《Master of Cards. *Reborn*》Chapter 6 : Oh ho, threatening me?
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Kael was back at home when he got a call.
"Hey, Kael. It's Tony. Look I got some word that Patriarch Flare might need your help soon. Turns out the Corazon family challenged the Flare family to a duel. The kind of duel we call the Settlement. I think you'd know what it means. The Corazon family's bringing the 18 Blades Sect, the one you trashed the other day. They're calling for you to make your appearance. The Patriarch has a few Adepts that are working with him and things aren't looking too good. They got trashed really badly."
"Tell Patriarch Flare that I'm heading there now." Kael said as he went out of his room.
"Hey, big bro? Where are you going?" Kael turned to Ren, petting his head.
"Just going to go help out a person I owe a debt to. You going out with mom, dad and Jenny right?" Ren nodded.
"Okay, stay safe okay?" Kael said to them where Ren waved him goodbye.
"Ice Reaper, Black Ivy, Viento, Blitzer. Take care of my family."
"As you command." Kael headed out of his house where a car appeared by his side.
"Master Kael?" It was one of Flare's men.
"What's going on?"
"Master Flare was hurt in a fight, he was fighting against the Corazon family at the Pavilion. It was supposed to just be a Settlement match but it seems the Corazon wants to kill the Flare family. They've also taken the Young Lady hostage." Kael felt his blood boil as he got into the car.
"Drive as fast as you can."Kael said as he thought about the blades to use for this fight. Ga-eul? Baihua or Kuro Hana? Ga-eul was the Jikdo that Kael had carried, a blade that was known for its resilience. Between his four swords, Ga-eul's durability was what set it apart. This was a blade that could break through diamond, mytril or even specialized alloys. Many blunt force weapons that faced Ga-eul were able to withstand it.
Kael brought out Ga-eul and he was sharpening it with a whetstone.Taking his sweet time to sharpen the blade.
"Oh, master. You really know how to treat your blades right." Kael heard Ga-eul's voice, she must have just woken up.
"Hello, Ga-eul. I hope you had a good rest."
"I did master. You always pamper the four us so much." Ga-eul said, even having a slight mewl at the end of her sentence.
"We will always be by your side, master. "Kael heard the voices of all of his weapons. Kael sharpened Ga-eul. Kael's weapons were unique in the sense that they were living weapons but there was also another distinction that separated them from other living weapons. They each have a title that was special to them. When Kael uses that title, the restrictions of their powers are lifted and they fight at their full power.
The four that he carried were the ones who followed him from the beginning. From when he was the weak Kael who had been reincarnated. Ga-eul,Kuro Hana, Baihua and Banshee. They were four weapons that no one wanted, abandoned and rejected by many experts. Saying they were too temperamental. Yet Kael was able to bring the fullest potential out of them.
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They arrived at the pavilion, where Kael stepped out. This time, he was going to have all four of his swords by his hip. Wearing merely a pair of slacks with a black shirt, Kael had the four swords tucked at his hip.
"Does the Flare family not have any more challengers?I didn't think the Matello had nothing to offer. If this is the strongest that you have then I must say I am sorely dissappointed." Kael heard the voice speak up, seeing Patriarch Flare who was injured on stage with a blade to his throat.
"Forget it, I might as well just kill you and your daughter. Of course if you have anyone that can kill me!" Kael walked towards the battle ring. Noticing Blake and her father in the crowd, including Patriarch Webster.
"Ho? A young boy. Now why are you in the ring? Do you want to apologize and bow down to me? The Great Marcus of the 18 Blades?" Kael did not pay attention to the boastful swordsman, he went over to help Patriarch Flare on his feet.
"Master Kael?"
"You could have asked for help. Tony informed me of this."
"I... I did not want to trouble you... You wished for anonimity." Patriarch Flare said as Kael brought Patriarch Flare to his family, then watching Patriarch Webster help the wounded Patriarch Flare to the sidelines.
"Kael... Are you sure?"
"It is not about being sure, Patriarch. It is about paying debts." Kael said as he turned to the boastful Marcus who wielded his pair of machetes.
"Don't tell me your name, you're just another notch on my belt anyway. Are you feeling scared kid?" Kael then placed a cigarette to his lips and lighting it up. His left hand held Ga-eul in a reverse grip, waiting to draw.
"Ready to go?" Kael asked.
"Yep." He heard the four swords reply.
"What, you're asking me? I've always been ready!" Marcus shouted.
"I wasn't talking to you." Marcus scorned at Kael's remark, vanishing from sight. Then circling Kael with high speed. Forming illusions of multiple body doubles in the fight. They pounced at Kael at the same time, where they watched how the blades phased through Kael.
"What?!" Kael was standing by the other side of the ring with Ga-eul drawn. He swung the blade towards Marcus, where Marcus noticed the blood on it.
"How did yo-" Marcus could not finish his sentence. They watched how he was reduced to a skeleton just from the strike itself.
"I didn't need to waste too much of time. Challengers from the Corazon family and the 18 Blades Sect. My name is Kael Webster. I was the one who killed Lori Corazon and the 18 Blades Disciples that worked with him. Do not waste my time." Kael said as the elder members of the 18 Blades Sect took the stage.
"So you were the one who has killed our young disciples... You are someone who has potential. Yet, I see it wasted in the hands of the Flare family. Tell me, who is your master?" One of them spoke to him.
"Am I supposed to answer?" Kael asked as he whiffed his cigarette. He felt movement coming from the right, a sword was being thrust to his head. He stopped it with his fingers, seeing the masked disciple. Where Kael pointed his left finger gun. Raising his thumb, then striking down like a hammer. The disciple turned into powder right before their eyes, the clothes and mask remained. Yet the powdered form of the corpse was blown away by the cruel wind.
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The elder rushed at Kael with a sword, swinging it at him repeatedly. Kael merely stood still, but the attacks. None of the elder's attacks were striking Kael.
"Don't waste your time. Come at me all at once." The other elders stepped up to the ring.
"You arrogant fool. Don't blame us for being ruthless! For your insolence we will kill you and your family!" Kael laughed at that line by the 18 Blade Sect Elder. His laughter was like an omen to the destruction.
"Do you understand what that means? To threaten another Adept's family? Let me ask you again. Are you sure you wish to stand by those words? Because by the end of this fight. You will perish but I will also destroy your entire Sect as penance for making such a remark. In the ages of old. Adepts were careful to not say such words so carelessly. To kill an Adept in a duel is honourable. That is all it means. To threaten another Adept's family, it also means that if you die. Your family and your Sect will pay penance by blood. For blood is to be paid in blood. As Elders of the Sect. You must be sure of what you said." Kael's voice was like an omen, and they just ignored it.
"I stand by my words." The Elder said which Kael then threw the cigarette aside. Kael drew Kuro-Hana with his left hand and taking Baihua with his right. He took a deep breath as the 20 Elders charged right at him. Kael took the blows head on, they had a bit of strength. His feet skidded as a result of the attack.
"Just a cocky brat. He dares to-" They turned to see one of their Elders having their skin peeled off during the fight. Then turned to another who had his body rearranged, another Elder had his spine slashed out from his body. Leaving him flat like a jellyfish. Kael's silence was enough, he was no longer ready to negotiate. he was going to make their deaths slow. Another elder had his entire face peeled off. Kael's swordsmanship in this moment was not to kill. Killing them too easily was far too kind, he was going to let them experience torment.
They tried to attack him, yet their strikes phased through him. Kael was like a ghost, he was there visually but physically? Physically how can it be explained that their attacks missed the Kael that was seen to be in front of them? Another Elder had watched his arms be cut off, leaving them as skeletons. One by one, the Elders did not experience a quick death. They were suffering, but in reality. They stood still and Kael was walking past them. Screaming, falling to their knees. Their minds were living in the injuries that Kael has made it.
Kael snapped his fingers. The Elders were fine, they were back to normal. They turned to Kael who was behind them, he smiled at them and they exploded. Painting the gray battle arena with their blood as a fresh coat of paint. Kael turned to the other 18 Blade Sect members that readied their blades, Kael drew Kuro-Hana first. Three swings, then sheathing it for Baihua. Two slashes with Baihua, then swapping to Ga-eul. Four diagonal swings, sheathing it and then taking out the Banshee Saber with one horizontal strike.
The members of the 18 Blade Sect tried to move, they had their entire flesh stripped away from them. Leaving them nothing but skeletons stuck in their motions.
"The 18 Blades Sect!? They...They're... They're all dead!?" A Corazon spoke to them. Where Kael could see women, children and elderly among them.
"If you have any other challengers you want to fight against me. You can try." Kael said.
"Master... We've found threats against your family. We've interrogated them. They are said to have come from the Corazon family." Ice Reaper appeared beside Kael, floating behind him with the bodies of the soldiers sent by the Corazon family. Kael readied his blade as he was going to slash the Corazon family.
"MASTER!" The voices of his weapons stopped him.
"You're letting your anger take too much from you. You've never fought with anger. Your calm is just as important master." Kael let out a sigh then he sheathed Kuro Hana.
"Corazon family. This is my only warning. If any of your associates go after my family. I will slaughter you all. Be it woman, be it child, be it elder. Anyone with Corazon in their name shall be killed. Patriarch Flare, as this is a matter between you and them. You are free to deal with it as you please." Kael said as he turned to Tony who passed a cigar to Kael.
Tony then lit up the cigar then clapping to Kael's win. The others did the same, soon an echo of claps to Kael where he stepped down from the battle arena. Having blood over his clothes, Kael then turned to Patriarch Webster, then seeing Blake and her father.
"Kael." Blake called out.
"I wasn't the one who rescued you." Kuro Hana unsheathed itself then appearing as a woman in a kimono.
"She was the one who rescued you." Kael said where Kuro Hana curtised to Blake. To which then they see Ice Reaper floating above Kael, where he scratched the chattering skeleton's head.
"Thanks Ice Reaper." Kael said.
"You are welcome master. I will return to your family's side." Ice Reaper vanished.
"From now on people of Matello We serve at Master Kael Webster's wishes. Take note of the Master who had just defeated the 18 Blades Sect and who has shown us his prowess. We of the Flare Family shall swear our loyalty to Master Kael Webster!" Patriarch Flare declared as people began to bow to Kael.
"Patriarch Flare. I will leave things to you. If the Corazon family swears loyalty to me. Then you let me know." Kael then turned as one by one, the influential figures of Matello began to introduce themselves to him.
"Keep things under wraps. I don't like to stand out." Kael said as they watched him vanish from their sights.
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