As Reed and Euna approached the training area, Zach, Roseanne, Thame, and their mentors arrived as well. They all noticed the unusual sounds and were curious.
Roseanne stared in amazement. "Look at BJ and Azriel! They're really good with those wooden katanas."
Zach agreed. "Yeah, they're impressive. Their moves are so precise."
Thame's mentor, Ms. Jane, nodded. "They have a lot of talent. "
Mr. Tero, standing with Zach, added, "They're special. "
BJ and Azriel continued their sparring match, their wooden katanas clashing loudly. BJ was smiling with excitement, while Azriel's face was serious and focused. They moved quickly and skillfully, clearly enjoying their fight.
Thame said, "BJ looks so excited, and Azriel is really focused. "
Euna smiled. "Yes, their different styles balance each other out. It's impressive to watch."
"Seeing them makes me want to improve my own skills." Zach and the others saud
Euna encouraged him, "You will kids. It takes practice and hard work. BJ and Azriel's dedication shows what's possible."
As BJ and Azriel continued their sparring match, their wooden katanas clashed loudly. BJ was clearly enjoying the fight, her face lit up with excitement. She leaped onto a nearby table, using it to build momentum as she swung her katana at Azriel. Azriel struggled to block her attack, his face showing concentration and effort.
BJ grinned widely, shouting, "Show me all you got, Az!" She laughed, clearly having fun with the intense match.
Roseanne watched with a mix of amazement and amusement. "Watching BJ fight like that, she looks like a crazy person," she said.
The others nodded in agreement, their eyes glued to the action.
Euna spoke up, "She's so different from her mother and father, Bea and Tin. They're much more reserved. BJ's energy and spirit really stand out."
As the sparring match continued, Azriel suddenly began to fight back with incredible speed. His eyes were focused, and he moved with precision.
He dodged BJ's attacks effortlessly, using quick side steps and sharp turns. With each move, Azriel seemed to anticipate BJ's next strike. He countered with smooth, flowing movements, his wooden katana slicing through the air.
Azriel executed a spinning maneuver, catching BJ off guard. He then made a fast, clean strike that sent BJ's wooden katana flying from her hands. It soared through the air and landed several feet away.
Both of them stood, breathing heavily, their faces flushed from the intense fight. BJ looked at Azriel with wide eyes, amazed.
"That was incredible, Azriel!" she said, catching her breath. "You really stepped it up."
Azriel, still breathing hard, smiled back. "Thanks, BJ. You made me push my limits."
The onlookers cheered and clapped, impressed by the skill and speed they had just witnessed. Euna, watching proudly, knew that such dedication and improvement would inspire everyone to keep working hard.
Mr. Jake walked over to where BJ's wooden katana had landed near Zach's group. He picked it up and noticed the group watching intently. His expression changed to one of surprise as he saw them.
" Ahh, Keep this secret guys. Sparring is not allowed in level two but BJ insisted " He immediately explain
" Typical her " Zach said making the others nodded
" That's fine Jake , anyway what are you guys teaching those kids?! They're amazing! " Ms. Jane said
Ms. Pen, another mentor of BJ and Azriel approached them glancing at the kids with wide eyes.
"Are they really just 9 and 10 years old?" Ms. Pen asked, shocked. "They're incredibly good for their age!"
Mr. Jake nodded, looking impressed despite his earlier reprimand. "Yes, they're exceptional. They've been putting in a lot of hard work."
The group continued to watch in awe, realizing just how talented BJ and Azriel were. The mentors exchanged glances, clearly impressed by the young fighters' skills.
The day's classes finally ended, and everyone headed home. As night fell, the training facility was quiet. One by one, the lights in the rooms were turned off, and soon, everyone was fast asleep.
Azriel, however, was still awake. He quietly got out of bed and made his way to his secret basement. Azriel descended into the basement, his steps soft on the stairs. As he reached the bottom, he saw Zomma waiting for him in the dim light. The baby zombie boy was perched on a small stool, his eyes glowing faintly in the dark.
"Hey, Zomma," Azriel greeted softly, his voice filled with warmth.
Zomian's face lit up with a small, friendly smile. He hopped off the stool and shuffled over to Azriel, his small, zombified body moving with a surprising grace.
" Brother! Miss you! "
Azriel gigled ,reached down and gently patted Zomma's head.
The basement was filled with various tools and equipment,
Azriel worked in his lab, eager to continue his experiments. He took out the glass container with the live white rats and put it on the workbench. He looked at the rats closely, noting how they acted and their health.
His mind drifted back to a month ago, remembering how the rats had attacked and the surprising appearance of the Goliath , A Massive Zombie. Meno had said that the Goliath was a white rat that turned into a huge creature when it died. The rats were part of an experiment, and the Goliath was the result.
Azriel opened his notebook and reviewed his notes. He wanted to figure out how the rats were changed and how the Goliath transformation happened. He set up tests to study the virus in the rats, hoping to find clues about the transformation.
He looked at samples under the microscope, watching how the virus behaved. He was focused on discovering the secret behind the Goliath. Understanding this could help prevent future attacks and reveal more about the experiments.
" Thank to your blood Zomma , They are calm and seems like they are now can be considered as a pets " He said giving Zomma apples
" Hmm! Zomma! Good! "
And then time passed by. Two years later, the kids had grown into young fighters. Azriel and Thame were now 12 years old, BJ, Reed, and Zach were 11, and Roseanne, the youngest, was 10. Their training had been tough, and they had become skilled with their weapons.