One month later, Arthur still fighting his way to salvation.
Arthur, in a black tunic with tight sleeves, ponytail in his hair, receiving punches in his face, backs off, and spat blood soaking the floor. — Come... Come on... COME ON!!!
Butler, in black suit, snaped his fingers. — You're imprisoned! — he sighed, — You're afraid, you're afraid of losing, of dying for your cause! — vanishing from Arthur's vision.
On his knees, blood dripping from his mouth, noticed Butler's fist behind him and dodged, then using the Absolute Substitution Technique, tried to take the opening on Butler's head, but failed. — Ahh!!
Butler vanished again, showing the difference in their speed, then placed his fist on Arthur's ribs, leaving the kid on the ground.
— Free yourself from this fear! — Butler sighed again, trying to point something that escaped the boy's knowledge.
Bleeding, Arthur rose with the blood of his ancestors boiling in his veins. "I have to save them! Get up, Arthur! Stand up! On your feet!" he forced himself to assume a fighting stance. — AGAIN! — his roar echoed through the chain of mountains.
Smiling, — YES! This is the true defeat. — Butler advanced.
...
Still in the Mandarin empire, on the Henan province, city of Gangwon
In the dining room of the Qin Manor, Qin-Shi Huang di clad in a green tunic with tight sleeves, ponytail in his dark hair, nestled at the table, eating. — That's it… — he muttered, facing his disapproving father.
Qin-Sun Tzu, in a colorful robe with wide sleeves, seated at the table, indignant. — Are you crazy?! Do you want to kill us all? You are challenging a king, an emperor!
Eleanor and Zhao, seated at the table, eating. Torn between concern and curiosity.
Qin-Shi Huang Di, eating, his eyes blazed. — Calm down father, I know what I'm doing. I'm going to take that throne and do justice to our people!
Annoyed, Sun Tzu sighed. — You are impossible! Stubborn! Stubborn, this boy! Aren't you afraid of someone killing your daughter? Your wife? Your mother? Your father?! — he spoke with such intensity as if he were fighting.
Qin-Shi, looking at his right hand. — Father, have you forgotten what it's like to see your people starve to death?! Did fame, glory and wealth give you amnesia?! Looking at them, wanting to do something but being incapable, being too occupied with my own life, or pretending to be righteous to hide the shame and sadness... — he looked at them with a smiled. — I have an army, no one will harm you, in fact, they don't even know that I am the leader...
Qin-Zhao, wearing a long blue dress, her hair behind, sitting at the table, annoyed, with a frustrated gaze on Qin. — Then why didn't you take the throne?
Eleanor, in a long red dress, hair behind, sitting at the table, eating. — He's waiting for his friend...
Zhao and Sun Tzu, annoyed, placed down their forks, looking at Qin. — What friend?
Qin-Shi Huang Di, smiled. — Honestly, I know we have no chance against the King's army, but the last son of the Yuwen made me a promise that he would help me take the throne. I'm waiting for him to move...
Sun Tzu leaned backwards. — Yuwen?! You mean a Treadway? You're not talking about Arthur? Wasn't he arrested?
Qin-Shi, laughing. — Does father think that chains are capable of containing a Yuwen? He had golden eyes, it's clear that he will have the Power of Pendragon. I know he will come...
Zhao, looking at Qin, sighed. — Son, I know you have the best of intentions, but this is too dangerous. You're risking a lot, give up on this...
Eleanor sighed, then looked at her mother-in-law. — I'm tired of asking...
Qin-Shi Huang, his eyes shining with excitement, stated. — I can't give up! I will be the first emperor of the new mandarin empire. Emperor where it all began, I will unify all the lands of China, and rebuild our territory...
Sun Tzu, his sigh resembling the weight of many years of experience. "His eyes... We will not be able to contain him..." he thought. — Be strong, son! Let's move on, I'm with you...
Zhao, worried, passed her hand through her face. — I pray that you don't do anything until your friend arrives, nothing at all...
...
In a valley, on Sehal, Hera in a military uniform stained with sweat and dirt, stood amidst the chaos. Her hair hung loose, framing a determined face.
Using the Absolute Substitution Technique, saw enemies coming from all sides. "They are stronger... It seems that with each passing day they are growing stronger..."
Darlan, base chief, in armor, with a sword in hand, trying to cut off an enemy's head.
- Enemy 2 (dodges, cuts Darlan's stomach, sees him on the ground, about to pierce his chest with his sword)
- Princess Hera Olympus (using the substitution technique, pierces the enemy's chest with a sword, sees the blood coming out of Darlan's belly, worried): Ahh!! Chef, hang in there!
- Princess Hera Olympus (struggling, looks at Luana): Luana, help Darlan!
- Luana (clad in a black armor. Rushed to Darlan's side): Yes ma'am!
- Enemy 67 (with a white armor. In front of Hera, punches her face, and her stomach): You don't even seem like a Grandmaster…
- Arwen (in a black armor. Rushes to help Hera, an enemy blocks, throws a blow of Qi and cuts the enemy's chest, sprinting towards Hera): CAPTAIN!!!
- Rohan (in a black armor, trips Arwen, grabs Arwen's hair, points at Hera): She's fine sailor, look!
- Princess Hera Olympus (with a look of divine fury, she threw a series of punches that were like hammers from the gods)
- Enemy 67 (receiving the punches. Vomits blood, and falls to the ground)
- Princess Hera (whit a pinch of annoyance on her face, picks up a spear from the ground): Now I'm serious! (advancing upon the leader of the enemies with the determination of an unstoppable storm. With one blow, she pierced the giant's chest, and he fell like a crumbling mountain): Only had height...
- Enemy troops (afraid due to the leader's death, retreat quickly)
Yang City…
Tristan's base, entrance…
- Tristan Ashura (wearing a blood-stained military uniform. Carrying Gertrude, enters the base): Hang in there, Gertrude! You can't die, it's forbidden!
- Gertrude/base boss (in Tristan's arms with a wound on her stomach, moaning in pain): Tristan, leave me alone! You're hurting me...
- Tristan Ashura (annoyed, running to the infirmary): Shut up woman!
3 hours later…
Tristan's Office…
- Tristan Ashura (sitting at his desk, writing a letter to the commander, worried) "...We are losing men. Today Gertrude almost died, it was close…"
- Soldier (in armor, enters Tristan's room): Captain, the boss is stable. She's sleeping now...
- Tristan (glanced the girl, smiles): Thanks Stella, go back to your training…
- Stella (nodded): Yes captain… (walks away)