A white horse was moving through the rainforest with a figure who appeared to be 17. "I have missed you for the last two months," said the figure. His name was carved into his lite sword. It read "Yoro."

For the last two months, Yoro had been training in Zaziaa, a land miles away from his current location, under the teachings of Master Roumederuga.
Yoro's skills were now severly advance, which was a requirement. He was at war... with his own clone, named Aurox. Aurox had lived off of Yoro for a long time now. Aurox soon began to feed off of Yoro, but thanks to a strange mist, the dragon mark on Yoro's neck, and a searing dagger, Aurox was evacuated from Yoro's spirit. They went into battle, but Yoro had lost. Since then, Yoro sent Crystallica, his horse to the stable, to go to Zaziaa. Now, he has returned.

Yoro's mind has been what has mostly changed. He is able to feel danger. Which is what he was doing. He looked around. Someone was watching him. He could feel it. Suddenly, he could see them above, in the trees. He struck the tree with his elbow. Three figures jumped down. They appeared to be some sort of... voodoo leaders of some tribe of the rainforest. He felt someone coming up behind him. He turned around, and without thinking, kicked the figure. It was the tribesman.

Yoro was backed into a tree. He drew out his lite sword. "Byoku!" he yelled. Over the two months, Yoro's skills had advanced, and his methods of using them had changed. This was formerly known as "Chain Binding." A chain rose from the ground and coiled around the tribesman's legs. Yoro jumped over him. The tribesman grabbed him and began to swing him around his head before throwing him through the air. "Dice!" Wings sprouted from his back, and he flipped into his flight, heading forward and lifting up one of the other three tribe members. He went higher into the air before dropping him.

Yoro turned. The tribesman had escaped, and lifted his hand. Was this his way of giving up? No. His hand faded to black, and out came a shadowy creature that went miles per second, which latched onto Yoro's leg. "Get off!" yelled Yoro, kicking through the air.

"We are connected," it stated. "We share each other. My pain will only be your pain..."
Yoro looked at his leg. "Then what happens if I do this, huh?" He took out his dagger, and stabbed himself, right in the side. "What are you doing?!" said the creature. "You'll kill us both!" Yoro just looked at him. "That could be the point."

Yoro brought the dagger towards his heart, and then the creature separated from him. Yoro quickly brought the dagger away. He then grabbed the creature and threw it. Yoro's wound was causing him to lose too much blood. He felt dizzy. His wings disappeared, and he began to fall from the sky for what seemed like the one-hundredth time. He hit the ground and passed out. Crystallica fled the scene. The tribesman began to approach Yoro.

Raewyn walked through the muddy rainforest in a sour mood. why she had decided to come here was literally beyond her. She hadn't taken Melantia for the rain forest was no place for a horse. She hadn't taken anything really except for her sword, clock, bow and arrows and dagger.

With her bow slung over her shoulder she walked through the mud. Suddenly out of no where a white horse ran out from the forest ahead of her. She stopped as did it. The horse calmed and walked towards her. She wondered where the rider was as she heard a yell from what sounded like members of a tribe. She grabbed the horses mane and swung herself up onto the horse.

The horse walked towards the sound and shook slightly. Raewyn saw throgh the trees a young man lying on the ground. He looked to be unconius and saw blood excaping from a wound in his right side. She saw tribe members surrounding him quickly. Hoping the horse wouldn't freak she nuded it's side and it lept forward alot like Melantia in it's strides. She quickly pulled her bow out and nocked an arrow. She shot the nearest tribe member as the horse nieghed cause the tribe to making a path to the man. Raewyn lept off the horse and grabbed the man. she helped him up onto the horse and got on her self.

This time the horse lept over a few of the members striking on in the head with it's hoof. She nudged the horse on and when she knew the tribe was far behind she stopped the horse. Quickly she pulled the man off the horse and layed him on the ground. She put pressure on the wound hoping it would stop. When it finally did she looked at her hadns covered in blood. she leaned back against a tree and waited for him to awake