Zerø : The Eight Supremes

Fooled

"Brother, help me out here! Master's orders!" Oscar was laughing hard. He can't contain his excitement about the sudden appearance of a comrade-in-arms.

Three years ago, in a certain port.

A man can be seen standing. In his front are almost a hundred fishermen with their spears and knives. The man has a conical hat and is wearing a robe.

"I am not here for fighting, I just want to meet the strongest man in this place." The man in the conical hat, Oscar, stepped back a little.

"Then you have to get through us." One man said, while the others are clearly emitting hostility.

Oscar then scratched his head in annoyance.

He then stepped back again, but this time, a person clad in armor took the front of the fishermen.

He is a bulky man with a red dazzling armor and stripes of yellow and black over joints, hinges and nooks. The highlights can make a human puke out because of the dizzying design.

"I am Dariel, may I know the persona of my visitor today?" He calmly asked, making the fishermen shiver in fear. The exchange didn't escaped the man's eyes and he knew that this person in front of himis a man of honor.

"My name is Oscar Lancero, we are from Ur, and we are looking for a descendant of our master!" The man in a conical hat said.

Dariel was a bit confused at first, but he know that these people are far stronger, and Ur isnt a place in this planet, and with that, he came up into a nasty idea that came into this war.

At the center of war.

"Yano! What is the meaning of this?" Vin, holding his sword can't understand the way Oscar knew Yano.

Now, a third party is involved, the war became more savage.

Zeke arrived beside Yano, he looked at Vin and Oscar, then looked at Dariel. Yano and him doesn't have any weapons in their hands, and they look like spectators of the battle.

"YANO!" Vin shouted again, in despair. He knew that he can't beat Yano, and in his situation right now, he won't even manage to procure a strike.

Vin's voice carried a tinge of anger and disappointment. The one he trusted the most, and the one who he learned from- Yano- is now standing beside Dariel. Yano seemed unfazed, but Zeke knew that there is something wrong.

Yano flew up in the air. His fluttering robes carried an elegant scene. The battlefield is now on the verge of ending.

"Oscar, who is your master again?"

The laughing Oscar felt a chill on his spine. Despite of that, he still smiled at Yano. He confidently pointed at Dariel.

Hovering in the wind, Yano took out a sword. The sword is almost a meter in length. He threw it exactly in between Vin and Dariel.

The sword is pitch black in color. The hilt is almost nine inches long and the cross guard is almost five inches long. The strong is two inches wide while the weak is three inch wide. The fuller stretches out until three fourths of the strong. The sword emanates a strong aura that almost all of the people inside a hundred meter radius stopped and looked at the sword.

"My master is him." Yano pointed at Vin and nodded. He then shifted his gaze towards Dariel. He nodded at the man too.

"That sword belongs to the family that we served for millenias and is passed down from generations to generations. The sword is a keepsafe of our masters to ward off evil forces. "