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It was time to travel to another village again. The whole Elgang had been wandering nowhere in particular, and in a small meeting of discussion on a target to go, Chung had jokingly suggested his hometown, Hamel. Everybody had agreed, which had somewhat surprised him. Perhaps it had been because it was, after all, in a time of great peril. So the gang had been crossing a plain for days, in anticipation of reaching the faraway city.

Chung started messing with his Destroyer. Even though now, by rigorous training, he had earned the title of Tactical Trooper, he still wasn't sure if he was strong enough to face his father. As his father was smart, cunning, and the master of war plans, what if he had some way to mess with Chung? His armor was not unlike his father's; what if he became corrupted? What if he captured one of his friends?

This last question hung in his mind. What if he took Eve hostage? And why had he just singled out her? Did he have undiscovered feelings about her? Eh, no time to ask questions now. He could hear the others calling for him, so he reloaded his Destroyer one last time and ran over to the group.

As usual, Elsword and Aisha—now known as Infinity Sword and Dimension Witch—were arguing, and Raven and Rena—who were now known as Blade Master and Grand Archer—were, as always, trying to separate them. The two pairs were couples, and Chung and Eve would usually stand on the sidelines and watch. Although, now, Eve was in the boisterous event as well. Apparently the fight had gotten heated up, and Elsword and Aisha were literally fighting. Rare.

He furrowed his eyebrows. It had sounded like Rena had called for him, though they showed no need for him. Firing a bullet into the midst of the spar, he caught everyone's attention. Sighing in exasperation, he said, "You guys, there's no point in fighting amongst ourselves. If we're to save Hamel, and you come with wounds from your petty little spars, there's a larger chance of you getting hurt even more. So, let's just set aside our differences,"—this in turn caused Elsword and Aisha to look at each other—"for now," he added, seeing the two, "and get to the point. We'll be at the outskirts of Hamel by dusk if we keep travelling, but not if you guys keep fighting."

Elsword walked over to him. "The prince of Hamel makes a princely speech," he teased him, and slapped him on the back. He winced in pain as Chung's sharp armor pierced his skin slightly, but drew no blood. "Seiker, your armor is so damn sharp. How do you even live with it?"

Chung grinned at his best friend. "I can deal with it. From the looks of it, you can't."

Rena and Raven shared a look, and Rena nodded at Chung. "I guess I'll agree. That was a good act on your part."

Aisha rolled her eyes. "Show-off," she muttered under her breath. Elsword's acute ears picked up the comment, which in turn he whispered to Chung. He raised an eyebrow at Aisha, who blushed furiously and ran off behind Eve. Eve's emotionless face turned to the purplenette behind her, and after a look went back to its original position. Even though she had advanced to the title Code Battle Seraph, she, being a Nasod, still hadn't attained any emotion at all.

Chung watched Aisha skitter off somewhere, and heard Rena and Raven talking in hushed voices. He fixed his armor and sat down, pulling down Elsword with him.

"What was that for?" Elsword snapped, somewhat in annoyance. Judging by his attitude, he'd been "stalking" Aisha, like he always did in his spare time.

"I don't know. Just sit down," he responded curtly. He leaned his head back, his long tan hair streaming across the grass, a wistful look in his aquamarine eyes.

"Seiker?" Elsword asked. It weirded him out to see Chung like this, it was usually when he was thinking about his father…or a girl.

Completely ignoring the first possibility, Elsword grabbed Chung's collar and pulled him close.

Leaning in close to his ear, he whispered, "Are you in loooove?" drawling out the words. He leaned back again and let go of his shirt.

"No," Chung responded, a little too quickly. Noticing this, Elsword pulled his crimson hair thoughtfully.

"Who is it?" he asked finally. He was certain that his best friend liked someone. Almost certain.

"….." Chung didn't say anything, just sat up straight again and locked eyes with Elsword.

"Eve."