The Reborn Rebellion

[Juz]

Darklily dodged him with the Agility like nothing the world has seen. She blocked his stick with her own. It had an odd metallic clink to the noise.

[Yich]

Platt looked around the room, and with his mind threw a chair at Darkliliy just before striking out himself.

[Juz]

She blew the chair to splinters with only her mind, while physically blocking the attack. Suddenly, the door flung open, and a cloaked figure entered.

[Yich]

Platt stopped, looking at the figure, readying himself.

[Juz]

The man lowered the cloak, showing himself to be a human, with purple eyes.
Darklily bowed to him.
"Ehem." Malos said, drawing thier attention. "Platt, this man is the Prophet. That is the only name we know him by, and the only name he should be called by. He knew where you were, and told us you would help. HE is our leader."

[Yich]

Platt nodded, "What exactly will you require of me?"

[Juz]

The Prophet smiled "Me, require of you? You are helping yourself, not me. You must learn how to battle Juzians. You must use this skill to steal a Lander. You must return this Lander to the forest. As for me, I require nothing. I exist to serve."

[Yich]

"I am to learn how to fight." Platt said, throwing his stick at Darklily.

[Juz]

"Yes, you are. But fighting us requires stratagy, not blunt force." The Prophet intercepted the stick, drawing it into his hand at incredible speeds. "You must search for weaknesses, Not swing the Sword. Block, and watch thier movements while you do so. And do not let a Powerful fool you into thinking they are a regular person. Darklily is not beatable by you. This was a test of perception. You have not trained your skill enough to beat her. Sometimes, you must Bow out."

[Yich]

"Everyone can die, there's always a way to defeat your foe. I don't mind dying."

[Juz]

"Remember, the chair she splintered with meer thought was denser than you, boy. If she can splinter it,she can shred you. and as a last resort, In a true battle, She just might do so." The Prophet spoke Bluntly. "And her weapon was made unbreakable by her power, and by the same power, one could..." He stared at the stick in Darklily's hand, and it cracked in two, each piece had an odd black metal making up the center. "destroy it. Dying a fool's death only makes you a fool. There is no Glory in a death without tactic. Look at Hawkeye, He refused death until the end. Only when fighting his final enemy, did he die."

[Yich]

"Can you see me?"

[Juz]

"Hah. I am not human, not Juzian, not of any race. The furred folk are not the Juzians you know, they are an odd, new Race, undiscovered as of yet."

[Yich]

"But even they cannot see me well, only by my heat signature, which can fade."

[Juz]

"Even the faded heat signature, they can see. They have abilities. Thier king, is like me, Not of this realm, he sank into another, long ago. He gives them thier abilities, and I cannot shield you from his power."