The stormy night passed. A day came thereafter. The lake was still shining like a jewel. A squirral was eating a nut on a branch.
Dhaam!
A heavy force shook the tree. The squirrel was about to fell down.
Dhaam! Dhaam!
It continued. Zinor was punching the huge trunk of a tree near by lake.
Berca was training at the Lober. Hearing the sound he stopped. "What's that ?"
Zinor kept punching the trunk heavily. His knuckles started bleeding. Yet he was punching. He clenched his teeth hard.
'What did he say? Weak. I am weak? What do he know? A pesky old man living for hundreds and having a part of some guild.'
Dhaam!
'Who is he to say something like that?'
Dhaaam!!
'He knocked me two times. What's the rubbish?'
Yarma was looking at Zinor from Ribia.
"From when he is doing it?" A known voice asked him.
He turned. "Ah! Master. After he wake up. He was too frustrated."
"I see."
"Did something happen last night?"
"Not necessarily. Anyway. Who cares about weak."
The day quite passed in rush. The afternoon was in its peak. The trunk was deeply damaged yet stood still.
Master was at his house. He was pouring a cup of water.
Shat!
The sliding door opend forcefully.
He was breathing heavily. The sweat was dripping from his cheek. His wounds dried up.
"What do you want?"
"I want you to apologize for what you said."
"Really?"
A hot breeze flowed through the training ground. Master and Zinor stood facing one another. Some disciples including Berca and Yarma was watching.
"Attack when you want. I don't mind even if you want to attack me from behind. Go ahead."
Disciples were watching as master was mocking him. Their eyes were eager. They seemed to know the results yet waiting for it to happen.
'Let's see how he gonna get beat up.' A disciple thought.
He blinked.
Dhaam!
A huge hit got blocked. Zinor used his stealth and aimed for master's guts.
"I suggested you to strike from behind. Though you block head inted to face me from behind. Good i respect, your courage. But! "
Stap!
Master poked his finger into Zinor's shoulder joint.
Zinor jumped backwards to maintain distance.
"Agh!!" He clenched. "My hand?" He tried to move his finger.
"Don't worry the effect is temporary as I did some mercy on you."
"You!" Zinor jumped on him with a punch.
Bhaaam!
The devastating punch landed on the chest of the master.
"Wa-wa waah! " A disciple tripped. He was far behind the master.
"Now say!"
The master stayed silent for a while.
"Still so weak!"
The master grabbed both shoulders of Zinor.
Dhaam!
He kicked his lower jaw.
Dharam!
Zinor rolled back and slammed in the ground. The impact was so hard that his body was shaking.
The master watch him for some moment. Then slowly walked toward his house.
"Berca, Kahoru take him to the Ifrat. He needs healing."
"Uh? It eneded?"
"Tell him if he can stand again. We will fight as long he wants"
"Ugh.." The vision was blurry. He saw something glowing. It was bluish lamp attached to the ceiling over his head.
His eyes wide open.
He found his total body was covered in sweat. Je was tied to a rock. His uper body was unclothed. The chains of Abzala were in view.
"What is this place? Where Am I?" Zinor exclaimed. "Berca! Old man! Yarma! What is this place! Ugh!!"
"You are too noisy!"
A voice answered.
"What? Who is this?"
"Can you stop barking? My head is aching."
"Show your self." He tried to move his hands. But they were like tentacles. Stopping him from moving.
"As you wish."
Whish!~
"AAAAAAAH!"
Suddenly a feeling of getting pierced by thousand pins he got.
The water he thought was sweat densed over him. The water came out from his skins too causing that much pain.
The water densed over him. It shaped like a human-being then it cleared.
"You should be thankful kid. Many blood vessels and bones on your back ruptured specially your mandible was shattered. You were lucky that I was here or you will see the person who gave you these chains again."
"Chains? You know it? Wait, who are you?"
She was a woman of beauty sitting over Zinor's lying body.
"The name is Helga. This piece of beuty is the 3rd grade master of this temple. Out of your league. Ha. Ha."
"I am married, you indecent woman. What is this? Get off of me."
"What did you say?"
Flick!
As she flicked her finger.
Water densed across her. Some sharp tentacles were made pointed at the eyes and mouth of Zinor.
"Watch your mouth kid. The one who can save lives can also risks. It is just part of healing. I have no unjustified means behind it."
Sihr!~
A tanticle pierced the wall right beside his ear.
"You are sent by the dojo or I would charge 1 Prestg for this treatment now get off!"
The tenticles vanished and Zinor's hand loosened too.
As he sat up, "Ugh? This isn't feel like bed." He saw he was lying on a big octopas.
"Waah!"
"Don't act like a real kid."
She bends to that octopus and said in sweet. "Thank you Tanzhi for holding him straightened."
As she said, the octopus seemd happy.
Buff!~
With a puff of smoke it vanished.
"What are you waiting for a kiss? Go take your clothes the main door is that way."
Zinor gave a unsettled look at her.
He pulled his Taisiga and wore it.
"How much did you have?"
"Dayans?"
"Dayans? Seriously. I heal peoples in exchange of Prestgs. The homeless like you don't seemed to have one."
"Prestgs?"
"Forget about it. It's the sum of 100000 Dayans. 100000 silver coins in exchange of a gold one. Anyway. I was asking for the number of chains."
"Chains? Do you know them?"
"Of course. The sinner ones signature. How can I mislook it?"
"Numbers. It was three. One of them shattered weaks ago."
"That's what they call charechter development. Anyway, my head is aching go now."
She pulled a jug from a rack and filled it with the water of the big well filled with glowing blue water.
Zinor looked at it.
"Don't you dare to ask for one. One jug is for
2.5 Prestgs."
Hearing it Zinor walk away.
"What kinds of people have I been meeting since dying?" He mumbled while climbing down from Ifrat.
He can walk back to Ribia by bridge yet he chose to give a visit to the lake.
He was walking along the bank. Near Ribia he stood for a while.
The tree he was hitting had leaned to one side. The weight of the tree could easily break it apart. Yet the near by tree held it from breaking.
"At least you have someone saving your back." He walked to the lake.
He scooped a little water from the lake with both hands and poured it at the base of the tree.
"Sorry for your loss." He went to the Ribia Stairs.
The night wasn't dark. There were stars glowing together to make a calm sheet of light.
As he reached Ribia, he saw Yarma. Also, the desciples of temple along Berca and Kahoru stood blocking his path.
Zinor stood still for a moment.
'Are they gonna charge at me? Anyways I dare to challenge their master. This is obvious.'
Kahoru started talking, "You..."
Zinor was prepared for what gonna happen.
"What a fight was that!"
Everyone broke into cheer.
'What?'
They gathered around him. "That punch was hard." "Yeah master really assumed that one worthy to take." "I was just getting tripped. What a force?" "Can you teach how you just vanish some times?"
Their curiousity broke. Their questions had no end. Only Berca and Yarma were looking at him with a faint smile.
That night Lober was in Cheerful attire. The table where Zinor and Yarma sat only was now joined with others.
Master Hajin was watching the lights of Lober.
"So, what's the news?"
A woman whose face was covered in bandages came in the light of candle. She was looking exactly same as a Near but her bandeges were ash in colour .
"Master Hajin. The Agni sangha gets the date for this matter. The Nidan will give his orders in a week. The consequences maybe obliterating the contract five Sangha made with you."
"Hm.. Do i need to appear. "
"You can't the palace is highly prohibited for the outlaws."
"So can't I fight the allegations they made."
"Not as an outlaw. As per the notice king made."
"I see."
"Maybe this is our last meeting. They maybe end your access to Near system."
"Hmmm... Farewell then."
"Take care of you, master Hajin."
Saying this she junped from the mountain then vanished in the night.
"So.. Things gonna get critical again."
Hajin went inside. He opened a drawer and pulled a note book of Exilus.
The sheets were golden. He turned pages after pages. Then stopped at one.
There were some fresh writing.
One was with black ink and other was red.
The first few line was started with red.
Hajin. Are you seeing this?
Answer me. Hajin.
They are saying Berca died. It was not far from your dojo. Can you find him?
After these a black line writtten.
Yes. He is here. I don't want to talk you. Your grandson is safe here as long I am. He will be back as he recovers.
After this another red writing came again,
Hajin. I know I have no place to ask you for anything. But they are sending him to capital. The only way will be from Aracan Hill. He was not a protester. He get pulled in all this for me. My timidness is the reason. I.. I.. I couldn't forgive myself if he dies again for me. Please, do something.
After this there were no writing. Hajin was sitting still for a while. The memories of how he punched the hill to cause the earthquake 2 days ago, hit him.
He opened a case. A feather. He dipped it into a small jar of black ink and started writing.
The Raiser Brothers Are Now In Danger.