It was after years until he had found his equal.
Yehuda, at the point in time after having mastered the Kage no Hono, Tezuka challenged him to a duel…
[Inside the darkest prison]
*The darkest prison was once used as a prison for the Black Dragons Nation’s most dangerous criminals. It was owned by Yarion’s clan Lothar’s grand-grandfather, Seikanji.*
*The place had been abandoned after the War of Eternal Fires, situated in the city of Tedis it was easy for Tezuka to teach Yehuda with no restriction of movements at all, as the place was incredibly vast, and was built underground.*
*Tezuka's favorite place was the "Open Field", it was the place inmates would often fight in. A place of dried-up grass, stones, and skulls.*
“Yehuda! The time has come.”
“It has indeed come. Will you finally show your true powers to me?”
*Every time they would both do a sparring match, Yehuda would often get frustrated with Tezuka for not getting serious with him.*
“You’ve done more than enough already, Yehuda.”
“What do you mean?”
“You have already become the strongest swordsman in our clan. But I want you to prove this to me.”
‘What a time to be alive...’ Tezuka thought.
'All those years have not gone to waste. I'm glad I have come across him.’
“Master, thank you, for this chance to prove my worth,” Yehuda said getting into his battle stance.
“Today, I will put worth to our clan's name.”
“You make me proud, Yehuda.”
“I shall keep it brief.”
Upon hearing those four simple words were enough to send chills through Tezuka's entire body.
‘Wait... Is he seriously trying to initiate his Kage no Hono without proper warmup?’ Tezuka thought with a nervous facial expression.
“I can finally release my full power. For so long, I have kept it within myself…”
“Master, you have truly brought joy into my life!”
“I bring forth, Phoenix of the Fallen, Hoo Shin!”
Seconds went by after he had summoned the Hoo Shin, it was the moment Tezuka would never forget. It was a Kage no Hono technique he had never seen before.
“Kage no Hono.”
“Chuku, Hakai.”
Tezuka was more than happy to have brought his eyes to the spectacularity.
Yehuda was like a son to him.
He did not wish to fight him, he already knew the outcome.
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