Reim Empire

"The rest, huh?" At this point, the Magoi of his trainer was clearly visible to Fudo. The fact that she invited him to make the next assault was a bit of a relief, as he now had a moment to think over the next move. As he thought it over, he came to realize that he had yet to attempt more of a Djinn Equip than this. Actually, he sought to use his Djinn sparingly, as he knew it to be one of a very dangerous element. On the other hand, though, he was better off working on the full equip now, rather than later. Until now, he had been focusing Amon's flames into the sword and his hands for Djinn Weapon Equip. Logical progression dictated that he burn his entire body with the flames, focusing them throughout his core to progress the transformation. And so, he did exactly that, engulfing himself in Amon's flames and aiming to focus his form on his entire body. There was a bit of progression in the form of his arms gaining armor, instead of the usual smoldering appearance they took. However, this seemed to stagnate there. "Tell me something. Your master seems opposed to using these abilities for power, but you seem very combat oriented for a person trained by such a man. Why is this?"

Caelus could see the progression of ability within Yasmin, but he knew there was still much to be done here. As such, when the young woman aimed to lash out at him again, he raised his right arm against her weapon to parry. "Your Djinn Equip is missing something. Your Magoi is being held back more than it should be. I don't know what's missing, but you're not getting everything that weapon form has to offer."

Erza seemed to come under question from her chosen pupil about her choices as far as combat was concerned. When one thought about it from the outside perspective she supposed she could see how one might take her randomly aggressive use of fighting and her outwardly cold nature, but it was more complicated than that. As she watched this young man start on his full Djinn Equip she noted that it progressed if only to move his Magoi up his lower arms. "Well, I'm from the Sasan Kingdom. I was sent here as part of my training to become a Sasan Knight. Strength and conviction are simply part of who I am... it isn't me wanting to be powerful. I was here to learn patience and discipline to go along with my physical prowess." she said not knowing if this would be fully understood. She explained of herself. After this she moved right along staring at his arms she could tell he was still holding back by a great deal considering the stopping point of his transformation. But she wasn't sure just yet whether this was his intention or if it was that he was mentally stuck there. 'Two options, it's mental... and he has some sort of hangup which stops him from fully committing to the Djinn Equip. Or it's physical and he doesn't have enough.' Erza found it a bit complicated to deal with and until she figured out which thing it was she couldn't well move on from this point of his training. "You know you have an entire body right?" she asked somewhat rhetorically waiting to see if he would come up with more or see if he would need motivation.

Meanwhile Yasmin was having a similar conversation with her trainer about not getting enough out of her weapon equip, which was more than obvious considering that he was still able to parry what would have otherwise been a fairly good blow. With this new information she backed away... taking a deep breath. "I know. I saw it fully when Fudo and I were looking into our likeness, he used it so I know what it is. Besides the weapon it comes with armor..." she said her face gaining a slightly pink tint. Yasmin didn't purposefully hold back, it was simply built into her personality to withhold a bit of herself, which was likely due to the time she spent enslaved. It was rather difficult to truly lend that much of herself to any given form when doing anything that fully rash before this point had always lead to full disaster. It seemed a great deal of caution was built into the girl's persona and it had made its way into her Magoi Manipulation for whatever reason.

"I see... So you are from Sasan. I knew you weren't from here," Fudo said as he contemplated the redhead's words. Still, he had made no progress on furthering his Djinn Equip. Though he had Magoi in excess, he could not bring himself to finish the evolution. From what he already understood of this Metal Vessel, he could only assume that its ultimate form was a force to be reckoned with, and he felt as if its power was very dangerous to those around him. "Yeah, I know. It doesn't seem like it's working for me, though. Maybe I should try something else instead."

"Eh? Wait, wait, wait..." Caelus was astounded by what he was hearing from this girl. So astounded, in fact, that he dropped his other sword and looked at her as if she'd gone mad right in front of his eyes. "You mean to tell me... that you've known this entire time what that thing could do... and you haven't been doing it? What the hell are we doing here if you're not giving it all you've got?"

Erza looked at this young man and was a bit confused by what she was seeing. Because it became obvious to her that he had the excess Magoi to complete the transformation yet he claimed he couldn't do it. 'Ah, in his head then.' she said thinking about it she didn't know enough about this boy to figure out what was keeping him from his transformation. "And now you know where I am from... what about you?" she asked of the young man seeming to have relaxed completely and was now leaning against her halberd which she planted into the ground. Afterall, there was no point in continuing to fight the young man as he was, if he couldn't push past whatever was keeping him from a transformation he could obviously activate.

Yasmin was in her own training receiving a much more direct bit of disbelief at her present state of inaction. She had the grace to look a bit embarrassed and tried to think of how to explain it. "I didn't mean to hold back. It's just kind of hard to unlearn the habit... it's all still really new to me." Yasmin mentioned. It was true that she had a more than reasonable amount of power, but until very recently she never considered herself to be very powerful at all. Given that and the known negatives she had for throwing herself into things, she was always very cautious.

Seeing Erza's relaxed state, Fudo dropped his fighting stance as well, and did away with Amon's flames and his Djinn Equip. "I'm from Sindria. I won't lie and say I'm not here for power. What I want is to be able to deal with any challenge thrown my way as I go on to realize my ultimate goal: creating a world without poverty or suffering, as a king that treats all of his subjects as members of the royal palace."

Caelus remained surprised by what he was hearing. He knew there was something he disliked about this group of people that had come to the Yambala Gladiators, and now he knew exactly what it was. "Ah... You're a peaceful bunch, huh? A bunch of Dungeon Capturers who don't like killing people. You're gonna have a hard time in this world if you don't learn when to put some killer instinct behind that soft ass weapon of yours."

Erza heard what this young man was about to say. His goals were lofty and given the size of the group he arrived with he obviously had a number of people willing to follow him to get this done. But... "Surely you realize, that doing something like that will eventually require some form of violence, even if it's just to quell those..." she was going to keep talking but an old woman with a hat on her head dressed in robes appeared in the room. Her hair was a grey faded pink and her eyes were large and brown in color. When she entered she spoke harshly her voice raspy, likely from the pipe she smoked on but this was not really the point. "Save your breath, these brats don't get it. I'll fix it; both of you may as well follow me. The Princess also requires this lesson and I'm only going to say this once." she said casually as she walked through with a commanding presence that dictated she expected to be followed at this very moment. Erza surprisingly enough simply followed without question assuming that Fudo would do the same. She was walking towards the room occupied by Caelus and Yasmin and would arrive there surprisingly fast for a woman of her age.

Caelus words reached Yasmin and she supposed she understood them. But she didn't really like the idea of killing people. For her, bloodshed and violence didn't do anything but breed more of the same. That as an aside she wasn't the type to be violent unnecessarily, which was more than obvious given she was well trained with a weapon but never really used one to the full extent of her abilities. But before she could open her mouth to reply to her trainer an old woman entered the room and said but one thing. "Sit."

Fudo's ears were open to whatever Erza had to say, but an interruption came in the form of an elderly woman. Though he did not know who this woman was, Erza chose to follow her, so he did the same. This eventually brought him to the location where Yasmin was being trained by the male gladiator. With the old woman's command to sit, which he assumed to be for him as well, he did so next to the pink-haired girl. In the meantime, Caelus cut his eyes toward the old woman while picking up his weapons. "Uzma. Isn't it past your nap time?"

Upon being told to sit Yasmin did, obviously she was used to doing what was said by people in charge. She was rather surprised to find Fudo now in the room with her as well. Since they were now sitting side by side she could see the injury to his face and her eyes widened as she saw the woman known as Erza enter as well taking a seat off to the side with her back against a wall and her large weapon situated in her lap. Yasmin sighed. "Fudo your nose is broken." she mentioned reaching over she'd attempt to realign his nose leaving it straight with only a momentary bit of pain for her companion apparently something the pink haired girl was used to doing. As this happened the small old woman spoke to Caelus apparently none too happy. "Yes it is. But, I can't sleep with the Rukh around these two being so annoying. And you two aren't going to be able to change this about them..." she mentioned to only to pause in front of the pair staring at them both for just moment before she began pacing.

"Both of you are incapable of using your Djinn Equips fully... but this is probably because you don't understand what's at stake here. It's fine to have ideals and values. Your kindness will get your far, but... it also hinders you and will get you killed if you allow it to cloud your judgement." she said. "I hear the Rukh, I see and understand them. I know this... and I'd rather not see two more brats be killed by someone who has fallen into depravity." mentioned the old woman. But this only brought confusion to Yasmin. "Fallen to depravity?" she questioned her eyes darting to Fudo wondering if she was the only one left out of this.

"Hm?" Fudo questioned. In the midst of his training, he had either failed to realize, or simply forgotten the break in his nose. When Yasmin reached out to him, he braced himself for what he knew to be the encroaching reset of his nose. A bit of a cringe followed the act itself, but after a moment, he was back to normal and rubbing his nose.

"Keh!" was all Caelus gave as a response to the old woman. He then sheathed his swords, and stood with his arms crossed while she spoke to this pair of Dungeon Capturers, and alleged King Vessels who simply did not have what it took to properly become kings. 'Fallen?' Fudo mentally questioned as the woman spoke. He had once heard of such a state of being, but never had he received any detail on the matter. As such, when Yasmin asked, he was for once unable to clarify at all.

Having properly set Fudo's nose, Yasmin was left to pay the utmost attention to the short old woman talking to them. But she was more than a bit surprised to have Fudo not be able to answer one of her questions. The fact that Yasmin even asked this question made the old woman pause right in front of the girl staring into her face. Yasmin was rather attentive but she didn't understand what she'd said to cause the look on the woman's face, it made her a bit uncomfortable to be under such scrutiny. "Sorry, did I say something wrong?" she asked only to have the old woman reach out and flick her nose. "I've definitely told you this before. But since there is someone new around I'll repeat myself." she said only to have Yasmin rub the tip of her nose. "Ow." she mumbled only to go back to listening as the old woman began pacing and explaining.

"When a life is born, it moves within the flow. To move forward you have to accept the Rukh's Guidance. It points you in the way you should go, and you are responsible for overcoming that which it places before you... within that flow. This is what people call 'fate' and it is the responsibility of all to overcome it in their own way." she explained. "But there are some, who cannot accept the guidance the Rukh provide. Some curse their lives and aim to go against fate and change their destinies. It poisons their Rukh and stops them from being able to move forward. Existence becomes negative and they become fueled by hatred and malice. This is what it means to fall to depravity."