A/N: After a long wait, I am finally back. Hopefully for good this time. I'm sorry but I had a very serious case of writer's block and it wasn't until recently that I could write again. Hopefully, the length of this chapter would make up for the long wait. An anonymous reviewer and a reader named Zephyr raised some valid questions last chapter and I have tried to answer those to the best of my ability in this chapter. Still, the points that I did not elaborate on would be this ' Sakura is the all powerful princess of Clow who can transcend time and space whenever there's a need to save her companions and whenever she want to. She is even the favored daughter of the Gods so they'll gonna win because of Sakura's presence, have you forgotten that? Its only her clone who sacrificed her good luck as a payment to the dimentional witch .. '
While I could use Sakura's power as an excuse to help them all win the upcoming battle, I did not want to use her as a dues-ex-machina to resolve all conflict in a single chapter. Nixon is powerful enough to rival Yuuko, magically speaking but even he can't beat the hunters on his own. Similarly, Sakura is really strong but even she has limits on what she can and cannot do. Sakura is still very powerful but she still hasn't learnt how to completely control her abilities yet for reasons explained in this chapter. Her good luck will pay a major role in keeping her alive in the fight that is to come though. ;)
With all that out of the way, I hope you guys enjoy this update. Drop me a review and lemme know what you guys think.
Edit: Beta'd Version
Magic flared inside Fai's veins, struggling to fight against the spell that kept him asleep. Something was not right. Fai could… Fai could feel her pain. Masooma… she was sad. Even if his eyes refused to obey his command to open, his fingers slowly sought out her hand and curled around it, squeezing gently in reassurance. Fai was there. He was with Masooma. She would not be sad for long, but… Fai could feel Masooma's distress.
Something bad was happening to her. But Fai could not wake up. Why… Why could he not wake up? Fai's magic fought the spell keeping him asleep but it was not strong enough. He was falling and falling and falling and he could not wake up and then Fai was… Fai was gone…
He woke with a jolt as though he had been dropped into a lake full of icy water. The spell keeping him asleep was gone. Fai could open his eyes and… Masooma was sad. Why was she sad? Fai was there with her.
"Masooma-chan?"
"Oh, Fai, you're awake." Masooma smiled at Fai but he knew the smile was not real. Her eyes were red and her face was wet. Masooma was sad.
"Masooma-chan is crying."
"Huh? Oh, no." she laughed. She looked sad, but she was laughing and smiling. Why was she laughing? She should not be smiling when she was sad. "No, I'm not crying. I just had… something in my eye."
"Fai does not want Masooma-chan to pretend Masooma-chan is okay. Fai knows Masooma-chan is sad so Masooma-chan should show it when Masooma-chan is sad… Did Nixon make Masooma-chan cry? Is that why Masooma-chan looks so sad? Even Masooma-chan's smile is sad."
"What makes you think Nixon was here?"
She looked almost scared now. Did Masooma think Nixon would hurt her if Fai knew Nixon was there? Fai would not let Nixon hurt her. Fai would not let anyone hurt Masooma. Because Fai was there, and he would keep her safe. And when Masooma was safe, she would not be sad anymore.
"Nixon made Fai sleep. Fai did not want to sleep because Masooma-chan was sad but the spell made Fai sleep and Fai could not wake up. And now Masooma-chan is sad but Masooma-chan is smiling. But Fai knows Masooma-chan is pretending to be happy when Masooma-chan is not. Fai knows because Fai used to smile like that. Masooma-chan's smile is pretty when she is happy. It is sad when Masooma-chan is not. Masooma-chan should tell Fai when she is sad."
"Okay Fai," She smiled her sad smile again, "I'll tell you when I'm sad then."
He felt bad because he could not make Masooma happy. Fai wanted her to be happy because he was going to keep her safe. Fai was not going to leave her alone. Ever.
"Fai wants to make Masooma-chan smile her pretty smile because Fai likes Masooma-chan's pretty smile. If Fai stays with Masooma-chan forever, will Masooma-chan be happy? If so, Fai will always be by Masooma-chan's side."
Masooma smiled again, a tiny smile, but it was a pretty smile even if it was still sad. It was pretty. Fai grinned. He made Masooma smile her pretty smile so she was not sad anymore. He felt his stomach rumble.
"Can Fai get something to eat? Fai is hungry."
"Alright," Masooma laughed prettily and Fai felt his heart soar, "let's go get some breakfast. But you will have to stay right next to me, alright?"
Fai nodded, taking hold of Masooma's hand.
"Fai won't leave Masooma-chan."
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Kurogane paused in the construction of the trap he was helping a group of the Magihidusi guards set up to watch the princess flitter by, looking rather tense from the set of her jaw and the coiling of her muscles. He watched her vanish from sight, hurrying after the lavender-haired girl, Violetta, towards the catacombs, resuming his work once she had vanished. Ten minutes later, she reemerged, this time, all by herself. Without sparing a glance in his direction, though looking a little more stressed out than before, she hurried towards the upper flights of the pyramid. Another fifteen minutes later she was once again heading towards the catacombs, Violetta having come up to greet her by the entrance.
Kurogane watched the princess make several more such trips as he worked on the trap- with each trip she looked more and more on the verge of having a meltdown. Kurogane knew she was worried about the kid and the upcoming attack and the possibility of the city being destroyed in the assault. He might have forced the princess to take the kid with her and head back to Clow, but she had confessed to not knowing how to travel through dimensions yet. It had surprised Kurogane in the beginning. After all, the princess was perhaps one of the most powerful magicians in all of the universes. How could she not travel through space and time when the very reason she had been targeted by Fei Wong Reed all those years ago was for that very ability of hers?
The princess had gone on to explain that even though her magic had the ability to bend space and time itself, she had not yet gained full control over it yet. She was still in the process of learning how to harness her powers completely. Part of the delay in her learning had been caused by the fact that she had forced her brother to teach her how to fight. Since she had not even known the basics, it had taken quite a lot of time and practice on her part to be at the level she was now. But her devotion to learning how to fight had cost her time she could have spent learning magic since she wanted to learn them both side by side. So what might have individually been accomplished in half a year would have taken her a year to do and what might have taken a year would have needed two.
Keeping all that in mind, it made sense that she had not yet reached the magical skill level needed to travel through dimensions. He had seen the guilt flashing across her face when she had told him that, softly explaining why they were all essentially stuck in that world. She had looked like she might be regretting her decision to force her brother into teaching her at the cost of her magical studies but Kurogane had waved it off, telling her not to fret over what could have been. She had to learn to pay attention to the present instead of dwelling over the past. What she had done was already done.
If she had not forced the king into teaching her, they might not have been able to get the mage out of that hellhole. So she should be happy she did what did. Had she known how to use the spell, they might have been able to get the mage and the kid away from the place since the Guardian could not leave and the Orcale would not leave and had the mage been in any condition to do so, he would have stayed to fight and Kurogane could not in good conscience leave the witch or that second idiot to face the upcoming battle alone. The mage would never have forgiven him for doing something like that and besides… Kurogane had been itching to get back at those bastards for what they did and repay them in kind.
His words of reassurance had calmed the princess down for some time that night.
It was a good thing Tomoyo-hime had taken back her curse when they had left Nihon before the face-off with Fei Wong Reed. She had known he would want to avenge his parents' deaths and that meant killing the bastard who took them away from him. Having the curse on him when he had already learnt the meaning of true strength would have been detrimental to the purpose of him going on that journey and so, giving him her blessings, she had sent him off again. Had she perhaps foreseen this in one of her dreams as well before she gave up her ability altogether?
He briefly wondered what his princess might be doing right then, if she was awake or dreaming, or praying and trying to keep all of Nihon safe from the Oni. Kurogane vowed to get the manju to take him back there when all this shit was done and over with. Maybe she might even have a cure for the Mage that no one else might have heard of, because Tomoyo was an insane genius like that. Her magic was powerful and her mind sharp. There was a possibility that his princess might be able to cure the stupid mage, so… once he beat the shit out of those hunters, they were going to go to Nihon.
As he watched the jade-eyed princess rush back and forth now, it was quite clear that she was at the beginning of what could only develop into an all-out panic attack. Shaking his head, he finally stopped the girl as she walked past him sometime after her tenth trip.
"You need to take a break, Princess."
"I can't. Nixon-san said the attack can happen in less than a day and there is so much work that needs to be done and I have to help defend the city because Tsubasa… Tsubasa… I can't let them take him back there." She cried helplessly, "I can't… I won't let them." She added a little more firmly as though suddenly remembering who she was.
"With the way you're going on, though," Kurogane pointed out patiently, glad to see that she at least still had some control over herself, "I bet you'll wear yourself out before morning."
When they had been travelling together, it had been the mage's job to look after the kids, seeing to it that they got enough rest and that they did not try and stress themselves out too much, but now that the blond was in no condition to do all that, Kurogane had to step up and take his place. No matter how grown up she looked now, she still had enough of that fourteen-year-old princess left in her to make Kurogane want to comfort her just a little.
"I'm not weak, Kurogane-san." The girl responded rather fiercely and Kurogane had to bite back a smile as he marveled at how far she had come in the past few years. Gone was the princess who wanted to be helpful in any way possible for the group of travelers and in her place was a young woman hell-bent on proving to the world that she would stop at nothing to protect what was precious to her. Just like the kid. She did not want people thinking her to be a weakling just because she was a princess, for even royalty carried their own particular brand of strength and Kurogane had played witness to it firsthand over the past few weeks.
After working her ass off for all those years, learning both combat and magic, she probably did not want him, of all people, at the very least thinking she could not handle what was being thrown at her. That showed that she still had to learn a few things since even the strongest of warriors needed time to sit down and recuperate. No one could keep on carrying on forever. But then again, stress played a major hand in her drawing that conclusion.
She was strong, Kurogane would never deny that. A heart like hers was a rare gem, capable of being compassionate and loving yet at the same time fierce and loyal and willing to do anything it took to keep what she held precious safe. An ordinary girl her age might have broken down and given up a long time back had she been stuck in her position, yet the princess kept on getting back up, no matter what life threw at her.
"I never said you were," he said, quirking a brow at her as he pretended to size her up, "Think you can prove that to me though?" For a moment or two, the girl seemed too shocked to respond. "How about you show me how strong you truly are, Princess?" he threw over his shoulder as he moved towards a tunnel that led to a smaller cavern somewhere off to the west of the city. The floor of this cave had been smoothed down with magic to make it suitable for guards wishing to train. Off to one side, it had targets set up that were capable of moving with magic. One third of the cavern was dedicated to a rather complex-looking drilling area and the remaining portion had been set aside as a sparring ground.
The Oracle and four of the highest ranking squad captains were going to spell the area and make it one giant booby trap that night. But it was safe for the time being, although all the guards had been ordered to clear it off already. Not that anyone would have headed in that direction when there was work to be done. Nixon had mentioned that he could devise a spell that would intercept the incoming hunters' portal and redirect it to that particular cave instead. The interception and redirection would be quite demanding on the blind man since the Oracle had estimated at least more than two hundred hunters coming to assault Magihidusi directly through that portal while others would try and break in through the ruins above their heads. From what he had caught of the blind man's explanation, the greater the number of people he had to redirect, the shorter the distance he could cover with the spell.
Kurogane thought these limitations to magic were rather stupid, because what was magic if it was bound by laws like everything else in the universe? Magic was supposed to be free of laws, but then again, even that Time Space Witch had limitations over what she could and could not do…so maybe…it all made sense to the magic users in some way. The fact of the matter stood that the Oracle was unable to redirect the portal outside the city on the surface so they had to settle for the next best thing.
"Come on, it will help relieve some stress." He coaxed the girl who finally jolted into action with a quick, determined nod of her head as she jogged after him to catch up. The mage had resealed his sword in his other hand when they had left Clow because the idiot still believed in the possibility of them being separated from the meat bun during their dimension hops and Kurogane would have been at a disadvantage without his precious Ginryuu because unlike his companions, the Japanese warrior possessed no magic whatsoever even if he could make use of his aura to strengthen his family's attacks (which would have been pretty useless to him without his sword).
The princess had learnt a similar sealing trick for her swords, though unlike the kid who clapped his hands to summon his sword or Kurogane himself who called on the image of Ginryuu to make it materialize in his hand, the princess summoned her weapons through the use of a magic circle. It had been interesting to observe her summon the weapons for the very first time right before they had gone out to scout Metropolis only days before. All magic was essentially the same, yet different people wielded it in different ways through different means. He wondered how he would have used magic had he inherited some from his mother.
Entering the tunnel, they were both enveloped in silence as though someone had muted out all sounds except for the tapping of their feet and their breathing, though the princess shattered it not long after they had stepped inside.
"Thank you for doing this, Kurogane-san."
"No problem, Princess." He responded with a small shrug, though he wasn't sure if she saw it in the dark. The only thing that guided their path was the light at the end of the tunnel. "I still haven't tested your skills and I promised your brother before leaving that I would." He had never made any such promise, though the king had indeed asked him to look after his sister. Making sure the princess knew how to defend herself was just one way of doing that, so it wasn't exactly a lie.
"I see." was all she said as they traversed the rest of the passageway in silence. They finally emerged in a well-lit cavern that was nowhere near the size of the cave the main city was located in but was still quite spacious. It was completely empty save for themselves as all the guards that used the area were currently helping out in one way or another to make sure that the magi were ready for the impending attack, or as ready as they ever could be given the short amount of time they had.
Closing his eyes, he summoned his sword, focusing on the now-familiar feel of magic tingling in the palm of his hand. The princess mimicked his actions, calling on her weapons: two short swords with gold hilts, inlaid with precious gemstones where twining vines bloomed into the flowers of her namesake. The blades were curved wickedly and gleamed sharply in the glow cast by the globe that hung near the roof of the cavern. They were proof of excellent craftsmanship and despite their deadly appearance they seemed to belong in the princess's hands. It was almost like they were forged just for her, which was probably the case.
Walking a little ways away from her, he took up a stance, the princess mimicking his motions, though she bent rather low to the ground, legs spread for better balance and her swords poised, one to strike and the other to defend. Despite never having sparred against one another, neither needed to say a word as they began to dance a deadly dance of screaming metal and gleaming blades.
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"Quit talking like you're going to die!" Syaoran was jolted awake by Masooma's angry voice, "I know you're not stupid enough to go and kill yourself. Not even over something like this…right?" Wondering who she was talking to, he tried to work out the crick in his neck.
Nixon's calm response answered that question for him as he stood up. Falling asleep leaning against the door had not been a good idea. Syaoran kept one ear on the conversation taking place in the next room while he massaged his neck with his hands and tried to regain some feeling in his numb legs. Thousands of invisible ants seemed to be crawling all over them. Resisting the urge to stay and listen in on what was being said, Syaoran figured he had already been eavesdropping far too much lately and it would be best to actually let people have their privacy. So he made his way back to Tsubasa's room, pausing before the wooden door to knock softly. Hearing no response from the other side, his pulse quickened at the thought of something being wrong as he hurriedly pushed it open and stepped inside.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he found Tsubasa asleep in his bed, his lackluster hair sprawled all over the pillow. Gently closing the door behind him, Syaoran walked over to his sleeping son, pulling up a chair to sit next to him as Tsubasa turned halfway onto his side, his legs uselessly lying right where they were. He wondered why he had felt so scared only moments before when he had not heard a response from Tsubasa and decided it probably had to do with the knowledge that Tsubasa had tried to end his life twice already. Maybe on some level, Syaoran was afraid he would try again and succeed.
Seeing the state of his son, Syaoran's heart filled with grief. Paralyzed from the waist below, he'd never be able to walk again. His precious little son, the child he had taught to fight and cook and read and write… the boy he and his beloved wife had raised together for the first seven years of his life, the boy they had taught how to walk… the boy he had sent off so many years ago to save the one he was destined for… he had been through so much. And he had not been able to do anything to help him…as if he had not struggled enough already.
Syaoran knew that his friends would all support Tsubasa every step of the way on his road to recovery- a path he had already set out upon- but it was not going to get any easier for his son from here on out. Masooma had explained how it was not possible to heal his injured spine with magic because the wound was too old. This was something he would have to live with for the rest of his life. Maybe some world might have a solution for this, but… that would mean their journey across dimensions would not be over once Tsubasa and Fai were well enough to travel. But what if… what if Fai never recovered? Would they have to leave the man behind in this world with someone who could take care of him while they searched for a cure for Tsubasa?
The way Fai had behaved last night… Masooma had said the magician's personality had regressed to that of a child because his mind could not cope with the memories he had stored in his head. An image of Fai flashed across his mind's eye, naked and bound as that silver-haired woman descended upon him, quickly replaced by another of him being lowered onto burning coals swiftly followed by another one of the blond man lying bleeding on that metal table, his chest carved open and eyes blank. Shaking his head, he tried to get rid of the pictures, trying not to stew in the guilt of his sheer helplessness. He had not been able to do anything for either of them. And now here they were, paying the price for it.
A tremor shook Tsubasa's body as the brunette let out a soft moan, drawing Syaoran out of his thoughts.
"Sa-Sakura…No…Stop…"he mumbled, reaching out towards something in his sleep. "Please, stop. I didn't mean it…wait…Please." Grabbing one shoulder, Syaoran shook him.
Tsubasa, wake up, son. You're dreaming.
"Sakura, please. Don't do it. Wait!" Syaoran shook him harder but it seemed as though Tsubasa was stuck in his nightmare, "Sakura, no!" Screaming out the princess's name, he shot up, eyes wide and chest heaving.
Tsubasa, it was a dream. Syaoran said in a soothing manner, trying not to startle him.
Bloodshot eyes turned in his direction, still glassy from sleep as he tried to recognize who was with him.
"F-Father? You're…You're here." A tint of relief colored his tone.
I am. He replied, offering the brunette a small smile.
"Sakura, she…she did it…" he cried in panic, as though suddenly realizing something was amiss. "She killed herself!"
Sakura-hime is fine. He said with a shake of his head. Tsubasa had been dreaming about her, then. And he had been worrying over her safety, which meant that he had atleast come to accept the truth about his friends. He would not fear them anymore. And from the looks of things, if all went well, he might even agree to seeing them in a day or two.
"No… I saw her do it." He insisted, "She-" he broke off, shoulders visibly sagging in what appeared to be relief, "it was a dream."
Yes. Syaoran nodded, offering him a bit of a smile.
Tsubasa did not return it, though, turning away in shame as he refused to meet his father's gaze. Sighing, Syaoran opened his mouth to speak when Tsubasa's voice made him pause. "I can't believe I almost made her kill herself… I loved her. I should have known better."
Blaming yourself for what has already happened won't make it any different. He wanted to say more but he held his tongue, somehow able to tell that the brunette did not want to talk. Half a minute later, Masooma was stepping inside the room with a wooden tray laden with a pitcher of fresh water and two bowls filled with some sort of broth. Fai followed suit like a lost little puppy.
"Good morning, Tsubasa, Syaoran. How are you feeling today?" she asked as she set the tray on the bedside table and moved to bring the wheelchair up next to Tsubasa's bed. Lifting up the sheets, she effortlessly moved Tsubasa to the wheelchair. It was maddening to see his son in such a weakened state, but the spirit knew that the medic was doing all in her power to help him recover.
"I'm fine." The brunette replied quietly as the witch hung the catheter on a small hook beside the armrest and started pushing the chair towards the bathroom.
"Little Puppy is lying." Fai spoke up as he settled down on the edge of the bed Tsubasa had vacated, "Little Puppy is sad."
"Give it some time," the witch said, squeezing the brunette's shoulder helpfully, "it will get better."
Tsubasa said nothing in return as Fai began to speak again. "Little Puppy is hurt. The bad people hurt Little Puppy like they hurt Fai. But Fai is fine now, so Little Puppy will be fine too."
Thanks, Fai-san. The blond merely smiled his goofy smile in response as Masooma and Tsubasa both vanished through the doorway. He heard the sound of splashing water, along with soft murmurs that sounded like Masooma talking. Syaoran sat where he was for a while, feeling a little awkward sitting beside Fai with nothing to say as silence enveloped the two of them, broken only by the sound of Fai humming. The blond busied himself with picking at threads in the bedspread, unraveling the embroidered patterns in the sheets.
Ten minutes later, Masooma was wheeling Tsubasa back to his bed, his clothes changed into a fresh pair of loose fitting trousers and a shirt that seemed to swallow him whole. As Masooma made to move him back into the bed, Syaoran hurried over to help lift Tsubasa out of the wheelchair. Tsubasa looked downright miserable and it wasn't just because of the dream he had had. It must have been hard for him, coming to terms with his invalidity.
Syaoran swore to himself, as Masooma picked up the bowl of broth and handed it to his son, that no matter what it took, he would find a way to help his son regain what he had lost. Even if it meant he would have to travel to the edges of the universes and back, he would find a way to heal Tsubasa.
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Kurogane called for a break once they had been at it for about an hour. The princess was good. Not as good as him, but what she lacked in skill with the swords, she somewhat made up for with her skill in magic. It was interesting to see her use magic to strengthen her attacks, though he doubted she'd be able to use this tactic with the hunters thanks to their magic-suppressing alloy. The princess was breathing hard as she doubled over, resting her hands on her knees to catch her breath. Pushing back her sweaty bangs with one hand, she looked over at him before her gaze travelled to the magical orb hanging from the roof. Her thoughts seemed to have wandered as she suddenly spoke up, her tone thoughtful and somewhat melancholic.
"How could they let all of this go on for so long?"
"Huh?" was the ninja's intelligent response.
"Those people in the city above…" she turned her searching gaze to him, "How could they just stand by and watch those Hunters do this to the magicians? I mean…I know that the war killed many people, but the losses were on both sides…and…so many were hurt but…that was over a millennium ago. Why are they letting all this happen now? What did the magi do to them now?"
"The hunters are considered protectors to the people who live above the surface." The Captain, Numero, was the one who answered her questioned as he walked out from the shadows of the tunnel he had been silently watching the pair spar from. Kurogane, of course, had been able to sense the man long before he had gotten there, thanks to his newly acquired sixth sense. "The war might be a thousand years in the past but those people still think of us as monsters. The hunters are there to protect them, or so they are all led to believe. They don't know what really goes on inside the Complex. And the hunters make sure that they will never find out about it. A few people mysteriously disappearing every now and then? The blame gets pinned on us and the hunters grow stronger with the support they receive."
"Which means there isn't much the magicians can do except hide." The princess nodded in understanding, her expression sad yet contemplative. "Fighting back would only result in unnecessary deaths."
"Deaths that we could easily avoid by staying out of their way, but…"
"Now they're bringing the fight to your doors." Kurogane grunted, "If it's a fight they want, you should give them one they'll never forget."
"But we'll still be putting innocent lives in danger." The captain pointed out quietly.
"Only if they ever manage to get to the catacombs." The ninja responded. "Which won't happen, since the Oracle has a plan and you've got one heck of a Guardian. You've got the traps and warriors willing to defend this place till their dying breath. Not to mention the princess and I will be helping out and the princess is pretty much a goddess in her own right."
"I did not say that I am not confident we can keep them away." The man shook his head, "But it is a little overwhelming to think that the hunters have succeeded in locating the last haven our kind has left. We've been safe here for so long…and for them to suddenly come knocking on our door…It just makes you wonder where we can hide if this place is not safe for us anymore either."
"Maybe it's about time you stopped hiding and started fighting back." Kurogane said gruffly, "The only reason those bastards have gained this much influence is because of your refusal to do anything about it. Lives will be lost, I don't deny that. But at least this way, you could get the truth out to those people on the surface. And some might even have the humanity to take your side."
"And maybe once they know what is really happening, the people above can stop the hunters. The magicians lose people to them even now, don't they?" the princess asked in her quiet manner. Kurogane knew it would not be as simple as the girl was making it out to be, since the hunters had a very strong position in the lives of the citizens of Metropolis and they would not be willing to give up that position without a fight, but who knew, maybe something might work out in the favor of the magi.
"It's not as easy as that, Your Highness," the captain replied, "the Shaman laid very strict rules in place when he concealed the city from the hunters. The council of elders is in place to ensure those rules are followed. Even if we were to try and do all that, the Shaman would not stand for it."
"Rules are meant to be broken." Kurogane said firmly as he pushed away from the wall he had been resting against, picking up his sword and sealing it back into his arm, "As for the Shaman, someone needs to put that bastard in his place."
It was all because of that bastard. The mage. That witch. They all lost so much at the hands of those monsters because that bastard would not let these people fight back. And even now…all they could do was wait for the hunters to come so that they could fight back. Who knew how many magicians had lost their lives and sanity at the hunters' hands over the years and how many more would continue to do so in the times to come. Someone had to teach that guy a lesson. Or at the very least, make him lift the restrictions he had placed on these people.
A/N: Tsubasa is now trying to come to terms with everything that has happened to him. Fai has sworn never to leave Masooma's side and it appears as though Kurogane is working on a plan to beat some sense into the Shaman's fat head.
As the time of the hunters' attack draws near, Masooma has to inform Syaoran and Tsubasa. Sakura finally gets the chance to ask Nixon about what is wrong with her as her condition becomes more prominent. The Shaman makes an appearance and one of the gang goes missing. All that and a lot more in the next chapter. Keep your fingers crossed and eyes out for the update.
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