A Crusader in Eragon

The Reveal, and Goodbyes

Andy was still standing in shock of what he had read. Yang had bought a Zanpakto, specifically an Ember Cecilia version. But that wasn't what he was worried about.

[Name: Yang]

[Species: Half Sayian]

[Level: 1]

[HP: 100]

[MP: 10]

[Aura: 500]

[Str: 74]

[Spd: 69]

[Dex: 60]

[End: 153]

[Def: 120]

[Int: 20]

[Wis: 12]

[Node: 1 point is the power of one healthy adult]

[Boxing: Intermediate max]

Andy: Well then. That's certainly a thing.

Yang: What?

Andy: I'll tell you about it later.

Eragon: Good, because we need to talk.

Andy: Oh hey Eragon.

Eragon: Come with me to the training area.

Andy: Sure.

Andy followed Eragon to the arena, where Eragon turned to him.

Eragon: You forced me to leave when I wanted to help you, and then I had to take care of your team. so I want a little compensation.

Andy: Sure, what do you want? I have items, money, pretty much anything from the shop.

Eragon: Spar with me, one on one, no holds barred.

Andy: Sure, take the first hit.

Eragon: Your loss.

Eragon kicked Andy in the face, sending him flying through the forest, and into a lake. Not seconds later Andy came bursting out of the lake, sword drawn. They clashed and the shockwaves pushed the rest of the group back. As the two of them exchanged blows, the rest watched, as two masters of sword fighting went at it. Before long the warm up was done and none of them could keep up with the sheer speed. None that is, except Jaune with his newly augmented senses. He was in awe of the skill and speeds they operated at.

They continued this until Andy let his guard down. It lasted less than a millisecond but Eragon was able to take advantage of it, and kicked Andy as hard as he could. Andy effectively disappeared to everyone watching from the sheer speed he was sent into the air.

Faux: Well, looks like Eragon wins.

Eragon: Give it a second.

In an instant, Andy was back, and he punched Andy into the ground so hard, he actually cracked the earth beneath them. They proceed in fisticuffs that would make Baki blush. It was brutal, blood everywhere, mostly Andy's. Eventually Andy got a single good hit on Eragon, knocking him to the ground, once again cracking it and leaving a crater.

[STOP! Eragon's HP is at 1, a single hit will kill him.]

Andy stopped his fist mid swing.

Eragon: Welp. looks like you win, back to a tie, 784 to 784.

Andy: You kept track? I mean, so did I but I thought that was just me.

Eragon: Nope. So now, we are tied. And now we have to see each other again.

Andy: Leaving so soon?

Eragon: Andy, I've been here for five years training those dumbasses behind you. It's time for me to move on.

Andy: Hey, those are my dumbasses.

Eragon: Those kids will follow you anywhere, without a second thought. Take care of them.

Andy helped Eragon stand up, and pulled something out of his pocket. It was a pocket knife, with a silver dragon etched into it.

Andy: Here, take this. A memento from my past life, as a promise to see each other again.

And so, Andy and Eragon shared the most bro hug of all history, and Eragon opened a portal and walked through. Where did he go? Well that's a story for another time.