The silent steps echoed in the barely lightened alley of the pillars of the underground way of the temple. The man was fairly tall, clothed in a huge cloak which covered him from head to toe. Despite his tallness, no one had notice him until now. A chuckle suddenly could be heard, deep and vibrating.
It was all too amusing. The whole situation was too amusing for him. The blindness and the stupidity of the Magéiya and the stupidity and the blindness of the humans were so funny that he wanted laugh out loud.

Of course he could do that. No one was there besides him. Well, of course there were the Mageíya guards but they couldn't hear him. They were approximately 500 m above him and they would be able to sense him, if they would concentrate enough. But... of course they didn't. Who would expect the enemy to hide under the earth? It hadn't been easy to destroy the barriers which protected the temple, and he and his companions hadn't managed to destroy it. They had managed to damage the shields to the point where they had been able to slip through them though.

Since then they hid under the temple, waiting and planning.

“Where are the others?” a sudden voice asked. Another cloaked person joined him, a man as well, who was a bit shorter. “I think in the hall down the hallway, though I don't think that everyone is there,” the first answered and the second nodded. “At least he is here. He is essential for our plan.”
The hall at the end of the hallway was located right under the most sacred room of the temple. It had exactly the same diameters and it even had the dome ceiling as the sacred room but there plenty of things missing, like the altar and the decoration.

Twelve big, solid pillars supported the ceiling, each of them representing one of the twelve gods of the old times. “My my, what a merry round!” the short one called out and the three people turned their heads to the two arriving ones. “Shut up. Where are the others?”
Two of the three men were fairly tall as well, only the third one a bit shorter. He leaned against one of the pillars, his hood pulled over his head so that his face was covered by its shadow. His hands were busy kneading a gum ball

“Don't know. I think they are busy. They aren't important at this moment though. Hey, you! Are you ready?” The one who leaned against the pillar looked up and nodded. He was the one, the essential tool and he would carry out the plan perfectly.

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It was quite surprising to Matsuda fighting. He always seemed so calm and friendly, flirty from times to times but never violent. He was, by all means, dangerous. It wasn't easy to fight against a Master and his Warrior, but fighting against a Master and two Warriors was even more difficult.
He dodged the attacks with such a grace that it seemed like he danced. To hell, he didn't even bother to protect himself with a shield. “I never knew Maatsuda could fight like that,” she whispered to Kato who grinned.

“He's one of the best fighters in the second year, as far as I know. I mean, his brother is Mao was a legend.”

Even though she had spent a lot of time with Mao, Siyeon never had asked Mao about his school life. It was never too late to ask but during all their time together the thought