(Now, remember that I said there would be two fights; this upcoming one isn't the epic, ultimate battle for the fate of Filgaia, and perhaps, the universe. Well, in any case, I'd like to confirm any things that might be going through your heads. (A.) There will not be a sequel; think of 'A Blade of Courage', as a sequel, and (B.) Jet and Virginia will not get married in this story.)
The Myth of Crystaelius:
Chapter Fifteen: Beyond Tomorrow II
"Even if you do happen to conquer me in battle, it won't make a difference," Crystaelius stated as he folded his arms. "But I'm not going to stop you; give it your all."
Jet remained still; his wings extended and he hovered in the air, close to ground, for a few moments. "Okay, I will!"
The Drifter dashed at him, preparing to strike. His opponent readied himself and watched Jet rush at him. Jet slashed vertically at Crystaelius, the sword cutting through the air; the boy had stepped to the side while creating a sphere of energy in his right hand. He launched it at the Drifter, but the winged being flipped over and in back of the Ewl. The blast sped off into the air as Jet cut diagonally; Crystaelius quickly turned around and jumped back, avoiding the attack.
"Well, your movements are more difficult to comprehend and predict; I'll give you that. But you are still incapable of defeating me."
"Oh, really? Sorry, but working with these wings is a little annoying; I'll show you my power when I get used to it."
"Hmm, but you won't have enough time to practice!"
The Ewl unleashed a barrage of energy blasts, but Jet took to the air and swiftly dodged the first wave, however, they suddenly zipped around and headed back at him. The Drifter had not expected this, and was hit by the first two. The impact knocked him a few feet down, but he stopped abruptly and deflected the remaining blasts with his sword. Crystaelius took advantage of the situation and leaped into the air; he formed a great energy wave in his left hand and heaved it at Jet, but his opponent spun around and sliced through the attack, retaliating with a flurry of slashes, which Crystaelius avoided.
The boy smiled and dashed to the right while creating his own blade of energy. With a loud cry, he attacked Jet with a horizontal slash to his stomach, but he knocked it away before countering. They continued this for a few moments, blocking and attacking, until, however, Jet spun around the Ewl and knocked him back down to the platform.
Crystaelius rebounded off of the floor and shot another blast, but Jet slashed it away and flew down; he held his sword to the right and curled his arm in, slamming his right elbow into the boy's abdomen. Crystaelius crashed to the floor as the Drifter prepared to impale him with his sword. The boy rolled to his right and stood up as the blade collided with the floor. He lunged at Jet and pounded his right fist into his left cheek, knocking him across the platform.
Jet quickly flipped and stopped himself; he then flapped his wings and dashed at the Ewl, gathering energy in his blade all the while. Crystaelius frowned and avoided the first slash, but Jet twirled around and slashed once more. The boy knocked the sword away and fired a much stronger energy burst at the Drifter, but Jet was quick and flew backwards, grabbing the blast and throwing it back at its owner. Crystaelius had not expected this, and was hit full force by the explosion. He sailed through the air, giving Jet enough time to charge his sword again.
The boy ground his teeth and forced himself to land before forming a great sphere of light and heaving it at the Filgaia Sample. Jet merely slashed downwards and through the blast; he flew straight at Crystaelius and sliced through him.
The Ewl gasped and choked as his adversary landed and stood up. His body began to dissipate as his upper torso, fell.
"I suppose I was the one who underestimated… this time, right?" the boy stammered as Jet approached him. "How do I stop that thing?"
"You can't… stop it. There is no way to close the seal now, and Filgaia will soon be gone completely…" he answered as his body began to fade away completely.
"Some help he was," the Drifter remarked while noticing Lombardia nearing the platform.
"It's Jet!" Virginia exclaimed before running off of Lombardia. Aaron smiled slightly and followed; Guile went as well, but Todd remained inside along with Ileana.
"Aren't you guys gonna come?" Enrique asked while walking out. Todd shook his head. "Give me a moment, but I don't know about her."
Enrique shrugged and joined the others while Todd leaned against the wall. "So, why aren't you following them?" Ileana sighed and shrugged. "I just don't feel like it; I'm not a part of your little group. Grandfather at least knew Jet's family, I…"
"You knew them too, but you forgot; I even had a family, but I lost all my memories," Todd stated while approaching the door. "Don't worry about it; everything's all right now."
He then exited the compartment.
"Thank goodness you're okay!" Virginia said before jumping onto Jet in an embrace. "What… What are you doing!" he stammered while she let go and giggled. "It's nothing."
Aaron watched them while standing against Lombardia. Todd walked over to him. "It's nice that Jet's back, but what about that hole in the sky? It got bigger." The swordsman shrugged. "I don't know, but Jet should. He's different; he seems to be at peace."
Once Jet had explained the incident everything became clear to his companions. "So, by synchronizing with that soul you gained access to this power?" Guile confirmed as the others listened. Jet nodded and glanced up. "Yeah, but it's not over yet; there's still that Dawn thing."
Guile thought for a moment. "It must have become too powerful for Crystaelius to have controlled; if that spirit is right, Jet, the only option left is to venture into Dawn and neutralize it."
The silver- haired Drifter sighed. "That's cool and all, but I'll go alone; you all should alert everyone else on the planet about this."
"I agree," Aaron commented as Virginia shook her head. "If you go by yourself, you might not make it back." He shrugged. "Ah, who cares? It'll be a piece of cake." Todd cleared his throat. "Just be careful."
Jet nodded as his wings spread out again. "Sure."
(Well, I cut the chapter a little short, but the next big thing is due next time.)
