"What?! An entrance examination?! You never apprised us of such a crucial undertaking!" Rubia's voice resonated through the room, her dismay manifesting in an explosive outburst.
Royce's countenance shifted, his brows knitting together in exasperation. "Huh?! Hold your tongue, you obstinate child! I distinctly recall acquainting you with the examination! Are you afflicted with a catastrophic memory deficit, or are you merely determined to cast me as the unwitting fool in this cosmic farce?"
Raizel sighed, his eyes casting a weary glance at Ming Yue, seated beside him. "Is she always prone to such bouts of forgetfulness?"
Ming Yue couldn't help but sheepishly scratch her head, a tinge of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. "Well... you could say that. She does have a tendency to misplace important information at times. Please accept our sincerest apologies for the inconvenience."
Raizel's patience began to wear thin and his temper flared up. He rose to his feet, bellowing at the top of his lungs, "Enough, you two! I demand peace and quiet damn it!"
Rubia and Royce were taken aback by Raizel's sudden outburst and hastily apologized for their behavior.
"We still have a remaining span of three days until the commencement of the entrance examination, and I, for one, shall not underestimate any individual whom I may encounter on that decisive day," Raizel asserted firmly. He turned his gaze towards Royce, his expression expectant. "Have the necessary arrangements been duly executed?"
Royce, seemingly reminded of an important matter, regarded Raizel with a sense of urgency. "Oh, Yes sire! The arrangements have been flawlessly executed. Shall we proceed to the designated location forthwith?"
Raizel rose from his seat, his enthusiasm palpable. "Absolutely! Let us set forth without delay!"
Observing Raizel's zeal, Royce hesitated for a moment before respectfully addressing him. "My lord, if it pleases you, I beseech you to grant me a brief respite before our departure."
"Go forth, Royce," Raizel granted permission, his tone accommodating.
With a respectful nod, Royce bowed slightly and departed from the living room, leaving Raizel in the company of the duo.
Ming Yue's curiosity piqued, and she couldn't help but inquire, "What exactly is this 'location' you both are referring to?"
A smile graced Raizel's countenance as he responded, "Ah... I requested Royce to construct a dedicated training facility on the outskirts, distanced from the bustling city. We must prepare ourselves for the forthcoming entrance examination, after all."
Rubia regarded Raizel with an incredulous expression and voiced her skepticism, "But what's the point of subjecting yourself to an entrance examination? You could simply... you know, pretend to be a student and bypass the process altogether."
"That may be true," Raizel's voice took on a cool and determined tone, his eyes gleaming with unwavering resolve. "But I am not one to seek the path of least resistance in all endeavors. I am drawn to the crucibles of challenge, for it is within those arduous trials that we truly discover our mettle. It is in the crucible of struggle where our limitations are revealed, and it is through surpassing those boundaries that we unlock the boundless potential that resides within us."
Rubia looked a bit surprised at Raizel's response. She was NOT expecting such honesty at all. She couldn't help but smile."Heh, spoken like a true man. I'm impressed."
After a few moments, Royce strode purposefully into the room, his burly frame effortlessly bearing the weight of two colossal, streamlined crates that seemed to rival the stature of Ming Yue herself. With meticulous care, he gingerly placed the crates down, their contents cloaked in an air of intrigue. As the lids were reverently lifted, Ming Yue and Rubia found themselves awe-struck by the sight that greeted them. Nestled within the depths of the crates lay two resplendent katanas, pulsating with a vibrant and volatile energy.
Drawing forth a katana ablaze with a mesmerizing neon dark blue hue, Royce extended it towards Ming Yue, who accepted the weapon with a mix of trepidation and reverence. The blade crackled with an intense, crimson bio-electricity, its very presence sparking with untapped potential and unfathomable power.
Ming Yue's eyes were mesmerized by the blade."What is it called?". She asked Royce who was looking on at the other weapon, supposedly for Rubia Shihoin.
Royce looked at the sword held by Ming Yue and replied," That weapon you are holding was forged by none other than my master himself. It's known as The Doomspiker. An extremely powerful blade that solely relies on the wielder's speed and agility, embodies a lethal fusion of technology and mysticism. Crafted with precision and infused with the essence of advanced atomic technology, this weapon is a classic example, a mesmerizing blend of aesthetics and functionality. Its blade, forged from a rare alloy of enriched carbon nano-tubes, possesses an ethereal neon blue hue that seems to pulsate with energy. As if harnessed from the depths of a forbidden dimension, dark red bio-electricity crackles and dances along the blade's razor-sharp edge, emanating an ominous aura."
Ming Yue gazed at Raizel with a mixture of awe and disbelief, her eyes wide with astonishment. "To think that you, who arrived in this era a mere few days ago, possess such profound skill in weapon forging. The intricacies of this advanced technology, the artistry involved... it's simply astounding."
Raizel chuckled softly, his voice carrying a hint of humility. "It was a modest undertaking, really. But I assure you, there is more to these weapons than what meets the eye. In due time, I shall reveal their secrets to you."
With graceful precision, Raizel plucked the second katana from its protective wrappings, handling it as delicately as if it were a priceless artifact bestowed upon him by celestial beings. "And this... this is for you, Rubia Shihoin."
Rubia's eyes shimmered with a mixture of gratitude and excitement as she beheld the magnificent sword before her. The blade radiated an ethereal glow, its every curve and line exuding a sense of power and purpose.
Rubia stood in awe before the resplendent sword, rendered speechless by its sheer beauty and magnificence. It was a sight that left her utterly breathless, and in truth, one could hardly fault her for such a reaction. The sword possessed an undeniable allure, captivating her senses with its exquisite craftsmanship and enchanting aura.
The katana was a mesmerizing masterpiece of craftsmanship and power. Its slender form and radiant blue hue command attention, catching the light in a way that evokes an otherworldly glow. The sword's blade, seemingly forged from pure moonlight, glimmers with an ethereal beauty that is both captivating and intimidating. The intricate engravings that adorn the blade depicted swirling patterns reminiscent of powerful winds in motion. These delicate designs, etched with meticulous precision, seem to come alive as if an invisible breeze were dancing across the metal surface. The combination of the sword's elegant curves and the mesmerizing patterns created an aura of elegance and grace.
"Behold the sword, The Vortex of Boreas. This sword harnesses the potent energy of wind elemental stigmata. With each swing, it unleashes swirling tempests and razor-sharp gusts, cutting through obstacles with breathtaking speed and precision. The blade itself, forged with ancient craftsmanship and infused with ethereal enchantments, glimmers with a radiant azure hue, hinting at its connection to the elemental forces of the skies. When wielded by a skilled individual, the sword becomes an extension of their will, allowing them to command the very air around them. As the wind howls and dances in harmony with each strike, to put it simply, the Vortex of Boreas stands as a testament to the harmonious fusion of power and elegance, a true embodiment of the wind's untamed nature just like you.", replied Raizel with a short description.
Raizel's smile widened as he observed Rubia's excitement. "The true abilities of the sword will reveal themselves when we witness its power in action, and the same applies to you, Ming Yue. But for now, that's all I'll divulge," he declared, his words laced with a hint of mystery.
With a resounding clap of his hands, the surroundings shimmered and transformed before their eyes. Ming Yue and Rubia blinked in astonishment as their surroundings underwent a dramatic shift.
Before them stretched an expansive battlefield, vast and brimming with the echoes of past conflicts. The air crackled with anticipation, carrying the weight of countless battles fought and yet to come. The ground beneath their feet felt firm, yet charged with an electrifying energy that spoke of imminent clashes and extraordinary feats.
Ming Yue's eyes widened as she took in the panorama of the battlefield, her heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. She exchanged a glance with Rubia, their shared anticipation echoing silently between them.
Ming Yue and Rubia exchanged skeptical glances, unimpressed by Raizel's response. "Hold on a sec," Ming Yue interjected, her voice laced with frustration. "If this is supposed to be our training ground, where are the training dummies or simulation technology? It's just an empty expanse."
Raizel gazed at the duo with an amused smile, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "We don't need them," he declared, his voice filled with certainty.
Rubia rolled her eyes, her impatience evident. "Listen Mr. Cool as a popsicle! are you being serious? How can it be training without proper equipment? What are we supposed to do here, just stare at each other?"
Ignoring Rubia's remark, Raizel closed his eyes, basking in the gentle breeze that caressed the mountaintop. "Ah, how refreshing... The air back in the mountains of my time was so pure and invigorating. I often wished I could stay there forever," he reminisced, lost in his memories.
As Royce hesitated to disturb Raizel, the ancient warrior descended from his reverie and noticed his loyal companion's presence. "Ah, Royce, my weapons. Are they ready?" he inquired, his tone filled with anticipation.
Royce bowed respectfully. "Yes, Master. They are prepared," he confirmed.
Raizel's eyes lit up with appreciation as he accepted the blades from Royce. "Thank you, Royce. Your assistance is always invaluable," he expressed with genuine gratitude.
Royce blushed, his humility on full display. "Master, your praise is too kind. I am unworthy."
With a surge of anticipation coursing through his veins, Raizel tightened his grip on the swords, a familiar sensation rekindled within him. It was as if time had rewound, transporting him to a bygone era where he had wielded these weapons with unrivaled skill and unwavering resolve. The weight of the blades felt both comforting and empowering, their presence igniting a long-lost spark deep within Raizel's soul. In that moment, he embraced the swords as his most loyal companions, inseparable allies on the battlefield of destiny.
As Ming Yue's gaze fell upon the gleaming blades in Raizel's hands, a surge of realization washed over her. It was as if the blades themselves whispered ancient tales of countless foes vanquished, of blood-soaked battlegrounds and hard-fought victories.
Rubia's heart quickened, her determination solidifying as she comprehended the immense threat that awaited them. In that moment, she understood that the fight they were embarking upon would require every ounce of their strength, skill, and resilience.
Ming Yue and Rubia were seriously alarmed at the dual blades.
"Oh shit... This is going to be one hellish experience...."
A dual sword wielder possesses a unique and formidable strength that sets them apart on the battlefield. With two blades in hand, their attacks become a symphony of swift strikes, delivering a relentless onslaught to their foes. Their agility and dexterity allow them to execute lightning-fast maneuvers, seamlessly transitioning between offense and defense. The dual swords become an extension of their body, moving in perfect synchronization as they strike with precision and finesse.
The strength of a dual sword wielder lies not only in their physical prowess but also in their mental acuity. They possess the ability to analyze and adapt to their opponent's movements swiftly, exploiting any weaknesses with calculated efficiency. Their coordination and balance allow them to maintain a constant assault, overwhelming their enemies with a relentless barrage of attacks.
But it is not just their skill with the blades that sets them apart. A dual sword wielder possesses an unwavering determination and an indomitable spirit. They embody the essence of versatility, capable of adapting to any situation and adjusting their fighting style accordingly. Whether they choose to unleash a flurry of strikes or engage in a calculated dance of parries and counters, their mastery of dual swords exudes an aura of confidence and strength.
In the hands of a skilled dual sword wielder, the two blades become an embodiment of their unwavering resolve and unwavering dedication to their craft. They embody the epitome of strength, wielding their weapons with grace, precision, and a relentless drive to conquer any challenge that stands in their way.
Raizel walked towards them, pointing his sword,"Your training begins now. Prepare yourselves, and let's see if you've got what it takes. Or... unless you prefer to hug it out instead? "
Rubia and Ming Yue exchanged knowing smirks, their determination shining through.
Ming Yue retorted, her voice laced with determination, "In your wildest dreams, Raizel O'Hara."
Rubia joined in, her tone brimming with fiery resolve,"You got me in the mood to kick some ass!"
Raizel's smile widened, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Then let the dance of battle begin!"
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"Oh man... Why us of all people?", Chiharu groaned.
Benjamin glanced at him, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "Well, Chiharu, it seems destiny has a funny way of picking people."
Chiharu rolled his eyes, not amused by Benjamin's attempt at humor. "I can't believe we got dragged into this mess."
Benjiro, always the optimist, chimed in, "Come on, guys! Look at it this way. We're about to fight the new admits! I hear that they are quite the group! I'm so looking forward to this!"
The group found themselves enveloped in a pulsating aura of eager anticipation and mild discontent as they emerged as chosen participants for the academy's cutting-edge Bladedance event. This groundbreaking addition to the induction process for new stigma students exuded an air of novelty, shrouding their surroundings in an ethereal blend of uncertainty and possibility. The atmosphere crackled with a fusion of excitement, coursing through their veins like surges of quantum energy, heralding a convergence of exhilarating trials and the chance to unveil their prowess.
Yet, woven within this web of anticipation was a subtle undercurrent of dissatisfaction, a faint echo reminding them that the path ahead would be fraught with challenges. As if trapped within the electromagnetic field of an interstellar storm, their emotions mingled, generating an ambience rife with the potential for triumph and tribulation. The weight of expectations, akin to the gravitational force of a distant celestial body, loomed overhead, fueling their resolve to prove themselves against the backdrop of a rapidly advancing future. Amidst this kaleidoscope of possibilities, they stood poised on the precipice of their destiny, prepared to embark on an odyssey that would redefine their boundaries and propel them towards a luminous zenith of greatness.
To put it simply,The Bladedance programme of new inductance is an illustrious rite of passage for new students, unfolded within the hallowed grounds of the academy. The atmosphere crackled with anticipation as the participants prepared to showcase their mettle in a grand display of skill and elemental prowess. The stage was set, adorned with pillars of stone and bathed in the warm glow of torchlight.
The student audience was filled with an electric mix of anticipation and excitement as they gathered around the dueling arena. The air buzzed with a palpable energy, their eyes sparkling with curiosity and eagerness. Whispers of anticipation floated through the crowd like a gentle breeze, creating a sense of camaraderie and shared anticipation.
The dueling arena stood as a testament to the pinnacle of futuristic design and technology. As the spectators entered the venue, they were immediately captivated by its awe-inspiring presence. The arena was a seamless blend of sleek aesthetics and cutting-edge functionality, exuding an air of both elegance and innovation.
Surrounded by transparent barriers composed of shimmering energy fields, the arena created a visual spectacle that seemed to defy the boundaries of conventional architecture. The barriers glowed with a subtle, pulsating energy, casting an otherworldly glow that bathed the entire arena in a vibrant ambiance.
The floor of the arena was a marvel of engineering, adorned with a luminous, holographic display that projected dynamic patterns of light and color. As the duels unfolded, the floor would shift, transforming into a mesmerizing canvas that responded to the movements and actions of the participants, enhancing the visual experience for both the fighters and the audience.
Above the arena, a vast ceiling adorned with a vast array of floating orbs emitted a soft, radiant glow, casting an ethereal illumination over the entire space. These orbs were not merely decorative elements but served a functional purpose, projecting real-time information and statistics, amplifying the sense of excitement and immersion for the spectators.
Surrounding the arena, towering holographic screens displayed close-up views of the action, ensuring that no detail of the duels was missed by the audience. The holographic projections created an immersive experience, making the spectators feel as if they were right in the midst of the electrifying battles.
The barriers surrounding the arena were not just aesthetic enhancements but served a crucial role in maintaining safety and order. Composed of advanced force field technology, they provided a transparent yet impenetrable shield, ensuring that the duels remained contained within the designated space while allowing the audience to witness the intensity of the clashes without any hindrance.
The entire arena was equipped with state-of-the-art sound systems, enveloping the space in a symphony of dynamic and immersive audio. The roar of the crowd, the clash of swords, and the elemental manifestations reverberated through the arena, heightening the sensory experience for everyone present.
The fusion of advanced technology and visionary design created an atmosphere that was both visually stunning and functionally efficient. It was a testament to the boundless possibilities of human ingenuity, providing the perfect stage for the awe-inspiring duels and elevating the entire experience to new heights of excitement and engagement.
Nozel whistled,"Woah... Look at that! They added level 5 barriers around the diameter. In fact, the entire thing itself is brand new!"
Startled, Benjiro leaped in the air, his startled reaction akin to a startled ferret caught off guard. "Whoa! Dude, could you please cease those sudden outbursts? I swear, one more surprise like that and I'll be leaving a trail of soiled trousers in my wake!" His exaggerated fear adding a touch of comedic relief to the tense atmosphere.
"Sorry about that! I didn't mean to scare you or anything. I just couldn't hold back my excitement is all!", justified Nozel.
''You don't look sorry at all you jerkface!'',thought Benjiro.
The talking and humming of the student masses was interuptted as the announcer began his announcement.
"Hey, it's starting. You guys ready?", Nozel asked his friends.
The announcer screamed at the top of his lungs,"
"Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests and Captains, welcome to the pinnacle of martial prowess, the grand spectacle of the Blade Dance Event! Prepare yourselves for an electrifying display of skill, strategy, and elemental mastery as our talented students take the stage."
"The time has come to witness the clash of blades and the convergence of elements in a dazzling exhibition of power and finesse. As the tension mounts, and anticipation fills the air, we stand on the precipice of extraordinary duels that will captivate your senses and leave you in awe."
"Today, we gather in this hallowed arena, where warriors are forged and legends are born. Within these barriers, the boundaries of possibility will be pushed, and new paths to greatness will be paved. So brace yourselves, for the Blade Dance Event is about to commence!"
"With a symphony of steel and the harmonious dance of elements, our dueling prodigies shall reveal their true potential. Through their boundless determination, unyielding spirit, and the mastery of their chosen arts, they shall strive to emerge victorious, each clash a testament to their dedication and skill."
"As the arena shimmers with the glow of anticipation, let the clash of swords ignite your passion, and the convergence of elements ignite your imagination. Open your hearts and minds to the extraordinary, for within this arena, ordinary boundaries crumble and extraordinary possibilities unfold."
"Now, dear audience, let us come together as one and bestow our unwavering support upon these courageous warriors as they embark on their journey to greatness. Prepare to witness the blade dance, a symphony of strength and grace, as the battles unfold and destiny reveals its hand. Let the Blade Dance Event begin!"
"Very well, comrades! The moment has arrived, and now we venture forth into the arena, where our skills shall be put to the ultimate test!" Benjiro exclaimed with unwavering determination, his voice resonating with unwavering resolve.
"Hey buddy, take it easy. This ain't no exam, you know? Let's just go out there and have a blast," Nozel reassured his friend, his tone laced with a sense of camaraderie. "We're here to enjoy ourselves, soak up the excitement, and make some unforgettable memories. So, let's step onto that stage with a big grin on our faces and let loose."
"I wouldn't be so at ease if I were you," a voice emerged from the depths of the shadows.
Startled, the boys leaped, their hearts skipping a beat. "Captain Yamamoto! How long have you been lurking there?" Nozel exclaimed, his surprise evident in his voice.
The seasoned captain let out a weary sigh, his gaze piercing through them. "I have been present long enough to witness your futile banter," he stated, his tone tinged with a hint of exasperation. "Rather than engaging in meaningless discourse, your focus should be directed towards formulating a strategic plan and honing your combat techniques. Time is of the essence, and there is little room for frivolous discussions."
"Captain! Do you have any words of advice?", asked Chiharu.
The captain's gaze shifted towards Chiharu, a glimmer of amusement twinkling in his eyes as if a mischievous thought had crossed his mind. "Ah, my dear pretty boy," he chuckled, "you won't be fighting in this duel."
Perplexed by the captain's cryptic response, Benjiro voiced his confusion, seeking clarity amidst the haze of uncertainty. "But isn't it a three versus three confrontation? Why exclude Chiharu from the fight?"
"I must confess, my knowledge of this arrangement was as surprising to me as it is to you," the captain responded with an air of intrigue. "Unbeknownst to us, it seems that another individual has presented a compelling case, petitioning for the very position that Chiharu currently occupies."
The revelation hung in the air, casting a veil of uncertainty over the trio. Their brows furrowed as they exchanged puzzled glances, their minds racing to comprehend the unforeseen turn of events. Who could possibly have vied for Chiharu's role in the upcoming battle? And what purpose did this clandestine contender serve? The captain's enigmatic words left them grasping at fragments of information, desperately seeking to unravel the mystery that had materialized before them.
Nozel's gaze sharpened, his eyes narrowing to slits as a glint of suspicion danced within them. "Could it be... Kwasaki?" he questioned, his voice laced with a mix of skepticism and curiosity.
The captain ignored Nozel's question and continued, "Never underestimate your opponent," Captain Yamamoto's voice resonated with an air of wisdom and authority. "For in their eyes lie hidden strengths and unpredictable tactics, waiting to be unleashed upon the battlefield. Treat every encounter as a test of your own abilities, a chance to push beyond your limits and rise above the challenges that lie before you. Only then shall you grasp the true essence of victory and earn the respect of both friend and foe alike. Now get out there and show them what you lads got!"
"ALRIGHT!!",The Duo yelled in unison as they marched of to the stands.
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