” Hashmaal revealed to Wesley, “truth be told, I’m surprised you lasted the first exchange, let alone multiple rounds. You are ready for The Lion Seed and you are ready to become a Full Powered Chosen One.” Hashmaal said.
Wesley was so taken back by all of what Hashmaal said. He just didn’t know what to think. He was thrilled that he had gained an esper, but he was also slightly angry at the fact that it was all a test to see if he was ready to become a fully-powered Chosen One. Still, Wesley couldn’t help but smile and laugh at the entire ordeal. “Well okay then. How does this work then?” Wesley asked.
Hashmaal smirked. He would say nothing and instead his body would glow in ethereal orange, to which he would be reverted to his glyph. The glyph would flash three times before disappearing and appearing on Wesley’ right arm, and that was that.
When Emiri took Jaakuna’s hand, the two of them would head back the way that they came. Soon enough they would find themselves in what could only be described as the middle-class district. Jaakuna would look around and he saw that something was up. Sure, Stigma always was busy, but it only occurred to him now that the higher of the class districts they went, the more Jaakuna noticed the people were in disarray and just acting completely crazy. Jaakuna didn’t know, but it would soon be revealed to him as they proceeded to the castle gates that something bad had happened.
When Jaakuna and Emiri were at the gate, he would notice that all the guards were running around, people were frantic. Jaakuna approached the gate with Emiri and they were stopped by a guard. “Sir, I am afraid, but you cannot enter without proper reason!” The guard stiffly said.
Jaakuna looked at the guard. “Oh don’t be like that.”
“I’m sorry sir, but without proper reason, you cannot enter.”
“We are friends of Prince Grant! He said if we needed him, we could come to the Castle.”
“Sir, I cann--”
As the guard stopped himself, he noticed Emiri. “Oh, Lady Emiri, my deepest apologies. I did not notice you were there.” He said letting them through.
As they went through, Jaakuna looked around and everyone was just running around and Jaakuna would make sure he had Emiri close to him. “We need to find Grant.” Jaakuna would state as he looked around and he was trying to remember where exactly Reia’s office was. Last time he was here, he was brought there. “So, while we find our way, does this place bring anything back to you, Emiri?” He asked her.
“That’s either really brave or really foolish of you, Wesley.” Hashmaal seemed amused. He did not think that Wesley wanted to fight him alone.
Wesley smirked. “I like to think it’s the former, Hashmaal.” Wesley said taking his fighting stance, which included his legs to be behind each other, back leg bent slightly, front leg bent even more and sword centered in front of him with both hands gripping it.
As if on cue, Hashmaal, using his fast speeds, propelled to Wesley, to which the prince would do the same. Hashmaal went for a straight right punch and Wesley would slice downward. The colliding forces behind both of their respective attacks would cause their respective magicks to expel in all directions. Hasshmaal laughed as if enjoying this little test of strength. Wesley also found himself laughing slightly. Even though it was the first attack from both of them, Wesley found that he was keeping up at a good pace.
While both of them were just grinning, Hashmaal would turn up the heat. His hand would begin to glow dark orange and then send out minor pulses of magickal energy. Wesley felt it and it would cause him to step back slightly. Hashmaal smiled and would keep the pressure on, increasing the pulses every second that went by. Wesley would try to withstand it and even though he felt himself slipping, he would expel his own magick, but this came in the form of a white aura with a tint of blue and orange in it. This sudden rise of power from Wesley evened out the odds, but even more so, it allowed Wesley to push Hashmaal back enough to which he staggered back.
Wesley, using the opportunity to capitalize, went forth and would slice downward, to which Hsshmaal noticed and would use his left arm to block. As he did so, the blade cut down, and caused a minor cut. Hashmaal span and Wesley’s blade would slice some more, but would meet the armor part, and that caused Wesley himself to lose his footing and Hashmaal used his other hand to punch Wesley in the side, sending him gliding five feet in the air and landing on his back and he screamed slightly in pain.
“Oh don’t tell me that you’re done already?” Hashmaal said with a tone of cockiness.
Wesley smiled and got up. He removed his long coat, revealing the obvious bruisng on his body. He paid no mind to it. He would just hold his stance from before and surrounding himself in the aura from before.”You would like that, now wouldn’t you?” Wesley smirked.
When Jaakuna and Emiri were at the gate, he would notice that all the guards were running around, people were frantic. Jaakuna approached the gate with Emiri and they were stopped by a guard. “Sir, I am afraid, but you cannot enter without proper reason!” The guard stiffly said.
Jaakuna looked at the guard. “Oh don’t be like that.”
“I’m sorry sir, but without proper reason, you cannot enter.”
“We are friends of Prince Grant! He said if we needed him, we could come to the Castle.”
“Sir, I cann--”
As the guard stopped himself, he noticed Emiri. “Oh, Lady Emiri, my deepest apologies. I did not notice you were there.” He said letting them through.
As they went through, Jaakuna looked around and everyone was just running around and Jaakuna would make sure he had Emiri close to him. “We need to find Grant.” Jaakuna would state as he looked around and he was trying to remember where exactly Reia’s office was. Last time he was here, he was brought there. “So, while we find our way, does this place bring anything back to you, Emiri?” He asked her.
“That’s either really brave or really foolish of you, Wesley.” Hashmaal seemed amused. He did not think that Wesley wanted to fight him alone.
Wesley smirked. “I like to think it’s the former, Hashmaal.” Wesley said taking his fighting stance, which included his legs to be behind each other, back leg bent slightly, front leg bent even more and sword centered in front of him with both hands gripping it.
As if on cue, Hashmaal, using his fast speeds, propelled to Wesley, to which the prince would do the same. Hashmaal went for a straight right punch and Wesley would slice downward. The colliding forces behind both of their respective attacks would cause their respective magicks to expel in all directions. Hasshmaal laughed as if enjoying this little test of strength. Wesley also found himself laughing slightly. Even though it was the first attack from both of them, Wesley found that he was keeping up at a good pace.
While both of them were just grinning, Hashmaal would turn up the heat. His hand would begin to glow dark orange and then send out minor pulses of magickal energy. Wesley felt it and it would cause him to step back slightly. Hashmaal smiled and would keep the pressure on, increasing the pulses every second that went by. Wesley would try to withstand it and even though he felt himself slipping, he would expel his own magick, but this came in the form of a white aura with a tint of blue and orange in it. This sudden rise of power from Wesley evened out the odds, but even more so, it allowed Wesley to push Hashmaal back enough to which he staggered back.
Wesley, using the opportunity to capitalize, went forth and would slice downward, to which Hsshmaal noticed and would use his left arm to block. As he did so, the blade cut down, and caused a minor cut. Hashmaal span and Wesley’s blade would slice some more, but would meet the armor part, and that caused Wesley himself to lose his footing and Hashmaal used his other hand to punch Wesley in the side, sending him gliding five feet in the air and landing on his back and he screamed slightly in pain.
“Oh don’t tell me that you’re done already?” Hashmaal said with a tone of cockiness.
Wesley smiled and got up. He removed his long coat, revealing the obvious bruisng on his body. He paid no mind to it. He would just hold his stance from before and surrounding himself in the aura from before.”You would like that, now wouldn’t you?” Wesley smirked.
As they kissed, Emiri would make it so that it was deeper than Jaakuna had initiated it to be. Part of him felt that it wasn’t right. She had no memory, so was Jaakuna taking advantage of her in the moment that they were sharing? Jaakuna wasn’t sure, but if Emiri felt any doubts, she would have pulled away from the kiss. Given that she embraced it more and not the other way around, it was safe to say that no advantages were being taken. Still, Jaakuna had this lingering thought that they shouldn’t be doing this, least of all not in the place that they’re in. So that’s when Jaakuna pulled away slightly even though he didn’t want to.
He looked at Emiri, no doubt she was disappointed. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” Jaakuna apologetically said. Jaakuna would turn away, but not out of regret or anything like that. He would look at the sky and just nod his head. “I think perhaps we should join back up with Grant at the Castle. Maybe being there might make you feel better.” Jaakuna said a she looked back to Emiri, hand out as if waiting for her to take it.
As Nadeline would speak about how it had to be done, Savayna would stare at Nadeline would widened eyes. She expected the princess to come in with an overly-dramatic posture that the former general has known the blonde princess to present herself in. Instead, she was almost as cold as the ice that Savayna wields. Though, that was just for Savayna. Wesley, on the other hand, saw right through it. Nadeline was hurting so much inside and she was also so furious. Wesley knew that certain coldness that Nadeline presented and always was a front for her anger.
As Wesley continued looking at Nadeline, she shot him a look. That startled him slightly. Is she implying what I think she’s implying? Wesley didn’t know if she was, but he had to put the thought of that out of his mind. The important thing at the current moment was Hashmaal, who just looked at Wesley.
“Now, let’s begin, Hashmaal.” Wesley said stepping forward, sword in right hand and he brought it up slightly in both hands.
Hashmaal grinned. “Time to see if you truly are worthy of Raithwall’s strength.” The Bringer of Order said as his claw-like hands changed into fists, raising them up, and he was ready for battle too.
Savayna was about to join Wesley, but he removed one hand from his sword and placed it in front of Savayna as if blocking her way. “I’m sorry, but..” Wesley would then look at Nadeliine. “This is something I must do on my own. I hope you two can understand.” Wesley stated. Savayna huffed, but she nodded. “You know, you’re just like Jaakuna. Always wanting to show your strength.” She grinned and laughed. Wesley smiled, but looked to Nadeline as if wanting to hear what she thought of him doing it on his own.
He looked at Emiri, no doubt she was disappointed. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” Jaakuna apologetically said. Jaakuna would turn away, but not out of regret or anything like that. He would look at the sky and just nod his head. “I think perhaps we should join back up with Grant at the Castle. Maybe being there might make you feel better.” Jaakuna said a she looked back to Emiri, hand out as if waiting for her to take it.
As Nadeline would speak about how it had to be done, Savayna would stare at Nadeline would widened eyes. She expected the princess to come in with an overly-dramatic posture that the former general has known the blonde princess to present herself in. Instead, she was almost as cold as the ice that Savayna wields. Though, that was just for Savayna. Wesley, on the other hand, saw right through it. Nadeline was hurting so much inside and she was also so furious. Wesley knew that certain coldness that Nadeline presented and always was a front for her anger.
As Wesley continued looking at Nadeline, she shot him a look. That startled him slightly. Is she implying what I think she’s implying? Wesley didn’t know if she was, but he had to put the thought of that out of his mind. The important thing at the current moment was Hashmaal, who just looked at Wesley.
“Now, let’s begin, Hashmaal.” Wesley said stepping forward, sword in right hand and he brought it up slightly in both hands.
Hashmaal grinned. “Time to see if you truly are worthy of Raithwall’s strength.” The Bringer of Order said as his claw-like hands changed into fists, raising them up, and he was ready for battle too.
Savayna was about to join Wesley, but he removed one hand from his sword and placed it in front of Savayna as if blocking her way. “I’m sorry, but..” Wesley would then look at Nadeliine. “This is something I must do on my own. I hope you two can understand.” Wesley stated. Savayna huffed, but she nodded. “You know, you’re just like Jaakuna. Always wanting to show your strength.” She grinned and laughed. Wesley smiled, but looked to Nadeline as if wanting to hear what she thought of him doing it on his own.
When they would exit the house, Emiri would resist going any further. Jaakuna felt the tug on his arm and he turned around to see her sternly looking at him. He was wondering what was going through her mind. As he would look into her eyes, he would notice that she would place her hands along his face making a comment about how his hair was really long and she proceeded to run her fingers through his golden locks. Whatever was going through her mind, this had to be her memories coming back, even if in the slightest bit. As she would trace her hands down, she would stop at his face and Jaakuna would notice her eyes starting to water as she told him to not be sad and how she couldn’t stand to see him feel such an emotion. She would then offer up of what she could do to make him feel better.
Jaakuna smiled gently and raised one hand to her eyes, wiping the tears away. “Just don’t cry. I can’t stand it when you cry.” Jaakuna said as he smiled. He continued to look at her, even as her tears would soon stop, Jaakuna just kept eye contact on her. His right hand caressed her left cheek softly. Despite the area they were in, it seemed that a moment have been set in place. Jaakuna leaned in for a gentle kiss, hand still on her cheek.
When they headed through the door and leaving Lannit and Wendy to rest up, the trio would run their way through the halls, avoiding any monsters if they could. This was no longer a mission of just getting Hashmaal. It was not a mission of getting him before anyone else could and getting Levi. Wesley had his reasons to do so. Not only was he going to get Levi for having his mother’s engagement ring that he wanted to give to Nadeline, but he would make her pay for not only killing his uncle Clyde, but also walking around in his body pretending to be him.
As they came to the 80th floor, Wesley noticed something odd within the room. They were in a room just like the one where Levi revealed herself, but there seemed to be an oddly high dose of mist in the area. “I think he’s here..” Wesley said.
“Who?” Savayna asked.
Before Wesley could reveal, he would show himself as his glyph would appear and through it, came The Bringer of Order, Hashmaal. “You have come.” Hashmaal said, voice deep and bleeding with strength.
Wesley gripped his Sword of Order. “As I have promised, I present myself to you, Hashmaal, and I am ready to fight..” WEsley said.
“Calm yourself, Wesley.“ Hashmaal smiled, “before you and I do battle, I must reveal to you something tha you must know despite what my brethren think.“
Wesely would lower his sword for the time being. “And what would that be?“
“The Scion of Time, or as you refer to her, Emelia was stable. Her own esper, Chaos, healed her.”
“What do you mean healed?”
“She was on the verge of being lost to her own power. As such, Chaos — as hasty and foolish as it was — reset her to a time where her powers would not be any danger to her.
“Meaning?”
“She no longer has any memories whatsoever.”
The shock and horror lit up upon Wesley and Savayna’s face. They couldn’t believe what Hashmaal just told them and what was even worse, her own Esper did it to her. Savayna’s thoughts instantly went to Grant and Jaakuna. She couldn’t imagine what Jaakuna was going through. Savayna just assumed that he knew and that brought her to Grant. A slight anger expression came upon her face. Grant was left with her and that meant that he let that happen. Wesley, unlike Savayna, was remaining as calm as he could. He wondered why exactly Hashmaal decided to tell him before they fought? Like, was there some beneficial reason why he told? And if so, then what purpose did it serve? As Wesley mentally asked himself those questions, he couldn’t help but wonder how Nadeline was taking it
“Nadeline…?” WEsley would ask cautiously.
Jaakuna smiled gently and raised one hand to her eyes, wiping the tears away. “Just don’t cry. I can’t stand it when you cry.” Jaakuna said as he smiled. He continued to look at her, even as her tears would soon stop, Jaakuna just kept eye contact on her. His right hand caressed her left cheek softly. Despite the area they were in, it seemed that a moment have been set in place. Jaakuna leaned in for a gentle kiss, hand still on her cheek.
When they headed through the door and leaving Lannit and Wendy to rest up, the trio would run their way through the halls, avoiding any monsters if they could. This was no longer a mission of just getting Hashmaal. It was not a mission of getting him before anyone else could and getting Levi. Wesley had his reasons to do so. Not only was he going to get Levi for having his mother’s engagement ring that he wanted to give to Nadeline, but he would make her pay for not only killing his uncle Clyde, but also walking around in his body pretending to be him.
As they came to the 80th floor, Wesley noticed something odd within the room. They were in a room just like the one where Levi revealed herself, but there seemed to be an oddly high dose of mist in the area. “I think he’s here..” Wesley said.
“Who?” Savayna asked.
Before Wesley could reveal, he would show himself as his glyph would appear and through it, came The Bringer of Order, Hashmaal. “You have come.” Hashmaal said, voice deep and bleeding with strength.
Wesley gripped his Sword of Order. “As I have promised, I present myself to you, Hashmaal, and I am ready to fight..” WEsley said.
“Calm yourself, Wesley.“ Hashmaal smiled, “before you and I do battle, I must reveal to you something tha you must know despite what my brethren think.“
Wesely would lower his sword for the time being. “And what would that be?“
“The Scion of Time, or as you refer to her, Emelia was stable. Her own esper, Chaos, healed her.”
“What do you mean healed?”
“She was on the verge of being lost to her own power. As such, Chaos — as hasty and foolish as it was — reset her to a time where her powers would not be any danger to her.
“Meaning?”
“She no longer has any memories whatsoever.”
The shock and horror lit up upon Wesley and Savayna’s face. They couldn’t believe what Hashmaal just told them and what was even worse, her own Esper did it to her. Savayna’s thoughts instantly went to Grant and Jaakuna. She couldn’t imagine what Jaakuna was going through. Savayna just assumed that he knew and that brought her to Grant. A slight anger expression came upon her face. Grant was left with her and that meant that he let that happen. Wesley, unlike Savayna, was remaining as calm as he could. He wondered why exactly Hashmaal decided to tell him before they fought? Like, was there some beneficial reason why he told? And if so, then what purpose did it serve? As Wesley mentally asked himself those questions, he couldn’t help but wonder how Nadeline was taking it
“Nadeline…?” WEsley would ask cautiously.
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