《Master of Cards. *Reborn*》Chapter 30 : A conversation.
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Kael and Jonah stepped outside where Jonah passed Kael a cigar. Kael could see multiple figures that were hiding in the shadows. He felt something off about his shadow, the two of them were standing in the middle of the academy's open area. Kael watched as figure in black popped out of his shadow to light Kael's cigarette.
"You've trained your men well. I didn't realize that one of them was in my shadow." Jonah chuckled.
"Wanted to surprise you for a bit. The ones in our shadow are my two best officers. Loyal to me and fought to the bitter end when I woke up. They were in a dungeon. You just imagine how pissed I was." Jonah said as dark energy formed over his body. Kael smacked Jonah's head.
"Oww. What gives!"
"YOu want to kill your two best officers? Tell them to leave our shadow. They can't handle this much pressure." Jonah nodded as the two officers jumped out of the shadows.
"How's it feel being reincarnated?" Kael asked.
"Great I guess. I managed to avenge my parents. Killed my bitch of a sister. Saved my other elder sister who should have died in labour. Manage to stabilize her with a shit ton of mana. Found my wife that was of the kelpie race being alive. She's a summon along with my two kids. Then my other wife from when we were the Master Rebels who is now a gun." Jonah answered, he was smiling as he gestured to Kael.
"Yours?"
"That mess I made at Marchen? Turns out one of the Deities messed with my wife. Priestess of Water. Blood oath and used Irakil and Raizel as weapons to suppress the people. I killed her, then put her to rest into the oceans." Kael responded.
"Marchen should be glad.If it was your previous life as the Avatar of Destruction. You would have destroyed the entirety of Marchen without leaving a mark on it. Seems like you mellowed out."
"Rage is one thing. Revenge is another but most of the people are just innocent people who were doing what they can. I did kill most of them but I did see people who were worthy to lead the country in their soldiers." Kael remarked where Jonah tapped the cigar to ash it.
"Believe it or not. That country is rebuilding. Marchen even reached out to form a treaty with Baltokia. I recognized it was your handiwork by the images. That Avatar of Destruction... All you leave behind is ruin, but yet. You destroyed something other than the buildings. You actually destroyed a corrupted Royal Family and ended a fascist regime. Your destruction brought forth happiness to those people later on. I find it quite poetic. By the way, Allensphere? I've got to thank you. Turns out some of the people that went missing over there were slaves in Allensphere in their mines.I've got a lot to be thankful for, old friend." Jonah said as he put his hand on Kael's shoulder.
"If I knew that you had people there. I wouldn't have bothered being nice. I would have just killed them straight up. So I take it you have been visited by the Gods?" Jonah nodded.
"Yeah, Lucius came to say hello. Then I found out Lyosha is his Deputy God and looks like Lyosha's following the same rules as Lucius. Only taking whatever I offer. Lyosha was the God of Fall. The God of leaves, yet in actuality is the one who governs the darkness. Kinda ironic don't you think? I thought he was wind but nah. Just plain old darkness. I've been able to meet with many Adepts in my country and train them well. People look at me and go 'Oh he's just a kid' but when I catch on to their bullshit. They piss in my ear and tell me it's raining. Though I normally just set them on fire. I can't do that on earth. Too many regulations and I'd rather not be a dictator that just destroys shit like my entire family."
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"Well congratulations on breaking the cycle then." Kael said to Jonah as they both laughed.
"You up for a spar?" Jonah asked.
"Sure. I'm sure my students would want to watch too." Kael answered as they both headed to the special training arena. Jonah's men invited everyone to come and watch. They watched as Kael and Jonah took off their shirts. Stretching their necks, with Kael wielding Midnight Howl.
"Students of the Martial Arts class! You should observe Great Leader Jonah!" Kael shouted as Jonah was ready. He was doing baby jumps with his toes. The students marveled at Jonah's chiseled body that was full of scars. Surgical stitches and staples. It was like his body was someone's pet project but Jonah did not care. Kael's body had the scars he got from the horrors where he met Josephine but this was just how they liked it.
"Ready?" Kael asked.
"Ready!" Jonah replied. As the system counted them down from 10 seconds.
"Midnight Howl. Don't look down on this guy. I'll need to coat you in your element of wind for this."
"Master... He's barehanded."
"He's a CQC specialist with magic skills. His fists are like mountains if you're not careful." Kael warned as Midnight Howl understood what that meant. At 5 seconds Jonah's fists were coated with darkness.
"That's his element. He's not coating it with darkness his fists are one with the element." Kael said.
"0. Begin!" Kael and Jonah charged at each other. Where Midnight Howl made contact with Jonah's fist. The audience could see sparks being emitted from contact. Jonah shifted his body to the right, lowering his left hand that made contact with the blade. Readying his right arm for a jab to strike Kael. Kael was falling off balance but he managed to dodge that jab of Jonah by a hair. He felt his skin be scalded just from the brief after wind of the darkness. Kael headbutted Jonah back, turning with a roundhouse kick. Jonah stopped it, even countered the blade of Midnight Howl.
"Dispel my enemy." They both chanted as they both exploded. Leaving behind a cloud of smoke with Kael and Jonah leaping back to recover it. Kael looked at Midnight Howl.
"Master... You were right. He is a mountain... I could barely withstand his attacks. I'm sorry." Midnight Howl said as Kael sheathed the tachi and threw him to the audience stands. Where the audience looked at the amount of damage that Midnight Howl had suffered. The armor that it wore proudly was cracking.
"A martial artist when trained properly your fist can become even more dangerous than steel. When using the element you have mastered. It can even break weapons of your enemies." Jonah said to them.
"Ga-Eul!" The blade appeared by Kael's side.
"Ooh! We're fighting Mister Jonah! Please please please!"
"Yeah, I need you. Seraph Destroyer." Ga-Eul changed as she was instructed and returned to blade form as Jonah smirked.
"Good. Wait give me a minute. Honey!" Jonah said as they watched the barrier turn green, seeing the pale green skinned woman with hair that reached to the floor.
"Thanks." The woman blew a kiss to Jonah which Jonah blushed for a moment. Then seeing the two young adults beside her.
"Hey, I'm fighting in front of them. I can't embarass them okay?"
"Why did you think I brought this one as Seraph Destroyer!?" Kael shouted as he ran straight at Jonah.When their blades made contact, the audience could feel the shockwave from it. It was enough to shake the stadium. The dust within the stadium was blown away from where they stood. Kael swung his blade in a myriad of combos while Jonah took his time to parry and counter the attacks. It reached to the point the dust that was part of the ground had been grinded into fine powders. They were moving by the centimeters with each strike but they both were not going to let the other push them back.
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Kael swung the blade downwards to Jonah. Cracking the ground beneath as the audience took note of them both smiling. Their fight itself was different. The stadium was now bare of any dust or dirt. The ground cracked into peices that float in the air, as Kael threw Ga-Eul at Jonah, who slapped it aside. Only to see Kael reappear with the blade, swinging it upwards. Sending Jonah flying upwards. Kael flipped to fix his direction, springing off the ground upwards. When the blade met the first, another strong shockwave was felt by everyone on the ground. The ground was rumbling as they both landed opposite of each other.
Kael used his left hand, wiping any dirt or grime on the blade off. Jonah wiped the fist and mucus off his fist. They watched as Kael closed the right hole of his nose, then blowing the blood and mucus out from the other hole. Jonah raised his right hand as spears of darkness surrounded Kael. They were like sharks that were awaiting the orders from their master, circling Kael just to mess with him. Playing with him like a toy. Kael pulled out an Ace of Hearts. Showing it to Jonah. A bright light emitting from it. Cancelling the spears out where Jonah laughed loudly. Charging at Kael, throwing a fist. Kael ducked to dodge it, swinging the sword from the right.Jonah stopped it with his left hand. Kael took the opportunity to elbow Jonah's face. Dropping the sword as he threw another jab to Jonah.
"Not bad." They went into a brawl, Kael and Jonah traded blows. The students watched as teeth were chipped out of their mouths. Their bodies were swelling. Kael and Jonah were matching each other in their strength, like a mirror facing each other. Kael put a bit more strength in his kick that stopped Jonah dead in his tracks. Then a punch to the rib which recoiled Jonah back by a step. Jonah then tackled Kael to the ground putting his body weight over Kael's chest. Stopping Kael from wriggling away from Jonah.
"Extinction Blast!" Kael and Jonah shouted. A red light shined between them, followed by a loud zipping sound in the air. Another explosion that shattered the barrier. Kael and Jonah were then standing in front of each other where they were smoking cigars together.
Jonah turned to the students in the martial arts class.
"Tell me what did you understand from the fight?" Jonah asked, where the others murmured as if they were unsure of their answers. Yet a girl raised her hand first.
"Yes." Jonah acknowledged her.
"I noticed that in the fight your fists were coated with the element of darkness. Yet your body was able to withstand from strikes of the sword. I was also curious about how you were able to damage a Living Weapon like Midnight Howl." The girl spoke.
"Good observation. The theory behind that is body tempering. Martial artists use their entire body as a weapon. Kael." Kael then picked out a knife from his pocket.
"Ordinary knife. Not a living weapon or a weapon spirit." Kael informed them as they watched Kael slice his palm and they see the blood trickling out of it. Kael swung the knife at Jonah's neck which shattered.
"Body tempering is not for the weak. It has to be refined to a certain level to withstand it. I'm at Olympus Temper. Which is why to some weapons I am a mountain. Skilled swordsman will see my fists as the biggest threat because of the fact I've broken quite a number of blades. Sorry about that Midnight Howl."
"None taken. It is a valuable lesson for me, even as a blade." Midnight Howl bowed to Jonah.
"I can use every other element but I am more comfortable with darkness. This requires high aptitude. It can be done with other elements with varying effects. But I prefer darkness because the benefit is that my attacks leave my opponents with wounds that won't close easily." Jonah pointed at Kael's fists that were still bleeding and the one by his left trap and shoulder area.
"I also noticed that before any attack you would take in a deep breath of varying durations. Is there a reason?"
"Brilliant observation. You have good eyes. It's more of a habit. Because I prefer taking in oxygen and tense my body up during attacks. Sometimes it results to my butt cheeks clamoring a bit of my pants." Jonah spoke it out without any care in the world only to be elbowed by Kael.
"You can't say stuff like that. You're still a Head of State."
"Ah who cares. I'm with martial artists. I shouldn't give a shit about my status. When you step into a fight or a duel. Status and background goes out the window. What matters is how you fight. I'm originally a magician but I picked up martial arts because I did not have a knack for weapons. But in a fight like what we both just did. It's not about weapon or no weapon. It is about skill, discipline and creativity. I don't use magic against him because he can nullify my magic with his cards. But he has to be careful with which blade he uses because I can break them." Jonah explained to them.
"He's broken quite a number of my blades. If any of my sword classes went after you, you'd leave their weapons traumatized." Kael said where Jonah whistled away sheepishly.
"Oh you bastard. You did not think about it."
"Ah why so pissed?" Jonah joked with Kael placing his arm over Kael's shoulder.
"Hey I'm still injured." Kael complained.
Then they both saw their wounds healing themselves. Jonah pulled out a mirror out of nowhere and looked at his teeth, everything was back in its place.
"Ah.. I swear, you two. Every time it's always a brawl." They turned to see a lady hovering to their direction. Yep, that figure was the one that every woman wanted. The envy of women is what led to this lady to her death. She had the curves, she had the face, she had the hair. Bad hair days don't exist in this lady's book. She landed between Kael and Jonah. Using her arms to push them both aside.
"Heya Ciara." Jonah greeted where Ciara flicked Jonah's head, then smacked Kael's head.
"You doing alright Ciara?" Kael asked, where she just nodded.
"I turned my psycho stalkers and exes lose their manhood and womanhood. It's fine. Also crashed my ex-boyfriend's wedding with proof that he was a murderous scumbag. So I think I'm good." Kael and Jonah immediately grabbed their crotches. So did the people in the audience. Even Midnight Howl and Ga-eul.
"Hey, why so afraid?"
"Ciara. You can't just go up and tell people that. It makes them so jumpy!" Kael scolded her yet she just shook her head.
"You're nothing but a nag. But... I missed you guys." Ciara said as she hugged them both.
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