The Softshine Saga:Claudia The Ambitious(Canceled Until Further Notice)

Arc 1.9

The Chivalry's Charge

Claudia smiled her typically cold smile as Kion Lieflan sat uncomfortably close to his silent father.Since the sudden Drakon attack, the entire Arena have been on full lockdown,keeping everyone- Combatant and civilian alike- contained within designated areas.
In this case, nearly all of the Fighters and their Trainers was kept inside the Combatant Lounge to await the Tourney to begin anew.Soul Craftsman and Oris Jemhart did not return from the Storage Facility; that must have meant that the Drakon was somehow able to overpower the duo of detestable wretches.She should be happy about this- after all, she feels that Soul and Oris's mere existence undermines her own, and she despises the Monster with every fiber of her being.But she wanted to inflict immense psychological damage to the creature before it inadvertly brings
the True Egalitarians into the political sphere through its rage.Claudia's plot have ultimately been foiled...but at least her seeds of hatred and confirmation bias is beginning to blossom.Kion looked down at his sandaled feet with his elbows on his knees and hands in his chin, apparently deep in thought.If her earlier words before the attack have the desired effect, it won't be long before her Red Flower blossoms into an effective weapon for her organization.
On her left side, Aus sat with his arms sternly folded over his green sweatshirt, almost completely devoid of emotion.Only his dark emerald eye- hard and harsh- coveyed anything about his true feelings.It have been nearly an hour since they have Telepathically communicated due to the Arena Employee prohibited any form of Telepathy Arts, and the Cycloptic woman wanted desperately to talk to him about what to do next now that her main chance at redemption have been dispatched.
Fortunately, she didn't have to wait much longer; the firm, elegant voice of G.A.O.S. emited itself all over the Greymeyer Arena.

"Greetings, civilians.The Drakon have been utterly subdued.We have recieved permission from the Council of Strength and Skill to continue on with the Tournament shortly.You all may now proceed to use Telepathy, Celluar Stones, and other miscallenous methods of nonverbal communication."

Finally!Claudia immediately send a Telepathic message to her Trainer.

'There is no mention of the Abomination,'

she states with a frown.

'Perhaps it have managed to defeat the Drakon after all.'

'If that is true,'

Aus states grimly, his Inner Voice tense and urgent.

'Then its demise must be ensured for the overall safety of Unia Land.If it turns savage, only the strongest people in the country will have any chance of defeating it.'

'The Unian Government must have an ulterior motive to keeping the thing alive.Its power is too great to go unrecognized.'

'I wager,' spectulated the Cycloptic mountain of a man,

'that they are planning to use the creature Soul Craftsman for their own selfish gains.As of now, it can be easily manipulated to suit their agenda, so they will regard it as a citizen until it have outlived its usefulness.'

Claudia folded her arms while she reflected on her superior's theory.

'I see.I wouldn't put it pass them to do such a wretched thing.The Government put on a facade for caring about the well-being of us citzens, but like all forms of leadership, it is only after power to fatten and expand itself.'

Aus's expression changed slightly to one of profound sadness and desperation.

'That is why the True Egalitarians must dismantle the current, selfish establishment and enstate a new, much less self-centered state in its place.One where citzens will not be tools in the Government's wretched toolshed.'