AN HANDFUL OF CHAOS.

***In the Inner Outskirts of Continent 'Eclipse of the Oceans'..

***In Clingford Academy's Male Dormitory-B.

***Marien Lee's Dorm-room..

..

Pulling a sweaty Marien Lee up with an outstretched hand, Marien's arms trembles a little due to the intensity of his exercises.

Getting up to his feet, Marien gives a low groans before slowly making his way to a cabinet in the room.

"Were you able to get it?.", Marien Lee asks casually as he grabs a nutrient pack from the top of his cabinet before crudely tearing it open with his teeth.

"Yes.", Côhiem(The other Martial Senior in the room) answers to Marien Lee as he points his wrist towards the door where there's a long spear wrapped completely in white clothes.

Look at the wrapped spear, Marien Lee nods then speaks.

"Thank you.", Marien Lee says sincerely before he starts sucking on the nutrient pack in his hand as he moves slowly towards the new spear.

"And?.", Côhiem asks with raised brow as he looks towards the back-profile of Marien Lee who releases a chuckle at his question.

"Your payment..", Marien says with a pause as he slowly unrobes his brand new spear.

"..Is ready.", Marien Lee completes his statement while lifting his brand new spear for the first ever. With wide eyes he inspects the splendidity of the weapon with his heart beating fast as he feels the cold chill of the spear's metal within his sweaty palm.

Marien looks like he's meeting his new pet for the first time as he eyes the spear from top to bottom while feeling a flush of excitement through his mind.

He gets to test his new baby out tonight!.

Snapping himself out of his new born love for his weapon, Marien moves back to his cabinet to get Côhiem's payments.

Since the Academy has banned him and Navi from stepping out of the Academy's grounds till the death duel is settled, Marien Lee have had to ask someone to pick up his already commissioned spear from an outside Blacksmith.

Marien spent an hefty sum of twenty bronze pints on the commissioning of the spear!. Now, he has to spend four more bronze pints just to recieve the weapon.

Outrageous prices indeed.

Due to the quality of the spear, it is worth the price for its commission but the price Marien is forced to pay to recieve his already commissioned spear is basically next to armed robbery!.

Still a little overwhelmed by the feel of his new spear, Marien does not regret much as he casually pulls open a small door of his cabinet before taking out a small coin sack which he throws towards Côhiem.

‡GINGLE!.‡..

A small jingle of coins rings out as Côhiem cacthes the coin sack.

Côhiem weighs the small sack in his hand for a second and then he tucks it into his robes with a nod of his head before moving to lean his back near the window side.

"How confident are you about not dying in this duel?.", Côhiem asks Marien Lee calmly.

Merien Lee who's still slightly absorbed with gaining a feel of his new spear pauses his movements before looking towards Côhiem with a small frown on his sweaty face.

"He killed five people after all?.", Côhiem justifies his crude questions with a small shrug.

"He used a pepper bomb and the element of surprise.", Marien Lee replies with each word cold as he continues to feel the spear in his grasp.

"He still survived a five v one.", Côhiem says calmly and indeed, there is a certain logic in his words that Marien Lee obviously does not like.

"He killed my sister!.", Marien Lee hisses sharply in response and this time in a lower and tighter tone that displays a short rush of rage.

Taking in a breath, Marien calms himself down a bit as he whisper loudly while repeating words..

"He killed my sister.". Marien Lee says calmly while rasing both his brows and breathing heavily.

Côhiem nods quietly to acknowledge that there's no chance of stopping Marien Lee from going down this dangerous route and so he holds his tongue.

In honesty, Côhiem does not really think that Navi has any chance of winning against Marien Lee. The only reason Côhiem has even tried to change Marien's mind is because he feels a bit persimistic about the discussion of a death duel, after all..

You only die once.

So why risk life?.

Wacthing on silently as Marien Lee feels his grip on his new weapon Côhiem looks to the side. The silence of the room is soon broken once more as Marien Lee whisper aloud while talking almost to himself.

"How should I kill him?.", Marien Lee says while looking at the tip of the deadly weapon in his hands.

Côhiem raises a brow at this question though he keeps his thoughts to himself as Marien Lee speaks to himself.

"A stab to the heart?!.", Marien Lee says with a small smile that quickly fades.

Spinning his spear for a second, Marien Lee seems to have gone insane as he says with wide eyes..

"No!.. no. A wide slash to burst open his arrogant little face!.", Marien Lee says with a thin smile and slightly wide eyes but then he thinks he should be a little more creative with his execution.

"I know!.", Marien Lee says with a small chuckle as he looks up to Côhiem who's just wacthing silently from the window-side.

Côhiem has never seen Marien Lee act like this and so he does not know how to react to this situation though he's comfortable with being silent.

"How about I make him beg?!.", Marien Lee says with wide eyes and a small chuckle.

"He would rather die than give me his property right?,.. How about I show him death and make him beg to take the other option before killing him?!.

..

..

***In Clingford Academy's Male Dormitory..

***Navi's Dorm-room..

***Time_(16:49pm)

..

There's only one person in this dorm-room right now and of course it's Navi.

Sitting on top of his bunk bed, Navi has his back against the wall and his eyes closed. His ink-black hair falls in strands over his face while giving him a calm yet eerie aura as his body stays perfectly still.

Navi looks to be in meditation though looking at his current attire, a handful of people out there would acknowledge that battle and bloodshed is fast-coming.

Navi is fuly geared up in a familiar strap-white armour suit.

His vest is strapped on his frame, his finger-free glove are thightened on his wrists, his boots are fixed though there are no weapons placed into his suit.

The only weapon on Navi's person right now is his unsheathed Claymore sword that's lying across his lap.

Through the small window, a small gust of warm wind blows inside the space while swaying Navi's hair strands slightly then into a small rhythm that soon stops.

Despite the disturbance, Navi barely feels anything as he is in his own memories right now.

In Navi's mind, he is remembering everything from that bright night:..

The feeling of swinging his sword to take a life. The exhaustion in his breaths, the warm blood on his skin and the numbness he had felt in his palm every time his sword clashes with another!.

The rapid pace of his every thoughts, the adrenaline in his veins and the purpose to his every small movements.

The desperation he had to survive and the longing he had felt to kill!.

All of this had come together to draw out the battle monster that Navi had been that night!.

Navi has never trained enough to be that good at battle yet the more desperately he had drawn into himself, the more he finds himself thriving in the bloody atmosphere.

It felt like an inborn talent!.

Chaos seems his natural domain.

Ever since the moment when Navi had withnessed Ikita Shi's brutality in that room, he has subconsciously developed a deep craving for chaos.

A part of him icthes desperately for it though a greater part of himself has been logical enough to hold himself back from doing illogical things just for the thrill.

Like fate, things happened and now chaos has served an handful of itself on Navi's plate though can he handle the bite?.

Still unmoving in a meditation position, Navi will give clues to the answer to this question Today!.

..

..