TO CUT A TURNING TAIL

5). AN ANECDOTE

"Now come in you kids!" shouts Mr. Grisham. They both stop the quarrel. "I'll leave!" shouts Kamaya. When he does so, Jon looks at Kamaya, who isn't covered in tattoos like him, throughout the fight, Jon could not place a scratch on him. Jon nearly twists his ankle to kick Kamaya in the thigh, nevertheless, Kamaya simply dodges it. He stands back and throws Jon's old dagger at his face, of course, Jon stops it with a tilt and brings his hand for the hold to reclaim it.

However, Kamaya backs away. So, he leaps in the air, though knowing his shoes got Kamaya's threads on them. Maybe he is trying to free himself from those creekers, thinking that jumping in the air would help.

By the time he lands back, he starts feeling a heaviness in the thread, as he looks at them, he observes the triangular bodies of the creekers are gliding towards him with the strings support. (Imagine it as if the creekers are ropeway cabins manoeuvring on the rope's support). 

Those shining fluorescent metal strips on them. But Jon doesn't move this time, he looks up when he realizes Kamaya has started walking away, Mr. Grisham is laughing at both the savage people.

The creekers reach his shoes and start rotating at a high momentum, to Jon the momentum is much but in actuality, they are fast enough for one to just see black, pink, blue, orange silver flashes. Those flashes are cutting his shoes. They stop suddenly and Kamaya pulls them back.

"Congratulations, you are advancing. Soon, you'll advance with holograms as well. It'll be a subtle change I bet." In a croaky voice Jon asks, "gramps, will my holograms grow realistic with time?".

Grisham is deadpanned, "I...don't think so. Even I don't have them and the crucial point has come in. So, I don't think you'll have them. I don't think even Deva had them!" he says. 

Both Jon and his grandpa are sitting at the table with the kunchies nets wrapped around and a few kunchies flying over it. They are savoring an apple each. Both of them are eating the apples slowly in distrait. "I wonder how Kamaya never needs Ken. I again wonder, what is he made of?!" Jon thinks out loud in admiration. 

"Maybe, because his Ken has that power where he doesn't need to do anything after a while. Yeah, until and unless he wants to make the damage more secure. But your ken is not perfected, you need to perfect it. It's a better gift than most because it doesn't mark victory immediately.

You feel the joy while using it, others just have to wait till the process is over. And yeah, it's admirable how he doesn't use it that often. Maybe it's something too dangerous that using it in combat is tasteless."

 "Then when will he use it?" Jon spontaneously asks. Grisham is flabbergasted, should he tell him there are two types of combats? Friendly and non-friendly. Anyway, he always has a safe backup, "you'll know one day" he mutters.

Jon continues munching on his apple with disgust for the melodramatic line, "I wonder if someone mistakenly kills someone in a combat someday" Jon says with a laugh. 

"It cannot happen. Not for you guys, if you were normal, there were chances, but because you aren't, It can't. You can win a combat, but only when the battle's not formal." (Oh oh, he spilt some beans, Nuh, it's fine). "Yeah, I heard the theory about that in the lectureship." Grisham is astonished, "you focused?". Jon proudly grins.

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Kamaya and Jon are at the same hill they once established a racing track from, Kamaya places a white figurine at the ground and brings out a creeker, "ok, you want to see how this works right?" he asks. Jon leisurely shrugs, just expressing a typical behavior towards his enthusiastic friend.

 Kamaya brings out one of his classic creekers, it is silver in color and has nails of the same color design on its body. He places one of its side faces in front of the figurine.