The Earth After Rebirth

It was Isaac's turn to knit his eyebrows, confused. They may not see eye to eye with each other, in fact they may never be more than just enemies but he was sure of one thing—he wasn't the type to back down from a fight.

"Just what do you mean it's too harsh? In the olden days, those who betrayed weren't coddled they were beheaded." He got up from his chair, the involuntary movement didn't register to him—he just had to make him see reason.

"Do you know how strong a general harbinger is?" He asked not taking his eyes off the fight happening in the coliseum.

He seemed to actually ponder his question, "I don't know. Maybe it would take two guardians to take one down?" Isaac answered unsure.

"That's not true. Nikolai and I went on a dungeon run earlier, we met one. When I tell you, they're strong I'm not kidding. If it wasn't for my mount we would've died."

"Okay? Then three guardians? What's that gotta do with anything? Your friend there just said we should put our hostilities aside and work together and it feels like you're only against this because I came up with it."

The argument was getting louder and heated. Fortunately the noise around them drowned their voices completely and people were focused on the fight before them.

The only ones who had first row to the entertainment were the guardians. Kiro's friends were ready to step in and stop the two should a fight break out.

"If I'm to be the leader, I can't let such trivial emotions get in the way," He said getting up from his chair and facing Isaac. Getting intrusively close.

That's also when Hiro, Ishaan and Felix involuntarily moved forward. Not wanting to be too far to stop them from fighting. Nobody was surprised this was happening, it was only a matter of time.

"If a general is that strong, how strong do you think an ancient one is? I know for a fact you don't believe your dad knows anything about what is going on. I do. Let me tell you, we do not want to have the ancient one cross over here, that would be the end of us.
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"Clipping the wings of our own strength would only be hurting ourselves—it would be detrimental. I already said your idea is not that bad, so no need to get emotional."

Isaac was lost for words. He hadn't thought that far at all. All he focused on was the problem in front of him and nothing else. That was a flaw of his, not being able to see the bigger picture—he always needed his father for that.

But he was starting to branch out from him. He wanted to be his own person. He didn't like it at all but took these lessons with a grain of salt.

A self proclaimed Prince of Sanctauri had to accept his shortcomings and learn from those he deemed commoners. It was a sight to see.

"What's your proposal then?" He wasn't backing down.

"I can imprison them within myself, you don't have to know in depth about how. Isla can use her illusionary arts to bend their wills in our favour. That's the best I can come up with on the spot but I'm sure it's better than chipping at our own ranks."

Kiro didn't move for a while as he intently looked him in the eyes. Daring him to challenge his opinion and tweaks on the proposal he brought to the table.

Isla found herself blushing. She didn't know the limits of her own skills, but to have Kiro have this much faith on her made her feel very warm and a little bit confident.

Like many others, she hadn't explored much of the illusions she could produce. And this became her new goal. Nobody had expected for these skills to be useful in real life—so naturally most neglected them.

"Can it really work?" It was Nikolai who asked, "that would really be great. I think I have PTSD from fighting that general. Teams should definitely have three guardian veterans leading."

Felix chuckled. Nikolai had went through so much in his life, even witnessing his mother's death only for him to be traumatised by a monster within a game. He just found it funny.

'Ah right. It's not a game anymore.' He reminded himself.

"I'll be honest, I've never tried it before. But I've taken someone within my world, so it's possible to do that." He went on for a while about what it was.

This reminded him of the idea he came up with of using jump to travel to other worlds, so he consulted his friends and the two—Isaac and Ursa.

Kiro laid it all out for them.

"I know you were overpowered before but aren't you doing too much?" Ishaan questioned.

"Considering my creation skill was stolen? I think I've been robbed." He was joking but he felt that in his core.

"Then shouldn't you be perfecting the skill instead of watching these dumb fights?" Isaac blurted out.

Kiro looked at him with an eyebrow raised, 'does he think we're friends now or something?'

"It's fine, my clones are doing the work." He shrugged looking back to the fight, Kiro was very disappointed when he saw Ronald had already won.

In fact they were no longer on the platform, some other fighters were there. Circling each other like animals trying to learn whether the other is prey or predator.

He slumped back on his chair, signaling to everyone that he didn't want to converse anymore. While the others weren't taking these fights seriously, he was a bit different.

Kiro had seen the past—he'd experienced it and if he had the power to control all of them he would be handing out the true blood potion like it were water.

This is why he wanted to watch, so that even when someone loses he had already assessed their strengths and way of fighting, and those who passed his test whether they'd lost or not, would make it to guardianship.