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we shouldn’t be celebrating yet, because of the prophecy
of the four great warriors. After he said that, we asked: ‘But what
does that have to do with our son?’
    Then the judge said these words: ‘Well for one,
it’s about your son’s future. Now I can’t tell you everything, but
except that your son has three other brothers that are the same age
as him that we’re separated from him. And please don’t be surprised
if some people try to reunite him with his brothers in twelve
years.’ So please just go with Pedro and your new brothers and
fulfill that prophecy that the judge told me of.
    Then I said that it was a great thing that he
was being honest and that I would gladly go with Pedro and my new
siblings to meet my long lost brother to fulfill the prophecy that
you told me of. And we’ve been together ever since that
day.”
    “So, Skyrid, why’d you come to
Gailems?”
    “I injured someone and now Furliceo’s after me
for my Helios part.”
“Are you sure he’s after you?” Mitchell said.
    “Yes.” I said.
    “I know Furliceo destroyed your hometown, but
that doesn’t mean he’s after you.” Thomas said.
    “Yes, it does! He sent me a letter saying that
he’s coming after me.” i said.
    “He did?” Mitchell said.
    “Kursta! Damn it! Yes, he did!” I
said.
    “Fine! We believe you! Don’t we?” Thomas
said.
    “Yes...we do.” Mitchell and Michael said in
unison.
    The eastern Sun shined through the window. A
knock on the door was heard by me. I opened the door. Pedro stood
in the doorway.
    “It’s time for your battle exams.” he said.
Pedro looked at us.
    “Follow me to the Hall of Battle.” he said. We
all followed him to a golden pedestal with a silver orb carved into
it. I looked behind us. I saw a crowd of students. Apparently, they
were following us.
    Pedro touched the orb. A room with three
rectangular battlefields. They all were sky blue. Pedro stood in
the center of the first battlefield.
    “Today, y’all will fight to see what class you
are in. There are: Class 1- The Power Beam makers, Class 2- the
Fusion Power beam Makers, Class 3- the weapon makers, and class 4-
The orb makers. The first fight will be Jaren and Skyrid v.s.
Karrithea and, my son, Chaser.” he said. A boy stood beside me. He
looked to be about 12. His red hair shimmered like silver. His eyes
were jet black and his face was pasty white. He wore a green cloak.
His hands were very muscular.
    They were big. About the same height as mine.
He was the same height as me too. We both stepped onto the
battlefield as Jaren and Karrithea did the same. Jaren walked to my
side as chaser went to the other side.
    Pedro stood in the middle of us.
    “The rules of this duel are 1: You can only
defend yourself, 2: No calling in help, and 3: Have fun!” he said.
We all got into our battle positions. Jaren and I shot two beams of
light at them. They deflected them with mirrors that they made out
of their powers. The beams came towards us.
    We threw two gray beams at them. Hitting
against each other, the beams turned into a huge orb and knocked
Chaser and Karrithea unconscious. Pedro came towards us. He stood
beside us.
    “Congrats to our winners, Jaren and Skyrid.
They are now in class 1 because they didn’t show me that they could
make fusion beams.” he said. Pedro looked at the crowd.
    “The next battle will be: Michael Crop V.S. my
daughter, Caitlyn Jerricus. If either of them lose, they’ll be
placed in the area below their area of knowledge.”
    Michael combined a beam of fire and a beam of
light to create a fire tornado. He threw the tornado at Caitlyn.
She deflected it with barriers that she made out of her powers.
Michael threw a beam of water at the fire tornado and it turned
into smoke. It rose into the air; filling the room.
    We all got down on our hands and knees. Pedro
glared at Michael like he was mad at him for filling the room with
smoke.
    “By my choice, this battle ends in a draw for
their safety.