When two dreamknights face off, it is more than a battle of blade against blade.
Two world views are clashing abd in the process strengthening each others.
Their dream essence becomes more potent and unique in structure.
Regardless of who wins or loses, both their essence and strength increase plentifold after the experience.
...
Nebula was having a hard time, she couldn't keep track of Zeke's movements anymore.
All she was seeing was a blur moving around from place to place and attacking her when least expected.
She successfully managed to move to the right, avoiding a fist that was mere inches away from her.
She prepared to counter attack yet he got out of distance before she could attack.
"Stand still and let me hit you already!!"
Frustrated, Nebula shouted her annoyance and the next moment the blur stopped.
She was left dumbfounded by him just standing there a couple of steps away looking at her.
She immediately unsheathed her katana and began radiating a blue aura around her body.
The next moment the distance between the two suddenly just disappeared and her blade was inches from his neck.
Seeing how close she was, Zeke bent his whole body to the side, leaving him falling in the air as the katana managed to only cut a strand of hair.
Mid air however, he connected his finger to her abdomen and sent a small current of purple lightning that blew her away.
She landed at the edge of the field as he hit the ground, and without wasting time got back on his feet.
"Your doing great."
He adjusted his clothes for a moment while holding a thumbs up and when he turned back, Nebula was gone from where she landed.
She appeared behind him with her katana ready to pierce him at any moment.
The moment he sensed her, he leaped forward allowing the blade to pierce through thin air.
He locked eyes with her and decided to finish their squabble.
His whole body increased the amount of lightning it was producing.
Boom!"
The next moment he burst through the air like a missile and aimed for the katana.
Nebula had no time to react and seemed to be frozen still.
Once close enough, he kicked it full force with the intention to break it however it stayed perfectly fine.
The force instead caused Nebula to let it go and leave her disarmed. With his hand right next to her neck ready to knock her unconscious, he had won.
"I win."
He spoke with the most cheesiest smile while his body returned to normal.
There were black patches on parts of his skin that just fell off and healed.
Nebula was taking deep breaths and stopped radiating blue aura.
She couldn't believe she had lost as she thought she was the second strongest heir.
She now thought even more higher of her brother however that made her wonder.
"What rank are you now?"
"Still a Barron"
Zeke had ascended in rank by 1 since leaving, however because of what he was doing the entire time he could be considered one of the strongest Barron's at the moment.
"Your strong, way more than me."
"Not by a lot." He tried to be encouraging.
she was definitely not to be underestimated.
"Anyway, are you going to attend the academy. Since your already a Barron, it'll probably be for just one year like the rest of us."
She was curious to see how he would approach being there, plus she wanted him to go outside more.
"No thanks, I'm just way too peculiar for that kind of place."
Zeke still knew that he looked strange. All his time with Hector definitely gave him a strange thinking process and lastly, he was a mutation.
They would send someone to kill him the moment they knew he was alive.
"But.. please, just please. It'll be fun."
"Sorry, I can't go."
She kept asking for a while and he decided to just go back inside.
She trailed right behind him asking again and again, and he couldn't be bothered to answer.
His room was now cleaned and the moment he got to it, he shut himself inside.
Nebula finally left after close to an hour of pleading.
He looked around and found everything neat and tidy.
He did need a violin of course as his old one didn't exactly go with his body size anymore.
He requested one of the servants get him a new violin.
While waiting, he made sure to replace his dirty blindfold with a more clean white one.
The servant shortly returned and brought with her a '7/8' sized violing.
He dismissed her after praising her for all the help. He got his fingers used to the cold wood of the instrument.
He touched the strings with extreme caution. His strength had improved and he didn't wish to snap the strings.
He placed it delicately on his shoulders and began playing a beautiful melody.
The music spread across the halls outside his door and with it a feeling of serenity.
The guards couldn't help but find themselves happy and relieved to have their prince and his music back.
...
In an aircraft headed to Grandstate, was Darius sitting on a comfortable sofa with a stern expression.
Anyone who's worked with him before knew his expression when working was just like this, however they would tell you how strangely pleasant of a feeling this expression gave from all the others.
"Your highness, We've arrived at Storm's Eye."
A man in a black suit who seemed to be in his late thirties came into the room and announced.
This man was his personal right hand man and butler since his father died.
"Thank you Clyde, tell me when we make landfall."
Clyde merely bowed his head and left the room.
Today all four Knight kings would be in one place.
It was originally meant to be a meeting to discuss how all three kings and a freeloader would fund an expedition to conquer Central Alteria.
It was time the human race expanded.
...
He arrived at a large skyline building. It overlooked a large city.
He landed on the roof and entered the building. He found a roundtable with four lucrative seats on the top floor. Only one person was there though.
The man had a scar on his face that covered his entire right eye.
He had a short heart and was wearing a general's attire. He appeared clam and composed while waiting in his seat.
"Welcome Darius, to the Knight's Roundtable!"