SmileRen - You could say; indescribable.

kenegi - According to voidharpy, it's impossible because if one switched his or her Djiin equip more than once in a battle. Even Sinbad could die from it.

voidharpy - Thank you! I'm glad I'm improving since I'm really doing my best. The word May-Sue is being abused, that's what I think too. It is kind of annoying when they say that my character is Mary-Sue since I have obviously written all her struggles and victories throughout her life. Thank you for seeing the opposite, I'm glad I have someone like you and I mean this, honestly. You're like one of the kindest people I have met, and I am not saying this because you're reviewing my stories. I appreciate your honesty and kindness. Really cute to see you all worked up. ;)

P.S. How come Sinbad could die from switching his Djiin equip? Kouen had done the same and he hadn't died from it..?

Guest - On the love department it will develop slowly on, and I'm still considering the many suitors for May. Have patience, my dear.

NoName (guest) - Thank you for your patience, my dear, and good luck with work! :)

JinHime - Thank you! I hear that a lot and it makes me really happy to see that I'm improving really well. Thank you for your support, I appreciate it immensely! I totally understand your side of the argument about the concept "Mary-Sue". I also think it's an overused term, but what can you do about it? But thank you once again for approving May's character. ;) That aside, I can also see why you think Sinbad and May can't be together-their personalities are too alike, but then again, sometimes it isn't that bad to have the same personality. We'll see how the love department will go since I haven't really thought about it. Alibaba and Morgiana are really cute together, but so is Alibaba and Kougyoku.

OwlfieOver - I'll try to stuff some MasrurxMay fluff in it-key word being try. :p

Sinbad's age: 29 years old

Ja'far's age: 25 years old

Masrur's age: 20 years old

May's age: 19 years old

Judar's age: 18 years old

Kassim's age: 18 years old

Alibaba Salujas age: 18 years old

Morgianas age: 14 years old

Aladin's age: 11 years old

Dear readers,

This will probably be the last chapter that I will publish. I have big tests coming in January and I'll need to concentrate on my studies only. So, until the 17th of January, which will be my last exam. I have made it much longer than usual, enjoy!

Everyone, good luck with studying and (an early) Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Much love,

Angelbloodlover

Pride of the Fanalis Clan

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By Angelbloodlover

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~ "Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they are."

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Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger.

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Chapter 22: Convincing Matters

I observed everyone, seeing confusion, hope and suspicion in their eyes. Unrest dwelled within the group and many were looking at Sinbad and Kassim, their questioning gazes lingering on their boss. Even Alibaba wasn't fooled by him, but I could clearly see that Sinbad meant well.

Stopping next to Sinbad who crouched down next to a bewildered Alibaba, looking calmly at him, I stared at the two. "Well then, if you want me to cite other reasons for joining, that's to stop the abnormalities of the world." The surrounding people became even more uneasy at his words, "You may be unaware of this, but, in recent years, the world has been struck by chaos. In particular, abnormalities mean wars, poverty, deepening discrimination. As King of Sindria, I am concerned about this problem. With a rising population of refugees and a blow to its economy, this country has suffered enough. This is why this time, I want to solve one of the abnormalities of the world, the civil strife within Balbadd. How does that sound?" He finished warmly, gentle eyes set on Alibaba.

"Don't be fooled by him! I won't be fooled...as a King how can he just commit himself to be our comrade! All you royalty and superior people are just bastards that trample on inferior people to survive! You're actually just eager for us filthy, poor and inferior people to die from starvation, isn't it? You just want to live your lives in luxury!"

I shivered at the crazy look plastered on Kassim's face and placed a comforting hand on him. "Be quiet." I spoke coldly, glaring at Kassim. "Sinbad may be an idiot, but he is an idiotic King who cares about you all." I blinked my eyes, wondering where that came from, and even Sinbad was eying me strangely. Once again, I was stupefied at my weird behavior. There were times when I understood who I was, but right now, I wondered what was going on with me. But then again, Sinbad had this aura that made you follow him and it was darn hard to ignore that seductive voice, calling out to you.

Before I could venture deeper within my thoughts, Ja'far was making his big entrance-his face sculptured in a tight, harsh demeanor, no single ounce of sympathy nor pity evident on his face. "Shut up." A cold, uncaring look was plastered on his face and I couldn't help but wonder what Ja'far's history really was since it still remained a mystery for all of us, excluding Sinbad. "You have no idea what Sinbad has gone through all this time. How much he had to sacrifice for others." He leaned closer, and when I narrowed my eyes, inspecting his sudden hand movement, I could have sworn I saw electricity cackling around a dagger, which was within his hand before Sinbad intervened, grasping the hand of his trusted advisor.

"Jafar, stop this."

Bewildered, Jafar blinked his eyes, "M-my apologies..."

Sinbad smiled warm-heartedly at him, shaking his head, "It's ok, Jafar, no need to apology."

Everyone was left stunned after this little occurence, and finally, Alibaba was agreeing to Sinbad joining the Fog Troupe. "Fine, I'll listen to you after May released Kassim!"

I sighed when Sinbad was looking rather expectantly, and with one click of my fingers, I sucked up the fire, feeling, once again, energized. Alibaba sighed in relief, supporting his childhood friend as he tried to stand up, being very careful of his burnt hands. "So, what do we do now?!"

"Thanks. So, you're willing to let me join?" Sinbad said, wrapping bandages around his hand, after nodding towards me in gratitude. "Then, let's not delay things Alibaba. Let's take immediate actions."

"A-actions..?" Alibaba repeated.

Sinbad continued explaining, a confident smirk plastered on his face, "We'll go to Balbadd Palace right now."

Alibaba choked on his spit from the sudden shock, not really expecting something so hastily like this. And dear Kassim was pouring more salt on the wound, spat, "Comrades, my ass! In the end you just want to hand Alibaba over to the palace!"

I sighed in annoyance, wishing I knew some kind of magic to make Kassim shut up. ...Yunan would know one. Ja'far wasn't happy with Kassim's words, a nasty glare sent his way, but Kassim remained fixated with Sinbad.

"That's not it. We're going there for negotiations." Sinbad turned his attention on Alibaba, "Alibaba, didn't you say before? 'I'll get the support from the citizens first, then I'll reveal my true identity before going to negotiate with Ahbmad.' Well, now's the time to take action." He placed the palm of his hand on his heart, "You've already succeeded gathering support. As a King I will testify your identity. You can reveal your identity to your people. This way you can use your status as leader of the Fog Troupe and as the third prince of Balbadd to negotiate with Ahbmad."

Alibaba looked down, his White Rukh fluttering in saddened agitation, "But..."

But Sinbad wasn't taking a 'no' for an answer, "Are you afraid that you'll not be recognized? Don't worry, you're truly a prince. Your father was an old acquaintance of mine. He's talked about you with me before." He nodded, as if to confirm his own thoughts, "I agree, you do bear resemblance to the previous King. You are without a doubt , Balbadd's prince. Therefore, don't you have a responsibility to bear?" I watched Sinbad weave his way in Alibabas heart, slowly on, but I could see that it was working. Sinbad truly was an enigma, a person I couldn't even describe. However, with all these good sides to this magnificent King, I was really frightened to see the pissed off Sinbad. Even though, I had said that I would fight him, hell, even kill him if he tried to hurt my beloved ones, I didn't know what his true strength was. It was also a good thing that he didn't know mine, but the 'not knowing part' was really the most foreboding part. Thinking about his hidden power made me tremble in suppressed fear, a cold sweat dripping down my back.

Truly, an unknown enigma...

"What do you say, Kassim? If the negotiations are successful, there will be guarantee for the lives of the slums. Isn't this what you hoped for?"

Sinbad's question remained unanswered and I shook my head, already knowing what was going on in Kassim's head. He was too damn stubborn to give up his pride to an unknown person. The life in the slums made him a cold-hearted person, not trusting anyone fully. Until now, he hated Alibaba, and the Black Rukh, which was shadowing his White ones, were increasing in an alarming rate. This was something that I couldn't stop, only Alibaba could. This fight had nothing to do with me.

Turning my attention towards said person, I noticed that he looked unsure, noticing Kassim's suppressed hatred towards the King of Sindria. Thankfully, Aladin interrupted him, "Go on, Alibaba, there is nothing to fear. You're a brave person, I know it." A reassuring smile was sent his way and I couldn't help but smile too. Aladin's happiness really was contagious.

After that, the major news about Alibaba being the third prince of Balbadd, and the leader of the Fog Troupe, circulated throughout Balbadd. Everyone knew that Alibaba Saluja would enter the palace to negotiate with Ahbmad, the current King of Balbadd. People gathered before the palace to wait for the result of the negotiation, entrusting all of their hopes for their future in it.

"Onee-chan, what do you think will happen?" Morgiana asked me unsure, shuffling closer towards me.

I frowned, not really knowing what to say. To know the future of this world was such a heavy burden, "Let's hope for the best."

She nodded, scrutinizing me closely with her beautiful eyes. "Are you alright?"

"Everything's fine, Mor-chan."

Aladin tilted his head to the side, regarding me carefully, but thankfully he didn't say anything. I knew he could see that I was uneasy, but he decided to let it go. Gratefully, I smiled warmly towards him. "You don't need to worry, Mor-chan, May-chan, Alibaba has this many citizens supporting him. There is no way he would fail. This is Alibaba we're talking about." And how right I was; everywhere around us where people cheering for Alibaba, their hopes, trust and happiness radiating from them. Only one small push would turn their world upside down, madness welcoming them.

I stiffened, feeling something heavy and dark coming my way. Clenching my fist, I peeked behind me and to my fear, I noticed Judar walking slowly towards the palace, an irritated look on his face. Shit! I had totally forgotten about this. Black Rukh clung to him like a leech and I shivered in disgust, wondering how he could live with it...

Retaining my calmness, I excused myself and ignoring their weird stares, I walked away from there as fast as possible. If Judar would see me, he wouldn't even hesitate attacking me, not caring about the innocent people awaiting their future lives. That was something Judar didn't give a fuck about. Without looking back, I ran for my life, the consequences too big to confront him, but sooner or later he would recognize me. Although, I'd rather have it later. As if now, Aladin must have seen Judar, the impact of his Black Rukh being too obvious. Sometimes it was a heavenly gift to know the future of the Kingdom.

So, I returned to the hideout of the Fog Troupe, waiting for the group to arrive.

The ruckus inside the Fog Troupe wasn't better, in fact, it was worse. The things they were saying were disastrous and really not helping with their current dilemma. Even if I would intervene, they wouldn't trust me, still viewing me as their so-called enemy. In that aspect, I gave up and in the place I did some meditating, way better than trying to convince them.

Finally, after an hour or two, Morgiana and Aladin returned. "Onee-chan, why did you leave so sudden?"

"I didn't feel good," I lied easily. Thinking about it made me shudder, meeting Judar wasn't on my agenda. "If you're here for Alibaba, then I suggest you should go to him."

Aladin frowned, "Did something happen to Alibaba-kun?"

Sighing softly, I patted his head, "Just go, Aladin." I nodded towards Morgiana and left the two. There were times when it felt like I was intruding upon their talks, like now, my instincts told me to leave those three be and find Masrur to chat a bit. No matter how hard I would try, I wouldn't be able to get that same bond as they do. I may grow close to them, even become close friends, but never would I have that bond, which those three (will) have.

Masrur wasn't hard to differentiate from the crowd of people, and neither was Sinbad nor Ja'far. You would have been blind not to see them. He smiled warmly towards me and I returned the gesture. "What's going to happen now, Sinbad?"

Sinbad rubbed his smooth chin, thinking, "I think it would be better to let the people know about the outcome of the negotiations."

"What if they reacted badly to the news?" Ja'far asked solemnly, "What if the situation would become worse?"

"The situation cannot get any worse than this, Ja'far." I replied dryly, crossing my arms, "It's on the point of exploding." A sigh of annoyance left my lips, "We have no choice but to tell them. Besides, it's better to tell them the bad news instead of letting them drown in their illusionary world."

"The people won't accept this easily..." Ja'far murmured quietly, eyeing the remaining members of the Fog Troupe subtly, all of them clustered in one group.

Sinbad regarded us calmly, "Whoever said we were giving up?"

"Huh?" Ja'far spoke dumbfounded, wondering if he heard right, "There is nothing you can do about it, Sin."

Only two words, but what a difference they made. Sinbad really had a way with people, "Watch me."

After those two words, Sinbad beckoned me to follow him while Ja'far and Masrur fetched the close trio. "May, do you also have that bad feeling?"

I hummed in response, leaning against the wall as we waited for the group to reorganize. "I have a feeling that this is only the beginning. Who knows what will happen after this..."

"Yeah..."

We remained quiet, both sinking within our thoughts and both hoping for the best. Until finally, Alibaba showed up with an expression that literally crushed my heart, "Sinbad, are you really sure about this?"

He remained firm, his eyes fixated with Alibaba, "I'm hundred per cent sure about it."

"I really think we should consider our other options...," Anything would be better than watching Alibabas resolve perish quickly.

Startled, I blinked my eyes in confusion when Sinbad placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, "Have faith, May, the end will only come when one has lost all hope to continue."

I swallowed loudly, wondering why Sinbad had this soothing aura around him-it felt as if I could trust him with anything, as if my darkest secrets would be kept safely within his mind. Before I would do something rash and idiotic, the connection broke, thankfully, and Alibaba stopped near us. Almost, I almost wanted to confide all my secrets to this man. How absolutely horrifying to know that Sinbad could make me react like that. A shuddering breath escaped my lips and I kept my distance from him, standing next to Masrur.

No matter how many times I told myself to watch out for Sinbad, the impact always rendered me like a pathetic girl. Clenching my fists from shame and anger, I bit my lip. Sinbad was and will remain someone where a need to take precaution was dangerously important.

Masrur, having sensed my stress, placed his hand on my shoulder, but this time the touch didn't make me feel unnecessary things, only a feeling of calmness. Smiling softly, I placed my hand on top of his. "No need to worry, Masrur-kun, I just have a lot to think about."

"If you need anything, I'm here." With a gentle squeeze of his hand, he turned his attention back to Alibaba, but I knew that his attention was more focused on me.

Ja'far pushed Alibaba lightly towards the crowd, and an uncomfortable silence ensued, which made Alibaba even more jittery than normal. On top of that, he was the bringer of bad news. Even I would feel less inclined to stare into those hopeful eyes, expecting nothing but good news... "Everyone, let me say this straight. The negotiations today have failed. The opposite party has completely rejected our offer. The differences between us and the military are already a decided reality."

Restless and shocked beyond belief, many of the members dropped their shoulders, a defeated look on their face. But when they were on the verge of losing all ounce of hope, Sinbad interrupted their desperation which was clawing its way out. "What do you mean by 'it's over'? To begin with, for what reasons did you even fight for? To escape from poverty, to feed your family, or you may not even have such a noble goal at all." Sinbad took a deep breath, "However, for all your reasons, after all those acts of theft, for the first time today you've had a negotiation with the King face-to-face," His expression became serious, encouraging, "You guys, towards the people who mistreat you, for the first time, today, finally, haven't you protested from a dignified position?!" Louder and louder, "Remember the reasons for your actions! Don't forget it! Is there still anyone down there thinking that it's the end today?!" No one objected to his words, in fact, it made them stronger, rekindling their hopes and fighting spirit. With a satisfied nod, he crossed his arms, "Good. If that is so, I'll lend you m strength. I'll defeat whoever they'll send and if you're chased out of this country, I'll accept you as my citizens."

I knew that Ja'far was whispering that Sindria wouldn't be able to take anymore citizens for fear of an economic problem, but Sinbad waved his worries aside, "I'll take care of those kind of things! The world is filled with many unreasonable things. Admitting those who suffer from such, that's the reason why my country was built."

The way Sinbad spoke, the way he acted out, the way he encouraged these people-all of it, was something I admired. He may be dangerous, but he was frankly one of the purest people I had ever met, White Rukh fluttering all around him. Immediately, the people surrounding him started to laugh-joy and peace within their hearts. "If you give him a chance May, you'll see that you'll be surprised by his personality."

"I'll give it a try, but I can't promise anything."

He inclined his head in acceptance, "The final decision will remain with you."

Before I could give him a proper response, I felt a freezing chill, one that was very familiar, toofamiliar. I didn't dare to speak up for fear that he would recognize me, but sooner or later, he would notice me. I was already dreading the moment, and taking a deep breath, I prepared myself for the vicious onslaught that would come any moment. Poking Masrur in his side, pointed upwards, "We have an uninvited visitor."

He nodded, and shifted his feet slightly, also preparing for any incoming barrage.

Slowly on, I collected trickles of Magoi, not wanting my surprise attack to become useless when the need to do so would arise.

Judar, ever the obvious one, yelled on top of his carpet, "Hey Sinbad!" And to my annoyance, his carpet descended and Judar landed safely on the ground, unfortunately. "Hey stupid King, what are you doing here?" Inwardly, I cursed my luck and shuffled closer to Masrur, using him as my shield, something that he didn't miss either but decided to let go for more pressing matters.

"Judar, were you sent under Ahbmad's orders? Or did the Kou empire send you?" Sinbad demanded seriously, not wanting to beat around the bushes.

Beaming brightly, Judar laughed softly, "No, no, it's not like that! To tell the truth, those things don't matter to me at all!"

"What are you planning to do with this country?"

Judar spoke mysteriously, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't have a single bit of interest about all those things about the economy that the old man talks about." He scratched his hair, "Sinbad, you should know right? What I truly like," Darker, with a sadistic smile, "...is war."

His gaze left me stunned and I could only feel those treacherous Black Rukh latching itself to the White Rukh and leaving nothing but a feeling of despair and dread. Clenching my fists, I squeezed my eyes shut as many horrible images popped up my head. There wasn't a day where I didn't feel this compressing guilt, gnawing on my consciousness. In an instant, the haunting images disappeared and I felt calm.

"May..?" A deep, baritone voice asked worriedly.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself clutching my stomach tightly, trying to oppress that horrendous feeling. "I-I'm sorry.." I breathed out, quickly wiping the tears away, which were on the verge of trickling down my cheek. When I scanned the crowd better, I found, to my relief, that Morgiana hadn't seen my (almost) breakdown. To be precisely, no one, but Masrur has seen my unfortunate collapse. "For a moment, I lost control..."

Masrur narrowed his eyes, "Once this is all over, we'll need to talk."

I gulped.

When Masrur was like this nothing would stop him to reach his goal. To my astonishment, one of his arms was draped over my shoulder, "Masrur-kun, I'm fine, really."

He ignored that statement and kept staring at Sinbad and Judar, eyes focused. Inwardly, I smiled and enjoyed the warmth from his body. At times, he could be such a sweetheart-I had almost forgotten that part of him, the caring side. Shaking my head and concentrating on the sudden intruder, Judar, I frowned in displeasure as he kept talking about war, blood and death.

"The Kou empire is strong! Having countless of soldiers, Dungeon Capturers as generals, and even Dungeon monsters as part of the army!" Judar lifted his fist in the air, laughing like a madman, "Aren't they awesome?!"

"You.." Sinbad said through gritted teeth, his anger rolling off him in waves.

I sighed at Judar's way of acting-didn't he know that his offer didn't sound very tempting, in truth, the opposite was happening.

"Oh, you shouldn't misunderstand! The one whom I want to work together with most is you, Sinbad! I just can't stand the emperor of the Kou empire~! That's why you should cut it out and partner with me in attaining world domination." Judar stretched his hand out towards Sinbad, waiting for him to accept the offer, which didn't happen at all.

Annoyed for the rude interruption, Sinbad replied coldly, "I have repeated myself countless times already. I won't be your puppet, Judar."

Judar turned around, pointing to the many people filling the Fog Troupe's hideout, "Then again, who are these bunch of people? Gathering in droves..." Then his eyes connected with Aladin, and I watched as he tilted his head to the side-cutely though-"Hmm, who's this guy?"He averted his attention towards Sinbad, "Hey Sinbad, the Rukh around this guy is weird. Who is he exactly?"

Sinbad's Rukh was frizzled, wild and very unsure, but in the end, he answered, "...he's the same as you, a Magi."

Frankly enough, telling Judar that Aladin was a Magi, just like him, wasn't a very bright idea... He exploded in bewilderment and slight nervousness, "What-?! This chibi is a Magi?!" He shook his head in denial and leaned closer to the startled Aladin, scrutinizing him, "No way!" Disgusted, he scrunched his nose and straightened his back, "Magi are supposed to be amazing beings! When Rukh was sent out to change the world, they were considered the strongest magic users with the largest amount of Magoi in the creation of the world! That's Magi!" He focused his attention back towards Sinbad, "How can you tell me to accept the fact that there are other Magi besides myself?"

With crossed arms, Sinbad answered, "...precisely because he is a Magi, you even responded to him."

Then, the tension evaporated as quickly as it came, and Judar was smiling brightly, fake, "Hello chibi, I'm Judar, you are?"

Ever friendly Aladin replied, "I-I'm Aladin."

Suddenly, Judar stretched his hand towards Aladin, as a sign of good will, "So you're Aladin, as fellow Magi, let's get along from now on." My eyes narrowed in fury as I Judar's outstretched hand turned into a fist, and then it collided with Aladin's eye. I froze, eyes wide and in disbelief at Judar's distasteful act and he even had the nerve of insulting Aladin. The poor boy staggered backwards, clutching his eye tightly from the blinding pain. "Are you saying that this slow guy is a Magi like me? Sinbad, don't tell me you've decided to abandon me to work together with that guy...?"

While Sinbad was shouting at Judar's revolting act, I ran towards Aladin, helping him as he tried very hard not to cry out from the pain. I knew it was stupid to let Judar see me, but I couldn't stand idly and watch as Aladin was punched in the face by an egotistical maniac.

"Then, that's fine, but if you really are a Magi, you should have a candidate to be King by your side right? There should at least be one or two. Come on, chibi, call out your candidates!"

It was a good thing I had freed my hair from my usual ponytail, as it was a perfect way of hiding my identity for now.

Aladin could only stare dumbfounded, which Judar interpreted the wrong way. "Are you ignoring me?" Lifting his chin in defiance, he continued, "whatever, I'll just find him by myself." For a moment, he looked down, but the instant he looked up, his eyes glowed ominously and then, "I've found you!"

I blinked my eyes, confusion taking over when I watched as Judar pointed towards Alibaba, "I seem to remember you! You're that guy who was bullied by Ahbmad earlier today!" An amused grin took over his face, "You looked so horrid then. I saw you scream at the top of your lungs, but you were treated like nothing, and you even cried in the end when you were called maggot," He snickered, mocking him as a Prince and as Aladin's King Vessel, "Really! You're such a useless guy!"

Aladin, stumped by this revelation, and then remembering Judar's mocking, stood up, "He is not useless! Alibaba is not useless at all! Because I know it! He knew right from the beginning that he may not be recognized, but for the sake of others, he put aside his fears to do something no one has dared to. He is a brave person!" He defended his first best friend.

Before Alibaba would hit the ground, I caught him, and handed him to Morgiana, "Start evacuating the people here," When she hesitated, I added, "Now! The evacuation started in a snail's pace, but that wouldn't be a problem at all. If the need would arise, then I would happily join the fight.

Sinbad yelled, demanding the fight to stop, but Judar smirked in animalistic pleasure, wanting to prove everyone that Aladin was the weaker one by destroying his pride as a Magi. "Shut up, Sinbad. This is a fight between Magi. Normal people have no right to interfere. Anyway, it's not like you can stop me. I've seen it just now, you don't even have a Metal Vessel on you now!"

Sinbad glared at Judar and averted his attention on his faithful companion, and one of his Eight Generals, "Masrur!"

"Understood!" As quick as a tiger, Masrur charged towards Judar, who was activating his Borg, like a safe cocoon. When the hit collided with the Borg, a giant crack appeared, but it became smooth once again. With an elegant back flip, he took his place behind Sinbad, "As I thought, we can't use our Household Vessels now."

"Damn it," Sinbad cursed, gnashing his teeth from the frustration. His eyes locked with mine as I helped the people to escape from this place. "May! Stop him!"

Nodding, I called forth my Magoi, however, time seemed to slow down when Judar aimed his wand towards Aladin, Alibaba and Morgiana

"Let's start firing off Magoi!" Judar screamed in madness, and started shooting Magoi like nothing. "Come on, chibi, show me what you got!"

I saw red, heartbeat heavy, sweat dripping down my temples, quickening of my pulse. Enormous power, contained within me, escaped brutally and I screamed, "Demon of Passion and Sensuality, hereby I call out to you, embody my will and bring forth power beyond imagination!" Scorching, hot fire licked my body and my body fused with Aim, the changes becoming apparent. With Aim's almighty sword, I destroyed the shooting Magoi from within. "Don't you dare to touch the people I care for, Judar!"

Judar's eyes widened from recognition when he noticed my fierce, protective stance as I hovered near the trio like a protective mother. "You!"

Glaring at him, I snarled icily, "I see you haven't changed a bit, Judar."

Then, he smirked sadistically, "My, my, May, at first I didn't know what you were, but now," His lips curled upwards and through his lashes, he peeked at me, "...I know what, or should I say, who you are." Tension escalated to the point where all the air was compressed tightly, and you were trying to flee this scene, at all cost. Judar laughed loudly, gripping his wand tightly and I prepared myself for the worst, because this was Judar after all, nothing nor no one would stop him from getting what he wanted. But, what I feared the most was Judar's knowing look-what did he know that made him look at me like that?

Not knowing things was awful.

I only hoped that I would survive this-after all, this would be my first fight against a Magi, and something in the back of my mind told me that I shouldn't hold in and give all I had.

If it was a fight Judar wanted, then a fight he would get.