Why is she still trying to hide it? I know already. If Jaakuna was to say that he wasn’t a little mad at Emiri for still trying to hide the fact that her powers weren’t failing her, then he would be doing what she was doing and lying to himself. He knew that she knew and it made him hurt a little inside. Jaakuna didn’t want to flat out yell at her for lying, but what should he do in a situation like this? He doesn’t want to lose her cause of what may happen to her if she uses her powers again. At least, in the same degree that she did when she healed his father. No, he definitely doesn’t want to lose her.
As he sat across from her, hearing her obvious lies, Jaakuna would just speak.
“That’s enough.” He said rather bluntly.
“You’re not fine, and you know it!” He said looking at her,
“You got frozen in time for gods’ sake. You were lucky that you were able to pull yourself out of it.” Perhaps he was being a little too blunt, but she needed to hear it.
“Damn it Emiri, what if it happens again and you’re not able to do it? What will I do with myself if you’re not here?” At this point, Jaakuna sounded more like he was pleading with her than reminding her about the supposed hiccup. It was at this point that he took her hands and made sure that she was looking at him.
“Listen to me, it’s not just a hiccup. Your powers are slowly getting out of your control the more that you use them.” Jaakuna still held her hands and still looked into her violet eyes.
“I beg of you, please don’t use them anymore. If not for you or Grant or Nadeline or your parents, then for me. I’ve already done..” Just as he was about to speak about Zodiark, Jaakuna stopped himself. He knew that he was saying too much at once.
How will I even tell her about what I did in regards to him?
As Nadeline listened, Wesley saw the obvious shock on her face. He didn’t think that she would be satisfied or anything of the sort after hearing about Emiri’s powers. That was when she would ask how did Jaakuna find out and Grant said that Justine told him. Nadeline would then ask if Emiri knew. That was the thing that Wesley didn’t know for sure. He remembered Jaakuna said that he would tell Emiri when he got the chance. He prayed that it was sooner than later.
“I don’t know. He said he would tell her as soon as he could. “ Wesley said biting his thumb.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s telling her as we speak.” Wesley said as he slightly shrugged. He would then lightly clap his hands.
“In any case, we’re here.” Wesley said.
As the Armory came to view, Wesley couldn’t help but chuckle as he saw that the lock was back on the door and it seemed to be magic proof this time around. It was no doubt that they did that to ensure that no one — especially those like Grant or Wesley — could smash the door through. Regardless of that, the trio would head into the armory and as they would come to view of it, they would split and find weapons of their own personal tastes.
As Wesley looked around, he saw that they restocked on some weapons and even added some new weapons. Wesley remembered the last time he was in this specific armory and he got the gems that were the Yagyu Darkblade and his Demon Shield. He still has them in the Ifrit, so he wasn’t going to get repeats. Instead, he was going to find something completely different. Yes, Wesley was going to find a sword that was true to him. He continued on and he wound up in the area where the Katanas were at. As he looked around, he seemed to be attracted to a
certain one that was hanging high above the rest. There was a certain golden-brown glow about it, but it was different. It was as if it was calling Wesley specifically.
Going to the sword, Wesley touched it and only around him, a glow surrounded him, transporting him to a coliseum of sorts. The coliseum itself was comprised of several shades of orange and brown and gold, four floors of seat and all surrounding him. On the ground was pure dirt and Wesley stood on opposite sides of
a lion-like creature. Two gigantic claws attached to its arms and cuffs were around his wrists with chains hanging from the bottom of them. This creature had white hair both around most of his face and head. Wesley looked at this creature and he swore he looked familiar.
“Descendent of Raithwall, Heir to Dalmasca — I have found you at last.” Said the creature, voice deep and echoing.
Wesley looked at him as if confused.
“Wait, are you..? No, it couldn’t be. Hashmaal?” Wesley asked him.
The creature smiled.
“I have been called many names. In the old times, the Humes called me Leo, The Lion. However, the legends of you Humes have referred to me as Hashmaal, Bringer of Order.” Hashmaal said.
Wesley was completely dumbfounded.
“Why have you presented yourself to me?” Wesley asked as he tried not to freak the hell out.
Hashmaal walked straight up to Wesley and as he did, Wesley saw how tall the Esper truly was. With the Dalmascan Prince being barely six foot, he didn’t even come to Hashmaal’s waist, showing that Hashmaal was around ten feet tall.
“Descendent of Raithwall, Ivalice weeps for her children. The Viera have sensed it and my two dear friends hear it too. They know of our King who is bringing the end of Ivalice.” Hashmaal said as his claws would form into a hand.
“Descendent of Raithwall, you are the one who shall take my strength and fold it for your mission to save Ivalice.” He said placing a hand upon Wesley’s head, covering it entirely only leaving Wesley’s eyes uncovered.
“You are far away, yet you are so close.” He said as a glow emitted from his hands.
“I grant you with The Lion Seal, the one that another was branded with but could not tap into its power. With this you will be granted the Sword of Order, the weapon your ancestor used to save Ivalice that came to be known as the Galtean Alliance.” Hashmaal told Wesley as he removed his hand and it would then retreat back into its claw-like form.
Wesley didn’t know how to explain it, but he felt stronger. He would look at his arms and along his right forearm,
an orangeish-brown symbol appeared. It would flash and then disappear.
“Hashmaal, I thank you. I will come to you within the sun’s next setting.” Wesley said. Hashmaal just smiled and Wesley was teleported back to the Armory and time barely passed, maybe like a five minutes. The funny thing about it all was that Wesley would just be seen standing staring at the sword in his hand.
The hug was cut short(much to Francis’ disappointment). Meli offered an apologetic shrug and departed through a shadow. If Francis hadn’t seen it for himself, he wouldn’t have believed it. He would then look to Michel who also shrugged, but he went to one knee, bowing to Shion.
“So, uh, Boss, what do you wish for me to do?” He asked her. Francis looked over at Shion and looked at how loyal his son was. He smiled and just would let Shion give the orders to their--his son.
