Eternal Courage 3: Galactic Bonds

Chapter 70: Burdens from Regret

Leyla was back up from Zak'ryon's attack...but not very balanced, as she fell to her knee "I can't...give in. I can't give in"

"So...you do have the strength to resist" Zak'ryon said...looking agitated "and yet you won't use it. Why?"

"Huh...what?"

"Don't play dumb with me! You know perfectly well...what I'm on about! You look all miserable and weak, yet you aren't...and refuse to even try to help yourself. That either means you're weak, which you aren't...or just a coward!" Leyla flinched to his words "So either fight back...or roll over and accept it!" Zak'ryon punched forward, a dark fist appearing the air to strike her

"I'm not...weak...I've got to try"

Leyla using her foot boosters, to glide along the ground. She swerved round the fist, rolling, approaching Zak'ryon striking his chest with a booster-powered fist. Leyla followed it up with several more punches, in a rapid motion, finishing with a power kick. Zak'ryon though was sent skidding only 10ft, stood up, looking hardly injured.

Zak'ryon looked at Leyla, with disappointment "That's it!? That's all you have to offer!?" his increasingly angry tone, and the fact he looked unharmed, began to unsettle Leyla

"But...I can't do...much more"

"Don't lie to me! All of us can change ourselves...you're just too weak to do it!"

"But I...but I"

"At your rate...you'll just be left in the dark, forgotten about it...like a passing dream. Is that you want...to be left there to rot in the darkness!?" Leyla turned scared, her eyes widening

"No...No" Zak'ryon then jumped with sudden speed, appearing right before Leyla with a blue coated fist

"If you want to lie down and suffer...I'll...help you there!!!" with a punch of great power, emphasised by a three foot radius of ground near shattering, Leyla was sent ploughing and tumbling backwards...not stopping for a considerable distance.

Leyla was upon her front, quite dirty from the trip she had. Leyla was groaning weakly, straining upon her front "This...isn't good enough Leyla" she turned up to Zak'ryon, darkness flowing round his body, speaking in a low tone "Not...good enough"

"Ahhh...ahhh!" Saku seeing Leyla's face stood up

"Saku?" Zarla said turning to Saku...just as he jumped into the air, landing down on the stadium floor and running towards the fight "What the? Saku what are you doing!?"

The audience, and Wazoo, were a little more transfixed on Zak'ryon, not noticing Saku, who was approaching Leyla who barely got to her knees. Zak'ryon kept his look of irritation on Leyla "I guess I was wrong...I assumed with the fight you had, you were at least trying. But...you're not even attempting...to change your fate"

"Umm...ahhh" she said feeling fear take over her

"You just sit there...and take it" Zak'ryon raised a fist, a dark coated one "suffering alone in the dark"

"Ahhh...ahhh"

"If you really want to sit there so bad..." a dark fist grew out of the ground "Then just stay there...and take it!" he thrust his fist forward, the dark projection going with him. Leyla cowered, covered herself in panic...but a firm thud sounded...and a dull thud followed.

Leyla quickly thought "Why...haven't I been hit yet? The speed it went...it should've struck by now" she slowly uncovered herself, eyes opening to see "Saku!? You're...here?" Saku was stood in-front of her, arm crossed to take the brunt of the punch