Just take your fetters off and let your spirit free…
He casted up his eyes and frowned. The battle wasn't looking good… and that means, that he must play. Again. He must win. Again. But behind his cold eyes without emotions he cried, night after night, battle after battle. Just for a second has in his eyes appeared sadness. Than he stand up and went to do the only thing he doesn't want to do.
Behind those eyes lies the truth and grief…The decisive battle has began.
Take your fetters off and let your spirit free…He won again and his soul was crying in the prison of rules and prohibitions. After the battle, he and his friends went back to hotel and were eating their dinner. But he wasn't there. He went out to be alone. Solitude was his oldest friend, he knew solitude for many years. His mind can find there silence, quiet and forgiveness.
Behind those beautiful smiles I've seen tragedy…He went to the St. Michael's park. It was his favourite place since he was baby. Here he came only if he was very very sad or very very angry. He doesn't have any hope to meet her, but he came here all the nights he was in town. And now…
Take your fetters off and let your spirit free…„Také your fetters off and let your spirit free," heard he when he was thinking about her. „The same words as last," thought he and he knew, that she has come. „Long time, no see," said she. „Well, your fetters can't break if you don't want to," stated she then. „I don't know what are you talking about," smiled he insincery. „Here," said she sadly and gave him one… beyblade ? „Yes, it is your beyblade. Your old beyblade. Your losing beyblade. Just take it and play with it, only one battle. Do it for me," pleased she. „For you," tooked he the beyblade and went back to the hotel. „Tomorrow, the final battle," said he. „I believe at you," whispered she, but he didn't hear.
The fallen skin hides the secrets within…This night he cannot asleep. His old losing beyblade maked him nervous. Nervous that he won't do it tomorrow. Nervous that he will disappoint… who ? Father ? Friends ? Fans ? Or only her ? His eyes shed tears and he know, that he really won't do it because of his obligations to the team. But than he thought again… „I can't betray her… One losed battle, what will it mean ? Nothing or everything… I wanna do it for her," decided he. „Dranzer, are you ready for the last battle of our life ?" asked he and smiled.
Take your fetters off and let your spirit free…He took her advice… And his fetters were away.