(Akram's tower-house) Akram explained to Junaid what Hordor really is.
Hordor is the king of the beasts, they appear out of nowhere in Dead City and then rampage everywhere, it has been happening for last three years. Those who have awakened their power after it don't even know about it.
"We have made a lot of mistakes, when it appeared for the first time, the one to go past those monsters and face Hordor was Bilal along with the Leader, but he lost miserably and countless people died. He left in regret that he was reckless, and couldn't protect anyone." He stopped and took a long breath, "The next time we all Nova decided to fight but the results were same, this time we have decided to pick up representatives, that would be selected and if they do, they will face the monsters and fight with Hordor." He grinned, "and the selection has already begun."
"I see, thats how it is." Junaid said, "So I have to fight you and win against you, right?" He looked at Akram,
"Yes." He said and they both moved to the different dimension, "3rd Dimension" a skill only the Nova's can use.
Bilal was left alone, or thats how it looked,
"Why don't you come out," He loudly said, a person came out from dark, he was around 40~50 years old, but his physical shape was telling that he was used to hard torture.
"You found out," That man said,
"Its been a long time, Father." His expression was not pleasant.
"You wont call me 'Oton' now," He said while he sat on the chair, Bilal used to call his father as Oton.
"I gave up on that long ago."
"Such a cute child you were, what are you up to these days?" He asked
"Its none of your concern, and I should be the one asking that question, whats with this selection?" The Father and Son conversation was not normal, not most of the people have that type of conversation.
"I thought you hated Nova's way of doing things, so we decided to add the audience as well."
"Well it doesn't matter to me." Bilal stood up, he was going out.
"I forgot to tell you, Celina is the one I am representing. She was the one who asked me about it, I never forced her."
"Humph, if it weren't for that debt, I would have prayed for your death."
"Its not a debt, my son" he answered softly and politely, "its something a father must do."
"You and your dialogues." He left saying that.
