The river of time is neither late nor early. The frustration fools the youngster that time is flowing slowly, but the truth is that he is frustrated. He laid down on his bed but as he closed his eyes, he could feel anger, he felt Kai standing in front of him. 

With such a bad mood, he recalled one of his conversations with his father 

“Daddy, *sob**sob* when will mumma come?” 

“Listen Isavaka, tomorrow there will be a day when your friend or me, myself will not be with you, ok?” 

“Yes daddy *nod*.” 

“At that time, you will be sad, you will be angry. You will feel like you should go to beat that guy, but remember, a warrior will calm himself. That warrior will wake up at the right time. He will defeat that guy and you know why he is able to defeat that guy?” 

“No daddy. Why is ee able to defeat guy?” 
“He defeats because he stored all his energy to win, not get angry...” 

Those few minutes of conversation which he remembered, made his will rest. His inner conflict settled down. He peaked out of the window, to watch the full moon. As he laid down on his bed when his finger touched the tip of the bow, he was in a deep sleep. 

The night became morning and the morning turned to battle time. The announcement for the contestants to come on to the main field invited the fire angry Isavaka hoping he’ll one-shot the duel between them and Omoi, the cool-head girl with the uttermost confidence that she can defeat him in a duel. 

“So, both of you are here. Sign this declaration before you fight.” 

Isavaka and Omoi signed the document. 

“Sir, they have signed the document. I hope we can start the duel.” 

“Ok. Let me come.” 

Abdul-da walked to the Karta stand. 

“I, Abdul Hakim, the Karta of the duel between Omoi Yumi, the daughter of Goto Yumi and Isavaka Jayanth, the son of Sahadev Jayanth; hope that both the fighters know the rules and thus not calling out the rules. After my count, start the duel. 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... FIGHT!” 

Upon the declaration, both the fighters did not move. A minute passed. Another minute passed. Finally fed up, Omoi took the lead and tried to punch Isavaka’s nose. Isavaka dodged the move and crashed his elbow into her arm. 

[OMOI:75/100 | ISAVAKA:100/100] 

Omoi rubbed her back. She ran towards Isavaka and stepped on his leg and crashed her knee into Isavaka’s chin and jumped back. Blood started pouring out of Isavaka’s mouth. 

[OMOI:100/100| ISAVAKA:60/100] 

Omoi did not leave his weakness and pulled his dominant (right) hand back and forced him to sit on his knees. She kept one of her legs on Isavaka’s shoulder and pulled his hand. Isavaka cried out of pain. 

[OMOI:100/100 | ISAVAKA: 25/100 (TIMER BEGINS)] 

“I BELIEVE YOU CAN STILL FIGHT ISAVAKA! BRING YOUR WARRIOR WILL OUT... FOR ME!” 

That sound brought back all his life force in Isavaka. It was Kai. Isavaka brings all the power left in him and makes up his will to move his left arm and pull Omoi’s leg. He was successful. He pulled Omoi’s leg and landed a strong punch on her torso. She cried out of pain. Isavaka stood up and slightly tilted his head towards right and started glaring Omoi. He slowly started walking towards her. 

[ OMOI: 20/100 (TIMER BEGINS) | ISAVAKA: 65/100] 

Omoi could not move her body. She pulled her body away and pleaded with him to stop but Isavaka continued walking. Finally, she shouted, “I AM SORRY KAI! KARTA-san I FORFEIT” 

Fire angry Isavaka squats down and continues glaring at her and says,” Because... because of you, my... my friend lost his arm. Docs say that he... he even can’t get a mech arm. It's... it's all because of you. You know why... why am I leaving you? It's... it's because of Kai’s request. If... if he had not requested me to... to just defeat you... you would lose an arm or leg today. He... he lost his brother because of a noble. This is the reason for his hate, Madam Noble. Never encounter me again, if... if you don’t want to die...” 

Omoi was frozen from the shock of the damage which she had done. She hits the ground with regret and cries out loud.  

“You will continue right?!” 

“Me... the answer is... YES, fucker! I can clean my poop with one arm and with the same arm, I can defeat both of you with my staff.” 

Isavaka and Sahas look at each other's eyes with happiness and hug each other with happiness. Meanwhile, Abdul-da wall out of the Karta stand. He does not disturb the friends. After a while, he gives a slight cough to tell his presence. He congratulates Isavaka and tells him all about the INTER and then walks away. The Chayas go back to their room and kick back to sleep. 

Meanwhile, the river of time was captured by the demon king of the future. They had captured its guardian, Kaka.  

“Will you fall on my foot, or you need more suffering, Kaka?”  

“No, *caw**caw* I can’t.”  

“Then the color of the river of time shall change to that of your blood, Kaka!”  

“No, you can’t *caw**caw*. The... Ekha... is coming...”, pointing to the river of time, a crow which resides out of the trap of time, shows the demon king, the presence of a warrior.