The Trinity Chapter 2
By Blue Dragon X
I had only been to the Calm Lands a few times to train with the warrior monks,
and I knew Braska had been here numerous times, but the big open area of
the Calm Lands had been something to impress Jecht.
"It's a field! A big flat field! There must be acres!"
If you don't already know, the Calm Lands are just a wide open space full
of nothing but grass, a rock here and there, and a couple of measly Al Bhed
shops with chocobo dealers.
"Hey, can you explain to me exactly what all this is? And what's going
"It'd be like telling things to a child with no knowledge whatsoever" Braska
"Except children learn things gradually, and Jecht here wants to learn all
"Then teach me like a child . . . " Jecht suggested subtly as he walked out
in front of us and down a slight slope, continuing near the edge of the bottom
of a high cliff. The path he was taking lead to a small Al Bhed shop and
a chocobo dealer, and that was where it would be best to go.
"Sin is an entity born from Yevon, a god that governs us all. Sin was born
because 990 years ago humans allowed the technology that they built to get
too out of hand and ravaged the land with war. The land ravagers were known
as machina-machines. Sin destroyed all the machina and continued causing
chaos as punishment. When humans finally atone for their sins, Sin will be
gone." Braska explained as he jogged up beside Jecht.
"But what are we doing if we just have to atone?"
"Yevon is generous enough to give us means to defeat Sin. Summoners travel
from around Spira to obtain all aeons by praying at every temple, and then
obtaining the final aeon at Zanarkand, who has the power to defeat
"I don't understand! You've been trying for all this time to defeat Sin and
you can't do it?"
"Sin is defeated, but is reborn after ten years. The period where the world
is free from Sin is called a calm."
" . . . Oh. So Auron and I are protecting you from harm as you gather aeons,
"Jecht, Braska, ready your weapons!" I called from behind the
Braska trusted my instincts, but Jecht looked around like an idiot questioning
In a few seconds, two Basilisks slithered from behind a couple of boulders
bordering the side of the bottom of the high cliff and hissed violently.
Their long, snake-like bodies moved practically silently across the grass,
and were trademarked by the four tentacles that stuck from the front and
back of their body.
"What the hell!?"
It was obvious that Jecht had never seen a fiend before.
"What are those things?"
"Fiends. These are called Basilisks, but we're lucky we didn't run into a
couple of Anacondours. Jecht, you and Auron take them, I'll aid from
Of course that was always the plan, Braska could fight but he was usually
too busy with healing, and maybe a summon if things got hectic.
"Why don't you just summon Bahamut all the time!?"
Jecht asked, not following me as I charged forward.
"It's exhausting, now help Auron!"
Jecht finally followed and the two of us charged the left Basilisk, and it
reared up for a slam.
Jecht froze in fear but I kept going and sliced the thing in half, causing
its entrails to fall from its stomach. They didn't hit the ground because
it dissipated into a mass of pyreflies, in a way a reward for beating a fiend.
Seeing those brightly colored spheres of light followed by the blue and purplish
smoke was always a wonderful sight, almost commendation of defeating a fiend.
The second one got Jecht twice in the arm as he helplessly slashed with his
sword, slicing the side, but not enough to kill it.
Jecht cried out as his abdomen was sliced across, but was immediately healed
by a cure spell from Braska. When Jecht turned around to yell thanks, he
was horrified to see him turned to stone by the Basilisk.
The air around me grew hot and I charged forward, jumping and raising my
sword so that the top of it was facing the ground, and stabbed it into the
ground when I came down, causing a shockwave that didn't harm Jecht, but
pained the Basilisk enough to disappear into nothing but pyreflies.
I took my huge katana from my shoulder, balanced the top on the ground, and
used my free hand to push back one of the strands of my hair.
"That's how it's done!" I bragged.
Jecht was pale faced.
"Braska's a statue!"
Braska, who was turned to stone, broke into a million pieces, and Jecht cried
"He's gone! Auron, Braska's dead, don't you even care!?"
"Yevon has blessed the Spirans to be indestructible by such means."
I pulled a vial out of my coat, walked up to the shattered Braska, and sprinkled
some of the fluid, after which the statue reassembled. I sprinkled more and
then Braska was turned back into the living human he was.
"Thanks Auron, I was falling apart!"
We started laughing like maniacs and Jecht was just staring.
"You guys are damn sick. I couldn't even hurt those things! It was you two
that did all the work."
"Don't say that!" Braska comforted, putting away his staff.
"You did wonderful for a first-timer." He continued as he put down the bag
of our belongings.
"Besides, that second Basilisk wouldn't have gone down so easily had you
not weakened him."
" . . . I know you're just trying to make me feel better" he plopped down
on the ground and put his head on his elbow.
"And we have to fight varieties of those things?"
Braska began to explain.
"I know black magic, and can damage the elemental creatures, you can attack
the swift and flying creatures, and Auron will handle the slow, tough, and
heavy ones. We make a great team, you just need a few pointers."
Braska removed a sphere grid from his bag.
"You see this?"
Jecht stared at the three by three foot stone grid, full of tiny holes and
that were connected, all of the paths of connection forming circles, spirals,
lines, and intricate designs.
"This is me." Braska pointed to one of the glowing spheres.
"This grid has registered the three of us, being blessed by Yevon. It can
hold up to fifteen people. We can become even stronger and learn things using
it depending on the power of the fiends we kill."
The glowing sphere on the grid that represented Braska lighted two more spaces
of a path, causing two more spheres to glow, and Braska temporarily
"I feel a bit stronger and better at magic now . . . "
The sphere that represented me followed a small circular path and three more
"I think I learned how to Armor Break, and I feel a bit stronger" I
Jecht touched the grid, and quickly took away his hand.
"That felt weird!"
One sphere in the middle glowed once, then twice, and then stayed glowing.
Jecht himself glowed and shivered.
"I feel faster somehow . . . "
"Good, you did some work after all. Jecht, your paths on the grid will be
lighted yellow, mine will be lighted white, and Auron's orange."
He was right, that was the color of the paths that we lighted
"This is gonna look damn pretty if we make it through that whole grid" Jecht
"There's more" Braska continued. "When we are pushed hard enough in battle,
usually by excessive pain or will to live, we experience great physical
excellence and are able to surpass our usual limits. For this reason, it's
nicknamed "Overdrive". We don't know much about utilizing it, but I can summon
aeons more often in that position, and Auron can execute moves, so far only
one, from a code called "Bushido". The one he just did he calls . . .
"Dragon fang" I explained.
"Right. Name your style and your move."
"For kicks, Jecht."
"I can't think of one."
Suddenly, we heard two women shrieking and saw a man off in the distance
drawing a harpoon and fighting off one of the wasp-like fiends.
"Hey, we should help him!" Jecht quickly stood up and Braska put away the
"He looks like he can take care of himself." I observed.
Jecht only shrugged.
"It's the right thing to do."
He ran with his sword and I followed just in case, and Braska stayed at a
Jecht was an impressive runner, and closed the distance fast. (I was even
more surprised that he could run in bare feet)
He leapt up at the large wasp to the surprise of the man with the harpoon,
who had been on the verge of being cornered in a mid-sized
I brought down my sword, did a cartwheel and into a front-flip, and then
a somersault that ended with me bringing down my sword, killing that damn
wasp, as it dissipated.
The man moved his hands in the blitzball sign for victory and bowed, and
so did the women behind him.
"Thank you, I appreciate the help."
"Don't mention it." I said, rubbing the back of my head as the group went
on their way to Bevelle.
Auron and Jecht came behind me.
"That looked good." Auron commented.
"I felt tougher than usual when I did it." I observed, I didn't notice I
had said it aloud.
"It is likely that was an overdrive move. Do you have a
Auron stifled a laugh.
Braska shook his head.
Auron made the universal "it's okay . . . " sign with his hand.
"What do you call the overdrive style?"
"I get it, you play blitzball, and are skilled with a sword." Auron
I never noticed that, but took credit for it anyway.
I could have sworn my biceps grew a little bigger.
"I think I got stronger" I announced.
"That's the sphere grid for you" Auron said, walking past me with Braska.
I put away my sword and followed them, and we turned away from the bottom
of the cliff and started walking down the right middle to the Al Bhed
"Why're we goin' there?" I asked.
"Because, I salvaged some gil from those Basilisks and we might be able to
buy a few more weapons and use the save sphere." Auron explained to
"They record your travels, a universal database for people to access. Sin's
toxin must be really bad."
"Sure . . . but do we really want everyone in our business?"
Braska shrugged as he picked up the pace, probably worried about running
into more fiends.
"It isn't as if we have to do it, but it gives the people something to do
and it allows us to look back on everything we've done. The sphere doesn't
record anything truly private that the user wouldn't want, and it heals everyone
around. Not only that, but they can transport you to set locations and can
be means of teleportation to blitzball arenas."
I perked up.
"There's blitzball here!? When!? Where!?"
Auron took a small drink of his whiskey from his jug and put it back on his
"In Luca there are large blitzball arenas, the games are being held soon.
We'll probably make it in time to watch the games."
I thought that was a little weird.
"Watch and play blitzball with that Sin guy running amuck? Is this really
They didn't respond.
After half a minute of walking, Braska was at the counter of the shop buying
some weapons, Auron was using the save sphere, and they gave me some gil
to buy a few potions, softs, and couple of phoenix downs.
They had given me some extra money, and I secretly used some to buy a few
bottles of beer and sneak it into Braska's bag.
When I turned around, I nearly jumped out of my shorts when I saw Braska,
holding a sword out to me. This one was a bit longer, heavier, and
"It's called the Tri-Steel. It can attack with fire, ice, and lighting. When
we run out of space to carry weapons you can store some in the spheres around
I took my original sword, walked over to the save sphere, and dangled it
around, surprised when it turned blue and disappeared in a flurry of black
"I warn you, not everyone can bring out the full potential of this sword,
not even Auron can." Braska handed me the Tri-Steel, and I cautiously grabbed
Suddenly, electricity crackled around the sword, then fire swam around it,
and then freezing mist rose off of it. Braska's eyes widened.
"You will be a fine swordsman if you can do that." He tried touching the
blade, and immediately recoiled when he got shocked, burned, and frostbitten
all at once.
It touched the blade and it didn't affect me.
"Auron! You have to see this! Auron?"
Braska turned around, and then ran over to the back of the shop, and I
"Hey, wait up!"
When we rounded the corner, we saw Auron being cornered slowly by two fire
flans and one of those wasp fiends.
Light surrounded Auron, and a fire spell blazed over him.
I charged in, jumped five feet, and stabbed the Tri-Steel into the fire flan,
the ice immediately having an effect and turning it into nothin' but
Auron couldn't hit the wasp at all, it was too agile.
"Braska!" he called.
A thunder spell struck the fiend and it fell to the ground, curled up its
legs, and disappeared.
Fire flans had shown up in Zanarkand every once in a while, it had always
been a big deal and everyone would run scared until someone had the guts
to shoot it or throw a rock. Now I was being burned by one . . .
My leg was on fire, and I started screaming and rolling as the flan followed
me, and Auron stabbed it downwards twice, and Braska finally finished it
off with a blizzard spell, killing it as well. Then he put out the fire on
my leg with a water spell, and I was drenched.
I gotten up and started mumbling about my charred leg, walking past Braska
to his bag that he had left in front of the shop.
"You're welcome" he said after me sarcastically.
I drank a few drops of a potion bottle and my burns disappeared, and then
I tucked the bottle into my pocket.
Auron walked up to me and pointed to the save sphere.
"You could have just used that, you know."
"So many of those things! Are we going to have to deal with this bullshit
the whole time!?"
"Part of being a guardian. This is hard on Braska too, you know. We haven't
even made it to Macalania and he's already getting exhausted form magic
"True." Braska joined the conversation and picked up his bag.
"I never expected I'd need to cast so much magic. You all always getting
"Of course we're always getting hurt with all these fiends around! And you
gotta cast magic on top of that, and what do we have to show for
Braska held out a handful of gil.
"I salvaged this from the fiends. You and Auron take a fair portion, I already
Auron grabbed half and I took what was left and put it in a cargo pocket
of my shorts.
"Can we rest?" I complained.
Auron and Braska started laughing.
"Rest? Sin doesn't rest, he could be destroying a city right now. We can't
have a long rest until at least eighteen hours of undisturbed travel." Auron
"You'll get used to it. Now lets get going." Braska walked off with Auron,
and as usual I followed behind them, this time having my Tri-Steel out and
Auron looked back at Jecht as we walked.
"Jecht, you got that Tri-Steel to work. You'll probably become quite the
"Correction, I AM quite the swordsman."
"I doubt you're a match for me."
"Whatever. I'd destroy you."
"As much as I'd like to test that claim, we must hurry. How about we pick
up the pace, Braska?"
I nodded, and started jogging with Auron beside me.
"You can run in all those garments!?" Jecht was in disbelief.
"It might not look like it, but these are made especially for fast movement,
and don't get overheated easily."
Jecht was panting heavily.
"We just had a big fight! How can you run like that!?"
"I thought you were a star blitzball player from a star team. You claim all
that and you're out of shape?" I asked.
"Screw that! If we were in the water I'd beat you all! What's the point of
running if we're just gonna get tired?"
Auron jerked a thumb behind Jecht, and he turned his head while running to
see the Basilisk chasing us, and watched as it tuned the grass next to him
"Ahhh!" that got him moving, he ran faster than us and blazed across the
open field, and Auron shook his head in pity.
"Think we should tell him he's going the wrong way?"
"No, let him get tired."
The Basilisk stopped chasing us and went around its business, and we found
Jecht hiding behind a rock, but he wasn't hiding very well because his heavy
breathing made it obvious where he was.
I walked over to him and leaned on the rock.
"Now what have we learned today?"
"Don't overexert yourself . . . "
"Precisely. That's why we jog and not go into full-out
"Well, at least we're closer!"
I shook my head.
"Not really. You ran the wrong way."
"Ahh! Dammit! I hate this guardian stuff!"
Auron shrugged and pointed to the right.
"That's where we have to go, near the edge of the cliff, and then back up
a slope. At the top of that slope is the entrance to Macalania. Now how about
we jog this time?"
The three of us jogged, Jecht still carrying his sword.
We got closer to the edge of the cliff, and Auron warned us.
"Withdraw your weapons."
I pulled out my staff, and this time, Jecht listened as well.
A large Chimaera dropped out of nowhere.
"What the hell!?" Jecht screamed.
I could understand. The lower body was that of a Faun, the upper had two
clawed arms, the head of a bull with another head of a lion and a hawk head,
and at the back a tail that was a snake. It was this tail that would cast
"We don't have time for this." I muttered.
I twirled my staff, and out of the sky Bahamut came, ripping grass out of
its roots as he flew low across the ground, and stopping beside me throwing
nearby boulders into the air. He let out a mighty roar and looked at me for
I simply pointed to the Chimaera, and Jecht ran out of the way.
I jumped on Bahamut's back and he got down on all fours, opened his mouth,
roared, and let out a Mega-Flare attack that sent the Chimaera eighty feet
into the distance, clear over the cliff, and off into the horizon.
I dismissed Bahamut and walked to the edge of the cliff, my guardians following
me. Over the horizon I saw a beautiful view of nothing but endless planes
and forests, highlighted by the high sun, and even the edge of the
Jecht was in awe.
"Look at all that land! There must not be a city for hundreds of
"The cities drastically reduced in size and number since Sin came. Sin is
attracted to large crowds, and more cities just instigate the use of machina.
Spira has been like this for almost 1000 years." I explained as I turned
and began walking up the slope that led to Macalania Forest.
My legs were hurting a bit, and I bet my guardians' were, too.
"What are we gonna do again?" Jecht asked.
"Braska is going to Macalania Temple, not too far from here, to obtain another
Auron and I both stopped.
"Why'd you two stop?"
I looked at Jecht's bare feet and chest, and then came to my
"Sorry about that, I was worried that you'd get cold in Macalania, but it's
actually quite warm." I remembered as I went back to walking. We were now
halfway up the slope.
"We should have rented some chocobos . . . " I muttered.
"Why'd you think I'd get cold?"
"The ice and snow." Auron explained.
"Ice and snow!?"
"Don't worry, it's just a phenomenon caused by the fayth there. The cold
of such places doesn't physically affect humans."
"Another blessing of Yevon" Auron added.
Soon we were at the top of the slope overlooking the plains that we had just
crossed. Behind us was the entrance to Macalania Forest.
I took one last look at Bevelle in the distance. I would be seeing it again,
but still . . . "
"Let's go." I said, walking in the forest.
A few seconds later, I heard Jecht.
I didn't understand, and then chuckled to myself. It was like a child seeing
everything for the first time.
"I suppose if Sin's toxin wiped out your memory ----" Auron
"I'm from Zanarkand" Jecht corrected.
" . . . Sure. But I guess you don't remem-I mean, have seen these
The woods were high and the trees very common, blocking out all light and
making the whole place dark and blue, but not at all eerie. The numerous
crystals and starry shining path made places bright, and it was very enchanting
"Do we get to take the crystal path?"
"Not yet, that leads to the Thunder Plains. We have to go to Macalania Temple
first." I explained.
Auron and I passed by the path and walked down the normal path, and we were
immediately by the side path that led to the right, taking us to
This was a good thing, we didn't' have to fight any fiends, and I felt we
had had to fight enough.
Now all we had to do was make it to Macalania intact, and everything would
be that simple; or so I thought.
The three of us crossed the barrier of the forest and went into the ice and
snow, the many icy cliffs in the distance, the white-clouded skies, and the
howling winds. Only the power of an aeon could make a scene change so
dramatically. Fortunately it wasn't the least bit cold.
Jecht cautiously stepped on the snow, glad that he wasn't frostbitten
"Lets go!" he yelled
Not too far away from us was a travel industry of a sprawling businessman,
Rin. Rin was very young, so it was impressive that he already had agencies
worldwide, regardless of the fact that he was Al Bhed and most of his employees
were, as well.
"The Al Bhed travel agency, do you think they're selling Al Bhed Primers?"
I asked Braska. He shook his head.
"Even if they are, I already know the language, which is "heli" for "oui"
Of course Jecht and I had no idea what he was talking about.
At that moment Rin walked from behind the travel agency, holding a pile of
what must have been Al Bhed Primers, and immediately greeted Braska. The
two must have known each other, they got into a long conversation that was
all in Al Bhed, and then later said goodbye.
"What was that all about?" Jecht asked.
"He was only warning me about some of the fiends ahead, they said there was
a Wendigo running around."
We continued on our way and as we walked over the snowy slope Jecht got
"So, how are your parents?"
"Yours may still be alive in a world where there is no Sin, but my father
is dead for sure, I buried him myself. I don't even know who or where my
mother is, or if she is still alive."
Braska shrugged as well.
"I don't even know where I was born, but grew up in a Bevelle orphanage since
I was two months old. The people there said that my parents were nowhere
to be found amidst the ruins of a part of Bevelle destroyed by
Jecht looked down.
"All this because of Sin? Jeez, sorry, I didn't mean to bring up a touchy
"Don't worry, it was a long time ago." I said as I began to descend the snowy
slope that we were previously ascending. Suddenly, my senses
"Ready your weapons!" I commanded.
Out of the sky dropped two snow flans, and a blue element with them. The
blue elements were just assortments of blue stones surrounded by an aura
of water, but they were still dangerous fiends.
"A blue element must have wandered from Macalania Forest" Braska
"Jecht, Tri-Steel the left one!" I commanded as I charged the right snow
Braska was drenched by the blue element and started sputtering water. Water
summoned by magic is more dangerous than normal water.
I slammed my blade down on the snow flan, but it was surprisingly hard. I
began hacking away at it as I tried to dodge its frequent blizzard spells.
Jecht began dodging as well, but soon defeated his snow flan. However, it
was hard for him to help me without getting hit by the frequent spells of
Braska immediately struck down the blue element with a thunder spell, and
tossed a potion to Jecht after he was hit with a blizzard
Finally, my hacking and slashing paid off and the snow flan went
I muttered about there being no hard-shelled fiends for me to take care of,
and we were on our way.
The rest of the trip went by quietly, and we entered a valley between two
steep snowy cliffs. Not too far ahead we could see the entrance to the main
area of Macalania temple, and a save sphere.
We could also hear the sound of the fayth singing the hymn.
"Hey, who's singin' the hymn?" Jecht asked, looking around.
"That would be the fayth here" I explained.
"What exactly . . . are fayth?"
"I see the fayth when I pray in temples for aeons. Fayth are just people
who gave their lives for Yevon, immortalized in temples. The pyreflies make
their dreams of entities, the aeons, come to life. When I pray to the fayth
they entrust me with their aeon."
After a few more minutes of walking, we saw fiends on the other side of a
deep recess but they didn't bother trying to attack, and then we heard a
roar that sounded far off.
"What the heck is that?" Jecht asked.
"Lets not stick around to find out." I said as Braska opened to door to the
entrance. I touched the save sphere, then followed Braska and Jecht down
the stairs, and at the bottom we saw a petite looking Al Bhed (obvious because
of the outfit and goggles) sitting at the steps.
"An Al Bhed?" Braska asked aloud.
"How can you tell?" Jecht, of course.
"The goggles, it used to be to avoid recognition, but now it's just a sort
of trademark." I said casually, walking a bit ahead and stopping at the beginning
of the final curving snowy path suspended over a deep recess, the path leading
to the entrance to Macalania temple itself.
Braska began carrying an Al Bhed conversation with the girl, and after a
short while nodded and walked off.
"What's up?" Jecht asked him as we started down the curving snowy
"She said they wouldn't let her in because she was Al Bhed, she's cold, and
has to wait here for a few hours for her gang to pick her up. I said I would
bring her a blanket."
"I thought people didn't get cold here."
Braska turned to him.
"It is highly mythed that Yevon does not put his protection over the Al Bhed,
but many people believe it is because their bodies don't have a certain insulator
that most Spirans do, it's highly controversial."
"What's so bad about the Al Bhed?"
"They . . . aren't always strict followers of Yevon, but that is a
generalization. People consider them heathens and most people, especially
holy men, don't like them at all. It's really no surprise that she wasn't
aloud to warm up in the temple."
I nodded my head in agreement.
There was another long silence as we walked up to the entrance of Macalania
Temple; it was the first time there for all three of us.
"This is it . . . Braska said to himself as he entered."
There was a roar again, this time not so far off. I was starting to get
"Sir." I addressed one of the holy men standing in front of the
"I fear a dangerous fiend is nearing, couldn't you please allow that Al Bhed
He shook his head vigorously.
"We cannot let an Al Bhed in unless it means our lives!"
"What if it means the life of another? I understand that you don't like the
Al Bhed, but could you throw in a temporary truce, just to possibly keep
her safe? I'm sure you wouldn't want a girl barely in her late teens to die,
you know how cold it can be for the Al Bhed."
The holy man looked at the others, looked down, and then sighed.
"Call her in."
I waved over to the girl, and she bolted up and started sprinting to the
door, nodding her head in what must have been immense gratitude.
I followed Jecht in, and entered the circular foyer of the temple just in
time to see the door close behind Braska. He had gone through the entrance
of the Cloister of Trials, at the top of the staircase located in the middle-back
of the circular foyer.
Jecht sat down on one of the side platforms at the edge of the foyer, looking
around. The interior was impressive; it was my first time seeing it. There
was a circle of clear plastic that took up the entire floor of the room,
a strange blue mist floating under it. For some reason, the fayth wasn't
singing as loudly as usual.
The black-haired Al Bhed girl rushed in and rubbed the cold off of her, then
looked around with a look that I had rarely seen: the search for someone
warm. The first person she saw was who must have been a young monk apprentice,
because she immediately wrapped herself around him, and the apprentice began
looking around nervously. The other monks chuckled and backed away, the two
becoming the centers of attention.
Which is what brings me to thinking that the Al Bhed are still people, and
it was times like these that people would really notice
I wasn't really clear on what it was like in the Cloister of Trials or what
it was supposed to be, but that didn't matter. Now that I was sitting around
and not on the move, I couldn't help but think about my wife and kid back
Were people looking for me? Were they missing me? I wasn't sure that I had
quite accepted I was 1000 years in the future, but it was all pretty
If Sin had been the link to this world, then could it also be the link from
it? Back to Zanarkand? It was then that I decided I would have to follow
Braska and Auron, if not to help them then to find Sin, then to use it to
get back to my home.
I looked up and saw a little boy with no shoes and a hood on his head staring
at me, and then I noticed he was transparent, and then he disappeared
"I'm hallucinating again . . . I need to quit drinking."
As I sat there waiting for nothing, a group of people decked out in blitzball
uniform marched in. There were six of them, so I assumed that they were a
team. Of course in Zanarkand the entire blitzball division consisted of teams
from divisions of Zanarkand sectors, but now that I was in Spira I could
bet that most small villages or cities had their own teams.
"Let's hear it for the Luca Goers!" A monk cheered, right before everyone
broke out into applause.
"Aw screw it!" I said, laying back.
Who must've been the captain of the team strode over to me.
"You got something to say, shirtless?"
"You bet your ass. I'm going be the one to take the championship title this
"Really, and what team might you play for?"
"The Zanarkand Abes!"
The whole room was quiet, and it was just then that I had noticed Auron making
the universal death symbol at me.
Then the room broke into a fit of laughs, and the captain almost lost his
"If your team is as sturdy as that city you represent, then you probably
won't do very well at all! I doubt you even HAVE a team!"
"I-I'll get one!" I stammered.
The commotion cleared and the blitzers went to one of the statues of what
must have been some high summoner and started praying.
"Hey Auron-" I started.
"I don't play blitzball, and I wouldn't be part of a team that represented
a ruined city." He immediately said.
"Not that. Do you think that Braska will be able to defeat
Before Auron could answer, I heard the familiar roar, much louder, and much
closer, and some human screams to go along with it. Auron and I looked at
each other, nodded, and with a couple of warrior monks, ran out of the
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