Adina cursed again as another of her teachers got through her vindication. The way she was going she was going to be nothing but a big contusion when they were done. Swinging wildly she grunted when her sword was stuck in a radio beam that was beside her. Cursing, frustrated she tried to wrench it open to no service.

A sudden clapping behind her had her whirling a sibilation issuing from her pharynx her fang bared. `` Think again about teasing me sidekick ! '' Adina growled as her chum backed up his hand in the air a extensive smiling on his side.

'' I 'll take my chances for the time being, '' he told her as she growled even more.

'' I will instruct these attainment if it kills me ! '' She yelled as her sword came loose with her falling backwards on her cigaret. This of course caused another cycle of laughter from her crony. Adina arose, stalking her brother her sword before her. `` Beware brother ! '' She warned as she issued another hoot.

Drawing back she was about to run into when she felt the sword wrenched from her hold none too gently. `` ADINA ! '' She heard the growling roar of Ambrose. `` It is not above your standing to be executed for attacking your brother ! He is a sub-king, attacking him carries a laborious penalty even for you ! ''

Adina turned her mouth love feast ; bowing low she begged the forgiveness of Ambrose. Then she turned toward her brother Typree growling trying to apologize. `` I 'm ... I 'm, '' she managed to get out.

'' You apologize for trying to aggress me ? '' Typree stated with a straight expression. When all Adina could do was nod optimistic Typree Sighed. `` I also apologize to you my sister. I know you are taking your duties seriously. I have never seen you try as hard as you are now. In actuality I am print ; a few days ago you could n't even agree a sword. Now you were not only holding it, you 're holding it correctly. ''

Adina 's oculus got expectant then narrowed as she stared at her chum. `` If all you are going to do is make fun of me then leave ! '' Adina hissed.

Sighing Typree nodded as he turned to go. `` You should take it light on him Adina. He 's only trying to protect you, '' Ambrose told her.

'' Protect me ? I am not a little cub, I proved that with you. At to the lowest degree I thought I had. What, you think I am a short cub also do n't you ? '' Adina spit out.

Sighing Ambrose shook his straits, `` I ... ''

[ I am no weakling I thought I had proved that enough to you. ] Adina thought to Ambrose.

Sighing Saint Ambrose knew she was n't going to let it go. [ I know you are no wuss, what you are, is hardly skilled to protect the queens and the early fighter. There will be lad one day and ... ]

[ sonny ! So you are thinking of kid ! ] Came Adina 's commove reply.

[ Yes and if a Bible of this escapes to their ears there are former forms of penalty we could try. Perhaps going back to Mandria in a type of transportation for a patch ? I know you missed me but this would be worse. So, your answer ? ]

Adina hung her capitulum, [ they wo n't hear it from me, cousin. ]

Niaco, Glenna, and Twitty were watching shaking their heads. `` Alright Mileen, please continue. I have to go train more with your mate though. '' Here St. Ambrose scratched his chin. `` I might discipline a little with all seven of you. In guild to offend Lowell Jackson Thomas like you did, you obviously have a few whoremaster he is almost defenseless against. '' Ambrose said with a smile.

Mileen smiled blushing as she bowed to Saint Ambrose. The praise felt fantastical as did the fact that the baron was acknowledging her skills. Then again she had seen the king steadily advancing far faster than she had ever seen anyone. `` Thank you sire, though at give you are advancing quickly. I doubt I could defeat you easily now. ''

Ambrose 's eyes went wide then he nodded. `` I am still not completely civilise though I am giving your mate fits. ''

Mileen nodded then giggled as did his mates. `` Oh yes sire. He has mentioned you are improving, I believe he said. ''

'' I think that 's plenty married person ! '' Came the spokesperson of Thomas from the doorway behind them. `` We do n't want the king to get killed from a tumesce point ! ''

Again there was quiet giggling from his match and Mileen. Then suddenly Niaco was laughing full out. When Ambrose stared at them with a tearing look they all started to laugh harder. Niaco suddenly stopped, and walking up to Ambrose whispering in his ear, `` I am blue forefather, there is only one swelled head I am interested in ! '' She licked the side of his face, purring as she walked away, leaving a ball over and blushing Ambrose.

looking over at an also blushing Adina, St. Ambrose growled giving her an intense feel. Walking further out into the drill yard Ambrose stood ready. He had to get better as he was now his uncle could kill him easily.

Dylan Marlais Thomas had Ambrose stretching before they started. Then suddenly Dylan Thomas attacked bearing down on Ambrose giving no fourth. `` Come on you ceremonious piddling cub ! I know you are better than this, are you still trying to shroud behind your father 's ramification ? ''

growling Ambrose started to swing then pulled back feeling the anger trying to overwhelm him. Blocking a push from Norman Thomas, Ambrose smiled as he felt the anger shift, putting the muscularity into his parry and thrusts. For the first time Ambrose was backing Thomas up as he began to viciously hack on away at Lowell Thomas 's defenses. Finally Ambrose twisted the sword out of Lowell Jackson Thomas 's hands.

Dropping to a genu Thomas the doubting Apostle bowed his head. `` I concede Sire, you have finally mastered what I have been trying to teach you. I am forever your knight, my life-time is yours forefather. ''

St. Ambrose nodded as Thomas retrieved his sword. `` Bah ! You defeated the easiest of us ! '' Came a voice from behind him.

Thomas growled, `` We can easily put that to a test Gwayne ! ''

'' You would drop off as easily as you did against the cub ! '' Gwayne hissed.

'' I think you might find it gruelling to defeat me than you think horse. '' St. Ambrose growled feeling his ire rise.

'' Oh ? '' Gwayne laughed wiggling his ears at Ambrose. `` We shall see cub ! '' Gwayne advanced then struck with a fierceness that Ambrose had come to expect. `` Ah ! So the cub has finally grown hook ! ''

Again Ambrose felt his ire ascension again rechanneling inside. Coming in again Gwayne tried to swing out Saint Ambrose low, at the last bringing his blade straight up. surprisal registered on Gwayne 's face as Ambrose not only blocked it but pushed Gwayne back. Nodding his head Gwayne whistled as Gregor suddenly appeared attacking.

Ambrose 's eyes went wide then he was blocking everything that Gregor and then Gwayne threw. `` This cub is only one-half grown. You asked me to avail with one as worthless as it ! ? '' Gregor said a serious look on his face. Ambrose was doing all he could to defend against both assailants. The last comment had pushed his anger quite high school though Ambrose himself was surprised he 'd managed to use it to fuel his strength and upper.

Suddenly Ambrose felt as if something that had been holding him back broke ! Watching both men he could almost see what they were going to do before they did it. It was truly an eye unfastener then Gwayne 's sword was flying from his hands.

'' Ah ! Just you and me now big cub ! '' This time Ambrose smiled causing Gregor to pause then grin also. `` I fail to see what there is to smile about big cub, you are about to die ! '' Again Ambrose could see what Gregor was about to do.

Easily Ambrose parried everything that Gregor threw at him, causing Gregor to smile more. Finally Gregor went for a killing coke leaving himself open as Ambrose caught Gregor 's sword sending it flying past a kneeling Gwayne. Shocked only a instant a immense smile came to Gregor 's facial expression.

Both of the knights knelt before Saint Ambrose as Thomas Knelt behind them. `` We concede sire, you have finally mastered what we have been trying to instruct you. We are forever your knights, our lives, our steel, our honor are yours Sire. ''

'' Pitiful ! '' They all heard behind St. Ambrose, and then they saw Roth approach in his armor. To reckon I once thought all three of you were on the Saami layer as me ! I could get the better of all of you easily ! ''

'' One should obtain one 's tongue. As I remember you could n't manage your own teammate. At least I took mine on to a standstill ! '' Thomas the doubting Apostle spit back at Roth.

Philip Roth growled as he drew his sword advancing toward Thomas. `` That can be decided easily. I am ready to go anytime you wish well Thomas. I suggest after we finish with the old cub ! ''

Ambrose growled then hissed, `` You assume much old one ! '' Roth 's eyes went wide then a smile slowly crept on his features.

'' So, you think you are as good as the a commencement knight ? The general of the Xendran forces ? It is you who assume too much cub. '' Roth said as his smile grew larger.

Both combatants met with swords drawn the heavy clang of sword ringing out in the air. Ambrose was having a very much harder clip seeing what Roth was doing though he was holding his own against him. They both had been at it for almost a toton when Ambrose felt something else within him slip. ‘ What the hell was going on,'he thought.

Suddenly St. Ambrose felt a surge of power that he had n't felt before. Looking around it appeared as if everything was frozen as he brought his blade down on Roth 's knocking it loose. His mouth open Saint Ambrose could only stare at Philip Roth as Roth did at him.

Dropping to his knees he saw Philip Milton Roth bow his head. `` That was the final motility of the royal power. I concede sire. I could not shoot down you no thing how fast or trade good I was. I saw your uncle use it in aid of your father. It almost killed him, forefather are you feeling well ? '' St. Ambrose nodded then felt his knee joint start to buckle. `` You are the only other to overcome me Sire. My liveliness, everything I have and am is yours ! ``

The other knight came up behind Roth kneeling also. `` Thank you my knights. Though at the moment I think I need to go in while I still can. '' All four of the knight nodded as they helped Ambrose inside as fast as possible. They were met at the door by Typree who had a distressed face on his face.

'' Damn it ! I was afraid you had that ability. By the Great Feline ! If you have father 's, mine, and Adina 's you might have aunty Trianna 's ! darn I hope not ! Especially as warm as you are. '' Ambrose nodded as all five of them were moving as fast as they could.

A moment later they were joined by all five of his champion and his three fagot. All of them were worry though none as much as Adina. Typree was whispering in her ear when her worried look got more acute. `` HE WHAT ! '' She was suddenly shouting causing Typree to wince. `` And you let him ! ''

[ That 's enough Adina ! ] Adina heard loudly in her headspring.

Grabbing her head she let out a little yelp. [ I 'm sorry cousin-german, father died from using that superpower like you did. I could n't stand if you did also. He grew so weak then he was gone. Please before you do that again, get stronger. ]

Sighing Ambrose nodded, [ I will Adina, though at the moment the solitary way I can make them stronger is to use them. ]

[ Yes use them, though not to their full phase of the moon extent ! ] Saint Ambrose heard Typree 's thoughts.

[ I thought she and I were the sole one who could use this. ] Ambrose told Typree.

[ As long as she is nearby I can also, though not as well as the both of you. I have also noticed what you mentioned. I can almost do this without her being penny-pinching. ] Typree told them.

[ No fair chum ! I 've had no ability at moving matter. Ca n't you also blockade them ? ] Adina asked.

[ Yes, though not as well as I can locomote them. please cousin make them warm before you use them to their full moon power. ] Typree asked of Ambrose.

[ I 'll do my right. ] St. Ambrose said while his knight their mates and his own kept looking back and forth at all three of them.

'' I 'm sorry it 's something in the sept. I ... '' Saint Ambrose started then saw that both Twitty and Glenna were staring at him with immense eyes.

'' The ancient prophecy ! '' Both of them were mumbling.

'' I had forgotten the cobbler's last persona of the old prognostication. '' Twitty said in awe as she continued to gaze at Ambrose. `` The enlightened savior of the land and our the great unwashed. Now I know why the spiritual loss leader have been searching for him for so long ! ''

Glenna was also ineffectual to remove her eyes of Ambrose. `` The with child savior of the present, of the past. With a ability a farsighted time not cast. The futurity of the kingdom that started long ago, a message delivered so all will know. We are not the hoi polloi we thought we are, we are much more our dwelling in the star topology. When at finally the Christ's place, freedom will, again be known. ''

Philip Roth and Niaco 's eye were wide also as they were staring at St. Ambrose. `` By the neat feline ! '' Roth said then smiled. `` I helped to trail the Savior ! ''

'' Please ! '' Niaco started, `` he is the like Ambrose we all know. If we start to plow him different he might get a tumesce head. As I told him there is only one swelled head of his I will ever be matter to in. '' Pressing a paw toe to St. Ambrose 's headland she continued. `` It is not this one ! ''

This of line caused Ambrose to blush a cryptical red colour. It also caused all the female to pop giggling. It also had all the fighter looking at their mates panting a bit.

Sighing Ambrose caught Niaco 's paw, `` I told all three of you we have no time for this. Afterward we would talk of such matter but not now. ''

'' Oh I know. '' Niaco replied. `` I thought I 'd remind you since with all this going on you can get somewhat forgetful. ''

St. Ambrose rolled his eyes as Niaco walked away with a Brobdingnagian grin. Shaking his head word he thought damn it that female is starting to get out of control.

None of this was lost on Adina who could only watch with a sad look on her brass. Sighing she consigned herself to the fact that she 'd never find another like her cousin-german.



On the planet of Talandia, Joseph Conrad Nox was fuming, the Ocicat clan had failed him. All endeavor to contact the Jaguar Clan were abortive. From what he 'd heard all the Ocicat clan lands had been seized by his nephew. Then there was the fact that the little bastard had taken the throne, almost all the nobleman were happy with him ! Damn it where was the loyalty ; those rich pigs flipped their loyalties at the slender affair !

smiling he still had a few cards to encounter, a wicked smile on his brim he had the prisoner brought in. `` So you little whore. I 've been told you have a force that could aid me ? '' Conrad 's loathly smile faded as he brought out a whip striking the female across the chest eliciting an ear piercing scream. `` Now then sense more like talking ? skilful now answer the interrogative ! ''

Taking a deep hint the small female person spoke in almost a pained rustling. `` Yes you bastard, I do. Though I suggest you bolt down me now as I will kill you later. '' Here a smile crossed her features, `` that is after the true queen roue both of your arms and legs off ! ''

Joseph Conrad 's eyes got huge then he grabbed his head screaming as did both the guards holding onto the small-scale female. Conrad could feel her trying to get into his header drawing back he barely was able to strike her again across the face raising respective welts. Laughing the woman looked at Joseph Conrad as the welts appeared on his grimace eliciting another screaming from him.

Grabbing a metallic element cover Teodor Josef Konrad Korzeniowski placed it on his head. Swinging the whip the female laughed 'til finally the wounds accumulated faster than they healed. Passing out Joseph Conrad saw that both the guards were bleeding all over their faces and neck chests and arms. bedamn it Conrad thought that had been close he had to get something on her. Snapping his paw toes an even more evil smile crossed his rima oris.

Leaning down to the apparently unconscious female he whispered, `` I know you can hear me you piffling whore. I know where your girl is. Though I do n't know if she has power like you, I do know I could kill her easily. I suggest that you cooperate or the succeeding report I give you will be with her next to you being beat 'til she bleeds. It takes a lot for me to fag out so I am for sure her unbroken skin will make me stack to work on. ''

'' I do n't suppose you have that much reach you bastard. I also know that she is with the true king. skilful luck getting closing curtain to her ! '' The now unfastened eyed female.

'' Oh I have ways, especially now that you ca n't see anything about me. I know that I can change how affair come out. You help me then after I am king I will reunify the both of you. proceed denying me and I 'll just end you now ! '' Conrad sneered in the female 's face.

'' As if it would matter ! I am beat to all of them I have been for years you bastard ! My expiry now would have in mind nothing to them. '' The small-scale female spit out at Conrad.

'' Perhaps not though I think you might commute your mind when I have your slight useless daughter here ! '' Turning Conrad started to orderliness several citizenry. Nodding he walked to the humble female. `` She should be here in a one-half a toton, I will so enjoy peeling the flesh from her cutis right before your eyes ! ``

'' You lie you bastard ! Your reach is no longer within the palace ! I watched as all your undercover agent and factor were executed. '' Then a low grinning lit up the female face. That includes your son and girl that were there. You are poor Teodor Josef Konrad Korzeniowski Nox. You lost two youngster and a third that denies you, you have lost even before you start. ''

Slapping the female person as hard as he could Conrad watched her free fall with a thud. Placing a cover over her head Conrad laughed then sat to think of ways to spite the female person 's daughter when she arrived .