Chapter Eighteen: Ulaz's return

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It was a crystal-clear night and the full moon was high in the sky. As the crickets chirped and the wolves howled into the night air... a shadow walked through the grassy fields.

"Are you positive about this, Sokka!" the figure answered. "He has fully mastered the power, especially if from his daemon?"

"I can't tell but the daemon boy had unmarked potential, even more potential than Shiro!" answered Sokka.

The one that Sokka was talking to was revealed to be a figure with a masked face, the mask that had three glowing eyes on it along two glowing stripes on the cheeks. He also wore a black body suit that was armor with a purple accent and navy blue shoulder pads, and on his back had a dagger-like blade with a half 'S' shaped symbol.

"The boy called Keith, the last time I saw him he was acting wildly through Sendak's Base!" The figure said as he then gave an exasperated sigh. "I haven't met him yet, but I'm almost certain he's just as troublesome as any youngster."

"Hmm..." Sokka hummed. "If you say so, but Shiro has guided the boy to the right path, the right path I hoped for!"

"I see," the figure mused. "Then it will be up to me to test these two." He then looked up toward the moon. "I will see if they are worthy to go against Zarkon!"

The following morning, the sun shines over the foot of a hot volcanic mountain. The environment was not for neither man nor beast. Only fools would dare to enter a place such as this.

"Keep working, fools!"

And here was an example of such a fool or fools as they were digging up volcanic ash to be used by The Galra empire's weapons and armor.

"Work faster!" a Galra commander spoke to his slaves in the volcanic mountain. "Oh! Why would anyone ever want to work in a place like this?!" then he approached the large doors, then a elevator to all the way down, where he arrived in a room with lots of clay pots, a kiln, some shovels, an anvil, and other things that one might in a smithy.

"So any luck!" said the Galra commander.

"I'm also done with the armory!" said a blacksmith. "But it will take time..."

"We don't need time!" yelled the Galra commander. "Zarkon wants us to complete this armor by sundown!"

Just then, Sendak came from the elevator with Adam.

"GAH!!" the Galra commander yelped as he turned around... and found Sendak and Adam standing behind him, Sendak's cold, calm expression on his face.

"L-Lieutenant Sendak!!" He soon saluted before his following Lieutenant.

"No need for the patriots!" Sendak said. "So, this is the new armor!" As he observed his surroundings, this new armor was entirely different, it was a dark purple on it with a tinge of red on the sides.

"Yes, it's inappropriate for new Galra soldiers!" the Galra commander said.

"Yes it is, commander Giza!" Sendak said. "How many did you make in this armor!"

"...Just one, why." Giza said.

"Because I want to give it to someone, Adam!" Sendak said.

"Yes, my lieutenant!" Adam said.

"Come look!" Sendak said

"Wow, that's a fancy type of armor!" Adam said as he stared at the armor.

"Yes, what are you worthy!" Sendak said.

"What...why do you ask me that..I" Adam said.

"I said, are you Worthy!" Sendak interrupted him.

"Yes I am!" Adam said.

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