“Luke, you sure you wanna do this?”

A man in the shadows asks. Luke nods.

“Yes, father.”

The man was none other than the father of Luke Inach.

“You might lose your arms in this fight. Do you still want to fight the finals? Are you not afraid of that?”

Mister Inach asks.

“Sir Klan Inach, look right into my eyes and tell me, does it look like your son is afraid of anything?”

Luke smiles at Mister Inach or whom he calls Klan with that determination in his eyes, “If anything, I am afraid of losing the person who made me who I am right now.” Luke looks at his fist and clenches it, “He personally trained me even though I had no talent. He trained everyone’s training schedule everyday but for me, he never changed his schedule. He always wanted to train me with all his heart.” Luke looks at Klan and opens his arm summoning a pole in front of him.

“I want to fight this final. Not because I care about me, my reputation, my life, or anything like that but only for my teacher who has made me into the person I am today.” Luke says.

Klan keeps his hand over Luke’s head, “You have grown kid. You go give them hell.” Klan says with a smile. Luke nods and runs away.

Klan watches as Luke enters the arena.

“You sure let him go.”

A familiar figure meets up with Klan and lights up a cigarette.

“Hey Sam, it’s been some time.”

Klan looks at Sam who is smoking while sticking to a corner.

“Sometime? It’s been a long time. I haven’t seen you since that time.”

Sam says as he looks at Klan.

“Tell me, is the thing that my son became...Is it the same thing that Amy had become?”

Klan asks Sam.

“I don’t know.”

Sam replies to Klan.

“You were there, right? That time when Amy was killed? Even your brother was there, wasn’t he? Yet, why does your brother act as nothing happen?”

Klan asks Sam.

“I don’t know.”

Sam replies to Klan’s questions with a blank ‘I don’t know’.

Klan holds Sam’s collar who is smoking a cigarette.

“SAM YOU HAVEN’T DONE IT HAVE YOU?!! YOU HAVEN’T PERFORMED THE TABOO RIGHT?!”

Klan screams right in Sam’s face.

“I don’t know...Maybe...”

Sam looks at Klan. There isn’t a shade of emotion on his face.

Klan bangs Sam right into the wall.

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY PRINCE?!!!!”

“I don’t know...”

Sam keeps on replying with blank answers.

*Smack*

Klan crashes his fist right into the wall next to Sam.

“If that’s the case...WHY DOESN’T HE REMEMBER ME?! WHY DOESN’T HE KNOW WHO I AM?!” Klan begins to tear up.

“I don’t know...”

There wasn’t anything Sam said other than repeating the same three words over and over again.

XXXXX

I make it to the match just in time. I look at the four people representing my team and drop down quickly.

“You are late, Sir Dan! Where were you?!”

Izumi scolds me.

“I am sorry! I was stuck in traffic.”

I join my hands and ask Izumi to forgive me.

“I see that all the finalists are here for the final big match.”

It’s Ulric who is commentating on the match again. I look at him flying in the sky without any support. That’s most probably flight magic that he is using.

“I gotta say, all those people are quite intimidating.”

Jack says. What he is saying is pretty true. All of those guys are giving out one hell of a deadly aura.

“This doesn’t look good.”

Horrell says as she holds onto her skirt.

“Sir Dan...”

Elena holds my shirt. I can see the dread on her face.

We all are ready to battle here but no one seems to be confident enough to start the battle.

“It’s time that we begin our final round everyone.”

Everyone watches us carefully. After all, it’s gonna be a huge final.

“Sorry guys! I am late!”

I look behind us. Luke is approaching us.

Luke jumps in front of us, “I am here!”

Luke sticks his pole in the ground.

“Luke you are injured, go and-“

“Oh come on Izumi, let me fight. We have an important match on our hand and I am sitting out of this. Hell Nah! I am fighting this match, whether you guys like it or not.”

Luke smiles brightly. It’s almost as if the shining bright spirit of the sun entered our team.

“ALRIGHT YOU BUFFOONS! WE ARE WINNING THIS ROUND WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT! MARK MY WORDS! SIR DAN SHALL STAY IN THIS SCHOOL AND HE ISN’T LEAVING US WHATSOEVER!”

Luke takes his stance by bashing the pole into the ground, stretching his legs, and holding the pole like it’s a cue stick of a pool game.

XXXXX

“Did he just call us buffoons?”

John the person with red hair and a cap asks.

“He definitely did.”

Sven chuckles.

“What are you smiling for?!”

Sasha seems to be angry.

“I am laughing because he actually is right for once. We are buffoons for sure.”

Sven chuckles.

“HUH?!”

Sasha seems to be totally confused.

XXXXX

“Luke...”

Everyone’s confidence seems to be building back up.

“Hell yeah! Let’s go and fight them.”

Jack is joining in along with Luke.

Izumi, Elena, and Horrell all three also seem to be smiling from Luke’s arrival.

I guess, he did steal the show.

“We are ready now, Headmaster. Whenever you say go. We are ready to fight the battle royale.”

Luke says.

“I see.”

The Headmaster smiles.

“Then I will say it right at this moment.”

A moment of silence as everyone took their position.

“GO!!!!!”