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(Flashback)

CLANG!

The sound of metal on metal reverberated around the arena as the two combatants attacked each other. Gale went down on one knee, slashing upwards with the tip of his spear into his opponent's stomach. He rolled to his left, avoiding his opponent's wild swings at him.

His opponent was male and more heavily built than himself, but that counted for little in fights like these, when speed was of the essence. Gale had received several nasty slashes himself from his opponent's twin short swords, but he tuned out the pain. It was one of his unique abilities.

For a while, they circled each other, waiting for a chance to strike. Behind a protective screen, shadowy figures watched their progress.

His opponent struck, throwing one of his short swords at Gale and leaping into the air. Gale was able to dodge the sword, rolling out of the way just in time as the blade embedded itself into the floor where he had been a few seconds ago. But he was unable to avoid his opponent entirely.

He looked up just in time to see his opponent's foot come smashing into his left leg. A horrible snapping sound echoed around the area as Gale's leg broke beneath him.

His opponent looked down in triumph as he raised his remaining sword high. But Gale was not beaten yet. So fast that it was just a blur, his right wing shot out, feathers hardening until they were like steel. His opponent never knew what hit him. Blood slowly welled up, staining his plumage red as his opponent crumpled to the floor, a mass of feathers buried in his heart.

Gale was vaguely aware of a hissing sound as his vision blurred. He became aware of someone looking down at him.

"Broken leg…Damn! This is a set back…" Was the last thing he heard before drifting into unconsciousness.

(End Flashback)

The next thing Gale knew, he was lying on the floor of the Training Area. He slowly pushed himself into a sitting position, rubbing his forehead and muttering to himself. Then he became aware of another person in the area. He looked up to see Squall standing about fifteen metres away, looking at him with a mixture of curiosity and concern.

"Are you alright?"

Gale made no answer. Instead, he stood up, turned, and started walking away. He was about to leave the area when he heard something. It was a long, low thudding noise that kept repeating itself at regular intervals. And it was getting louder. A short distance away, Squall turned, listening intently.

Without warning, a terrifying roar resounded through the artificial forest. Only one creature in the world could make a sound like that, and it was feared and loathed by many. Squall had had run ins with such creatures in the past, and had killed a few of them, and yet that terrible cry still made him nervous.

A hundred metres ahead of Squall, a massive rust coloured lizard burst through the trees, ripping them out of the ground and sending up plumes of dust as its blunt head quested back and forth, searching for the prey it knew was near. It was a T-Rexaur. And it was hungry.

Squall slowly backed away. This wasn't right; all the T-Rexaurs here had been exterminated. But that didn't matter right now. From the edge of the area, Gale watched. After a few seconds of searching, the giant reptile located Squall.

It charged forwards, leaving massive claw shaped footprints in the dirt as it ran. Calmly, Squall lifted his gunblade and fired five shots into the lizard. However, this only seemed to anger it. It let out another roar, before swinging its tail around, seeking to trip Squall.

This failed as Squall expertly jumped over it, firing another three shots into the T-Rexaurs chest. The reptile took a step backwards before snapping at Squall with its massive jaws.

All this time, Gale watched calmly as the battle raged. He could just walk away and leave them to kill each other. On the other hand…a T-Rexaur…it would be a powerful opponent.

Squall jumped backwards from the T-Rexaur's deadly attack. He had received a nasty cut above his left arm and it was impeding his fighting skills. The tail came round again and he jumped over it once more, at the same time burying his gunblade in the reptile's leg. He T-Rexaur roared in pain, before lifting its leg and slashing Squall across the stomach with its massive claws. Squall was thrown backwards onto the ground where he lay, blood seeping through three long gashes in his clothes.

It was then that Gale made his move. He had been unnoticed by the T-Rexaur up until now, mainly because he hadn't moved up till then. As he walked forwards, the giant lizard turned its attention towards him. The T-Rexaur charged, teeth bared in a wicked smile.

Gale lifted his right hand, conjuring up a ball of liquid ice. When the beast was only a few metres away, he released the spell. The moving sphere slammed into the T-Rexaur, covering its entire left side with ice. Unprepared for this, it tripped over and fell to the ground with an earth shattering crash, sending up a small plume of dirt as it did so.

Gale didn't wait for it to get up. He quickly ran round to the side of the beast, pulling Squall's gunblade out of its leg. Before the wounded reptile could recover, he stabbed the blade down into its neck. Massive amounts of blood spurted out of the creature as it roared in agony. Gale pulled out the blade, raised it above his head, and stabbed down again.

With its windpipe severed, it didn't take long for the T-Rexaur to die. Gale turned his back on the giant corpse and turned towards Squall's limp body. He had received several nasty slash wounds and had lost a lot of blood.

Far away from the scene of the battle, a lone figure stood, silently watching. His blonde hair moved a little as he shook his head in amusement. It had been he who had released the T-Rexaur into the Garden. Now he had seen Gale in action. However, he was still at a loss; he appeared to have no weaknesses.

"If he has no weaknesses in battle, I shall merely have to find some weaknesses out of battle…" He muttered to himself.

Things would get very interesting soon…very soon…