Back in the engineering facility, where Kash Mezino joined them in watching his little brother go up against Zylus…
Everyone in the room paused, fearfully, as they watched Zylus's statistics increase rapidly.
"Stop the fight!" Kash screamed in an attempt to save his brother from further damage.
"Sir we're trying, but the system isn't relaying our message… It's almost as if we've gotten hacked."
Key monitors flickered red. Fingers slammed against keyboards, but the battlefield feed refused every command. Zylus's systemic flow began growing rapidly on screen, where it had labelled his class.
"No."
"How can we even stop him?"
"We need someone from the ten orders. "
"No way…"
Each engineer continued studying the fight fearfully. They couldn't describe the feeling, but they're able to anticipate the outcome of this battle. Kash simply wouldn't allow it.
"So this is it, Chris…" Kash gripped his chest, nervously grimacing. "This is why you have chosen him."
Each engineer continued to panic in an attempt to save Zenos's life. What they didn't know was that even through the overwhelming aura, Zylus hadn't lost control... he was focused, deliberate, and growing stronger. He was still conscious of the goal he had in mind.
"It can't be!" The engineer yelled as a danger notice came up on Zylus's screen labels… "He's a Low-High Class now!"
[Name: Zylus Elwis]
[Class: Lowest High Class]
The Lowest High Class… anyone who has ever been given the title of 'High Class' has been given one of the highest statuses you can aim for in the Demon military. Even if Zylus was the weakest person in the high class ranks, he still was high class… and that alone is an otherworldly achievement.
"Kash! We've unlocked the facility downstairs! You're one of the ten orders… only you can save him now." One of the engineers said.
"No worries." Kash vanished in a crack of blue light.
As the battle continued, Zylus approached slowly, and Zenos felt each step, each one heavier than the last.
"You know what… fuck it!" Zenos screamed as he began rushing into Zylus.
"Bad move," Zylus whispered.
I just feel as if… As he paused in thought, he vanished from Zenos's eyes.
"Huh…" Zenos whispered as his eyes moved in all directions, "Where'd he go?"
With nothing else but hope, Zenos had one more deciding factor. Moving all his systemic flow towards only one of his fists…
"Heh… This move has been passed down into many generations; now you're done for."
When he said that, he piqued Emilia's expression, and she… even she looked fearful for his life. As if Emilia has lost all hope in her companion.
"You shouldn't pass out in battle."
It was Zylus, and he reappeared directly in front of Zenos, blocking his view of Emilia. The once-view of Zenos's companion has been changed to a view of deadly rage.
"This battle has been decided," Zylus whispered, swinging his katana in a clean arc from right to left.
"That's enough."
Kash caught Zylus's wrist mid-swing, the impact cracking the ground beneath them. But Zenos got slammed into the wall by the simple air pressure coming from his katana.
[Objective Complete!]
[Reward: Special Objective]
[User is feeling extreme tiredness]
[User will faint soon]
[Removing Access From Engineering System!]
Even though Zylus's action was stopped by Kash, the simple air pressure cut Zenos's HP to fifty.
"Winner Has Been Decided!" The artificial voice from above had now reentered the fight, "Zylus Elwis Has Been Declared… The Victor!"
Zylus smiled, "I did it…"
[User Will Faint In 0:00:10]
Kash held Zylus's arm angrily, but Zylus didn't pay him any heed. He wasn't in any condition to do so; he was in severe pain.
Zylus's eyes began flickering.
[User Will Faint In 0:00:05]
Hey, at least I won.
Kash just stared at Zylus, not going to help his brother out or make an attempt to fight his brother's opponent. He was simply watching Zylus slowly faint.
[0:00:02]
{0:00:01]
That's it for me… good luck, Michael.
[0:00:00]
[User Has Now Fainted]
"Take this man to the infirmary!" Kash screamed as medics began rushing into the room.
He began walking over to his brother. "You've done well." Kash declared as his brother spat out blood on the cracked floor.
"I'm sor-rr-y, brother," Zenos said, as medics came in to sweep him.
"Get Zenos healed as soon as possible! The lower class can wait!" The medics yelled to one another as they exited the room.
Then, there were two. Michael and Emilia. The transparent barrier around them began dispersing, thus implying they would soon fight.
"The fight has been called off!" The voice from above yelled as the engineers called it off.
Michael sat trembling in the corner, knuckles white, trying to understand what he had just witnessed.
"I swear it, he was the weakest hunter in Demon kind I have ever met. How has he gained that strength?" Michael said, hugging his knees, trembling in frustration.
Emilia rushed to Kash, "Sir, who is he?!"
Kash simply stared back at her, "I… don't know. I don't know, princess." He said as he began walking out of the battle room.
"Wait!" Emila screamed, stopping Kash in his tracks. "Who wins now?!"
"The higher-ups will decide." He said calmly, "For now, both of you guys should follow me."
Kash began leaving the room, as Michael picked himself up and Emilia began following from behind.
"You expect me to walk beside a low-class?" Emilia sneered, flicking dust off her boots as if his presence tainted them.
Michael put his head down, accepting the fact of how weak he was. But watching Zylus's fight gave him inspiration. To defend himself.
"Princess, now's not the time to disrespect your opponent," Kash said as he walked through a white tiled hall.
"Hey, shitty princess," Michael said confidently. "I'm going to catch up to you guys. Don't forget it!" He yelled, putting his head down the entire time as they walked together.
Kash was in front, and he simply smiled. He was happy that Michael was defending himself, a lower-class man protecting his status. Because Kash himself was also the same as Michael.
He was bullied consistently in his younger days… he was always given the second eye treatment, since his birth. And that's why he had always made it his goal to become the strongest.
They continued walking in the halls. Emilia acted as if she didn't hear what Michael had just stated, but she looked down… As if she were mad at herself.