Hullo, and welcome back! Due to my chaotic writing style, and my apparent need to do as many projects as I can all at once, then put them all off till later at the same time, new chapters will be inconsistently published, although they should come fairly often.

And in case you are wondering, the Akali/Kayn thing will be a slow burn B-plot, so you won't see as much of it for a little while.

Finally, just a thought. I realized that ALL of Rhaast's lines are technically in his head, so when I use Italics for HIM, it's just for emphasis. Other than that, the key provided in Chapter One's forward is accurate.

I'll shut up now. Enjoy the third chapter!


-Part One: The Choice-

Chapter 3


Kayn walked up to the temple, after 3 days of walking, and looked forward to resting in his room for the remainder of the day. The second he saw the look on his master's face, he knew that he wouldn't like what he was about to be told.

"Kayn, welcome back. I assume you were successful?" Zed inquired.

"Of course, Master. His shoulders are now woefully unadorned. I caught his head before it even hit the floor." Kayn responded, pleased with himself.

"Wonderful. Now, while you were away, the Spirit Blossom Festival began. I plan to leave, and attend the activities." Zed said slowly, almost cautiously.

"Yes, Master. Would you like me to accompany you?" Kayn questioned hopefully.

"No, Kayn. I shall attend alone. I have another plan in mind for you. As my successor, sworn and witnessed by half a dozen of this order, I wish to see how you would train your future students." Zed said. "I want you to stay here and train the newest batch of Yanléi. I have given the others a simple training regimen to follow in my absence. Do you understand your task, Kayn?"

"Yes, Master, but-" Kayn started.

"No 'but's Kayn. I want you to remember how I started you off, and use your brain to train them. Remember, everyone learns differently. I couldn't teach you a thing until I figured out what made you work for it. I expect them to be ready to join the rest of the acolytes when I return, in two weeks time." Zed ordered.

"Master, we never attended the Spirit Blossom Festival before… is this about what happened three weeks ago? Killing… killing Master Kusho? Kayn asked, in a hushed tone. He feared his master might anger at the mention of the name.

"Yes, Kayn. Yes it is." Zed sighed, looking regretfully into the distance. "But you mustn't worry yourself with my evils. I expect you to have your team fully tattooed and ready to join their brethren by the time I return. If you do as well as I expect of you, they will be your unit to lead, even after my return." He continued.

"Now that my Council of Shadows is against me, you will lead the only sub-cell of the Order, one day. And of course, if I am to die, you will inherit the Order as a whole. I expect you to choose a replacement for yourself as leader of the sub-cell, if that ever happens." Zed said, rushing as if he didn't want to talk about it as much as he had. He seemed almost anxious to leave.

"Maybe he is in a rush, to beat the crowds of the Festival? I doubt it. If it came to it, Master Zed could always just shadow to the blossoms… I wonder why he is in a rush to leave?" Kayn thought, quizzically.

"Goodbye, Master. I'll go prepare at once." Kayn said, before Rhaast started to snicker.

"Look at the great Kayn, so eager to please his master. Like a loyal DOG, just off the LEASH!" He guffawed. "AND TO TEACH CHILDREN NO LESS! CHILDREN!" Rhaast shouted into Kayn's mind.

"Shut up, or I'll run you dull. Damn blade." Kayn hissed under his breath. Based on the frown he gave, Zed heard him anyways.

"Goodbye Shieda. I'll see you in two weeks, after my solitary journey. I am leaving at once. In fact, I am leaving right now." Zed said, and turned around to leave. "A scout saw you yesterday so I prepared in advance." Zed explained.

"Two weeks. Train them well, Kayn. I know you will not disappoint." Zed recapped, as he slipped out of the door.

"Well. I should go unpack, and look at my men. As much as I hate it, I'll need to get to know them. Hey, at least I'll finally have official subordinates." Kayn mused to himself.


Later that afternoon.


"Line up, and tell me your name as I pass. SLOWLY." Kayn barked impatiently to the group of just under 20 students, all of whom were between 12 and 15.

"Yes, Master Kayn!" The small group shouted as one, before following the order.

"Jin Wu!" Said the first.

"Kartu!" The second student followed up.

"BHUMI!" Number three shouted, directly into Kayn's ear. Unintentional, but painful.

"Hakoda!" The fourth boy said.

Kayn stopped listening after Bhumi yelled into his ear. He caught a few more names, like 'Makoto', and 'Soru'.

"Just in case somebody wasn't paying attention," Kayn snickered to himself, as he knew full well he was the only person who wasn't paying attention. "You will wear name tags to class."

"Yes, Master!" They shouted as a group once again.

"Have you chosen a weapon to master, yet?" Kayn asked, realizing he did not know anything of the group's depth of training.

"No, Master!" They said. Kayn liked that they called him Master.

"I can get used to this…" He thought.

"Alright. Everybody pick a weapon you think you like, from the racks I will bring out," Kayn said, walking to where the weapon racks were stored. "and then pair off and spar."

"As we have an uneven number, I will watch, with… Hakoda's help." Kayn said, struggling to remember the boy's name. His hearing had been a bit fuzzy when he heard Hakoda's name, due to Bhumi yelling in his ear.

The students all did as they were instructed, most of them grabbing swords, or knives. A few picked out weapons more unique to Ionia.

"Alright," Kayn said. "now spar. Begin!"

The children all began swinging at one another, with Kayn walking among the pairs of two and watching them. Most were about as he would have expected however Kayn noted five exceptions.

Two of his students were far more skilled than the ones around them, and three were almost comparable to a god in terms of combat ability. If, of course, that god happened to be a god of pacifism. They could barely hold their blades up.

He approached one of the unskilled students. As he walked up, he watched the opposing student make an interesting maneuver to twist the blade out of the unskilled student's hand.

The short sword twisted easily in his grasp, and clattered to the floor and the student, Makoto, yielded. As he moved to pick up the blade, Kayn stopped him.

"You are left handed?" He asked.

"Yes, Master Kayn. Does that matter?" Makoto asked, curiously.

"Yes. That is a RIGHT handed grip. Useable, but never optimal. Did you not see how the blade fell easily from your hand, or feel how it did not quite meld into your grasp?" Kayn questioned. "Try this." He continued, walking over to the weapon racks and pulling a somewhat short sword from it. It was an almost silver looking metal, with a D-guard made from bronze, and a hilt carved from the horn of a Valkodalk.

"These are called 'butterfly swords', and are very good for ambidextrous people like myself, or left handed people like you, or like me when I was your age." Kayn said.

"Thank you Master, but… 'these'? That is just one blade. Why say 'these'?" Makoto mused, confusedly.

"Because of this!" Kayn said with a grin, and wrenched the blade into two completely identical blades. Perfect mirrors of one another. "Perfect for catching your opponent off guard, or getting used to using either hand in a battle." Kayn explained while passing off the butterfly swords.

"Try the duel again." He said, nodding to the other student to get ready. "Begin."

As the students slashed with their blades, Kayn noted Makoto looked a lot more comfortable wielding a sword in both hands, rather than just his off hand. He used his left blade to make most of his attacks and deflections, and attempted to use his right to catch his enemy's blade between his swords and wrench it from the student.

"Clever indeed. I like this one." Kayn mused. Just then, Makoto's left sword flew in the air and hit him, pommel first, on the forehead. "Well… I like him a little bit less now." He amended.

After losing his left blade, he quickly swapped his right sword to his left hand, and tried to keep dueling, but then he met the same problem as before and quickly lost.

"Well done Makoto, it seems we solved your problem." Kayn said, pleased with his lackluster teaching.

"B… but I still dropped my blade?" Makoto said.

"Yes, but this time it is because…" Kayn paused, trying to remember the other student's name. "your opponent was more skilled, or more lucky. Nothing to do with your weapon. Thus, the problem was solved." Kayn explained.

"Oh…" Said Makoto, dejectedly.

Kayn was confused. He solved the problem, so why was the boy so glum? "I wonder if he simply dislikes the blades?" Kayn theorized.

"Do you want different swords? We have plenty of designs from a lot of talented bladesmiths if those ones are annoying you." Kayn said helpfully.

"No, Master. These are wonderful, it's just that…" The student looked sheepish and leaned in to whisper in Kayn's ear. "I don't want to disappoint anybody by not being skilled enough to defeat my enemy." Makoto said quietly.

Kayn kicked himself, mentally. "I just told him he sucked, and it wasn't his sword's fault. Of course that's why he is sad." Kayn realized. He rolled his eyes in anticipation of Rhaast's snarky comment or rude jab, but it never came. Then Kayn remembered that Rhaast was currently locked up in Kayn's small wardrobe, under some quickly scrawled null-scrolls.

"Don't worry," Kayn said, while trying and failing to smile reassuringly. "you are in training for a reason. You'll get better."

"Yeah. Thanks, Master." Makoto said, looking a bit brighter, although he was still somewhat gloomy.

"Not much more I can do about that. Moving on." Kayn thought.

"Hakoda! Report?" Kayn snapped.

"Master, you never told me what I should be looking for. I tried my best though, and it seems Yann Kei is having trouble choosing a weapon." Hakota said, trying to be respectful.

"I suppose I did forget to mention what I wanted him to do, specifically. Not that I'd admit that to him, of course. Ha!" Kayn chuckled in his mind. "Could you not see what I was doing? That is what I wished you to do as well. At least you did your best. Run 20 laps around the courtyard." Kayn said quickly.

"Yann Kei. What is taking so long? Your sparring partner is sitting bored. And as for you," Kayn said, turning to the aforementioned sparring partner. "Why are you just sitting there? Warm up, get the feel for your nunchaku! Exercise! Don't sit around just because he can't make up his damn mind! Move it!" Kayn hissed, becoming a little bit drunk on his power over them.

"Medlar wood nunchaku, likely soaked in mud for a long time. A family heirloom I'd guess… good choice, although rather surprising given his shorter height and wingspan." Kayn noted.

Kayn turned back to his first student. "Yann Kei, why did you not pick the wrist blades? They looked right for you." Kayn asked, nodding to the dyed Murk Wolf leather wrist wraps concealing twin teardrop damascus blades within, representing the nickname many gave to the Order. The 'Yanléi', or 'the Tears of the Shadow'.

"They don't speak to me, Master Kayn. How can I completely master a weapon, if it is not an extension of myself?" Yann Kei said, shocking Kayn with his intelligent explanation.

"That is true, Yann Kei, but we mustn't stand here all day. What are you looking for in a weapon?" Kayn questioned, hoping to speed up the process.

"Er… something unique and rather flashy I suppose. Maybe something defensive?" Yann Kei mused.

Kayn's uncorrupted eye flashed, and he reached to the other side of the rack. "How about these?" Kayn said, holding a pair of bladed tonfa made from solid dark oak, stained black, with a hamon coated steel edge embedded into the side. "Very unique, and allows for a strong defence." Kayn said to continue hurrying the boy into choosing the weapon, and subtly grabbing the wrist blades for his own collection.

It was rare to find a comparatively great weapon among the community weapon racks, but every now and again Kayn would see a gem that one of the elders added. "Master Zed won't mind, he never does." Kayn assured himself. Zed always encouraged Kayn to continue his goal of mastering every weapon, and these wrist blades reminded Kayn of Master Zed himself. "I wonder how his travels are, so far?" Kayn thought.


A few miles away from the Temple.


Zed walked down the path, his brightly colored cowl hiding him from the summer sun. Ionia wasn't as hot as Shurima or Noxus, but it was no winter wonderland, even in the mountains. At least, not compared to Freljord.

Lost in his ponderings of the weather, he didn't react to the figure who joined him, almost seeming to appear from thin air. She was dressed in a very dark cloak, with a hood completely covering her head, and a veil on her face.

"I was wondering what took you so long, Zed." The woman stated, plainly. "I can't say I'm not glad to see you again, though."

"And I you. Thank you for offering to come with me. This will not be an easy journey for me, spiritually." Zed said, opening up more than he ever would with his students.

"I was just waiting for Kayn to return. I tasked him with… quieting the Navori elder, who spoke of open trades with Noxus." Zed explained.

"So he killed him." The shrouded woman said, quite bluntly.

"Er… yes." Zed laughed.

"You know me, Usan. I do not care that he is dead." She laughed lightly.

"Forgive me, my lady, for not wanting to expose you to such unpleasantness." Zed said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Besides, who knows what spies abound. We shouldn't speak so openly as to confess, unwittingly, to a hidden observer."

"Sure, if you say so. After all, you are so easy to sneak up on, I'm sure ANYONE could discover all your plans, Usan. It's not like you have… I don't know, SHADOW MAGIC or anything!" The woman guffawed, trying and failing to keep a straight face beneath her veil.

"Oh, that reminds me!" She said, looking thoughtful. "In your letter you told me you made Kayn your successor, and you were proud of how his powers have grown. Will I EVER get to meet this son of yours, Zed?" She asked, lazily.

"He is not my son. You know this." Zed said, almost defensively.

"And YOU know he may as well be. You told me yourself you already consider him one, and you said you knew he saw you as a… what was the term? Long lost father! That was it!" She reminded the Master of the Shadows.

"I do not remember this, when did I tell you THAT?" Zed asked hurriedly. He made a face as if he was stepped on by a particularly large Scaled Snapper.

"LAST TIME WE SPENT THE NIGHT, IDIOT!" The woman was almost crying with laughter at this point. "YOU GOT SO DRU- hic- DRUNK, YOU ALMOST THREW THE EMPTY BOTT-hic-LE INTO THE- hic- FIREPLACE," She began to hiccup and wheeze as she remembered the night, quite vividly. "Because… because you thought IT WAS A TRASH CAN!"

The woman appeared to be enjoying herself, much to Zed's dismay as it was at his expense. "Yes, well… moving on. I don't know why you want to meet Kayn so badly. He is my student and successor, but it isn't like the affairs of my order matter to you." Zed said, trying to move past the embarrassing story, before she remembered anything else he may have forgotten.

"Because, silly. Shou- hic-shouldn't you introduce your girlfriend to your son at some point?" She asked, teasing Zed. She knew he hated it when she brought up titles like 'girlfriend', 'wife', or 'son'. So, of course, she did it as often as possible.

Many people feared the ninja, not just for their physical safety, but also for their secret's safety. As the Master of the Shadows liked to say, 'A secret kept is a weapon wasted', and the ninja had a habit of finding out things people want to keep hidden.

The lady, however, did not fear Zed. She knew he couldn't harm her if he tried, not that he ever would. She was one of the few people alive who Zed cared for. And besides, she knew just as many of Zed's secrets as he knew hers. They told one another quite openly about them.

"Fine. Someday, you will meet. I'm sure he will like you, especially if you make those Demacian cakes again. Where did you find that recipe?" Zed asked.

"Oh, an old friend of mine got into Demacia during the war, years ago. Before they closed their gates and refused the refugees, I mean." She explained. It seemed she had finally gotten over the hiccups she acquired from her laughter. "He still writes, occasionally."

They kept chatting with one another as they walked down the twisting path. It would be at least a few more hours until they reached town.


Temple of the Order of the Shadows.


Kayn walked into the sparring room, with Rhaast back at his side. He did not want to bring Rhaast, as he was trying to punish the weapon, however he felt it would be good for Rhaast to see Kayn being in control.

"Alright. Now you have all chosen your favored weapons, you must consider spare weapons, and how to fight in general. All of you are at least somewhat skilled, or else you would likely have died before I even met you, but you can ALWAYS improve, and all of you need to." Kayn lectured his students, as he set down Rhaast in the corner.

A hand raised on the left most side of the group. "Yes, Kade?" Kayn said, as they all wore nametags now.

"My nunchaku are missing! And it's matching three section staff!" He said, worriedly.

Kayn sighed exasperatedly. "Where did you put them?" He asked.

"I had them mere minutes ago, and set them down to redo my Gi! Somebody stole them, right before you walked in!" Kade whined.

"Fessa, give them back!" Jin Wu said.

"What do you mean? I don't have them!" Said the girl in question.

"I WATCHED you take them. Don't worry Kade, they are back behind the overturned table behind Fessa." Said Lee Sung-Hi.

"WELL!" Kayn interjected, as Kade retrieved his family heirlooms. "Now that the pointless distraction is over, let us begin."

Kayn looked at the assortment of weapons the students had chosen, and brought out a tray of kunai and karambits, as well as some shuriken. "Remember, using only one weapon is dangerous. Master your chosen weapon, yes, but always have options. These are common backups. Light, and easy to hide, while being effective and easy to use. Very good for a tough spot when you may be disarmed." He lectured.

"Master Kayn?" Hakoda asked.

"Yes, Hakoda? What is it?" Kayn snapped, disliking the interruption.

"Well, we heard you mastered every weapon in the order, or at least most of them. Why do you not train us the same way?" Hakoda wondered.

"Because I am born for war and bloodshed, and I will be the next Master of Shadows, whereas most of YOU are children who have never seen a battle before. I admit, you want to make a difference and help defend Ionia, and that's commendable, but I doubt you could master all the weapons of war, as I have. So I will train you the way Master Zed taught everybody else in this order." Kayn explained, not wanting to admit he mostly just liked to feel special.

Kayn decided to move on to the actual lesson. "There are targets, dummies, and one another to fight with. Pick out a sidearm and begin." He said.

As the students acted out his order, he noticed a lot of them didn't know how to use the weapons properly. "STOP." He said, sharply.

"Look here. This is the basic way to hold a shuriken. See how my palm ISN'T flat against it, Kartu? Don't do that, you will just cut yourself. It's not a throwing disk." Kayn said.

"Watch me throw it, and ask if you have questions." Kayn instructed, and proceeded to throw a shuriken into the target dummy's heart. "Questions?" He asked.

"No? Good. try again, proper form and footwork this time." Kayn said.

The portion of students using the shurikens began copying Kayn's movements and instructions, and made progress in hurting the dummies and targets. Kayn thought he did well, but remembered another important factor. "Don't forget, breath deep, and exhale with your diaphragm for a steady throw." He added.

"Yes Master! HYA!" The group yelled as one, and five shuriken flew almost simultaneously into three different targets. Most of them were relatively accurate.

"Very good, keep working on it. After you master these basics, and that shouldn't take long, we will swap sidearms."

Kayn drifted over to the group with karambits and was shocked to see, all of the students held them wrong, and stabbed themselves. "I'm training idiots…" He thought harshly to himself.

"No, you hold them like THIS, with the blade closest to the pinky, not the index finger, idiots! No wonder you're all bleeding." He admonished.

"Watch. When you strike with a karambit, you make a sideways uppercut motion, and flick your wrist so the blade, on THIS SIDE OF MY HAND, goes in." Kayn said forcefully as he demonstrated. "A skilled user can also block opposing blades with the back edge of the karambit, however you will focus on striking properly first. Watch my footwork." He continued.

"See how I step with my right, just as my right karambit strikes? Exhale sharply, without moving your shoulders as you do this. From the diaphragm. NOW!" He shouted as he showed the students his strike, before handing the specialized knife back to Jin Wu.

"After you perfect your footwork, and strike properly without cutting yourself, give the karambits to the shuriken group, and get some knives from the knife group." Kayn said. "That gives me an idea…" He thought.

Kayn rushed to the middle of the room, and shouted. "STOP!" He yelled. "Now I have your attention, I want to divide you all into groups. The groups you have naturally formed for this lesson will do just fine. Hakoda, you will go from group to group, acting as my assistant. The weapons you have right now are your group's name. Karambit group, Shuriken group, and Kunai group. Yes, you will swap weapons soon, but you are named for your first weapon. You will stay with your group for most of the lessons we will have, and I recommend not angering your group members, as you will be together a lot. You may continue now." He said, walking over to the Kunai group, working with the knives they were named for.

As Kayn prepared to sigh and teach the class how to properly stab, or throw a kunai, he was pleasantly surprised when they all seemed to be doing well. "Well, the kunai is one of the most basic and easy to understand knives. Plus I assume they have been training with Kunai for a while now." He reasoned.

After a short time, the groups all swapped weapons. The Shuriken group had karambits, the Karambit group had kunai, and the Kunai group should have had shurikens. Unfortunately, the Shuriken group thought it was a good idea to pass the shuriken off by throwing them, and the result ended class early for the day.

"It's ok, Dewi, just wrap it well, and don't let the blood drip." He told the girl. "By tomorrow, you should be fine, and return to practice. Same goes for the rest of you. Yacuse, I want you going to the west wing of the temple to get patched up. Take a few days off. The rest of you I will see tomorrow. Goodnight." Kayn said, after examining the injuries caused by the shuriken flying around the group.

"Goodnight, Master Kayn." The students said as they left the room.

"Shuriken group, I want one hundred and fifty laps around the courtyard done, tomorrow, at noon. Hakoda will make sure you do it. And practice your accuracy. ALONE, this time. Leave me." Kayn ordered.

"Yes Master." They said as one, and left.

"You are right, Kayn. It WAS informative to see you in charge. Now I know you have no idea how to teach. Maybe if you got to know the students a bit better…?" Rhaast said. He had been abnormally quiet all day, and this was the first time he had spoken in hours.

"Rhaast, how dare you call me a ba- wait… did you just give me real advice, or was that just a really poor insult? Or sarcasm?" Kayn asked, shocked that Rhaast appeared to be helping, for once.

"It was real advice, boy. I am thousands of years old, I've picked up a lot of useful things in that time." Rhaast explained.

"Ok, but why are you helping all of a sudden? Normally you just bug me, and only help when it stops me from getting killed, and then make some excuse about 'not losing a host'." Kayn persisted.

"Well, we are always at each other's proverbial throats. I'll help out more often, but you need to agree to stop putting me under null-scrolls." Rhaast whined.

"But they can't kill you? If they could I would have left you under them ages ago!" Kayn said.

"Of course they can't kill me, boy. I am not a shadow monster, or whatever spirit-thing you Ionians deal with. But you would not BELIEVE how much a null-scroll makes a creature like me itch. Do you know what it's like to have an itch you can't scratch, because you DON'T HAVE ANY HANDS? IT'S HORRIBLE!" Rhaast complained, sounding like a child throwing a tantrum.

Kayn just chuckled. "Alright. No more null-scrolls, and you start helping. Deal?"

"DEAL!" Rhaast said. Kayn could almost hear the smile the Darkin would have had, if he had a mouth.

"I wonder what his real reasons are. It can't just be that it itches unbearably, although that was way too specific to be made up. There has got to be some other reason as well… I should dwell on this more later." Kayn mused, doing his best to lock the Darkin out of his thoughts for a while.

It was late evening now, and the sun had set over an hour ago. Kayn watched as Fessa snatched the coin pouch off another order member's belt, and ran before he noticed. He decided it wasn't his problem and kept walking. The acolyte would find out soon enough.

"It is pretty late. I wonder if Master Zed is in the first town yet. He didn't take a horse. I wonder why he insisted on going alone." Kayn pondered.


Southern Navori, Thanze.


Zed and his female companion stepped into the inn, and set down their travel packs.

"Oh, hello! Would you like to rent a room, sir?" The young man working the counter asked.

"Yes, we will stay just one night." Zed responded.

"Alright sir. Is she with you?" The man, 'Jami' according to his nametag, asked.

"Yes. One room." Zed said, calmly.

"Ok sir, one bed or two?" Jami asked.

"Er...-" Zed started, before getting interrupted.

"One bed. It's our honeymoon, and we would rather not be checked on in the morning." She said, smiling at Zed's expression.

"Uh… yeah, that." Zed said, very awkwardly.

"Yes ma'am, room 18 is open. Here you go." The boy said as he handed the key over. Zed left the proper amount of coins on the counter before they walked down the hall to their room.

Undressing for bed, Zed took off his hidden weapons, and watched his companion take off her hood and veil. He saw her set something pretty down on the bedside table.

"What's that?" He asked. The woman held up a small knife, decorated with amethyst and gold. More of a status symbol than an effective weapon, but useful all the same.

"Just a little self defence, Usan. Can't be too careful out there, nowadays. I hear some fight pits have started in the area." She said.

"You don't need a knife for self defence. I've seen what you can do!" Zed laughed.

"Well, maybe I think it's pretty, and wanted to show off for you." She replied, smiling at Zed devilishly.

With her veil and hooded cloak off, Zed could see her pale skin brighten as she flirted. They matched well together, both being relatively pale and wearing white hair. Zed climbed into bed, and the woman followed, after turning out the light machine, that they would only assume came from Piltover.

"Goodnight, Usan." She said, and hugged him.

"Goodnight, Syndra." Zed replied, before they fell asleep together.


-End Chapter-


Hey, thanks for reading. Yup, Zed is with Syndra. I support Zed/Syndra, as well as Akali/Kayn, and do NOT support Kayn/Zoe, although it is cute and I enjoy it. Just like Akali/Kayn better.

Zed and Syndra will be slightly O.O.C when alone together, as they will open up a lot more to one another.

You also likely noticed my detail on the weaponry. I really enjoy historical weaponry, and I am becoming a blacksmith myself, to try and MAKE some of these beautiful and awesome weapons I have designed and written about.

Anyways, that's the end of Chapter 3, and here is a little list to help you out in the future. The student's names and groups are:

Budi, Shuriken

Bhumi, Kunai

Cines, Kunai

Dae Hon, Shuriken

Dewi, Karambit

Fessa, Shuriken

Hakoda, All

Jin Wu, Karambit

Kade, Karambit

Kartu, Shuriken

Lee Sung-Hi, Karambit

Losone, Kunai

Makoto, Karambit

Soru, Kunai

Yacuse, Kunai

Yann Kei, Shuriken

Yoko, Kunai

Thank you all so much, and Chapter 4 will likely be published shortly, as I am writing 3, 4, and 5, all at once. See you next time!