Someone appeared at the gate out of nowhere. A translucent crystal sword rested on his back. In red fabrics, the ninja climbed to the top of the white pagoda. Golden cubes flashed around with a roar of lightning. The ninja dodged them.
A voice sounded from the top of the pagoda.
"Are you thinking of defeating me in a fair fight? And after that, you call yourself a ninja, crazy grandfather!"
"Maybe I'm crazy, but feeling like a 14-year-old youth, my ward lost in the dark. "
"Ha! Are you really thinking of dissuading me, old man? It's too late! There's no way I'm going to let the Cube Pagoda resurrect the Tea Dragon and destroy the fencing era!"
The ninja sighed.
"The change of epochs is a natural process of our world, my dear ward In..."
"Enough talking!"
Numerous cubes rushed at the ninja from above. They touched the steps and burned through. The pink ninja jumped from step to step, from place to place, drenched in sweat.
"Ying, you are forcing your master to show cruelty!" The
ninja took the crystal sword.
"A crystal melted in the intestines of a dying god. Let's see if the rumors about him are true." There was anticipation in the voice from above.
The blade sliced through the air quietly. The sounds disappeared. The golden cubes froze, enveloped by lightning. The ninja slowly stomped to the top.
"That's a bad boy… Ahhh ... forcing you to move against the flow of time… When I said that I felt in great shape, I was bragging and trying to look cool."
Beads of sweat crawled down his wrinkled forehead, frozen in the air.
"As soon as I get to you... I will give you such mentoring kicks: you will be submissive forever. Uh ... almost... a couple more steps. I hate resisting the time flow, I don't feel super fast, I feel super old!"
The ninja climbed up on the pagoda, leaned on his knees, spitting out blood.
A few steps away, a guy with an evil smile froze, a golden sword rose to the heavens. The old man looked at his ward. "I..."
Time has resumed.
The steps at the foot of the pagoda caught fire. The unbearable cotton whipped up the air like cream.
"A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a!" The guy fell and shrank into a ball, screaming heart-rendingly.
The golden cubes rushed at the gasping old man.
"I... I won't let you win, Ying!" The
cubes slowed down and soon seemed to be stuck inside an invisible stone.
The ninja wiped off the blood, continued to overcome the flow of time. "I'm too old... too... everything comes to an end, isn't that what I realized while I was raising soldiers, heroes, guardians of the tower? Every bright star, every person ever falls..."
The ninja's legs wobbled like collapsing bamboo ladders. "Ying is one of my strongest students, only stopping time can help me… But then I will retire as heroes, isn't it wonderful?" The
old man approached the frightened youngster and exhaled stale cold air.
"I'm sorry, Ying. But the power I gave you showed the worst traits in you. I could give a long lecture and conduct several educational lessons, but there is no time... there is no time… Goodbye, In."
The ninja was about to intentionally damage the youngster's hands so that he could not have the strength of a swordsman, but suddenly he heard laughter behind him.
"Master, you are so naive."
The image of the youth disappeared. "How... is this possible?! When did you master the time stop?!!" The ninja turned around and saw Ying holding a sleeping girl.
"Alma?!"
" Yes, she's alive... as long as she's alive." Ying leaned a golden sword against the girl's throat.
"Ying... do you realize that you're going to..."
The blade touched Alma's skin, and blood flowed from the thin wound.
"In order to stop the decline of the Magic Sword Era, I am ready to eliminate anyone in my path, even Alma and you, master. Surrender, throw down the sword, and no one will get hurt."
The ninja gripped his sword with a crunch. He was shaking with anger. Blood was flowing from his mouth.
[I could kill Ying, but he will kill Alma first. Great deities! How did Ying manage to copy my time stop? Is this... is this ... the power of a New Era?]
The ninja stood there doing nothing. Ying looked at the master with a tense face.
"Of course, if there is no change of epochs, eventually the world will come to an end, but this process will not happen immediately, but only after nine hundred years.
By then, I or my descendants will be able to come up with something."
"And if not?"
Ying was silent. The blade sank deeper into the girl's neck.
"Stop, In! "
"Throw the crystal sword, Master Celagmor!"
Ninja throw the sword. Ying dodged, but the edge of the blade grazed his neck.
"Good... uhf ... attempt, master ... "
"It's a pity that it failed..." the old man vomited blood, he fell down. The time stop has stopped.
Ying was holding on to the wound, all pale, but with a smile.
"Our plan worked, Alma."
The sleeping girl opened her eyes and looked at the master's corpse.
"Forgive us for this low act, Father."
<- - ->
Master Celagmor woke up under the night sky, he got up, looking around.
[Am I really...] Daggers were thrust into the newly reborn master.
"A-a-a-a?"
>> to be continued >>