"Wow. It's really Loca." Finally, he's getting to communicate with Loca from Luxus ever since he got to the academy. He had thought that their Passive Interstellar mind communication quirk had experienced some glitch. He had even thought maybe Loca was intentionally not communicating. He felt abandoned and pushed to the mercy of these brutal Earthlings. Leo felt so exhilarated at that sudden "ding" sound in his head. He even welcomed the headache that always accompanied the start of their mind communication this morning. Instantly, he forgot about how distressed he was about Lam. He knew Loca was now here to help him with so many questions bothering him. He knew it all just got easier for him, like he just secured an experienced personal tour guide navigating him through the most dangerous routes. Saying these in his mind wasn't enough. He felt like blurting those words out and scream for joy, but someone might hear him and may think him psycho. That was all Loca said as respon

Leo hated the tension in the air. Jade originally wasn't the one to stutter before saying anything. He always had his way with whatever he said. But why now? What was he trying to say so badly that was getting stuck in his throat? From the corner of his eyes, he could see Rosa and the animal form of Amanda peeping from the a corner. They were doing a bad job hiding and an even worse job at stifling their giggles. "Are they playing a prank on me?" He's has enough silence for a day... "What do you want to say to me, Master Jade? Do you want to fight me again? Is this place big enough?" Leo asked rather innocently. "No, that's not it. I just...I..." Leo caught on then. "You want to say you're sorry?" "Y...yes. I..." Rosa's giggles was growing louder and more irritating. Raccoon Amanda wasn't helping matters too with her twittering noise. "Then say it." Leo suggested. "I didn't mean to fight you in that manner at the Training centre....I only wanted a light spar, I don't know wh

Leo was too confused to speak. What he was seeing does not make any sense whatsoever. He looked to his left at Rosa, and to his left at Amanda, and they wore a look of satisfaction on their faces. Whatever they planned or were planning is oblivious to him. He thought maybe the dust was playing pranks on his vision, but he could see it clearly now that it is settled. Standing there, talk and thick of frame is a Mecha-man in gleaming red armour made from beast cores, with it's beast sword hanging and swinging by it's hip. Seeing it now brought a painful memory in Leo's brain. He never wanted to remember that night for anything again. Both of its usual glowing eyes have been dulled or shut down for some reason, and the Mecha-man appear to be stooped in its stance like there was just a little life left in it. "Stop gawking at it. You've seen enough of them, won't you agree?" Rosa said. Leo recoiled and followed the girls to the left corner of the room where the dust was still promine

He really wished there was a popcorn really. Because what ensued before him was a little close to unreal. Rosa was on edge and was moving in an abnormal manner in front of the beast. Jade cheered silently whenever the lizard managed to get a hit on Rosa. Leo wondered what type of hater this guy is to be cheering when his sister is being hit. "I know Rosa will win, but my bet is on Amanda to give at least 5 hits before time up." "Where's the timer?" Leo asked. "You need to be more observant." Leo didn't respond again. He made a face though. Rosa was indeed fairing well. But the winged Lizard has however managed to connect a few hits on her. What Leo noticed however was that this face off wasn't meant for Rosa to make hits, but to dodge as many hits from the lizard as possible. So, it wasn't a battle to declare the human here a winner, but to survive long enough till the timer is up. The winged Lizard gave a loud shrieking cry. After that cry, her attacks started getting more f

Leo was mid-air. For a long, weightless second, it felt like the world below him had paused. The ceiling stretched far above, and the stone floor dropped away like a trapdoor had opened beneath him. His body twisted awkwardly in the air, arms flailing, blood trailing like ribbons from his shoulder. He wasn't screaming. He wasn't breathing. He was just falling. Then... Bang! A deep, echoing sound pulsed through his skull, not from the outside, but from within. Something sharp tingled in his head, like a static charge building behind his eyes. His whole body clenched, expecting something, anything to happen. This had to be it, right? His quirk… was it waking up? Another faint sound followed—the distant blur of voices. Were they calling his name? Screaming? He couldn't tell. His eyes stayed shut. His body was still tumbling. He felt the air press against him like thick liquid. Then something shifted. He sensed it. The lizard. It was below, waiting. Waiting to slam him into the wal