Warrior's Breath

by Mako Streak

After the death of his parents,thirteenyearold Gukko barely can feed all 7 of his siblings. But his dream of nuturing the Warrior blood within him never fades... Read to find out what compelled him to become an evil Tyrant of Things are different now.

11.

Note: This is years later. Although I hint at it, just in case, I put it in this note. And I thought that the term "level" was too unrealistic, so now it's Caliber. And it goes up to Caliber one hundred.

Sir Fey smiled broadly. "Well, this is your big day!"

Gukko peered up from the bed, under a cast and lots of bandages. The last mission, disposing of aDragoonthat seemed to be dangerous, left him with a concussion, abroken neck,and a sprained ankle. Not to mention the bruises lining up up his whole body. "Wha...?"

Sir Fey put down a heavy package on Gukko's chest. His cracked ribs protested.

"Omph! Wha..?"

"Is that all you can say? Congratulations, Gukko!" Sir Fey opened the box for him. "You are officially a Caliber 25 Fighter!"

Gukko gave him a thumbs up and vomited over in the trashbin at the side of the bed.