Professor Lyra: observes Jairen with a keen eye, her gaze piercing "Ah, welcome, Lani. And... Jairen, is it? Yes, please, take a seat."

(Jairen and Lani sit down, and Professor Lyra begins to write on the blackboard)

Professor Lyra: lectures "Today, we're going to explore the concept of magical resonance. It's a fundamental principle that governs how magic interacts with the world around us."

(Jairen listens intently, his eyes fixed on Professor Lyra as she explains the concept)

Professor Lyra: _glances at Jairen, her eyes narrowing slightly_ "I sense that some of you may have a natural affinity for this topic. Let's see if we can tap into that potential."

(She begins to pace around the room, her eyes scanning the students as she speaks)

Professor Lyra: _stops in front of Jairen's desk, her gaze locking onto his_ "Jairen, can you tell me what you think is the key to understanding magical resonance?"

(Jairen looks up at her, his mind racing as he tries to come up with an answer)

Jairen: _stutters_ "Uh, w-well... I-I'm not really sure..."

Lani: _starts to jump in to help_ "Professor Lyra, I think-"

Student in the back: _raises hand and answers confidently_ "Professor Lyra, isn't magical resonance related to the harmony between the caster's energy and the environment?"

Professor Lyra: _impressed_ "Ah, excellent answer, Kael! You're absolutely right. Magical resonance is all about finding that balance and synchronizing your energy with the world around you."

(Kael smiles, looking pleased with himself, while Jairen looks relieved and grateful that he didn't have to answer)

Lani: _smiling_ "Thanks, Kael. I was about to say the same thing."

Professor Lyra: _smirks_ "I'm sure you were, Lani. But it's good to see others participating as well. Jairen, don't worry if you don't know the answer. You'll catch up soon enough.”

Jairen: _relieved_ "Thanks, Professor Lyra. I'll try my best."

Kael: _smirks_ "Yeah, Jairen, you'll get the hang of it. Maybe I can even help you out sometime."

Lani: _smiling_ "I'm sure Jairen would appreciate that, Kael."

Professor Lyra: _interrupts_ "Alright, alright. Let's move on to the next topic. We have a lot to cover in this lesson."

(The class continues, with Jairen paying close attention and trying to absorb as much information as possible. Meanwhile, Kael keeps a watchful eye on him, and Lani observes the dynamics between the two boys with interest.)

Kael: _focuses his Ghost Eye, the blue glow subtle and hidden from the rest of the class_ "Let's see what secrets you're hiding, Jairen..."

(Kael's Ghost Eye pierces through Jairen's mental defenses, and he sees a vivid image)

Jairen's Mind: _a large, ominous door with heavy chains wrapped around it, a figure standing in front of it with its back turned_

Kael: _surprised_ "What the...? What is this?"

Jairen's Ghost: _turns around, its eyes glowing with a faint purple light, glowing similar to Kael's Ghost Eye_ "You shouldn't be here, Kael."

Kael: _startled_ "Jairen's ghost?! How is this possible?"

Jairen's Ghost: smiles with dark intent "You're not the only one with secrets, Kael. This door holds the key to Jairen's true power. But be warned, the chains that bind it are strong, and the consequences of unlocking it are dire."

(Kael's Ghost Eye is suddenly forced out of Jairen's mind, and he's left stunned and confused)

Kael: _thinking to himself, his mind racing_ "Jairen's ghost can talk?! How is this possible?! What does it mean?! The door, the chains... What's being hidden?! And why did his ghost know me?! Did I somehow connect with Jairen on a deeper level?!"

(Kael's thoughts are a jumbled mix of shock, curiosity, and a hint of fear)

Kael: _to himself_ "I need to know more. I have to go back in. But what if I get caught?! What if Jairen finds out?! No, I have to be careful. I need to keep this secret, for now."

(Kael's eyes flicker back to Jairen, who's oblivious to the mental exchange that just occurred)

Kael: _to himself_ "I'll bide my time, for now. But I will uncover the truth behind that door. And I'll make sure Jairen doesn't suspect a thing."

(Kael's expression returns to normal, but his mind is still reeling with questions and doubts)

Professor Lyra: _gazes around the room, her eyes narrowing_ "I sense that someone has used their Ghost Eye in class. Let me remind you all that using abilities outside of the arena is strictly forbidden. It's a violation of our rules and can be dangerous for everyone involved."

(The class exchanges nervous glances, with Kael trying to maintain a poker face)

Professor Lyra: _continues_ "I don't know who did it, but I warn you all: if I catch anyone using their abilities in class again, there will be consequences. Detention, loss of privileges, or even expulsion. Do I make myself clear?"

(The class nods in unison, with Jairen looking around in confusion)

Kael: _keeps his eyes fixed on Professor Lyra, trying to avoid suspicion_

Professor Lyra: _glares around the room, her eyes lingering on Kael for a moment before moving on_ "Good. I'm glad we understand each other. Now, let's get back to the lesson. We have a lot to cover before the next arena match."

(The class continues, with Jairen paying attention but also thinking about his own abilities and how they might be connected to the mysterious door and chains he saw in his mind)

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK(banging on the door with urgency)

Guard: _enters the room, out of breath_ "Professor Lyra, apologies for the interruption, but Lady Ioanna is en route to the academy. She requests to observe the students' training."

Professor Lyra: _surprised_ "Lady Ioanna?! Here?! Now?!"

(The class erupts in whispers and murmurs, with Kael's eyes widening in shock)

Jairen: _confused_ "Who's Lady Ioanna? And why is everyone freaking out?"

Lani: whispers to Jairen “Lady Ioanna is the queen of all the nations, the ruler that controls all the districts.”

Jairen: _whispers to Lani_ "Queen?! What's going on? Why is the queen here?"

Lani: _whispers back_ "I don't know, but this is not good. The queen doesn't just visit the academy without a reason."

Professor Lyra: _trying to regain control of the class_ "Alright, let's settle down. We'll continue with the lesson as usual. Lady Ioanna's visit is an honor, and we must be prepared to showcase our skills."

Kael: _whispers to Jairen_ "This is not good. We need to be careful. Lady Ioanna has a reputation for being ruthless."

Jairen: _looking around nervously_ "What do you mean? What's going to happen?"

Lani: _joining the conversation_ "We'll be okay. We just need to stay focused and show her our best."

(The class continues, but the atmosphere is tense, and everyone is on edge, waiting for Lady Ioanna's arrival)

King Itadoni: _entering the room, his presence commanding attention_ "Greetings, students. I bring news that Lady Ioanna has arrived in the North District and is en route to the academy. She will be here soon."

(The class exhales a collective sigh of relief, realizing it's not Lady Ioanna at the door yet)

Kael: _whispers to Jairen_ "False alarm, but it's only a matter of time now."

Jairen: _nervously_ "What does she want with us?"

Lani: _trying to reassure him_ "We'll be okay, Jairen. We just need to be ourselves and show her our skills."

King Itadoni: _smiling_ "Don't worry, students. Lady Ioanna may have a reputation, but she's also a just ruler. She wants to see the potential of her future subjects."

(The class nods, trying to appear calm, but the tension is still palpable)

Professor Lyra: _bowing_ "Thank you, Your Majesty. We'll make sure to be prepared for Lady Ioanna's arrival."

King Itadoni: _nodding_ "I'll leave you to your preparations. I'll be nearby, observing. Carry on."

(The king exits, leaving the class to their anxious anticipation)

BOOM! (Loud explosions can be heard from outside)

Professor Lyra: _looking at the clock_ "It seems the arena match has begun, but our lesson is not yet over. However, given the circumstances, I think we can end the lesson early today."

(The class cheers, relieved)

Professor Lyra: _smiling_ "But don't think you're getting off that easily. I expect you all to review your notes and be prepared for a pop quiz next time. Now, let's get out of here and enjoy the match!"

(The class quickly gathers their belongings and files out of the room, excited to watch the arena match)

Kael: _to Jairen and Lani_ "Come on, let's get good seats! I want to see what's going on in that arena!"

Jairen: _grinning_ "Race you to the seats!"

(The three friends hurry off towards the arena, joining the throngs of students already cheering and chanting)

Jairen seems to get to the chairs first, an empty row in a packed arena but little did he know Lani was already there.

Jairen: _laughing_ "Ah, nice one, Lani! I didn't even see you move! You're getting faster with that teleportation skill!"

Lani: _smiling mischievously_ "You're just too slow, Jairen!"

Kael: _chuckling_ "Yeah, Jairen, you're not keeping up with the teleportation queen here!"

Jairen: _grinning_ "Hey, I'm just happy to be sitting next to the two most talented people in the class!"

(The three friends settle in, eager to watch the arena match, with Lani occasionally glancing around, her eyes scanning the crowd)

Lani: _whispers_ "You guys feel that? Something's off. I sense a strange energy in the air..."

Kael: _looking around_ "What do you mean? Everything seems normal to me..."

Jairen: _leaning in_ "Wait, what kind of energy? Is it related to Lady Ioanna's visit?"

(Lani's eyes lock onto something in the distance, her expression serious)

Lani: _eyes fixed on the arena_ "Whoa, look at that! The auras of those two Red Ghost Eye users are clashing, causing a distortion in the air!"

Kael: _standing up, his eyes wide with excitement_ "This is insane! I've never seen anything like it!"

Jairen: _cheering, his voice lost in the roar of the crowd_ "Yes! This is what I've been waiting for! The battle of the Red Ghost Eyes!"

(The two fighters, their eyes blazing with red energy, unleash a flurry of attacks, their auras colliding and sending shockwaves through the arena)

Lani: _mesmerized_ "The air is distorting, the energy is building... this is getting intense!"

Kael: _shouting_ "Come on, come on! Show us what you're made of!"

Jairen: _laughing, his eyes shining with excitement_ "This is it, this is the moment we've all been waiting for!"

(Suddenly, the distortion in the air surges, and a massive explosion rocks the arena, sending the crowd into a frenzy)

Hamo: _gritting his teeth, his eyes flashing with determination_ "You think flames can take me down, Unji? Think again!"

(Unji's flames crash against Hamo's energy shield, the force of the impact sending shockwaves through the arena)

Lani: _eyes wide with amazement_ "Wow, Hamo's shield is holding strong! But Unji's ghost eye is still active, he's not going to give up!"

Kael: _leaning forward, his voice tense with excitement_ "This is it, this is the moment of truth! Who's going to come out on top?"

Jairen: _cheering, his voice hoarse from shouting_ "Come on, Hamo! Hold your ground!"

(Just as it seems like Hamo's shield is about to collapse, he summons a burst of energy and counterattacks, striking Unji with a powerful blast of energy)

Unji: _stumbling back, his ghost eye faltering_ "No...no way...!"

Hamo: _advancing, his eyes blazing with determination_ "It's over. You can't keep up with me, Unji!"

(The crowd erupts in cheers as Hamo stands victorious, his energy shield still active, while Unji struggles to get back to his feet)

Hamo Ugada

Ghost eye ranking: Red

Ability: Power shield(user can activate a shield of aura to block and defend against enemy attacks)

Power reflect(release an overwhelmingly powerful blast with energy stored from shield taking damage)

Unji miche

Ghost eye ranking: Red

Ability: Ignite/Pyropex(Unji has reached the peak of fire control his flames can be transformed into shards that can simultaneously attack his opponent)

Unji: _snarling, his eyes blazing with fury_ "Not yet, Hamo! You haven't won yet!"

(The wall of flame erupts, blocking Hamo's path and sending the crowd into a frenzy)

Lani: _gasping_ "No way! Unji's not giving up!"

Kael: _leaping to his feet_ "This is insane! The match is far from over!"

Jairen: _cheering, his voice hoarse_ "Come on, Hamo! Don't let him get away with this!"

(Hamo's eyes narrow, his determination evident as he summons a powerful blast of energy to blast through the flames)

Hamo: _gritting his teeth_ "I won't let you take this away from me, Unji! I'll show you my true strength!"

(The crowd holds its collective breath as Hamo's energy clashes with Unji's flames, the outcome hanging in the balance)

Announcer: _voice booming_ "Ladies and gentlemen, students and faculty, please pause the match. We have a special guest arriving at the academy. Her Majesty, Lady Ioanna, has graced us with her presence!"

(The arena falls silent, all eyes turning towards the entrance)

Jairen: _excitedly_ "It's her! I knew it! Lady Ioanna has arrived!"

Lani: _curious_ "What does this mean? Is she here to watch the match?"

Kael: _whispering_ "Or is she here for something more?"

(The doors to the arena open, and Lady Ioanna walks in, her regal presence commanding attention)

Lady Ioanna: _smiling_ "Greetings, students. I apologize for interrupting the match, but I have a special announcement to make. Let us proceed to the academy's grand hall, where I shall reveal my purpose for visiting."

(The students and faculty begin to file out of the arena, excitement and curiosity building in the air)

Lady Ioanna in the arena, her voice clear and authoritative "Students of the academy, I am pleased to announce that I am here to select the next candidates for my personal guards. But that is not all. I also come bearing a new ranking system, one that will test your skills, your strength, and your determination."

(The students exchange excited whispers and nervous glances)

Lady Ioanna: _smiling_ "This new system will rank you all, from the strongest to the weakest. And those who prove themselves worthy will be granted the honor of serving as my guards."

(The room falls silent, as the weight of her words sinks in)

Kael: _whispering to Jairen and Lani_ "This is huge. If we can make it into her guard, it would be a dream come true."

Jairen: _eyes shining with determination_ "I'm going to make it happen. I'll do whatever it takes to become one of her guards."

Lani: _nervously_ "But what about the ranking system? How will that work?"

Lady Ioanna: _smiling_ "Ah, that is the exciting part. The ranking system will be based on your performance in various challenges and trials. And the top-ranked students will be granted the privilege of serving me directly."

(The room erupts into a flurry of questions and excitement, as Lady Ioanna's guard step forward, ready to begin the selection process)

Eine: _standing tall, his eyes gleaming with intensity_ "I, Eine, the top knight of Lady Ioanna's guard, issue a challenge to all of you. Whoever can face me in battle and not falter will be granted the honor of taking my spot as one of Lady Ioanna's personal guards."

(The room falls silent, as the students look at each other in disbelief)

Kael: _whispering to Jairen and Lani_ "This is crazy. Eine is the strongest knight in the land. How can we possibly beat him?"

Jairen: _eyes fixed on Eine_ "I don't know, but I'm going to try. I'm not going to let this opportunity slip away."

Lani: _nervously_ "But what if we get hurt? What if we're not strong enough?"

Eine: _smiling_ "Then you are not worthy of serving Lady Ioanna. But I promise you, the reward will be worth the risk."

(Lady Ioanna nods in approval, her eyes gleaming with excitement)

Lady Ioanna: "Very well, let us begin. Whoever wishes to take on the challenge, step forward now."

(The students look at each other, some taking a step back, while others sit in fear, none ready to face the challenge)

Lady Ioanna: _watching Jairen with interest, her thoughts to herself_ "Ah, Jairen. So much potential, so much power. And yet, he has no idea about his connection to Yaro, his brother, the king of the west. I must keep a close eye on him, for his sake and for the sake of the kingdom."

(Jairen, unaware of Lady Ioanna's thoughts, stands tall, ready to face Eine's challenge)

Eine: _smirking_ "So, Jairen, are you ready to face me? Are you ready to prove your worth?"

Jairen: _determined_ "I'm ready. I won't back down."

Lady Ioanna: _to herself_ "I wonder if he'll discover the truth about his own abilities,I sense them within him and yet, he doesn’t know."

(The scene proceeds with the battle between Jairen and Eine, Lady Ioanna observing closely)

Jairen's gaze locked onto Eine, their eyes burning with an intense focus. For a fleeting instant, Jairen’s iris flickered with a rapid, purple flash, like a spark of electricity arcing through their mind. The moment passed, leaving only a lingering sense of unease.

Lady Ioanna: _surprised, her thoughts to herself_ "What the...?! A purple ghost eye?! That's a rare and powerful sign... I need to know more about Jairen's past and his connection to the ghost eye!"

(The battle between Jairen and Eine continues, with Lady Ioanna watching closely, her mind racing with questions and curiosity)

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Lani: _watching anxiously_ "Oh no, Jairen! He's... he's really struggling. Is he going to be okay? It looks like Eine is overpowering him..."

(She bites her lip, her eyes fixed on Jairen with concern)

Lani: _thinking to herself_ "Wait, what's this? Is that... a glow? Is Jairen's ghost eye starting to awaken again?!"

(Jairen's struggles suddenly intensify, his body glowing with a faint, purple light)

Lani: _excitedly_ "Yes! It's happening! Jairen's ghost eye is awakening! This could be his chance to turn the battle around!"

(The outcome of the battle hangs in the balance, as Jairen's ghost eye continues to glow, and Eine presses his attack)

Eine charged forward, sword flashing in the light. Jairen readied his blade, prepared to clash. But in a swift, graceful motion, Eine struck, slicing through Jairen's defenses. Jairen's sword flew from his hand, spinning through the air before clattering to the ground. Eine stood over him, sword poised for the next strike.

Jairen: _eyes widening in shock_ "No... my sword!"

(Eine's slash sends Jairen's weapon flying, leaving him defenseless)

Eine: _sneering_ "You're no match for me, Jairen. Surrender now and I might spare your life."

(Jairen and Eine engage in a intense stare-down, their eyes locked in a silent challenge)

Jairen: _realizing_ "Wait... my ghost eye... it's about to activate! And Eine's... it's not even glowing!"

(Jairen's ghost eye begins to glow brighter, its power coursing through his veins)

Eine: _sensing something_ "What's going on? What's happening to you, Jairen?"

(Jairen's ghost eye surges to life, its purple light illuminating the surrounding area)

(Time flashes and for three seconds Jairen has stopped time he rushes towards Eine but he quickly realizes Eine can still move)

Jairen: _eyes widening in shock_ "Impossible! How are you still moving?!"

(Jairen's ghost eye glows brightly, time appearing to freeze around him, but Eine remains unaffected)

Eine: _smirking_ "You think a little trick like stopping time would work on me? I'm the top knight for a reason, Jairen."

(Eine takes a step closer, his sword still raised, ready to strike)

Jairen: _backing away, shocked and confused_ "But... but how? Your ghost eye isn't even activated!"

Eine: _laughing_ "You really don't know, do you? My ghost eye doesn't need to be activated to counter yours. I've been holding back, waiting for you to reveal your true potential."

(Jairen's eyes dart around, realizing he's in a worse position than before)

Eine raised his sword, its tip glinting in the light. With a fierce cry, he slashed the air in a wide arc, shattering the sound barrier with a deafening crack. The blade sliced through the empty space with incredible force, creating a shockwave that sent Jairen's hair flying back. Eine's precision strike whizzed past Jairen's ear, the wind from the blade's passage creating a piercing whistle that made Jairen's eyes widen in alarm leaving him stunned.

Jairen: _reeling back, clutching his ear in pain_ "Ahh! What the...?!"

Eine: _smirking_ "That's just a taste of my speed, Jairen. You can't even begin to comprehend my true power."

(Jairen's ghost eye flickers, struggling to maintain its hold on time, as the temporary deafening sound leaves him stumbling and off-balance)

Jairen: _gritting his teeth, trying to focus_ "No... no way... I won't let you win!"

(Despite his determination, Jairen's vision blurs, and his hearing rings, as Eine prepares to deliver the final blow)

(The scene unfreezes, and the crowd erupts into a mixture of gasps, whispers, and confused murmurs)

Crowd: _buzzing with confusion_ "What just happened?! Did time really stop?! How did Eine...?!"

(Some spectators rub their eyes, wondering if they just saw what they thought they saw)

Lani: _jumping to her feet, concern etched on her face_ "Jairen! Oh no, Jairen! Are you okay?!"

(Jairen staggers, still disoriented, his ear ringing from the sonic boom)

Jairen: _shaking his head, trying to clear the cobwebs_ "Y-yes... I'm fine... I think..."

(Eine stands over Jairen, his sword still raised, a confident smirk on his face)

Eine: _to the crowd_ "It's over. I've won. And Jairen... well, let's just say he's learned his place."

(The crowd erupts into a mix of cheers and gasps, as the scene fades to black)

Jairen: _gritting his teeth, struggling to his feet_ "No... I won't give up... Not yet..."

(Eine's smirk falters, his eyes widening in surprise)

Eine: _impressed_ "Well, well, well... Look at you, Jairen. You're a lot tougher than I thought."

(Jairen stands tall, his determination evident on his face)

Eine: _nodding in respect_ "You know, I think I like your spirit. You're not like the others. You're willing to push yourself to the limit."

(Eine lowers his sword, a hint of a smile on his face)

Eine: _admitting_ "You know, I was getting a bit bored with the same old battles. But you... you're different. You're worth fighting."

(Jairen's eyes narrow, his guard still up, but a glimmer of hope in his heart)

Jairen: _cautiously_ "What are you saying, Eine?"

Eine: _grinning_ "I'm saying, let's start over. Let's have a real battle, one that will push both of us to our limits."

(The crowd gasps, sensing a new level of intensity in the air)

Eine's eyes flared with a ghostly orange energy, his pupils glowing like embers. The air around him seemed to distort, as if reality itself was bending to his will. Jairen's eyes widened in terror as he realized he was staring into the eyes of a predator. Two dragons pour out of Eine’s aura roaring with intensity.Eine’s Ghost Eyes locked onto Jairen, their gaze piercing through his defenses like a cold, spectral blade. Jairen's fate was sealed; he was now at Eine's mercy.

Jairen: _awestruck, his thoughts silent_ "What... What is this?! This power... it's unlike anything I've ever seen! Two dragon heads... roaring in unison... This is Eine's true strength..."

(The crowd erupts into chaos, some screaming in fear, others cheering in excitement)

Lani: _terrified, her eyes fixed on Eine_ "K-Kael, what's happening?! Eine's ghost eyes... they're orange! And that aura... it's so powerful!"

Kael: _equally shocked, his voice barely above a whisper_ "I don't know, Lani... I've never seen anything like this. Eine's abilities... they're on a whole different level..."

(Eine's orange aura continues to swirl, the two dragon heads manifesting more clearly, their roars echoing through the arena)

Eine: _smiling, his eyes gleaming with intensity_ "Come, Jairen... let's show them what we're truly capable of. Let's unleash our full potential!"

(The air crackles with anticipation, as Jairen stands frozen, his mind racing to comprehend the magnitude of Eine's power)

(Jairen activated his ghost eye once again to stop time but in that very same moment, that split millisecond after Jairen stopped time… Eine was already behind him)

Eine's teleportation ability catches Jairen off guard, and the crowd erupts in shock and awe. Kael's eyes widen in disbelief, his mind racing to process what just happened.

"How did he...?! Eine, you...?!"

The sudden turn of events leaves Jairen vulnerable, and Eine seizes the opportunity. With a swift and precise strike, he aims a powerful blow at Jairen's exposed back.

The tension is palpable. Will Jairen be able to recover in time, or will Eine's sneak attack prove too devastating?!

The crowd's chaos reaches a fever pitch, with gasps, shouts, and screams filling the arena!

Jairen's ghost eye finally awakens, and his ghost manifests to block Eine's attack. The crowd gasps in unison as the ghost's ethereal form materializes, revealing Jairen's long-hidden secret.

Eine's eyes widen in shock, his sword frozen in mid-air as he stares at the ghost. His mind races to comprehend the sudden turn of events.

"N-No way...! A ghost eye...?! Jairen, you...?!"

The arena erupts into a mixture of shock, awe, and excitement. Students and teachers alike gaze in wonder, their whispers and gasps filling the air.

Kael's eyes shine with a newfound understanding, his expression a mix of amazement and pride. "Jairen, you've finally...!"

(Eine activates his ghost right after Jairen and the whole crowd goes into shock)

“Whoa, that’s a game changer.” Lani says

Eine's ghost manifestation is unlike anything anyone has ever seen before. The giant upper half of a ghostly figure materializes on the field, its orange glow illuminating the arena. The crowd is left speechless, their jaws dropped in awe and wonder.

The giant ghost's presence is imposing, its sheer size and power radiating an aura of intensity. Its eyes glow like bright orange embers, fixed intently on Jairen and his ghost.

Kael's eyes are wide with amazement, his mind racing to understand the implications of this unprecedented ghost manifestation. "This...this is impossible! Eine, how...?!"

The arena is silent, except for the sound of gasps and whispers. Everyone is frozen in place, unsure of what to expect next. The tension is palpable, the air thick with anticipation.

Jairen's ghost stands firm, ready to face this new challenge. The stage is set for an epic clash of ghostly proportions!

The giant ghost's hand lunges forward, its massive fingers closing in on Jairen and his ghost! The crowd gasps in unison, their hearts racing with anticipation.

Jairen's ghost swiftly moves to intercept, its ethereal form glowing brighter as it prepares to defend against the giant's crushing grasp. The two ghosts collide, their energies clashing in a spectacular display of light and color.

The arena erupts into a frenzy of cheers and shouts as the battle intensifies. Kael's voice rings out above the crowd, his words urging Jairen on. "Jairen, don't give up! Your ghost eye is the key!"

The giant ghost's hand wraps around Jairen's ghost, its grip tightening like a vice. Jairen's ghost struggles to break free, its form flickering with effort. The outcome hangs in the balance, as the crowd holds its collective breath…

CRUSH!

The giant ghost's hand closes in, its crushing grip annihilating Jairen's ghost in an instant! The crowd's cheers and shouts turn to gasps and screams as Jairen's ghost dissipates into nothingness.

Jairen's eyes widened in horror, his body stumbling backward as if physically struck by the destruction of his ghost. Kael's face contorts in shock and disbelief, his voice frozen in his throat.

Eine's giant ghost looms triumphant, its orange glow radiating an aura of dominance. The arena falls silent, the only sound the stunned gasps and whispers of the crowd.

Jairen's eyes flash with determination, his gaze fixed intently on Eine. "I...I won't give up!"

Jairen's resolve begins to waver, his exhaustion and desperation evident on his face. His ghost eye, his most powerful asset, is unavailable, leaving him feeling helpless.

As he struggles to come up with a new plan, his mind races with thoughts:

"Think, Jairen, think! You can't give up now! But what else can I do? I've used all my attacks... Wait, what about...?"

Suddenly, a glimmer of hope appears in his eyes, a hint of a new idea forming.

"No, it's risky, but it might just work! I have to try!"

With renewed determination, Jairen focuses his energy, preparing to execute his desperate plan. The crowd, sensing his resolve, begins to chant his name, urging him on.

"Jairen! Jairen! Don't give up!"

Jairen's determination overrides his caution, and he activates his ghost eye again, despite the cooldown. A searing pain shoots through his head, like a warning bell blaring in his mind, but he grits his teeth and pushes forward.

Meanwhile, Eine's eyes gleam with intensity as he incants the words, "Oh resonance, respond to me! Cast lightning across the field and strike my opponent!"

The air around Eine begins to charged with electricity, and dark clouds gather above the arena. A bolt of lightning crackles to life, illuminating the field in a brilliant flash.

Jairen, his ghost eye still active despite the pain, sees the attack coming. With a fierce cry, he summons all his remaining energy to confront the lightning bolt head-on!

The crowd gasps in unison, their hearts racing with anticipation. Will Jairen's bravery be enough to overcome this deadly attack?!

Kael and Lani's voices ring out in shock and disbelief, their eyes fixed on Eine with a mixture of surprise and alarm.

"He has a resonance?!" they exclaim in unison, their words echoing through the arena.

The crowd's murmurs and gasps escalate, their excitement and tension palpable.

Resonance, a rare and legendary ability, is a game-changer in the world of ghost eyes.A resonance allows the user to call upon their responding element in which they sought out for, users could acquire a resonance by having the desire to master a certain element for example:

Flame resonance

Water resonance

Lightning resonance

Wind resonance

Earth resonance

Light resonance

Darkness resonance

Blood resonance

Chrono resonance

And any other controllable element

Eine's smile widens, his confidence and power radiating like a palpable force. "Yes, I have a resonance! And with it, I'll destroy you!"

Jairen, still reeling from the pain of his ghost eye, grits his teeth and prepares to face the lightning attack.

The sudden intervention!

Lady Ioanna appears out of nowhere, her sword flashing in the light of the lightning bolt. With precision and grace, she parries the attack, the blade of her sword humming with a familiar energy.

The crowd gasps in amazement, their eyes fixed on the sword that seems to resonate with an otherworldly power. The similarity to Loom Walker's energy is unmistakable, leaving everyone wondering...

"How did Lady Ioanna acquire a sword with Loom Walker's energy?!"

Eine's eyes widen in surprise, his gaze fixed on Lady Ioanna with a mix of curiosity and wariness. Jairen, taking advantage of the reprieve, takes a step back, his ghost eye still active but struggling to maintain its form.

Kael and Lani exchange a knowing glance, their minds racing with the implications of Lady Ioanna's sudden intervention and the mysterious sword she wields. The arena is electric with tension, the battle far from over!

"Eine, it's enough. Let others have a turn."

Lady Ioanna's words echo through the arena, her authority and presence commanding attention.

But as she scans the crowd, an awkward silence falls. No one steps forward, no one dares to challenge Eine. The reality of his overwhelming power and resonance ability has intimidated the entire assembly.

Eine's smile grows wider, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "It seems no one wants to face me. I am the strongest, and none can match my power."

The crowd shifts uncomfortably, their whispers and murmurs filling the air. Kael and Lani exchange a concerned glance, their minds racing with the implications of Eine's dominance.

Lady Ioanna's expression turns thoughtful, her eyes narrowing as she considers the situation. "Very well, if no one else will step forward, I shall take on the task myself."

The crowd gasps, their eyes fixed on Lady Ioanna with a mix of awe and trepidation.

Lady Ioanna's eyes lock onto Eine, her gaze piercing and intense. With a subtle smile, she begins to circle around him, her movements graceful and calculated.

"This, Eine, is how you properly wield power," she says, her voice low and even. "Not with brute force, but with finesse and strategy."

As she moves, her sword seems to hum with energy, its blade shimmering with an otherworldly light. Eine's eyes follow her, his expression a mix of fascination and wariness.

The crowd holds its collective breath, sensing the tension building between the two combatants. Kael and Lani watch with rapt attention, their minds racing with the implications of Lady Ioanna's words.

With a sudden flash of movement, Lady Ioanna strikes, her sword slicing through the air with precision and deadly intent. Eine's eyes widen, his resonance ability flaring to life as he prepares to counterattack.

The battle begins, a dance of steel and energy, with Lady Ioanna leading the charge!

Eine with quickness tries to call upon his resonance, “oh resonance respond to me-“

Eine's eyes widen in shock as Lady Ioanna's single word, "Cancel", disrupts his resonance ability, leaving him momentarily vulnerable. Before he can recover, she dashes forward with lightning speed, her movements a blur.

With a swift kick, she sends Eine stumbling backward, his arms flailing wildly as he tries to regain his balance. But Lady Ioanna is relentless, her sword handle striking him with precision, sending him flying across the arena.

The impact creates a shockwave, the ground trembling beneath their feet. Eine crashes to the ground, sliding across the floor, his body leaving a trail of dust and debris in its wake.

The crowd erupts into a mixture of gasps, cheers, and shocked murmurs, their eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before them. Kael and Lani stare in awe, their minds reeling from the display of Lady Ioanna's formidable skills.

Eine struggles to his feet, his face pale, his eyes fixed on Lady Ioanna with a newfound respect and wariness. The battle is far from over, but the tide has shifted, and Lady Ioanna's dominance is clear.

Eine, his eyes blazing with determination, activates both his ghost eyes, unleashing a torrent of energy. But Lady Ioanna, her expression serene, doesn't flinch. With a subtle smile, she continues to press her attack, her sword slicing through the air with precision and power.

The crowd gasps in amazement as Lady Ioanna's raw strength proves more than a match for Eine's dual ghost eyes. Her movements are fluid and graceful, each strike landing with precision, pushing Eine back.

Jairen, Kael, and Lani watch in awe, their minds struggling to comprehend the level of skill Lady Ioanna is displaying. "She's not even using her ghost eye!" Jairen exclaims, his voice softly above a whisper. "She's dominating Eine with just her raw power!"

Eine's face sets in a fierce grimace, his eyes burning with determination. He refuses to back down, but Lady Ioanna's relentless assault leaves him stumbling. The outcome of the battle is far from certain, but one thing is clear: Lady Ioanna is a force to be reckoned with.

The final blow!

Lady Ioanna's single word, "Fall", seems to carry an unseen force, as Eine's legs buckle beneath him. He crashes to his knees, his ghost eyes fading as his energy wanes.

With a deliberate pace, Lady Ioanna approaches him, her sword still humming with power. She raises the blade, its tip pressing against Eine's chest, her eyes locked onto his.

With a clear, commanding voice, she says, "Yield".

Eine's gaze falters, his body language surrendering. He nods, his voice barely audible, "I...yield".

The crowd erupts into cheers and applause, acknowledging Lady Ioanna's decisive victory. Jairen, Kael, and Lani watch with a mix of awe and respect, their minds reeling from the display of skill and power they just witnessed.

Lady Ioanna's dominance is clear, her strength and strategy unmatched. The question on everyone's mind now is: who can possibly stand against her?

Lady Ioanna's thoughts drift back to the battle with Jairen and Eine, her mind replaying the intensity of their clash.She remembers her guardian's words echoing in her mind, "The dual purple ghost eye user will be a challenge unlike any other,he’ll break you down, he’ll destroy everything you’ve built and become, be weary of him."

She ponders the mystery of the purple ghost eyes, her thoughts wandering to Jairen. But she quickly dismisses the idea, thinking, "No, it can't be him. He only has one purple ghost eye."

Yet, a lingering doubt creeps into her mind. "Or is it?" She recalls Jairen's determination and potential, and a hint of uncertainty takes hold.

Lady Ioanna's expression remains serene, but her thoughts are a jumble of questions and doubts. She keeps her musings to herself, her mind racing with the possibilities. The future is shrouded in mystery, and she can only prepare for the unknown challenges that lie ahead.

"Next week, the tests for the rankings will begin," Lady Ioanna declares, her voice clear and authoritative. "And remember, the number one spot will become one of my trusted knights."

As she turns to leave the academy and the arena, the crowd erupts into murmurs and whispers. Worried glances are exchanged, and anxious chatter fills the air.

"Do you think the tests will be as tough as fighting Eine?" someone asks, their voice laced with concern.

"I heard Lady Ioanna's knights are the strongest in the land," another says, their eyes wide with awe. "I don't know if I can handle that level of difficulty!"

The crowd's anxiety is clear, their minds racing with the challenges that lie ahead. The tests for the rankings have become a daunting prospect, and the thought of facing someone as formidable as Eine has left many feeling apprehensive.

As Lady Ioanna departs, the crowd's murmurs continue, their worries and fears hanging in the air like a thick fog, waiting to be dispelled by the bravery and determination of those who dare to aspire to the top rank.

A declaration of ambition echoes across the field!

Jairen's bold claim, "I will be number one!" rings out, carrying his determination and confidence. Lady Ioanna's steps faltered for a moment, her curiosity piqued. She turns around, her eyes locking onto Jairen's resolute figure.

Eine's comment, "That kid has potential," is met with a subtle nod from Lady Ioanna, but her thoughts betray a different opinion. Her eyes narrow slightly, her mind recalling the prophecy and the ominous warning of a formidable foe with dual purple ghost eyes.

"The same presence..." she whispers to herself, her gaze still fixed on Jairen. "The one I'm destined to face...the one who will push me to my limits."

With a quiet resolve, Lady Ioanna continues on her way, her pace steady and purposeful. Eine walks alongside her, his eyes fixed on her profile, his expression thoughtful. The two of them disappear into the distance, leaving Jairen's declaration hanging in the air, a promise of a future challenge that only time will reveal.

The trio's stroll back to the academy is filled with conversation and anticipation!

As they walk alongside their fellow students, Lani glances at her watch, her eyes widening in surprise. "Wait, it's already 2 PM?!" she exclaims, her voice laced with disbelief.

Jairen and Kael turn to her, their faces mirroring her astonishment. "That's crazy!" Jairen says, his eyes scanning the sky as if searching for a hidden clock. "I feel like we just started the tournament!"

Kael chuckles, shaking his head. "Time flies when you're having fun, I guess!"

The three friends continue their walk, their pace a bit quicker now, their stomachs growling in anticipation of lunch. The academy's dining hall beckons, promising a welcome respite from the excitement of the morning's events.

As they approach the entrance, the aroma of freshly prepared food wafts out, teasing their senses and making their mouths water in unison. "Lunchtime, at last!" Lani exclaims, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

Pandemonium erupts!

As the first student enters the dining hall, a blood-curdling scream pierces the air, sending shockwaves throughout the academy. The sound waves propagate with incredible speed, reaching the ears of students still en route to the dining hall.

Without hesitation, the students sprint towards the dining hall, their feet pounding the ground in unison. The once-casual stroll turns into a frenzied dash, as if their lives depend on it.

Jairen, Lani, and Kael join the chaotic rush, their faces filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation. "What's happening?!" Lani asks, her voice barely audible over the din.

"No idea, but it can't be good!" Kael replies, his eyes fixed on the dining hall entrance.

As they burst through the doors, a surreal scene unfolds before them. The dining hall, once a bastion of order and civility, has devolved into chaos. Students scramble to grab food, their faces contorted in a mix of desperation and glee.

The source of the commotion becomes apparent: a mountain of food, unlike anything they've ever seen before, dominates the center of the hall. The aroma of delectable delights wafts through the air, driving the students into a frenzy.

Welcome to the Great Academy Food Frenzy!

Relief and astonishment replace fear!

As the students storm into the dining hall, they're met with a sight that leaves them awestruck. The four Kings, resplendent in their royal attire, stand before a majestic feast, their faces beaming with warm smiles.

The scream that echoed through the halls was not one of terror, but of shock and wonder. The students' eyes widen as they take in the spread before them: golden platters piled high with succulent meats, steaming vegetables, and an array of delectable desserts.

The Kings' unexpected appearance, combined with the extravagant feast, leaves the students speechless. Jairen, Lani, and Kael exchange disbelieving glances, their minds struggling to process the surreal scene.

King Erydile steps forward, his voice booming through the hall. "Students of the Academy, we, the four Kings, have come to celebrate your dedication and perseverance! Let us feast and make merry, for today is a day of joy and unity!"

The students erupt into cheers and applause, their faces alight with excitement. The Great Academy Food Frenzy has transformed into a royal banquet, and the feast of a lifetime awaits!

King Itadoni's pats King Erydile on the back which brings a smile to King Erydile's face. The two monarchs share a warm laugh, their eyes crinkling at the corners. The tension and formality of their royal personas momentarily fade, revealing a glimpse of their genuine friendship.

Itadoni looks at Erydile, “I don’t wanna miss out on this feast the food here is immaculate”

Erydile nods, his expression teasing, "Ah, you're right, Itadoni. I wouldn't want to miss out on this feast. After all, a king's got to keep his strength up to rule effectively!"

Itadoni chuckles, his eyes twinkling with mirth. "Indeed, indeed. And I'm sure the students won't mind sharing their feast with their beloved kings."

As they converse, the two monarchs make their way through the crowds of students, their presence met with beaming smiles and respectful bows. The atmosphere in the dining hall is electric, filled with laughter, chatter, and the clinking of utensils on plates. The royal feast has become a joyous celebration, one that will be remembered by the students for a long time to come.

Jairen's eyes opened in astonishment!

His gaze fixates on the imposing figure of King Yaro, his attention drawn to the majestic sword, Loom Walker, at the king's hip. Jairen's mind races with questions, his thoughts frozen in disbelief.

Unbeknownst to Jairen, King Yaro's piercing gaze is fixed on him, the king's eyes scrutinizing the young student with interest. Yaro's expression remains inscrutable, his face a mask of calm consideration.

Lani, noticing Jairen's fascination, follows his gaze and whispers, "That's King Yaro, the ruler of the Western Kingdom. And the sword he's carrying is Loom Walker, a legendary weapon rumored to hold immense power."

Jairen's eyes never leave King Yaro's figure, his voice barely above a whisper, "What is he doing here? And why is he carrying that sword?"

The air is thick with tension, the atmosphere heavy with anticipation. The students' laughter and chatter fade into the background, replaced by an unsettling silence.

King Yaro's eyes narrow, his mind racing with thoughts!

He scrutinizes Jairen's features, searching for any hint of familiarity. His gaze lingers on the young student's eyes, nose, and jawline, trying to stir up a memory that refuses to surface.

Yaro's thoughts are a jumbled mix of curiosity and doubt. "Could this be...? No, it can't be. But there's something... something that resonates deep within me."

He shakes his head, his eyes never leaving Jairen's face. "I'm being foolish. It's just a passing resemblance. But... but what if?"

The king's inner turmoil remains hidden behind a mask of calm, his expression betraying none of the turmoil brewing within. His gaze continues to study Jairen, his mind wrestling with the possibilities.

The silence between them becomes more intense, heavy with unspoken questions and unresolved emotions. The fate of their connection, if any, hangs precariously in the balance, waiting to be revealed.

Lani's eyes dart between King Yaro and Jairen, her mind sensing a peculiar dynamic!

As she fills her plate with succulent delights, her gaze keeps drifting back to the king, her eyes locked onto his intense stare. She notices the way Yaro's eyes follow Jairen's every move, his gaze piercing and unyielding.

Lani's curiosity is piqued, her thoughts whispering warnings. "What's going on here? Why is King Yaro so fixated on Jairen?"

She nudges Kael, her voice barely audible, "Hey, Kael, do you see that? King Yaro's been staring at Jairen nonstop. It's kinda creepy."

Kael follows her gaze, his eyes widening slightly as he takes in the scene. "Yeah, that is weird. Maybe he sees potential in Jairen or something?"

Lani's eyes narrow, her mind unconvinced. "I don't know... it feels like there's more to it than that."

As they make their way to a nearby table, Lani's attention remains divided between the feast and the intriguing dynamic between King Yaro and Jairen. Her instincts sense a hidden narrative, one that may unfold with unpredictable consequences.

The trio gets to their table and prepares to enjoy their feast but silence is now all around them as Jairen gets the off feeling that someone is behind him.

King Yaro's towering figure looms over Jairen, his presence commanding attention. The air is heavy with anticipation, as if the king's silence holds a weighty message. Jairen's eyes rise to meet Yaro's, his fork paused mid-air, his heart racing with a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

Lani and Kael exchange nervous glances, their chewing slows, and they dare not swallow, their eyes fixed on the tense scene unfolding before them. The table's atmosphere becomes oppressive, as if the king's unspoken words are suffocating the joy from the feast.

The moment stretches, a seemingly eternal pause, where the only sound is the faint clinking of utensils from distant tables. Jairen's thoughts race, his mind screaming, "What does he want? Why is he staring at me like that?"

The stillness is palpable, a precipice of uncertainty, leaving the friends wondering what will happen next. Will King Yaro's silence be broken, or will his piercing gaze continue to bore into Jairen's soul?

A revelation sparks in King Yaro's mind!

His gaze still fixed on Jairen, Yaro's eyes narrow, his mind racing with the implications. The scar on Jairen's neck, a constant reminder of the past, seems to be the key to unlocking a long-hidden truth.

Without a word, Yaro's hand extends, his finger tracing the scar's outline, his touch gentle yet firm. Jairen's eyes widen, his body tensing, as if the king's gesture had awakened a deep-seated memory.

"The scar..." Yaro's voice is low, husky, his words barely audible. "Tell me, Jairen... how did you come by it?"

The question hangs in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning. Lani and Kael exchange worried glances, sensing the gravity of the moment. Jairen's heart races, his mind reeling with the possibility that King Yaro might know more about his past than he's letting on.

The silence stretches, a taut thread of tension, as Jairen struggles to respond, his voice caught in his throat. The truth, long buried, begins to surface, threatening to upend the very foundations of their lives.

“My home..was invaded some years ago they slit my neck, I somehow survived” Jairen hesitates with his words

A heart-wrenching realization!!

Jairen's words, laced with pain and longing, pierce King Yaro's soul. The king's eyes, once narrowed in inquiry, now widen in shock and disbelief. His mind races with the implications, the truth finally sinking in.

"Brother..." The word escapes Yaro's lips as a barely audible whisper, his voice trembling with emotion. His eyes lock onto Jairen's, a deep sadness and regret reflected in their depths.

The silence that follows is oppressive, heavy with the weight of their shared past. Lani and Kael, sensing the intensity of the moment, remain frozen, their eyes fixed on the two figures before them.

Yaro's gaze never leaves Jairen's face, his thoughts hurtling back to the fateful day of the invasion. Memories long suppressed resurface, the images of his little brother, his family, and the destruction that tore them apart.

The king's expression contorts, a mix of anguish and joy, as he struggles to reconcile the past with the present. His eyes, once cold and distant, now burn with a deep longing, a desire to reconnect with the brother he thought he had lost forever.

King Yaro tells the trio, "Enjoy your meal,"with a mix of emotions held back, his voice strained to conceal the turmoil within. He turns away, his eyes clouded with a deep sadness, and joins the other kings, his movements mechanical, as if driven by a sense of duty rather than desire.

Lani, Kael, and Jairen exchange perplexed glances, their minds racing to comprehend the intensity of the moment. "What just happened?" Lani asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jairen's eyes remain fixed on King Yaro's retreating figure, his expression a blend of confusion and longing. "I think... I think he might be my brother," he stammers, the words hesitant, as if unsure of their validity.

Kael's eyes widened in shock. "What? How? That's impossible!" His voice trails off, realization dawning. "Wait, that's why he was staring at you like that..."

The three friends sit in stunned silence, their meal forgotten, their minds grappling with the implications of King Yaro's revelation. The atmosphere is heavy with unspoken questions, the tension between them noticeable, as they struggle to process the secrets and emotions that have been unveiled.

As the news of King Yaro's enigmatic behavior spreads like wildfire through the dining hall, the students' curiosity is piqued. Hushed conversations erupt, with heads nodding and eyes darting towards Jairen and the king's table.

"Why was King Yaro staring at him like that?"

"Is it true they're brothers?"

"What happened to them in their past?"

The questions swirl, a maelstrom of gossip and intrigue. Some students glance at Jairen with newfound interest, while others cast suspicious glances at King Yaro, their minds racing with theories and assumptions.

The dining hall, once filled with laughter and chatter, is now abuzz with the thrill of a potential scandal. The students' imaginations run wild, fueled by the mystery surrounding the king and the young student. The air is electric with anticipation, as everyone waits with bated breath for the next development in this unfolding drama.

Jairen's ears burn as he catches snippets of the gossip, his name and King Yaro's mentioned in hushed tones. He tries to focus on his meal, but the whispers pierce through his concentration.

Lani, seated beside him, notices his discomfort and shoots him a sympathetic glance. She too has heard the rumors, her eyes rolling in exasperation. "Don't mind them, Jairen. They don't know the truth."

Kael, engrossed in his food, remains blissfully unaware of the commotion. "Pass the salt, please?" he asks, his request met with amused smiles from Lani and Jairen.

As the gossip continues to spread, Jairen's anxiety grows. He wonders if King Yaro will reveal the truth about their past, or if the secrets will remain hidden, fueling the speculation and rumors. The dining hall, once a place of warmth and camaraderie, now feels like a minefield of whispers.

As the meal comes to a close, Kael lingers, savoring the last bites of his food. "I'm gonna stick around for a bit, guys. You two go ahead."

Jairen and Lani exchange a knowing glance, their minds still reeling from the events in the dining hall. "Alright, Kael. Catch you later!" Jairen calls out, his voice a little more subdued than usual.

Lani nods in agreement, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. "Yeah, we'll fill you in on anything you miss."

With a wave, the two friends depart, leaving Kael to his own devices. As they stroll out of the dining hall, the tension between them is palpable, their thoughts still grappling with the implications of King Yaro's revelation.

The corridor outside seems quieter, the atmosphere more subdued, as if the very walls are listening in on their thoughts. Jairen and Lani walk in silence, their footsteps echoing through the hallway, each lost in their own thoughts, wondering what the future holds for them, and what secrets will be revealed next.

Lani's voice pierces the silence, her words laced with a hint of concern. "Hey, Jairen, want to come over to my place? We can talk more about what happened without all the gossip and drama."

Jairen's eyes light up with gratitude. "Yeah, that would be great, Lani. I really need to process all this."

He nods, his pace slowing as they approach Lani's quarters. The door slides open with a soft hiss, revealing a cozy space filled with soft cushions and warm lighting.

As they settle in, Lani turns to him with a gentle smile. "So, what's going on in that head of yours? You look like you're carrying a heavy burden."

Jairen's eyes drop, his thoughts spilling out in a rush. "It's just... King Yaro, my past, my family... Everything is so confusing right now."

Lani listens intently, her expression empathetic. "I'm here for you, Jairen. We'll unravel this together, one thread at a time."

All Jairen could say is a singular word filled with tons of meaning.

"Brother?" Jairen's voice trembles, the word hanging in the air like a challenge, a question, and a plea all at once.

Lani's eyes widen, her mind racing to understand the depth of Jairen's turmoil. She reaches out, her hand grasping for his, her touch warm and comforting.

"Jairen, what do you mean? What's going on?" she asks, her voice soft and encouraging.

But Jairen's gaze remains fixed on some distant point, his mind consumed by the revelation. "Brother..." he whispers again, the word becoming a mantra, a reminder of the shocking truth that threatens to upend his entire existence.

At this moment, nothing else matters. No other words are needed. The single syllable "brother" holds the power to reshape Jairen's destiny, and he's unable to look away from the precipice of this newfound understanding.

Her eyes lock onto Jairen's, and she sees the depth of his emotional turmoil. The word "brother" echoes in her mind, and suddenly, the puzzle pieces fall into place.

"Oh, Jairen..." Lani's voice is barely audible, her mind reeling with the implications. "You think King Yaro is your brother, don't you?"

Jairen's gaze doesn't waver, his eyes pleading for confirmation, for validation, for a sense of belonging.

Lani's heart races as she processes the revelation. She remembers the king's strange behavior, his intense gaze, and the unspoken connection between them.

"It's true, isn't it?" she whispers, her words more a statement than a question. "King Yaro is your brother, Jairen. Your long-lost brother."

The air is heavy with emotion, the silence between them palpable. Lani's mind races with the consequences of this discovery, her heart aching for her friend, who has been searching for answers his whole life.

A lone tear traces a path down Jairen's cheek, his eyes welling up with a deep sadness. Lani's eyes mirror his pain, her heart aching with empathy.

She reaches out, her hand cradling his face, her touch gentle and comforting. "Jairen, oh Jairen," she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry you're going through this."

Jairen's face contorts, his lips quivering as he struggles to contain his emotions. The weight of his discovery crushes him, the longing for a connection with his brother clearly visible.

Lani's arms envelop him in a warm embrace, holding him close as he surrenders to his tears. She holds him tight, her own tears mingling with his, as they share a moment of raw, unbridled emotion.

In this instant, they are beyond words, beyond explanations, beyond the complexities of their world. They are simply two friends, connected by their hearts, sharing a burden that threatens to consume them both.

Lani's fingers traced gentle patterns in Jairen's hair as he lay on her chest, his tears finally subsiding. The soft rise and fall of her breathing was a lullaby, comforting him. With each stroke, her touch whispered reassurance, and Jairen's tense muscles relaxed, surrendering to her care. The warmth of her embrace enveloped him, a safe haven from the turmoil within. As his breathing slowed, Lani's voice whispered sweet nothings, her words a soft melody that soothed his soul.

As Jairen's eyes drooped, heavy with exhaustion, Lani's fingers never stopped their gentle dance. She hummed a soft tune, a lullaby from her childhood, and the vibrations of her voice resonated through her chest, lulling Jairen into a peaceful slumber. With a final sigh, his body relaxed, trusting Lani to keep him safe. She smiled, her heart overflowing with compassion, and her eyes never left his face. In this quiet moment, their connection was growing stronger, a bond forged through shared pain and understanding.

An ominous figure bores into her room silently as Lani looks up and notices a manlike figure standing over her bed with tattered clothes.

The figure didn't move or speak, its presence seemed to fill the room with an unsettling stillness. Lani's heart raced as she tried to summon her ghost eye again, but it refused to stir. A shiver ran down her spine as she realized her abilities were being suppressed, leaving her vulnerable. The figure's gaze seemed to bore into her, as if it knew her. Lani's mind raced with questions, but her voice caught in her throat. She was frozen in place, trapped in a silent stare-down with the mysterious intruder.

The figure whispers "Ha..ni..shi" sending shivers down Lani's spine, connecting the dots to Jairen's visions. The slow pace of the word echoes through the room, heavy with foreboding. Lani's concern for Jairen's safety and her own vulnerability escalate.

Lani's breath caught in her throat as the word hung in the air, its significance piercing her like a dagger. Hanishi, the name that haunted Jairen's dreams, now whispered in her own room. Her mind raced to piece together the mystery, but the figure's silence was oppressive, leaving her with more questions than answers. She dare not move, fearing any sound would shatter the fragile stillness and provoke the figure into action. The darkness seemed to close in, suffocating her.

Jairen's eyes snapped open, his fist flying towards the figure, but Hanishi's grip was like a vice, halting his motion. The two hands were locked in a tense stalemate, Jairen's anger and fear visible.

Jairen's eyes blazed with fury, his hand straining against Hanishi's grip. “Let go!” he growled, but Hanishi's hold only tightened. Lani's voice was barely audible, “Jairen, don't…” but her warning was lost in the tension. Hanishi's mask seemed to gleam with excitement, as if relishing the confrontation. The air was heavy with anticipation, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.

Through Hanishi’s mask a glow of white light is seen in place of his eye Jairen is teleported outside. It’s night time but the sky is lit up in brightness as Jairen visualizes something he can’t describe.

Meteors all around the sky covering every inch of the planet, Jairen cannot begin to comprehend what is happening.

Outside seemed to spin around Jairen as Hanishi's grip vanished, leaving him stumbling back into the bedroom. Lani's arms wrapped around him, a lifeline in the midst of chaos. “Jairen, what happened?” she asked, her voice laced with concern. But Jairen's gaze was fixed on some distant horror, his eyes wide with terror.

"'Lani…” he whispered, his voice cracking. “The sky... it's going to end. The meteors... they're coming.”

Lani's grip tightened. “What are you talking about? What meteors?”

Jairen's eyes focused on hers, his pupils dilated with fear. “I saw them, Lani. Above the Earth. They're going to destroy everything.”

The room seemed to shrink, the weight of Jairen's words crushing the air from their lungs. Lani's face paled, her mind racing to comprehend the magnitude of the threat.

Lani's gaze scoured the night sky, searching for any sign of the impending doom Jairen had described. But the stars twinkled serenely, the moon cast its silvery glow, and the world outside seemed oblivious to the terror that had gripped Jairen's heart. She returned to the bed, her expression a mix of concern and confusion.

Lani's arms wrapped around Jairen, holding him close. "Maybe it was just a nightmare?" she whispered softly, her voice a gentle attempt to soothe his frazzled nerves.

Jairen's eyes remained haunted, but he nodded slowly, allowing Lani to guide him back into the comforting embrace of the bed. As they settled in, the darkness outside seemed to press in, but in the safety of each other's arms, they sought solace, hoping that the dawn would bring a new perspective, and the terror would recede with the night.