The “MZ” could be seen from very far away burning brightly. “I found them! Over here!” One of the Wolves’s men yelled out to his fellow teammates. “Get the rebels,” another one screamed. The sound of swords clashing and people dying was getting closer. “Don’t let them escape.” They ran as fast as they could to get away from the heavy battling going on around them. “We’re gaining on them!” The lamps were getting closer to them, there’s no way they could escape from them now. “Get them.” They ran by and he stepped out in the alley. His movements were quiet and seemed to kill all the noise that was going on. The pursuers stopped in their tracks to see what was going on.

“Leave them alone.” He spoke. “What was that? You!” The guy lifted the lantern to see his face more and there stood MakenZero. “If you leave now, you will live.” They all just stared at him unbelievably. “He has black hair,” “And the “MZ” scars on his forehead.” The men were speaking with one another. “It is the assassin,” They all looked at Madam Primm coming through them. She was the youngest of them all but most deadly.

“Madam?” They made more room for her. She pulled out her sword and stood ten feet from MakenZero. She charged at him swinging, MakenZero blocked and she slashed to but nothing was there. MakenZero twisted his body and flipped over her burying his feet into the ground. MakenZero dashed with incredible speed, he moved so fast but Madam Primm actually did block it and it turned out to be a close quarter’s battle. MakenZero kept dodging her stabs, strikes, and slash crosses. He blocked the stab she tried on him, the swords sparked and Maken pushed her away and she ran by him. Madam Primm started to breathe hard as if choking on air, blood started coming out of his mouth. “How could this be? I didn’t even touch her,” MakenZero thought, “I see. She has tuberculosis.” She enjoyed it though, Madam Primm smiled, and this was the first person to ever give her such a challenge. “Primm, stand back!” The man shouted. “But Master Zage.” She looked back but was cut off. “I’m very sensitive to the smell of blood, girl. You cannot defeat him in your current condition.”

Wolf Brigade Zage stopped and pointed the sword at MakenZero but flipped it where the sharp end was upwards with the moonlight reflecting off it. Zage drops into his characteristic stance; right leg forward, sword held in the left hand parallel to the body, right hand held in front along the blade (Gatotsu Stance.) MakenZero eyes didn’t change but he did change into a different stance. He fully understood this guy was the one who trained the girl which meant he was extremely strong. Now it was even more serious. Master Zage stared straight at his target. “Let’s go.”

He jumped at him God speed. The two were in a league of their own. They were the strongest swordsmen of now. The fight was incredible; MakenZero moved a lot faster than before. He darted left and was already swinging the sword, Zage put the sword behind his back blocking there. He swung at him. MakenZero just bounced it off then bounced off the next one with perfect skills. The action could barely be seen. Flickering on and of like light disappearing and reappearing.

Strobes of light everywhere, so fast and lethal but they were fighting for something. The both of them screamed but couldn’t be heard at all. MakenZero blocked so fast that he already jumped back letting Zage almost falls to the ground. They blocked everything they have thrown at each other. They both stopped and with a flicker in their eyes set them to scream louder than ever. MakenZero’s brown eyes, Wolf Brigade Zage blue eyes, brown, blue, brown, blue, brown, blue and brown. They ran towards each other and doing a devastating sword technique, they both ran by not looking back. The battle turned out to be a draw.