SAO:PoA - Chapter Twenty Four

Floor 45th, October 3rd, 2024

GALANT! GALANT! GALANT! GALANT! GALANT! GALANT! GALANT! GALANT!

The crowd roar could be heard from distance. They were eager for more blood and battle.

Galant next to Antinomy looked at the arena from the door. Getting ready for battle, chained to each other by the back, they were ready to face several other groups of gladiators.

“What is happening to Guren?”

“Uh…what do you mean?”

“The red blade, is darker than before? What does that mean?”

“You mean the darkening?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Since when you have noted this darkening?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Since the battle of the 20th of August, four days after I faced the members of Laughing Coffin.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I know not why…. Maybe is a property of the metal my master has not told me about. I do not know all about Hellkarium. My master must have answers…”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Probably.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“It is incredible how they roar your name…I have they can roar mine as well.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant nodded.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“They still could mourn your Galant, if your mind is absent to the task.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I still need to take what is rightfully mine from them…”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Antinomy grabbed Galant from the lower part of the face strongly.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I will not fight alongside the Champion of Aincrad when his mind is not clear to his purpose.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant grabbed his hand and removed it from his face.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I am as clear as ever. My purpose is blood!”

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Antinomy hit a player with his shield on the face sending him to the ground, as Glant slashed the body of other with Balmung, lowered his body, eluding the horizontal slice of other, and slashed the right leg. Antinomy parries the move of other with his large shield, and then slashed the belly of the second player, sending him to the ground as well. Another came; he blocked with his shield and managed to slice his back. Galant parries two of the daggers of a Daggerman, and slashes the throat.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Other Gladiator managed to slam Antinomy to the ground and he could nearly avoid moves by kicking his opponents back, or shielding himself. Galant ran and used the behind on his back ,to send his partners attackers to the ground as well, yet the recovered soon.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“SHIELD!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Antinomy places his large square shield on the ground, in front of Galant several meters from him, and places himself in knees. Galant changed his blades to backhand, ran and jumped not the shield, and while falling he sliced both player heads killing them.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The crowd roared.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Ducard: “Incredible, even chained to an inferior gladiator Galant prevails!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Thinker: “no one would expect anything else for the Champion of Aincrad, see how he ignites the crowd.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Kiabou: “a sad say when we honored this player with such position.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Ducard: “if you mind, commander Kibaou there is a matter that I would discuss with you…”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Kibaou: “what may that be?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Ducard: “something that would see both of us to better horizon.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Kibaou nodded.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Kibaou: “Alright, I will discuss it with you, in other day.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Antinomy Slashed a player back, shattering him into polygons, as Galant thrust Blamung blade thought other back.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">A large gladiator, armored with a heavy armor and a single one handed battle axe cot his chain from his decreased partner.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“YOU ARE NEXT, GALANT! COME HERE!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant grabbed both swords vertically, and parried the attack of the player, who then bunched Galant with his left hand, sending him to the ground. Antinomy quickly appeared, and tried to protect his friend from him, blocking several of his strikes As Galant got back up. Galant faced him for the second time. He eluded two followed slashes of his large axe, and then tried to slash his legs, but the heavy armor was to strong, other of the axe slashes ended in Antinomy’s back, taking great part of his GHP. Antinomy got back up, as Galant tried other slashed to the armor but still not avail. He was hit by the back of the axe and sent to the ground for the second time. The large gladiator tried to smash Galant to the ground with his axe, and he would have done it if he did not move a few inches, eluding the attack. Antinomy appeared and hit the gladiator with the side of the shield, but he was elbowed and forced to the ground, yet this saved Galant enough time to kick the gladiator back. Antinomy got near Galant.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“His armor is to resistant to our blades.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Then we have to aim higher!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Antinomy smiled and nodded, understanding what he meant. He left his weapons on the ground as Galant did the same and grabbed the chain. They ran to the gladiator, avoiding his attack, and managed to place the chain on his neck. They continued, the run, as Antinomy rolled in the ground, Galant jumped above him and rolled on the sands as well. Once they were chain had circled round the player’s neck, they topped 180º from each other.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“PULL!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The player tried to resist this, grabbing the chain in his check, but the lick was made stronger and stronger each second. Stronger, and stronger and stronger...Suddenly the head of the player flew of his body by the strength of both gladiators, taking what was left of his GHP.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The multitude roared to such sight.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Ducard: “Oh yeah!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The axeman body fell to the ground and shattered into polygons.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant got near his friends hand shared a handshake.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I never seen anything like this!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant grabs antinomy hand and forces it up on the air as they watched the crowd. Galant also rises his right hand, and his partner his left. They yelled together to the ground

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Floor 1st, October 3rd, 2024

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Duron is thrown to the ground by Craxus.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Come on! Get up!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">From the entrance of the Ludus, Galant and antinomy appeared and were greeted by most of gladiators, gladly that they could make it back and victorious. Galant followed back Ducard to the upper level. He seemed to what to show him something, they stopped in the place where the stone busts of the Great gladiators of the place where.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“So what was the thing you wanted to show me, Master.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“It’s been a while since I sent to do the thing I am going, and in the last past days I have been consumed by recent events.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Much has changed?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“The world, thanks to you, reforms at my feet. The very earth thrusts me to unimaginable heights! In few days, Commander Kibaou shall come here. I well know your feelings towards the man. I would ask that you put them aside in mutual benefit.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Kibaou took my freedom from my arms. Yet, yet he is not the one on who I am focusing for my vengeance.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Much gratitude. I knew I could trust you, that the reason why you will stand here, besides my great champions. Even they are great, I one day knew that one would come, and eclipse them all. That one is you Galant, Champion of Aincrad.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He removed a piece of white clock from one of the statues, revealing Galant face, impressed on the stone. Bellow of it said his name, and his epithets, which he had gained across his journey in Aincrad.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You honor me.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“No you honor yourself. You stand above all others. Continue on this path, and we shall have the world!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant was a companied by a guard downstairs. As Ducard retired to this office.

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Floor 1st, October 7th, 2024

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“So, what business do you  want to speak about.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Straight to the point. I am sorry for the delay, I had speak to Galant about a mater.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“To him, Galant. Who would say that my worst solder would be your best gladiator? ”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“That I am the best lanista in Aincrad. I took a basic beast and forged him into a god for the crowd”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“A bold claim.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Build on support of granite.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“If your fortune continues to rise because of him, why so much want my support?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You well know how I ended here, Kibaou. After supporting your campaign in the first 25 floors, and the slaughter of the 25th floor boss battle, I was sent here. A simple warden, never to rise.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“So those are your intentions.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“They are. Rising to the position of leader or one of principal officers of the Army, and for my knowledge, you so wish the same. There stands but one man in your way.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Thinker.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Yes…him. So on my own. Imagine what we would be capable of if we lend support to each other.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“What lay your intentions?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Support my Ludus, and you shall see the victors of my gladiators in the arena, transform into demands for you. Going back to the frontlines, and the cheers of all players would finally transform you, into the leader of the army.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I have a bunch of men heading to the frontlines in a few days at the command of Corbatz. If so, and we defeat the boss. We could see your ideas in the future floors fulfill. Yet stands a problem: what if they fail? I would be searched across the entire castle, for defying thinkers command.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I would see one of my men to him, make him…disappear. Yet it is risky.” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“If it is my only choice, I would do it so. See one of your men to capture him. my patronage to you is granted. A small fraction of my men shall remain here with you to avoid further embarrassment. Besides, there is another thing I would speak about…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">---

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Craxus clashed sword  with Duron,  several times, the he managed to grab his right hand and double hit the shield with both swords sending him to the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He turn one of the sword around and is about to give it to him, but waits. Duron revealed two fingers, the missio, surrendering to him. He throws the sword and him. Craxus briefly stared to Galant who did the same. Duron got up and continued fighting.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“The newbie is getting much better. He is already matching you and threatens to take away your position.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You should take care more than me. He would take your status of the second better any time.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I will make you swallow back those words.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Enough resting then!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“GALANT!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant turn and notices a guard calling him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You are summoned.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“The bell saved you, Gal.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Yeah… sure.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The guard accompanied Galant up. Ducard was waiting him at his office, playing chess as the black player with one of the guards. Galant noticed it was a freshly started game, due to most of the pieces have not been moved, just the queen, king bishop and king’s pawn had been moved by the whites, and the rook’s pawn and king’s knight for the black.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US"> “The Champion arrives.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Master.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I have well news. You are to face prisoners for execution the 11th of this month, in the games of Kibaou. And also, it seems your freedom is close, thanks to him.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Kibaou? He placed me on his games and told you so.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“He did. This concerns you?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“At all. It does not. The name Ducard will be honored.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The guard spoke.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“And envied thought the entire castle of Aincrad.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The guard was about to make other move with a pawn.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You move unwisely.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You play Galant?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I did, in real life. A long time ago.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Well then, grace us with you knowledge.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant looked to his pieces, and moved the knights pawn two squares forward, placing the piece in position to be killed by the Knight.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“It seems our champion haves no head for games of strategy.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Ducard moved the knight, and killed Galant’s pawn. Galant smiled.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Battles may be lost…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant grabbed the knight, and moved it forward, taking the place of the pawn him front of the bishop knight: Check Mate.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“…and yet, the war concludes in victory.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Ah, treacherous fuck…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Ducard laughed and so did Galant.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You play well. Guard, go back  to your position.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Master.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The guard reluctantly left.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“That guard could defend the entire prison from its prisoners. But never command an attack. Sit down there is a conquest between men.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">---

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Checkmate. Galant won.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Great player. How can you best me? I have years of playing this.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“The war against Cerdic was all about this. Who is the best strategist? It is matter of who better uses deception. The best one using it wins.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“So, in short, what I need to defeat you is a war.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“In a way.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Gratitude for the instruction. Go back with the others and continue training.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Master.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant was accompanied by the guard he replaced in the lower floor. Neat the stair the Guard grabbed Galant and forced him to the wall.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Do not dare to steal my position once again, prisoner.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant rapidly countered him, grabbed his arm, and forced him towards a flaming torch metal, burning his flesh from his face. Ducard appeared.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“What is the fucking meaning of this SPEAK!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Your guard attacks me without cause. I just took his place at playing with you.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You overstep! You are out of the guild!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Mast…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“PRESS FURTHER AND THE PUNISHMENT WILL BE ACOPIANIED BY BLOOD AND SUFFERING! Remove yourself from sight.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Master.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The guard left to the lower floor and to leave the Army also.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“My apologi…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“DO NOT FUCKING SPEAK! If you did not have for entering the arena so soon, I would have you lashed until the flesh felt from your back and your HP nearly reached 0! Lay hand on one of my guard again, and you will receive far worse!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Master”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Galant was accompanied by other of the guard downstairs and reassumed training.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">---

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Floor 45th, October 11th, 2024

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant tabbed his swords getting ready to enter the arena. Antinomy approached.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“It seems Craxus makes quick work on his opponent.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“He does.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Do you trust Kibaou on this?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Not at all. Something must be planning. I lied to Ducard on this yet what choice do I have. And also, what if he did not? Freedom will be soon within my grasp. And when it comes, I shall see the life of PoH end in my wake.” ”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Gal, do you think this is good?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“What?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Being consumed by your wish for Vengeance. It will not be good for you.” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Your meaning?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“When I looked at you before fighting Xaxa and the other, your eyes turned crimson red. You think that is good?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“What does it matter?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“It is not good.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Do not worry. I can control myself.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Antinomy looked to Guren.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“It remains of the same darkened color.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“It does.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The battle ended, and Craxus when back towards the door, giving a brief rivalry stare towards Galant who returned back to him, and nodded towards him. Craxus gave his weapons to the guard and left.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Good luck, Gal.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The door opened as Galant entered the arena, as the crowd shouted him same he smiled in joy and raised both hands, along his weapon, and the multitude threw petals towards him. Near the ending he presented himself in front of the Pulvinus, and noticed Thinker was not on his place, instead Kibaou sited on the Editors place, and Ducard next to him, as always.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The commander got up.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Now enter, from the left side, sentenced to execution, the infamous Red player Eve!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant turned to the left. He was Glad that he would face a red player, He still disliked to face in execution, just thieves. He turned and saw a small male height player, with shield and sword. But he noticed something strange. Not only he was wearing clothes, he was also with a masked helmet, similar to the ones that the original Gladiator used in days past.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The player arrived to the middle, and looked at Galant. He placed Guren at his front, and Balmung near his face ready for battle, and the red player turned to him and also got ready.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“BEGGIN!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gaalnt began his assault slashing with both swords downwards and diagonally to his left and then to his right, thought he was easily parried by the player, and then kicked back by a kick in the chest, making him roll backward. He rapidly got up to his knees, but the player continued his assault, almost not giving Galant time to continue with his assault. They clash sword while he is yet on his knees, and then the player smashes the ground with his shield, but Galant rolls on the ground and finally manages to get up.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The player tried to stab him; but Galant dual blocked with both swords and deflected it. And then proceed to repeatedly clash blades with him, parrying and attacking also. The player seemed young, yet his skills were match to Galant on the battle. Galant then tried to double slash him with both swords, but the player eluded it and managed the impossible. He used Stardust Slasher on Galant cutting part of his belly. A golden line drew across Galant chest, until the end of his left shoulder.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant felt back for a moment, and noticed that player had used his technique. That was impossible. The Stardust Slasher and its deviants was a Sword Skill that just he and Sakura knew and could use.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Eve, taking advantage of his distraction rushed at Galant with his shield, but a now raged Galant, easily parried the moved, and got to his back and slashed it with Stardust Slasher, repaying the same move he had just used. This still did not stop the player, who turned back to Galant and tried to slash him, but he blocked the move, and then eluded his shield edge first to the right and then to the left. He blocked his right hand and charged Garuru Fist ramming his could fist to the chest of the player freezing him, and sending him on knee to the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant approached him, and made a downwards strike with Guren, only to be parried by the player who then covered himself with his shield. Galant then placed the weapon between his, forcing the player hand to the ground and then stepped on the shield. Galant made a slash, but the player rolled, eluding it but, also resigning of his shield. Still this gave him enough time for the player to get up and face Galant once again. He turned, and used Stardust Slasher diagonally.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“That will not work on me, FAKER!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant used Crescent Stardust Slasher in the same exact direction the player used. The energies clashed and struggled briefly, but Galant’s finally overpowered his. The bigger slashed absorbed the smaller one, and slashed him diagonally up in his chest in a similar way of Galant’s previous wound. He dropped his weapon and facing the Pulvinus he felt to his knees. Galant faced the Pulvius, placing Balmung to his opponent’s neck. Eve showed two of his left hand, the missio, begging for his life.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Kibaou got up as the crowd roared, showing his hand ready to judge, he lowered his finger: Death.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Ducard: “Proceed”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant nodded, and removed the player helmet when he saw the impossible. He began to shake and tremble, not believing what his eyes saw. He, was not he, it was SHE. She had blue eyes, with Golden blonde hair in bangs. Two long looks came out of the upper side of her head, and the rest was short, until the end of the neck. The only thing missing on it, was a purple ribbon tied on her head.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Sakura…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">That girl looked the same as his wife looked, younger, when they met each other.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">She acted as that was not her name, in a strange manner, but she continued to look at him and noticed his expression of grief. He did not wish to kill her, and remain still,  looking to the Pulvinus, while the entire crowds was in absolute silence

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Kibaou: “Do we have a problem, Ducard?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant looked to Ducard shocking his head while he tabbed his weapon. He disapproved this, no matter what she had made; she may even have the same story that him. Yet Ducard Remained still and seriously looking to him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Ducard: “I said: PROCEED!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant still did not kill her, and continued to look towards him, shaking his head while everybody in the crowd began whispering about what he was doing. Eve looked to the ground and understood something in that moment.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Ducard looked towards the guard on the entrance to the sands and made a signal to them. Ten guard rounded Galant and Eve, with their sword’s drawn, pointing towards him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Do not.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant looked down with teary eyes to the girl.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Do not. The will kill us both. There is no choice.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“There is always a choice.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">She smiled to him, reminding him of Guinevere’s smile.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Not this time.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant’s eyes began to form much more tears now, he looked back to Ducard on the Pulvinus.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“GALANT…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant shook his head, what he replied with a much more serious sight, with eyes full with anger. Eve grabbed the sword, and began stabbing herself on the neck. Galant desperately <span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:black;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:ES"> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language: EN-US">tried to remove it, but she stopped him. While with pain she looked him directly to the eye, as he did the same.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Live. Do not let my passing be left unremembered. And know, I would have done the same.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant nodded. She smiled him one last time, as she closed her eyes. A tear flew out of Galant left eye. He thrust his sword with both hands, and forced it up once again as fast as he could. The girl’s corps fell to the sands, and shattered into polygons. Galant dropped his sword to the sand. A guard grabbed his arm and raised it in sign of victory as the crowd roared and clapped hands. Galant looked ant Kibaou and Ducard, and noticed a smile drew on their faces. He was accompanied by the guard to the inner side of the arena.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“The man did as commanded.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Well promised. This a great start. For us.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I shall see the entire power of the guild to us. And shall take care of our friend Thinker.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Floor 1st, October 11th, 2024

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant waked side to side of his cell. He noticed his wound; the one she had made did not close and he did not understand why. Battle healing should have activated the moment he stepped out of the sand, so he should be healed by that moment.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Yet he did not care about this. He walked side to side of his cell. He could not erase memory of that gild dying on his arms. He could not he continued to walk without pace. He could not stop. Anger, disappointment, grief, anger, and much more filled his heart. He walked tried serving himself water, to clear his thought, but he stopped, and smashed the jar to the wall, and then proceeded to destroy everything in his way. The bed, the chair, anything near him. He felt even worse that when lance was Gone and Elicia had died. The person he most loved in the could die for the second time, and thought it was not her, it could have easily been their child

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">When he finally succumbed to his knees and hit the floor with both arms, he noticed the purple ribbon tied on his right wrist. He untied it and grabbed hit with both hands, making a circle round his fingers as if it was a rosary.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:"Heavaltica","serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I am sorry. Sakura, Eve, I am sorry…”