The Judges of Caanan (A Sentai story)

Passage 16: “Not By Might Nor By Power, But By My Spiritâ€​


An earthquake shook Bahirawakanda to its very foundation. The denizens of the dreaded mountain watched and scurried in horror as architecture began to collapse. In the throne chamber, some of the surrounding benches above the stage shattered and avalanched. Kuber and Mohini ducked as the upper level caved in and collapsed all around them. A deep crack ran down Bahirawa’s throne. Outside the mountain, the fog that had once shrouded it slowly began to lift. The feeling of coldness and essence of dread on the slopes also seemed to melt away. The host in attendance witnessed in fear and awe at what had just transpired. Bahirawa the Devourer, king of the mountain, was no more.

*BGM plays*
(‘Taitei Ra Deus’ from Chousinsei Flashman)​

“Bahirawa…†Kuber began, but couldn’t finish. The shock was too great.
“He is dead.†Mohini finished for him. A chilling silence filled the chamber.
Ravana then appeared and slowly walked past his subjects, who stepped back a respectful distance.
“Raja… Bahirawa - â€
“Yes, I know†said the king, is back turned to them. The Yakko waited for Ravana to say something more. With the black Rathnaya lost, his wrath was sure to be terrible. They were surprised when he slowly began to laugh, as though things were going well.
“Raja?†asked Mohini.
“Mohini†Ravana addressed loudly. “Bring out your YakkaJins.â€
Without her prompting though, the YakkaJins emerged onto the stage and assembled before Mohini and Ravana. Ravana looked upon each one of them.
“Your turn has now come.â€
“Bahirawa-hamu shall be avenged†Aturu answered simply. “And the Rathnaya will be ours.â€
“I shall hold you to that.†Ravana turned to the broken throne of Bahirawa. With a long sword he began to cut it down and carve out a larger one. Once done, he sat down and looked out over his followers, and continued to laugh. The YakkaJins smiled to each other…


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*BGM plays*
(‘Furusato yo! Naze oretachi wo kobamu no da...’ from Chousinsei Flashman)​

“Bahirawa is dead†HiriYakka repeated the message of a conscripted Kattu. Maha Swarna Karkatahaya overheard and screeched in irritation. White foam issued from the monstrous crab’s mouth.
“Yes, I’m sure you were looking forward to avenging yourself on him, but some things can’t be helped. You’ll have to satisfy yourself with the rest of Ravana’s horde.â€
“Any word on Kumbhakarna-hamu?†asked GaraYakka, who was bent over in labor.
“He says he will join us on the day we attack.â€
“He still has reservations about us†said GaraYakka observedly.
“Perhaps. But he will be there nonetheless.â€

GaraYakka stood up, his creation finished. It was a giant mechanical claw with built-in cannon, forged through his skill in magic, technology and metalmongery. GaraYakka presented the giant crab his new prosthetic appendage and set to work implanting it onto his body. Once completed, the crab tested it out by firing the cannon at several rocks, shattering them to pieces. He then picked up some debris and crushed it into fine grains. The two rebellious Yakko smiled at the sight, and Maha Swarna Karkatahaya issued a shriek of bloodlust…


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*Opening Theme plays*
(Seiju Sentai Gingaman OP Instrumental)

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Comic slowly awoke from a restless sleep. Looking outside, he saw that it still nighttime, and squinted from the particularly bright moon rolling above. For the first time in a long while, Kalu Kumara hadn’t haunted his dreams. Yet he still could not find peace in slumber. His mind kept drifting back to Ruth. The estate wasn’t too far south from here. If he rode fast he could check up on her, he reasoned as he lay on his mat. But what would she say of him leaving his troops and the Judges? Not even for her would she want him to desert them.

So Comic did not carry out his desire, but he couldn’t fall asleep again either. At last he gave up and decided to take a nighttime stroll.

*BGM plays*
(‘Senshi no Kyuujitsu’ from Gosei Sentai Dairanger)​

He eventually found he was not the only one up and about. Gotembara and Yoroi were sitting on a large hill outside the city. In the olden days, a fortress had rested upon that ground. Now all that remained were a few bricks and broken walls. As he climbed up to meet them, Comic looked out across Asher’s landscape. The worst of the war was still to come. Despite the victories against the Yakko, the Contamination of the Celestial Realm persisted. What they needed was a way to strike at their heart.

Gotembara looked skyward and with his celestial sight, gazed briefly into Ahasa itself. He saw great legions of heavenly hosts prepared for battle. No further proof was needed to claim the seriousness of the situation.
“What do you see?†asked Yoroi.
“I see an army amassing. Soon the world will behold a host descending down to meet their enemy.â€
“I’d rather they do it now and get it over with.â€
Gotembara turned to him. “What shall you do from here on?â€
“The Horu are still my primary concern. From that you cannot divert me from†Yoroi answered firmly. “But I won’t take the jewels from these people. And if I can help you fight the Yakko, I shall.â€
Gotembara nodded approvingly. “The Judges could use a man like you on their side.â€
He noted Garasu asleep next to Yoroi’s ship. “It was you who took Obelisk to Sri Pada.â€
“Yes…†Yoroi neglected to mention Alpha. He didn’t feel like talking about him at the moment.
“That man is important for defeating Gad.â€
“Do you think he can restore Issachar?â€
“For that, you’ll have to wait and see.â€

Comic now stepped in behind them.
“I apologize†he said with a slight respectful bow of the head. “I didn’t mean to interrupt.â€
“You aren’t†said the saint, inviting Comic to join them. “I see there is no sleep for you tonight either.â€
“There’s something in the air†answered the veteran. “I fear something bad will happen soon.â€
“Like what?†asked Yoroi.
“I don’t know†said Comic, shaking his head. “But I’ve been in this business before. You can feel when things are going to get rough.â€
Yoroi could empathize. They both turned to Gotembara for some consolation.
“Don’t let the darkness cast its shadow on you†said the saint. “But cast your own shadow on it.â€

He was looking skyward. Yoroi and Comic followed his gaze and saw the black star Hewanalla shining above. Soon after, the black Rathnaya came into view and hovered in front of Comic and Yoroi…

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Kuber walked down a lone, unlit dirt road near Bahirawakanda. Now with Bahirawa gone and the YakkaJins fully assembled, the favor of Ravana had gone to Mohini. That left him, Kuber, in an uncomfortable position. His most recent excursion had resulted in a failure to kill Obelisk. Now that Yoroi seemed to be siding with the Judges instead of single-mindedly pursuing those Horu pirates. Ravana might find him expendable now, even despite the long years of loyalty to him after his family broke up over the feud with Vesamunu, not to mention the impeccability of his maintenance of the treasury. Kuber needed an edge to ensure his position. So preoccupied was he that e didn’t notice until the last second a scythe that had appeared at his throat.
“Kuber, Kuber†mocked Ixion from behind, as though he were an old friend. “As bumbling and unaware as ever!â€

Kuber knocked the weapon away and spun around.
“So you have taken that body back?â€
“With great effort, yes. I’ve been dormant far too long.â€
“What do you want†asked the demon, irate at the intrusion.
“Now, now, Kuber! Such a temper doesn't suit one of your class†Ixion chastised. “I've come to ask a favor.â€
“What makes you think I would help you?†asked Imperious. “You’re not exactly known for keeping your word.â€
“This body won't last me for long†Ixion explained. “Cheiron may eventually take over once more. I need the aid of someone like you when that happens. Someone who knows how to grant me a corporeal form again. One of my very own without need of a host.â€
“And if I help you, what can you offer me?â€
Ixion took out a card: Death. He ran it through his belt and the transformation that Kuber witnessed was truly heinous.
“What do you call this form?†asked Kuber, trying to hide the enthusiasm from his voice.
“This†Ixion began. “is Minos Mode.â€
“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before. And even with that you have failed in the past. I must have something new to sample.â€
“I thought as much†said Ixion. “What if I gave you the Horu to make part of your army?â€
“You would offer your comrades in allegiance with us?â€
“Cheiron’s comrades†Ixion corrected. “But yes. You are after all both after the Rathnaya. Consider it an allegiance of convenience.â€

Kuber recalled his temptation of Yoroi to join him. Nevertheless, this may be the edge he was looking for.
“How will you convince them?â€
“Leave that to me. Now…†Ixion sensed his victory in the mind of the demon. “Let me tell you exactly how I can be revived and rid of that limp-wristed Cheiron…â€

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Ikeia ducked away from a patrol of Kattu and watched them move away. He took this brief reprieve from his escape southward to check on his knife wound, and cursed as he saw a trickle of blood seep out from the bandage. With as little time as there was, he had hastily dressed and bandaged it, and now his lack of expertise was getting the better of him. Ikeia quickly wiped the blood away and added more gauze-like cloth, then continued on his trek, using Elisha’s Axe as a cane. But he knew that sooner or later, unless he received proper medical attention, he would have to stop somewhere. And then no doubt the end would come.

Eventually Ikeia came face-to-face with the last person he wanted to see. Mohini smiled evilly upon him like a malevolent specter.
“You’re resilient. I’ll give you that.†She seemed to glide over to him.
“Perhaps you should have stabbed deeper.â€
“Or perhaps I should have slit your throat instead.â€
Ikeia tried to swing down on Mohini with the axe, but with his enervated state the demoness easily knocked the sacred weapon away. She bit down on Ikeia’s shoulder and then kicked him away, leaving a gash on his Brace arm. Ikeia grimaced as he tried to raise it. Transformation was impossible.
“Your men did not appeal to me†Mohini hissed. “But I’m going to savor you.â€
Ikeia raised KirinRauma with his good hand. If this was the end, then so be it. He would go down resisting. Suddenly the night scene was lit up by an unworldly glow. An illuminated figure cast an intense light at Mohini, making her back down from Ikeia. The figure then proceeded to engage in a brief duel with the demoness, soon resulting in her sudden departure. Her vengeful shriek echoed across the landscape.

*BGM plays*
(‘Senshi no Chikai (2)’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Ikeia now shielded his eyes as the figure approached him. The illumination began to dim, allowing the Gadite to see who was before him. He blanched upon the realization: the saint Sariputta stood above him admonishingly.
“You did not deserve what I have just done.â€
Ikeia trembled slightly but said nothing.
“But you are one of the nine, and thus must be delivered to greatness.â€
Ikeia remained silent. Sariputta brought him to his feet.
“The Judge of Issachar is on Sri Pada. Take this Axe to him and the jewel which you stole will go to him.â€
“What?â€
“Do you still not understand? Your army is destroyed. You are a man on the run from the enemy whom you should be fighting, but ignored for the sake of your evil.â€
Sariputta took hold of Ikeia’s Brace.
“The Judges must unite if they are to win. Find them and seek your repentance.â€

Were it anyone else, Ikeia might have protested. But the saint had a strange effect on him. Sariputta pointed again to Sri Pada in the distance.
“Go to Sri Pada. Find your repentance.â€
A gust of wind, and the saint was gone. Ikeia felt the pain from his wounds erupt again. Grimacing, he picked up the Axe and pondered over what he had just witnessed. He barely understood it all, but right now it didn’t seem like he had many options. So, guided by the light of the moons, Ikeia began to head toward the holy mountain…

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Morning. Ban was eating a fruit for breakfast when he found TFP sitting alone outside. Without waiting for an invitation, he sat down across from him.
“So… Pack.â€
TFP shot a glance at him but did not object to the name.
“I can call you Pack, can’t I?â€
TFP shrugged. “You may as well.â€
“You’re not eating?â€
“I’m not hungry.â€
Ban shrugged and continued to eat.
“I don’t know what you’re so hung up about. It’s not like you did any of that stuff. So what if people know who you are, we know what you’ve done.â€
TFP sighed and turned away. “I don’t think you would understand.â€
“Maybe not†Ban admitted. “…But I think I know what it is to want to prove something.â€
TFP eyed him curiously. “What do you want to prove?â€
Just like before, Ban could not find an answer.
“To prove something you need something to prove.â€
“So I have nothing to prove?â€
TFP let out a slow exhale and got up. “You have nothing to live for. Your whole life has been empty of any true substance. If you want to prove otherwise, which seems the case, you must rectify that mistake.â€
“And have you?†Ban shot back with slight irritation. “Have you proven you’re not your family, or are you just like them by hiding it from us?â€

The two Judges locked eyes for a moment, but were spared a confrontation by a clamor from their friends. Comic, his wrists covered up, was holding an arrow with a note tied onto the shaft.
“I was walking along the city outskirts when this was shot to me†he explained. Kira tore off the note and unrolled it.
“What is this?â€
“This arrow belongs to Kalu Kumara†said Comic.
“Kalu Kumara?†TFP and the girls expressed surprise. The myth of the Black Prince was among the most terrible of their childhood tales.
“He says his companions are waiting for us outside the city†read Kira.
“The YakkaJins are together again†Gotembara observed.
“It sounds like a set-up†said Yoroi.
“Perhaps†said Comic. “But we’re not just leaving them alone, are we?â€
“No I don’t suppose you are†said the saint.
Comic broke the arrow in two and threw the pieces into a fire. He then took off in the direction the arrow had come from, the others racing after him…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Kyodai JuuSenshi, Za Zuruluk’ from Chousinsei Flashman)​

The nine YakkaJins appeared somewhere along the MahaWaliGanga, outside a village some miles from the city.
“Let's draw out the little mice†said Kuveni.
The demons entered the village and began to slaughter the populace.

Comic then walked calmly onto the scene of devastation, folding his arms over his chest.
“Hey, you lot†he said, waving his hand in mock friendship. “That's not very nice what you're doing there. I'm going to have to ask you to stop.â€
The nine stared at Comic before laughing in his face.
“How's that wife of yours?†KaluYakka taunted.
“That, my dear man†Comic answered, glaring at the short YakkaJin, “is none of your concern.†His voice now carried less of a mocking tone, and more venom. “Leave, now. Before the Judges have their way with you.â€
He turned his gaze to Kalu Kumara, who returned it with equal hatred. Inside he was hoping they would ignore his demand, just so he could have his way with this black prince.
“We leave when we're good and ready.†Kalu Kumara raised his sword.
“Now I want to play.â€

He swiftly cut down across Comic in a vertical fashion. Comic's ax blade met with the saber, before he pushed it away and swung his own weapon. Kalu Kumara ducked and rolls away. Seeing some fleeing civilians, he commanded Vata Kumara to pursue one. Vata Kumara grabbed a small girl and raises his sword to her neck.
“Let's play a game. One cut for every step you take.â€
The others snickered. A shortened breath, due to surprise, escaped Comic’s lips. His fists rolled into balls as he clenched his teeth. One step, and she would be dead. Another nameless civilian on a roster of casualties. Another faceless victim. Yet, Comic knew none of them were faceless. And this one hadn't even been able to live her life yet. He could see the fear evident on her face.
“Bastards...†he muttered quietly, before dropping his ax.

A mini-cyclone suddenly knocked the sword from Vata Kumara's hand. Sako, tailed by the others, appeared in view and came beside Comic. Vata Kumara growled and threw the girl aside into some rubble.
“Just the lot we wanted to see†said Saradiel.
Yoroi took the opportunity to order the girl to run as fast as she could. He then turned back around to face the demons.
“Your fight is with us, not little children†said Kiliana. “I suggest you remember that in the future.â€
“Now now†said Suniya. “You won't deny the usefulness of the mortals as playthings...â€
“But Judges would be better†said Kuveni. “Let’s have some fun with them for a while.â€
Comic curled his fist tightly. “I’d like to see you try.â€
“Is that a challenge?†Kalu Kumara hissed. Comic grabbed his axe again. His face became contorted into one of pure anger and fury. He charged toward his nemesis…

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Seeing the two fighting each other, the other YakkaJins turned their attention to the Judges and Yoroi.
“Let’s go!†yelled Ban.

*BGM plays*
(‘Onna Senshi Lami’ from Kyoryu Sentai Zyuranger)​

The Judges transformed and ran to meet these new enemies. But before they could approach, Aimana and Aturu’s ten female retainers leapt in to block their path.
“Who - â€
Ban couldn’t finish the question, as the ten began to crisscross the field, slashing and striking the Judges in rapid succession. Moving like a whirlwind, they herded the nine together like a baitball and struck again and again. Kira unveiled ToriKasaya and began to fling in 180 degrees, driving the demonesses back and allowing them to return to the Jins. KaluYakka fired energy blasts to divide them up, letting all eight go after them.

TFP opened fire on Aimana and Suniya from the side via HebiKalla. Suniya caught the shots on his firepan and flung them back at him. TFP ducked, then charged with cannon in front of him. Aimana released a ring of energy that surrounded the Danite and zapped him with volts of energy. TFP fell to the ground smoking. He fired another blast, which was merely caught again and thrown back amidst loud chortling. A ring of purple fire now appeared on the ground around TFP. Instantly the ground beneath him burned and erupted in flame. TFP barely managed to jump through the fire and roll away. Aiman caugt im by jamming is foot into his chest.
“Too easy.â€
Suniya grabbed TFP by the neck and shook him like a rag doll.
“I could use a little pet.â€

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Kiliana busied herself with Aturu and Kasyapa, while Yoroi and Gotembara handled Saradiel, Vata Kumara and KaluYakka. Ban flew toward Kuveni, blasting fireballs her way. Kuveni leapt up, grabbed Ban and threw him hard on the ground. Ban threw her off and, together with Kira, did a cross attack with their sabers. Kuveni caught and threw them away over her head. Stabbing her claws into their armor, she threw them in opposite directions…

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Kalu Kumara was knocked back by Comic's attacks. Comic took the opportunity to start pummeling him with punches in rapid succession, but the demon recovered enough to deliver a one-two slash in return. Comic was thrown backwards into a pole. Rather than crash into it though, he grabbed a hold of the pole as he neared it and pulled himself around back towards Kalu Kumara. He swung down diagonally with his axe across Kalu Kumara’s chest, and readied himself for the next move...

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TFP tried to break Suniya’s stranglehold on him. Charging up his left fist, he slammed it into his abdomen. Suniya dropped him, allowing the Judge to land a kick on Aimana’s chest. Sako then came in and slashed Suniya from behind. He and Aimana stepped away
“You are the one who killed Bahirawa-hamu†muttered Suniya.
“That’s right.â€
A ring of fire appeared around Sako too, and soon the ground beneath her went ablaze. Sako jumped out of the ring and landed behind Aimana, slashing Suniya across his chest twice. “Do you want to be next?â€
Suniya snorted. TFP threw a ball of liquid at Aimana, making him throw his blade up in the air. TFP leapt and caught it, and attempted to impale the YakkaJin. Aimana looked at the sword now lodged in his body. He smirked, and then yanked the blade out. Moving quickly, he grabbed TFP by the throat and threw him into Sako, then slashed the two Judges rapidly, powering up the sword with energy.

Sako and TFP skidded on the dusty ground.
“Any ideas?†asked the girl to the man.
TFP clutched his chest with his free hand. His other was pointing his cannon at the Jins.
“Anything I shoot at him only comes back. What say we try combining powers?â€
“Combine this!†The Jins telekinetically levitated the Judges. With his firepan, Suniya threw several streams of fire to scorch them…

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Kuveni reached down toward Ban. Grabbing one of her hands with one hand, Ban sliced it off with his sword. Kuveni just laughed as the hand dropped to the ground and a new hand regenerated. Taking advantage of Ban’s surprise, she knocked him roughly away. Kira emitted a series of bright flashes from her body to blind Kuveni, and then proceeded to throw her whip toward Kuveni’s legs, pulling her off her feet. Kuveni landed on her back and fired her claws at Kira in response. Kira’s armor sparked and smoked as she fell back...

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Kiliana felt the weight of Kasyapa’s club as it crashed into her, sending her forward into the dirt.
“How is Reuben these days?†taunted the former king as Aturu pointed his trident at her back. Kiliana furiously rolled and knocked the trident away, firing bolts of lightning at them. Aturu took out his bow and fired several arrows. Kiliana caught them on KujiPaliya and broke them off. Ejecting the blade, she clashed with the two, engaging in a three-person duel…

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TFP and Sako fell back to the ground. TFP watched Sako get kicked cruelly in the head by Aimana.
“You are really beginning to annoy me...â€
Kiliana and her opponents were coming their way, as were Kira and Ban. TFP shot HebiKalla again and again. Aimana and Suniya gathered together with Kuveni, Kasyapa and Aturu to face TFP, Sako, Ban and Kira at once. TFP moved up a step ahead of the rest, seemingly taking the lead for the moment.
“These guys aren’t like the others†commented Kira.
“Of course not. Did you think we were like the dumb brutes Bahirawa-hamu sent your way?†Aturu spat. “We were once like you. You’ve now met your match.â€
Together the YakkaJins charged the Judges. Kiliana resumed her duel with Aturu. Sako went after Kasyapa, and Kuveni after TFP. Ban engaged Aimana and Suniya…

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Yoroi and Gotembara blocked every single one of Saradiel, Vata Kumara and KaluYakka’s attacks. Clashing with Vata Kumara’s blade against his own staff, Yoroi leaned in close. Pulling back out, he knocked the demon back, preparing for another offensive strike, when Saradiel’s arrow suddenly hit him and the saint, sending them tumbling back.
“Enguard, alien!†Saradiel pointed his bow at Yoroi challengingly. The Mystican headed for him, while Gotembara moved back towards the prince and KaluYakka, all three preparing to engage in an intense duel.

Yoroi was hit by Saradiel’s first few strikes, but as the bandit came down for his final attack, he took out his sword and stabbed. Saradiel however maneuvered enough so that the blade didn’t penetrate deeply. He knocked the blade away and leapt skyward.
“Garasu!â€
Appearing in a golden flame, Garasu soared in and picked Yoroi up on his back. Still holding onto the blade of the sword, Yoroi launched himself and Sardiel into the sky, finally flinging the demon above him. Appearing in Yoroi's hands were both his lance and his sword. Crossing them over each other, he proceeded to hack Saradiel high up in the sky. Saradiel, unable to defend, went tumbling back down to the ground, shrieking his rage as he went.

KaluYakka and Vata Kumara meanwhile were thrown backward by Gotembara and landed near Saradiel…

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Comic staggered backward and fell on one knee. A fight didn’t normally tire him out this quickly, but Kalu Kumara wasn’t like any other enemy. Or perhaps he had never had such a personal investment before, and it was clouding his ability.
“You should have left that hag to me years ago†said the prince. “I would have spared you. But now it’s too late for that.â€
“How many more women and children must die before you will leave the world alone?â€
“…Until they all prostrate themselves to me.â€

They stared each other down, waiting for the time to strike. Then Comic dashed forward, his axe held high and ready to meet the neck of this monster. He cut upwards at Kalu Kumara. The demon jumped up to avoid the bow and kicked Comic in his back. Turning around, he cuts through the air with his sword, slicing across Comic’s back, shoulder and chest as the Asherite spun to face him. As Comic staggered back again, Kalu Kumara sent an energy blade straight toward him. Nowhere to run, Comic blocked with his axe. The weapon managed to catch the energy onto itself… or was it the sudden shadowy aura that was helping it along? Comic flung the energy back. Without any further hesitation, he used a stone as a jumping-off point and came down, his foot aimed at Kalu Kumara’s face. But before Comic could reach him Kalu Kumara’s seven queens, the Vanda-bisavun, tackled him midair and brought him to the ground in an explosive kamikaze attack…

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The Judges saw the explosion in the distance.
“COMIC!â€
Kalu Kumara emerged from the smoke, his retainers lying weakened around him. The other Jins cackled at the sight.
“Shut up!†yelled Ban.
“Stupid fool†sneered Kasyapa. “He must have learned from you.â€
Kalu Kumara joined the five on one side, with Saradiel, KaluYakka and Vata Kumara on the other. Yoroi and Gotembara joined the Judges, but unlike them they didn’t seem perturbed by Comic’s apparent demise.
“That insolent Asherite is dead!†Kalu Kumara spat. “â€Next to go will be you, saint.â€
“I don’t think so†said Gotembara, looking off in the distance. Another figure was now standing amidst the smoke.
“What - â€

*Tauranger theme plays*
(‘Araburu! Gasshin Senshi Bull Taurus Instrumental’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Suddenly the figure summoned a cover of shadow to consume the battlefield. In the darkness he sped forward and slammed all the YakkaJins in the torso. They fell into a pile away from the Judges. Kira turns to look at the man.
“…. Comic!â€

Comic turned to face everyone. He tore off the coverings over his wrists, revealing a Jewel Brace.
“When did - †a bewildered Sako asked.
“You…†Kalu Kumara growled as he got back up. “What’s the meaning of this?â€
“It’s the end of all of you†responded Comic. He slammed the fist of his Brace arm into his palm, releasing a cloud of shadows from the Brace. He raised the arm in the air, enveloping himself in a dark shroud. Once it disappeared, the armor of the Judge of Asher was placed over him.

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“Judge of Asher… Tauranger!â€​

The YakkaJins attacked, but Comic blocked out all light again and struck each Judge with blows from UshiMitiya. Now encouraged to keep fighting, the Judges charged at the enemy. Kalu Kumara knocked away Sako's blade with his own and slashed her viciously several times across the chest. Overwhelmed, Sako fell to her knees, panting furiously. They were right: Bahirawa and his beasts were nothing compared to these guys. Comic removed the head from his hammer and split it into a pair of metal boxing gloves, the Kage. He punched with the large knuckles at Kalu Kumara's chest, knocking him back a few feet. Yoroi put his weapons away and concentrated his reserve power into his fists until they seemed to glow with energy. Taking a leaf from Comic’s book, he unleashed his own fury of punches at the demons. Each time a powerful burst of golden energy flew forward, powered by Yoroi's own lifeforce. Each blast caused him to stumble slightly, but he would quickly regain his balance and attack again.

The other Judges and Gotembara contributed their own abilities. Explosions erupted everywhere as the YakkaJins’ armor sparked heavily and they landed on the ground. Comic came up in front of his allies.
“How’s that?â€
Kalu Kumara staggered to his feet. “Not done yet....â€
Joined by Suniya, the two of them each released the cobras wound around their bodies. They fused together into the body of the cobra YakkaJuu NaYakka, and grew to giant size. He spewed forth a great stream of explosive, toxic acid from his mouth, destroying several architecture and sending the Judges flying in several directions. A flock of Ulama swooped in and contributed to the assault.

Comic rolled down a small embankment and looked up at the sky. A TharaJuu began descending from Hewanalla and kicked NaYakka in the head before it landed. Haraka the minotaur stood before the heroes and roared fiercely. The other TharaJuu, Rajaliya and Singhaya included, came up to join their comrade.
“What’s that?†asked Ban.
“That my friend†said Comic, “is Haraka.â€
Haraka rallied the TharaJuu. Rajaliya, joined by Makara and Ukussa, opened fire on the Ulama with his shoulder cannons. Sarpiya, Singhaya and Haraka engaged in a grappling match with NaYakka.
“Nephilim mode!†summoned Yoroi
Garasu reappeared, before flying through a large magi symbol, turning into the much larger Phoenix-like mecha. He issued a scream as he flew through the air, a trail of fire in his wake. Yoroi jumped inside, as the mecha flipped its wings in front of itself and opened fire.

NaYakka blocked the attacks through its large shield-like hood and fired multiple blasts at the mechas with its massive poison-drenched mouth. Rajaliya, Makara and Ukussa flew away to avoid the blasts. Haraka beat his chest and rammed the demon with his horns, knocking him down. Then he beckoned Rajaliya, Thalmaha and Ukussa to join him. With the Judges watching, the four began to combine:
- Haraka’s legs folded up so that the feet formed a belt buckle and silver thighs protruded below the waist. The bovid head and neck folded down to show a feminine anthropoid head, and the arms and back detached and folded into a club.
- Rajaliya’s legs folded to the sides. The hindquarters folded downward to reveal slots for the thighs to slide into, ejecting the wings and tail and which became a bow and arrow respectively. The whole body behind the neck rose to a vertical position and split in half. Both halves of the head and mane flipped into the body and were replaced by a toed foot each.
- Ukussa’s body straightened out into back armor. The head formed a helmet with headdress, and the wings detached to fold into a sword.
- Thalmaha’s body split into four parts: head, dorsal body, ventral body, tail. The head and tail unfolded into arms, while the dorsal body arranged into a piece of frontal armor. The ventral body became a large shield.
The mecha all combined together to form TharaDeviyo (Star God) Urmya, the deity of dusk. The giant goddess descended to the ground before NaYakka.
“They always know what they’re doing already†muttered Sako.

SeiNephilim landed behind NaYakka as he attacked Urmya, and charged with his trident, slamming it into the monster's backside. Urmya blocked the acid attack with her shield but staggered back nonetheless. NaYakka grabbed Nephilim’s trident and dislodged it. With blood dripping out the wound, he did an about turn toward Nephilim and fired a blast of corrosive acid at point blank range. Urmya raised her bow and fired the charged tail arrow at the YakkaJuu in retaliation. Nephilim was shot back, sparks flying across his hull as an explosion ripped across the face. The cockpit shook, sparked and smoked everywhere.
“Why do they always aim for the head?!â€
As the smoke cleared, Yoroi could see Urmya had incapacitated the monster. He watched as the goddess walked over to NaYakka and grabbed him by the neck. She unleashed a punch into the face of the beast, pulled back, and then punched again. NaYakka flailed on the ground.

Urmya now brought out her sword and jumped up into the air after a running start. The stars Sagare, Eliya, Handtha and Goruwenawa shone around her. The sword glowed a heavenly shade as she hovers in the air and then shot back down to the ground, delivering a high-powered slash to her opponent. The demon flew back and exploded as he hit the ground, reverting back to the swarm of cobras from whence he came. The cobras wound themselves back around Suniya and Kalu Kumara. The YakkaJins backed away from the scathing Urmya and the Judges.
“This is far from over†Kalu Kumara said, pointing a threatening finger toward Comic. The nine demons then dissolved to spirit form and disappeared. Comic stared after them, a look of vengeful determination behind his helmet. The others then came up to him in congratulation.
“Why didn’t you say something before?†asked Kira.
“I wanted to surprise you. Heck, I don’t think I believe it yet myself.â€
“Join the club†snorted Sako…

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That night the Judges came together to discuss what had happened that day.
“All together they’re almost impossible to beat†said Kiliana. “Our best bet is to keep them separated.â€
“They’re not like the YakkaJuu†said TFP. “They’re going to catch on to anything we try. Nine of them for nine of us. And they aren’t even the real heavy-hitters.â€
In his normal state of mind Ban would have asked what that meant, but tonight he was occupied by other thoughts. Now with the excitement over the Jins past, he had gone back to Mahasona, Havok and his ultimate purpose in this war.
“Ban? You listening?†Kiliana inquired.
Ban rose up. He finally decided to make up his mind.
“I’m going after Mahasona.â€

“Are you serious?†asked Kira. “We just got a new enemy to deal with, and you want to chase after a rouge demon?â€
The others expressed similar discontent. Gotembara though remained dispassionate. Yoroi said nothing.
“He’s still a demon, isn’t he?†Ban defended. “Besides, he was headed toward Sri Pada. Isn’t that where Obelisk is?â€
“I doubt Mahasona has much interest in Obelisk†said TFP.
“You want to take that chance?â€
“Ban†said Kiliana. “If this is about your feud - â€
“I have to settle things with him. And find out what he meant about… my friends…â€
“Now is not the time.â€
“Then when will it be?â€

*BGM plays*
(‘Oreta Yaiba’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

“Ban has a point†said Gotembara. “Mahasona may now be a rogue, but we should not count him out. If he is heading to Sri Pada, then someone should keep an eye on him.â€
“What about the YakkaJins?†asked Kiliana.
“You have a fine addition to your team†Gotembara nodded to Comic, who humbly bhead.
“Kalu Kumara has long been my enemy†he said. “I know him and his associates too well. So I can assist you here.â€
“You can do better†said Kiliana. “Given your reputation, I think you should become leader.â€
Comic tried to protest, but Kiliana insisted. At last he relented.
“Very well. Then let me say that while I agree we’re better off sticking together, I can understand Ban’s feelings. If he feels he must do this, then I will let him go.â€
The others still seemed unsure, but they trusted Comic’s judgment. Yoroi came up to Ban.
“I can escort you to the mountain come sunrise. Hopefully Alpha is still there with Obelisk.â€
“And I shall accompany you†said Gotembara. “I too would like to know Mahasona’s intention.â€

The saint noticed the doubtful looks on the Judges’ faces and gathered them together.
“Now is the time to stand together. Don’t allow the enemy to divide you. And more importantly, don’t allow yourselves to divide each other.â€
The six Judges looked at Gotembara and each other. Taking his words to heart, they put their Braces together and looked up at the nine parent stars. Their Rathnaya shined to match their light…

TO BE CONTINUED
*Ending Theme 2 plays*
(‘Caribbean Blue’ by Enya)

Next Time
*Next Episode Promo Theme 2 plays*
(‘Yokoku Ongaku 3’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)

Ixion conscripts the Horu to ally with the Yakko in their hunt for the Rathnaya; Ikeia arrives at Sri Pada to save Obelisk from Kuber’s renewed attack; the gold Rathnaya chooses its partner; and Mahasona at last reveals his secret.​
 
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Passage 17: “An Eye For An Eye…â€​


“I don’t like it†said Chebar.
“Neither do I†said Kira. “But Comic said if Ban felt that strongly about, he should go.â€
“Or he’s letting his personal feelings affect his judgment.â€
The couple was sitting on the roof of a tall building, watching the sun just begin to peak over the horizon. Below them a small group of townsfolk who had stayed up the night were playing a folk tune.


*BGM plays*
(‘Fukkatsu No Majou Bandora (1)’ from Kyoryu Sentai Zyuranger)​

In the distance Ban, Yoroi and Gotembara were already heading westward to Issachar, where Ban had supposed Mahasona had gone.
“Where will you go now?†asked Kira.
“After losing Simeon, Gad has been weakening on all fronts†Chebar explained. “Zebulun finally broke the southern siege and destroyed most of their fleet. There’s word too that Naphtali is beginning to resist, so we’ve sent some forces to give them a hand.â€
“That leaves just Issachar and Reuben still under their control.â€
“True. But Jamun is leading the Simeonites through Reuben. Zebulun is going to send a fleet westward and attack from there. And with any luck Naphtali will be able to attack from the north. Gad will be surrounded.
“What about the other Tribes?â€
“There are rumors, but nothing concrete. I don’t think they’ll sit aside for much longer… but I don’t think I should be sharing military affairs with civilians.â€
“I’m no civilian.â€
“You will be again once this is over.â€
“So will you.â€
“We’ve been over this already - â€
“Aren’t you tired of war by now? Besides… if we do win, things are going to be a lot different. There may not be need of people like you.â€
“I wonder about that…â€

The two were silent for a while. Chebar looked toward the MahaWaliGanga, where his fellow Zebulunites were readying their fleet of cruisers to sail toward western Gad. Some Asherites were preparing to go with them.
“We’ll be moving out soon.â€
He got up and started to head back down. Kira quickly followed him all the way to the river shore. They watched in silence, occasionally punctuated by Chebar briefly engaging with passing soldiers. Now it was full morning, and the fleet was ready to depart. Chebar turned to Kira to say good-bye.
“When will I see you again?†asked the girl.
“Soon. This will all be over soon.â€
Kira still seemed unhappy. Chebar brought her close and gently kissed her head. Kira reciprocated with a small but firm hug.
“Good hunting†said Chebar as his farewell. Hiding her wanting for a more poignant farewell, Kira watched as the fleet moved slowly down the river and remained there until it was out of view. Ukussa was suddenly flying over them, seemingly acting as guardian. The bird turned her head to Kira and gave a reassuring call, managed to bring a small smile to the girl’s face…


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Ban, Makara and Gotembara rode inside Yoroi’s ship, while Yoroi himself was riding on Garasu.
“What was your friend’s name?†Ban suddenly asked the saint. Gotembara paused for a moment, recalling the conversation the two had had before.
“Jayasena†he answered. “His name was Jayasena.â€[/I]

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*Opening Theme plays*
(Seiju Sentai Gingaman OP Instrumental)

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*Horu Theme 2 plays*
(‘Shinkai No Fuuin’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

The Gingamora had set down on the southernmost island of Zebulun. While the sounds of warfare echoed far away, the pirates entertained themselves by watching Israfil demonstrate his new Elemental Power. He parted sand and dirt like they were water, levitated and broke rocks, and brought down trees by sheer will. Sarindhu though was paying more attention to the island itself than Israfil’s manipulations. Something about its serenity touched him in a way he hadn’t felt before.

“I'M BAAAAAAACK!!â€
A figure suddenly flipped over Israfil and landed in a kneeling position. He slowly rose, a pair of deadly scythes in his hands.
“Ixion!†cried Yuuto.
Ixion held out his lance at Gaisei. Israfil retreated toward the crew.
“Hello, Horu! Did you miss me?!â€
Gaisei growled and threw aside the liquor bottle he had drained dry.
“So that’s where Cheiron disappeared to.... What do you want?â€
“I have made a deal with Kuber of the Yakko. He has promised to fee me of this wretched Cheiron’s body and give me my own again. In exchange… you are all to ally with the great king Ravana! I suggest you take this deal, or we'll all end up prostrate with the swords of demons at our throats!â€
“This isn’t good†muttered Bokon. Israfil watched the scene intently.

“You’ve been with us long enough to know I don’t respond to threats†Gaisei said quietly.
“But of course, Gaisei. I’m no fool. But I’m afraid I can’t take no for an answer.â€
He suddenly grabbed Israfil.
Now Gaisei, let me say this. The only reason this boy came to you is because of Alpha’s strange compassion. And the only reason he’s still here is because he just happened to receive this green jewel. Now I know you haven’t given up on your mad crusade for the whole set, even though you have a means to get off this rock. The Yakko also want the set. Why not join forces and hunt them together. Surely the Judges won’t be able to withstand you and the Yakko together!â€
Gaisei paused. The crewmen waited for his answer.
“Come on Gaisei, don’t make me resort to shedding some blood.â€
“You would probably kill him anyway and take the jewel.â€
“I might! Death is the cure-all punishment for any crime, and this one has done much crime hanging out with you all. And the same for your friend, Yoroi. What is he guilty of? Betraying his friends. Killing one of them. One who was very close to him, in fact. The scope of her feelings were deep, perhaps. Yet he killed her anyway. Whether directly or indirectly, it doesn't matter. He's responsible for those deaths. That blood is on his hands.

You want to settle things with him as well, don’t you? I can offer you that.â€

Gaisei began to chuckle.
“I should have thrown Cheiron overboard a long time ago, and you along with him. If you think I’m going to subjugate myself and my crew to Ravana, you’ve got another thing coming. We are the masters, and only the masters.â€
“If you don’t do this I will stay with Cheiron and forever be a thorn in your side.â€
“Then I can just kill him now and be done with both of you.â€
Before Ixion could react Gaisei grabbed a large gun from his belt and began firing into him. Ixion used Israfil as a shield. Israfil barely managed to summon a rock shield to protect himself. Ixion growled and threw him aside. Bokon, Yuuto and Sarindhu tried to interfere, but Goushou held them back. Instead he, the Horu’s strongman, went himself to aid his captain.

Ixion wielded his dual scythes and slashed at both Gaisei and Goushou. Gaisei blocked and followed it up by jumping into the air and off Ixion's side. Ixion was knocked back and was winded for a second; Goushou took the opportunity to start pummeling him with punches in rapid succession, but Ixion recovered and delivered a one-two slash to the strongman with each scythe, and then throwing one up into the air at Gaisei. Gaisei was thrown backwards into the sand, but quickly followed up with more shots from his gun.

Ixion ran Card VIII through his belt.
“STRENGTH!â€
He performed a flying kick to Gaisei, but Goushou jumped in his place and caught him by the leg. Gritting his teeth from the pain, he threw Ixion into a tree so that it shattered the trunk and crashed to the ground.
“AAGGGGGHHH!!!â€
Ixion’s screams of pain stopped… and turned into raucous laughter.
“You idiots! Did you think I was defenseless?!â€
He ran the Death card through his belt.
“DEATH!â€
A terrible and hideous transformation took place. The Minos armor appeared over Ixion.
“Crushing the weak. Rending and ripping the pious from their throne of lies, and judging them with death! THE ONLY GOD YOU WILL EVER NEED! Bow before me, Gaisei. Tremble before me, lest I make your death slow and painful.â€

Gaisei stepped back once, taken aback by the transformation. Nevertheless, he held his weapon at the ready.
“I don't bow to cretins like you†he muttered, his voice full of malice, with a slight twinge of doubt. A very slight twinge.
“WHY DO YOU STILL FIGHT!†spat Ixion. “Haven't you done enough damage already! If I were you, I would've realized the only path on which to vindicate yourself was to honor your deal and leave Canaan! The cosmos hates you! But the Yakko’s arms are wide open for you. Join me! Do what is right for you and your men.â€
“Don’t listen to him, Captain†said Goushou.
“AND YOU!†Ixion pointed a scythe at him. “Have you forgotten what I said earlier? Who was the first one you killed as a Horu, Goushou? Oh, yes, it was that fat despot, wasn't it? Oh, I remember him. In bed with common criminals. How many honest men did he have killed? And you enjoyed killing him, didn't you? No use in denying that you savored his death. I could feel it. It felt good to repay blood for blood, didn't it? Oh, how he screamed. He begged for mercy. But you gave him none. And he deserved none. He was weak. Pious. A hypocrite.

Ravana would welcome you with open arms. Do what is right for you. Stop being a silly puppet of this fool.â€
Goushou moved forward, but Ixion threw him away in a surprising show of strength.
“Pity.â€
He turned to Gaisei. The pirate captain raised his gun and fired repeatedly. Ixion ran forward, the shots failing to penetrate his armor. Raising his scythes, Ixion knocked the gun away and stabbed deeply into Gaisei.

*BGM plays*
(‘Yaburareta Densetsu (3)’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

The crew cried out in horror. Gaisei’s face expressed equal shock. Ixion laughed shrilly.
“Gaisei! Gaisei you fool! You should have listened to that prophet! You should have heeded those ‘invisible Creators’!â€
Gaisei fell on one knee. He spat blood at Ixion’s feet.
“If you really gave a damn about your crew you would have left! But your desire for the Nine is now your undoing. Now watch as I take command of all you have built and pillaged. I, Ixion, am now the Captain!â€
Ixion laughed maniacally as Gaisei fell to the ground. The laughs gradually became muffled… and then nothing. Goushou, Israfil and the rest were left to stare at the body of their would-be invincible leader.
“Gaisei!†Goushou shouted mournfully. Ixion zapped him with energy.
“Shut up! Get back to the ship and fly to Bahirawakanda. We have much to do.â€
“We’re not going anywhere!†yelled Bokon. “Get out of Cheiron, you shade! The Yakko can all drop dead, and so can you!â€
“I’m already dead, idiot! And I will be rid of Cheiron, once I uphold my end of the deal. Now move!

Ixion zapped the rest of them with energy. Yuuto fought to resist, but it was a futile gesture. Israfil transformed and leapt to attack.
“Ohho?â€
Ixion slashed Israfil several times across the chest and back, and threw him aside. Israfil’s armor disappeared, unable to withstand the attack.
“You’re the most valuable present.â€
“… No!!†cried Israifl in fear.
“Oh yes!â€
Goushou suddenly dove in between Ixion and Israfil. He picked up the Judge and hurled him several feet away inland.
“Run!â€
Israfil hesistated for a moment, and then fled. Goushou watched him go before turning back to Ixion.
“Saving a Judge? Now why would you do something like that? Do you want to play hero now?â€
“Anything to screw you over.â€
Ixion snorted and smashed the shaft of his scythe into Goushou’s head, rendering him unconscious.

Israfil did not stop running until he reached the other side of the island…

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Mohini and the YakkaJins were gathered in a small isolated grove. Kalu Kumara sat upon a rock and spun his sword on the ground disinterestedly as the others spoke.
“The Asherite and Zebulute armies are moving south†said Vata Kumara. “And the Judges are on their own again. Perfect time for an ambush.â€
“Plus Dragonranger has gone off after Mahasona†said Aturu. “I fail to see what interest he has in that mongrel.â€
“No less would be expected from you†muttered Kasyapa. “I’d rather we finish off the Gadite.â€
“As I told you before†said Mohini curtly, “he is mine. “Your job is to finish off the rest of them, which you should have done by now.â€
“And we would have had not Asher’s hero spoiled our fun†growled Suniya. He turned toward Kalu Kumara. “You’ve been after him a long time. Is one man so hard to kill?â€
“How was I to know he had a Rathnaya?†Kalu Kumara shot back defensively.
“Since when was that an excuse for you?â€
“It isn’t.â€

Kalu Kumara rose and pointed his sword at Suniya. “And I suggest you watch your tone from henceforth. I am in command here.â€
“What?†Kasyapa exclaimed. “I and Saradiel have been here the longest, and you want to step over us?â€
“You and the bandit?†asked the prince. “Or just you?â€
Kasyapa paused.
“You’re not a king anymore, Kasyapa. And in your time here, you have done nothing to further the cause. I am the strongest here and I know the Judge of Asher. Thus it is only fitting that I take the lead.â€
“Enough†said Mohini coaxingly. “We haven’t the time for such pettiness. Ravana-raja won’t wait much longer for the Rathnaya. Find and kill those Judges, and I promise you the reward will be satisfactory to all.â€

Her subordinates seemed sated by this. Mohini’s reassuring smile twisted into a frown as her mind drifted to the Judges, most especially Levianger and Griffinger. Soon, she assured herself and her master…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Kuroi Hikken (1)’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Kuber appeared with YakkaJuus PolYakka, PanuYakka and IssaYakka at the base of Sri Pada. A strange energy was preventing any teleportation to the top of the mountain.
“Come down Obelisk†he shouted. “You've lingered there long enough.â€
“And he'll linger there a little longer. Go away, Yakka.â€
Ikeia had appeared a distance away from the Yakko. Kuber sneered.
“I have nothing to say to you, boy. Begone!â€
“I have something to say to you! Leave from this place before I make you leave!â€
“Mohini dragged you around like a bull with a ring in its nose. What can a fool like you do?â€
“…More than you think.â€

Meanwhile, Mahasona appears on BalYakka at an unseen location. He eyed the mountaintop briefly, then Ikeia and Kuber. A series of memories flashed in his head.

Yoroi suddenly became visible a few feet in front of Kuber and smirked.
“I’m afraid I must agree with the Gadite.†Yoroi glanced around, before looking back at the demon. “Your kind isn’t wanted here.â€
On the mountain peak, Alpha looked down upon the conversation, biding his time.
“Do you like playing hero again, Yoroi?†Kuber taunted. “Let me sour the taste some. Soon Obelisk will be gone, Ikeia’s jewels shall be mine, and Ravana’s insult will be avenged.â€
“Big words coming from you. But I call your bluff.â€
“There is no bluff.â€
“Is there not?†Yoroi pointed at Kuber. “Your YakkaJuus keep failing. The great Bahirawa is dead. Comic of all people now heads the Judges against the YakkaJins. Virtually all of the jewels have chosen their rightful masters, none of which are siding with you. And if I'm guessing correctly, Ravana can't be happy. You probably don't even have a base to go back to at this point.â€
In a flash of light, Yoroi transformed.
“You don't have anyone else to hide behind, Kuber.â€
“I have no intention of hiding.â€

A horde of Kattu leapt in to keep Ikeia busy. The Gadite was curious as to who this stranger was, but swept the inquisitiveness aside as he set to work bringing the grunts down. The YakkaJuus began racing toward the mountain and climbing its slopes. Kuber showered Yoroi with a gale of burning sparks from his chatra. Yoroi was blown back, tumbling through the air and landing a short distance away. Stumbling as he got to his feet, he lunged at Kuber with his ax lance. Kuber simply opened the chatra and blocked his attack. Yoroi tried to strike again, but Kuber pushed him away before vanishing.

Yoroi turned to look at the demons scaling the mountain. He stood there for a moment, before using super-speed to reach the ground just above them. Shifting his ax lance into a blaster, he opened fire. The trio fell back, but before Yoroi could pursue them a tentacle grabbed him by the throat and dragged him away. Kuber dragged Yoroi close to him and proceeded to slam him into the ground, back and forth, side to side, all the while tightening his grip on the Mystican's neck. Yoroi struggled uselessly against the tentacle as his body was thrown around like a rag doll.

Kuber stopped throwing Yoroi around, brought him close, and then fired the chatra at his stomach. Yoroi cried out, and slowly placed his fist on Kuber's stomach. A blaster emerged from his forearm and fired a blast of energy right back at him...

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Mahasona prodded BalYakka forward closer to the mountain. Ban suddenly came in front of them, mounted on Makara and with a hand on his scabbard.
“Dragonranger. I’m glad you’ve followed me.â€
“I want some answers.â€
“And you shall have them.â€
Mahasona then saw Gotembara standing nearby.
“And you, Gotembara! You especially I want as witness.â€

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Kuber flew away several feet from the impact and landed on the ground. He quickly got up and summoned a lightning storm to come down on Yoroi. Explosions rocked the ground around him as he rolled out of the way, his armor smoking.
“You don't know when to quit.â€
Kuber prepared to fire another round of lightening, but was suddenly stabbed from behind. Alpha’s lance protruded from Kuber's back as. Alpha yanked the weapon out and flipped over to Yoroi's side, assuming an attack pose.
“...You...!†Yoroi managed to blurt out, looking at the alien. Alpha gave a small nod to Yoroi before turning back to Kuber.

More sparks were showered on them as Kuber leapt forward and slashed both of them. Yoroi struggled against the sparks, which only inflicted further damage. However, as Kuber got close, he blocked the demon's attack with his own lance. Kuber kicked Yoroi in the chest as he landed, but was slashed by Alpha. He grabbed the alien and tossed him to Yoroi, then created a force field to go around them both. At once energy surged within the field and zaps the two incessantly…

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“What do you want, Mahasona?†asked Gotembara.
“An eye for an eye. That is what I have sought for so long.â€
“You have killed countless innocents for a grudge?â€
“No one is innocent, much less Ahasa. And much less you.â€
Mahasona drew his sword.
“That you cannot remember only speaks to your dishonor.â€

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Yoroi was in pain. Not that this was a new thing, it seemed every waking moment brought new pain. Each moment he wasted was another moment the enemy got closer to Obelisk.
“NO!â€
Yoroi cried out, his entire body engulfed in the energy. With all of his strength, he slammed a charged-up ax lance repeatedly into the side of the force field. The energy that flew into him, although still injurious, seemed to be getting transferred through his body into the lance's blade. The field began to stretch and fissure, until it shattered completely. The released energy threw Kuber off his feet and left a white ring around Alpha and Yoroi. Kuber roared in rage and began charging at the two. Two wrist blades lay extended from Yoroi’s armor. With Alpha running in front, he used his shoulders as a jumping off point and dropped down before Kuber. Kuber somersaulted in the air from the double slash attack and landed hard, sparking heavily…

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*Griffinger theme plays*
(‘Unare Jikou Shinkuu Ken’ from Sekai Ninja Sen Jiraiya)​

As Ikeia decimated the Kattu, he began to feel the gold Rathnaya reacting within Elisha’s Axe. This seemed to excite the grunts even more, and they tried to pry the weapon out of his hands. Ikeia charged up KirinRauma with his Jewel Brace and threw the chakram. KirinRauma emitted its light in a spherical pattern, giving it the appearance of a small white moon, and cut through the line of oncoming grunts.

Ikeia now examined the increasingly active Axe. It seemed to be pointing itself like a compass needle toward the mountain. The three YakkaJuus were continuing to climb up to the top. Ignoring his continuing pain, Ikeia rushed after them. Using his Elemental Power, he altered his personal gravity enough to shoot himself from the ground all the way up to the demons’ level. He stabbed the Axe into the ground, unfolded KirinRauma into halberd mode, and began to fight the three. The Axe began to tremble and point itself toward the summit…

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Ignoring Ikeia and the Axe, Yoroi continued his assault. The two wrist blades extended into energy whips as he pulled his arms back to one side and moved forward.
“You just don't get it, do you?!â€
The arms flew around, to the other side of his body, the whips flying with them.
“You can never win!â€
Another slash, while still moving forward.
“You will hurt these people no longer!!â€
The whips vanished, replaced by the blades again. In his hands a sphere of energy formed. Yoroi ran at Kuber.
“And I will never be your pawn!†He thrust the sphere of energy forward at the demon.

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Gotembara clutched his scabbard tightly in his grasp.
“I won’t deny I have erred in life†he said thoughtfully. “I have no relation with you, but I will make you see the foolishness of your path.â€
“No relation?†Mahasona repeated angrily. “No relation to me?!â€
He swung down on Gotembara and Ban…

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Kuber slumped on the ground, weakened but not quite out yet.
“Any final words, Yakka?†Yoroi asked, panting as Alpha came beside him. He had one blade pointed at Kuber, the other at his side. Kuber knocked him away and began to chant an incantation. Dust and debris began to swirl around as the wind steadily intensified. Yoroi and Alpha shielded themselves, but Kuber maintained his place as he continued to chant. Lightning struck around him, but still he was unmoved. Kuber gathered large amounts of Minus Energy inside himself and grew into a giant. Seeing Sri Pada, he proceeded to send great energy blasts to the peak and slopes, hoping to obliterate the mountain completely. Ikeia and the YakkaJuus tumbled down the slope as rocks and boulders avalanched over them…

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Makara swooped in low behind Kuber. Brandishing his tail, he flew from side to side and knocked around the demon. Makara then flew up again and sent down a wave of fire from his mouth. Opening his chatra, Kuber simultaneously shielded himself and fired a series of shots at the dragon. Makara shrieked and crash-landed heavily.
“Garasu - â€
Before Yoroi could finish his command, the earth began to shake. Ira appeared in the sky opposite the setting sun and hovered above the mountain.

*BGM plays*
(‘Sentai Robo Yo Eien Ni’ from Chouriki Sentai Ohranger)​

Maha Ibba Maligawa, the Great Tortoise Palace, burst out of the ground. Four stout legs and a long neck protruded from the base of an opulent golden palace that served as the TharaJuu's shell. A set of artillery opened up on various places and charged up.
“The Judge of Issachar is here?†asked Kuber.
The beast roars at Kuber and turned his head briefly to the summit of Sri Pada where Obelisk lay. Kuber followed the MIM’s gaze and came to the realization.
“So it is him? Well he will not live to see that day.â€
Kuber raised his chatra to fire on the summit. With everything charged up, MIM turned back to Kuber and fired all his cannons. Kuber tried to use his chatra to block the barrage but was overwhelmed by its intensity. He stumbled backward, but before MIM could fire again, he fired his chatra at his head. Additionally, he sent forth a barrage of energy of his own, encapsulating MIM in a series of explosions and lightning strikes. MIM shrieked and backed away.

Without warning, a flurry of fire missiles struck Kuber from behind. This was followed by a blade-like slash through him as SeiNephilim flew past, flipping and landing on his feet a short distance away.
“Come on!â€
Kuber proceeded to slash Nephilim violently before grabbing and shocking him violently with a surge of energy. Then he tossed the mecha at MIM like a rag doll and sent yet more explosive sparks their way. Yoroi fell to his knees, weakened by the significant lifeforce drain. Now Nephilim was trashed on the ground.
“This can't be how it ends...†he whispered to himself. “I won't let it.â€

A golden light radiated from Elisha’s Axe, flooding over MIM's body and extending to the Nephilim. The light shown forth, like a sun itself. Taking in the warmth and feeling rejuvenated, Yoroi rose up. Nephilim got back on his feet as well. Together, he and the TharaJuu charged. MIM moved through the field of explosions as Kuber's projectiles were launched. The guns of the mighty reptile opened fire again. Then, rearing up on its back legs, MIM roared and slammed his body onto Kuber. The three colossi continued their battle…

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A weakened Makara transformed into his equine form and slumped on the ground.
“Makara!†yelled Ban, briefly turning away from his fight.
Mahasona used his distraction to slash across Ban’s torso. Ban spun in the air and raised RyuKaduwa defensively.

*Mahasona’s theme plays*
(‘Eternity Blood’ from Kamen Rider Kiva)​

He felt a surge of power contributed by his personal feelings toward the demon.
“You wanna throw down again, freak?†he taunted.
“Watch that mouth of yours, boy!†Mahasona turned to Gotembara.
“Do you teach disrespect to the mortals now, Gotembara? You will rue the day you mock me!â€
“You talk about respect, and yet you call me boy?â€
“What is there to respect about you? You stand for nothing, and fight only for yourself.â€
“And what, you’re the noble knight?â€
“I was noble once. Your friend there can attest to that.â€
“What are you talking about?â€
Mahasona pointed his sword at Ban and Gotembara.
“Before this war is over, we shall decide who is the master of the sword, and who is deserving of disgrace.â€

Mahasona then saw a vision of a bygone era. Of light, green plains, blue skies and high mountains. A solitary warrior. A voice calling “Jayasenaâ€.
Jayasena.....
Now a scene of a duel to the death. A fallen warrior. Abandoned. Betrayed. The light fading... Mahasona suddenly spoke almost involuntarily.
“Your sin shall not go unpunished!â€

With that he commanded BalYakka to rear up. The canine did so and kicked Gotembara, then ran toward to Ban. Mahasona thrust his sword at the Judge's chest. Ban dove to the side, knocking Mahasona's sword aside with his own as he went. Makara then galloped into the fray. Ban jumped on his back and charged towards Mahasona. The two swordsmen dueled atop their steeds until BalYakka shot forward, did and about turn, and let out a blast of energy from its mouth at Makara. Makara met this with a burst of his own fire. The blasts hit each other and cause a small explosion, throwing both riders off their steeds onto the ground…

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MIM roared, ripping into Kuber's hide and biting at his face as the demon did likewise. Kuber broke free and fires a blast of energy will all his remaining power at the TharaJuu. Suddenly the demon was grabbed from behind. Nephilim held Kuber in place so that MIM could finish him off.

“No. No more sacrifices†Techni had said. The team and Dargel stood on the darkened bridge of their ship. “We'll do it the hard way a thousand times over if we need to.â€

The golden aura reappeared around MIM. The almost-set sun's fading sliver of light seemed to shine ever-brighter, causing the tortoise to seem like nothing more then a black silhouette to Nephilim and Kuber. Every weapon charged up and targeted Kuber. An unworldly voice, that of the star Ira, now started to emanate.

“Kuber, your reign of terror on this world, your threat of invading the Celestial Realm...your disregard for life...it all ends here. Permanently.â€

Every weapon MIM had in its arsenal fired. A massive wave of golden energy comprised of many beams of light. They all twisted together into a single glowing sphere of energy that shot at the demon, aimimg for the chest. Nephilim jumped out of the way reverted back to Garasu. Sillouetted against the setting sun, he and Yoroi watched. Kuber was hit by the ball of energy, and several great explosions of energy erupted in the air. Slowly, the intense heat and radiation of the attack began to disintegrate Kuber's body.
“Ravana-raja!!!!â€
Kuber finally vaporized into nothingness. His spirit rose up in the air and issued one final demonic cry before disappearing. Thus was the end of the Yakko’s treasurer and Ravana’s oldest ally…

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Ikeia knocked away PanuYakka and IssaYakka, only to meet a shower of milk-like acid from PolYakka. Using his Power he deflected the liquid to either side of him, causing the rocks to melt away. PolYakka threw several explosive pods Ikeia’s way, throwing him backward. IssaYakka and PanuYakka came back in, and together the three YakkaJuus surrounded the Judge. Ready to put an end to this, Ikeia charged up his halberd again via his Brace.

The demons pounced. Ikeia lunged toward PolYakka and impaled him with one end of the halberd, cutting right through the tough shell. Ikeia then tore out the blade and twirled the glowing weapon, delivering a slash each to PanuYakka and IssaYakka. Then he split the halberd into the twin JougenThatu and proceeded to slash all three demons. The Yakko were levitated into the air and exploded together, showering flesh, sparks and smoke all over. The surge of energy from Ikeia’s finisher caused the ground around him to explode as well. Through the smoke and ash Ikeia watched the three spirits rise into the darkening sky and dissipate.

Elisha’s Axe continued to rattle and glow. Ikeia staggered up to it and paused for a moment. Ira was right over him, and MIM had ambled up near the slope. Both of them seemed to be telling Ikeia what to do. Ikeia looked up to the summit, where the unconscious Obelisk lay. He slowly brought one of his swords to the Axe. The memory of coveting the gold jewel, of reforging this legendary weapon, of using it against the Judges and Canaanites, flowed through his mind. Here was his first step to rectifying all that. Ikeia raised the sword and, with a cry, hewed the Axe in two.

The halves fell to the rocky slope and shattered into more pieces. The gold Rathnaya broke out of the Axe head and floated upward. After hovering before Ikeia for a moment, it slowly moved toward the summit. Upon finding Obelisk, it hovered for another moment, and then slowly lowered itself toward his wrist, forming a Brace around itself.

Ikeia looked on silently…

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Yoroi moved over to Gotembara, as he watched Ban and Mahasona duke it out. He didn't get involved, knowing that this fight was personal. He couldn't find Alpha...although he knew if the alien wanted to talk to him, he'd find him.

Powering up RyuKaduwa, Ban jumped into the air, spinning as he went, shooting fireballs down at Mahasona, all the while not noticing that he was bleeding from the shoulder. Mahasona switfly dodged the fire and, leaping to meet his rival, stabbed his spear toward Ban. Ban fell back down, but quickly slashed across Mahasona’s chest with his fiery sword. Mahasona blocked and knocked away the weapon with his spear. He then delivered a strong slash across Ban’s torso with his sword, striking the injured shoulder.

Ban cried out in pain, now realizing this injury. He watched as RyuKaduwa fell to the ground. His arm throbbed just trying to pick it up again. His chest burned. Mahasoa kicked him over so that he lay on his back…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Yuuhi wo akakusome, Sa Kauler wa tatsu!’ from Chousinsei Flashman)​

Blagel did not seem to notice Yoroi’s arrival. He was not listening to anything but his own inner thoughts. Even the death of Kuber had not been enough to drive him from his reverie.
"Your sin shall not go unpunished!"
And somehow, almost divinely, and perhaps without any logical explanation, the saint seemed to realize what Mahasona meant. Or more importantly… who he was.
“He can’t be…†Gotembara hardly dared to believe it. Two of the Ten Giant Warriors walked the mortal realm. Himself and… Jayasena!

Mahasona loomed over the injured Ban.
“Looks like you lose at last. But before you go, I will tell you the truth.â€
He ran down and cut through Ban’s armor with his spear. Ban grimaced, but tried to refrain from crying out.
“Just as your friend betrayed you, Gotembara did the same to me. In the days of Dutugemunu when we ten Giant Warriors walked the mortal realm, he accused me of dishonoring him. He challenged me to a duel and broke off my head. Thus is why I bear this mongrel body. Thus is why I am forever cursed, while he and the others are honored. Because your hero is no better than the damned Yakko. Curse Ahasa, curse the Devas, and curse you Judges.â€
He then stabbed deeply into Ban.

“NO!†Yoroi shouted, knowing full well it was too late to do anything. The sword went in deep, at the exact point where the old scar was. Ban didn't really register what had happened, shock more than anything having come over his mind. Sparks flew off his armor, and blood slowly flowed out. Ban gripped Mahasona’s blade, but then dropped his hand to the ground. His armor shattered to pieces, and at last everything went black. The touch of Mahasona’s sword to Ban’s flesh set it ablaze in a blackish fire. In no time, all that was left were ashes and the red Rathnaya…

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Yoroi dropped to his knees. Another one he couldn't save. Another one that had deserved to live...

It was happening all over again. People were dying. Darkness was coming. Great evil was upon them. The apocalypse was close...and people were dying. And once again, Yoroi was powerless to help or save anyone. Just like before... just like Aqua, as he saw Ban’s hand fall.

“No...†he said again, his voice more vacant now. Everything seemed to slow around him as he took in the facts in disbelief. He just kept staring at Mahasona.

Mahasona gathered up the red Rathnaya and laughed out loud at his triumph.
“You see who is the better now, Gotembara? Now all that’s left is you, and your time will come soon!â€
With that he mounted his steed and thunderously galloped off…

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“Jayasena….†Blagel collapsed. He plunged into darkness. Sometimes the truth of the light hurt too much, even for one such as himself. Then, the flood came. Like a tidal wave, thoughts that he couldn't bear. Terrible anger, horrendous grief and a sense of loss. He saw Ban die, lying on the ground with his arm splayed out.

And suddenly, it wasn't Ban, but Jayasena.
“JAYASENA!†he screamed. It was ages ago. Before he had attained sainthood, during the days when the Ten Giants were mortal.
“No, please, not again. Why now? Have I not served you well enough to be spared this torment?
No answer.
“Gotembara†whispered Jayasena. Was there even a hint of frienship in that voice? No, only malice. A desire for vengeance. A warrior twisted by darkness and eventually drawn to the influence of Ravana.

Jayasena was strong and well-versed in the art of fighting. Being a clever hunter, he preferred hunting the bear. He never killed a bear by shooting an arrow or striking him with a weapon. Instead he followed a method of irritating the bear and when the animal was angry, jumping on him and wrestling with it. On certain days, Jayasena skinned the animal from head to foot, covered himself with the skin and performed a ‘Bear Dance’. Many witnessed this dance. It’s here that Gotembara met Jayasena and made a friendship with him. They got so close, that Jayasena played a major role at Gotembara’s celebrations. All who met at Gotembara’s house were well treated by his wife.

The chief invitee at the function was Nandimitra. All who were gathered there respected him. At one party, after a victory by King Dutugemunu, Jayasena consumed a lot of liquor. When Gotembara’s wife went past him, Jayasena held her by her hand. In anger, she pulled her hand and went away. Jayasena followed her and held her once more. His friend who tried to discipline him to no avail. He followed the lady and a big commotion was created. Gotembara noticed all this and tolerated it for a while. But when Jayasena went far beyond the limit, he lost his patience and jumped upon Jayasena.
Nandimitra, who observed everything in silence, roared aloud asking everybody to stop fighting. Nandimitra then went to Gotembara and Jayasena and told them, “If you want to fight, this is not the place for it. I’ll arrange a place with the king’s permission.†Then he asked Jayasena’s friends to take him away. Nandimitra met King Dutugemunu and reported everything that happened. The king gave permission for an unarmed fight. When they were free of the influence of liquor, they realized the gravity of what was to come. Meanwhile, Nandimitra got the men to decorate the place where the fight was going to be and arranged seats for the supporters of both sides.
Suranimala was appointed as the judge. The appointed day dawned. Crowds gathered, well ahead of the fixed time. Gotembara arrived alone. Jayasena then followed, accompanied by his friends. A bell was rung to announce the starting time. Both of them almost ran to each other, with clenched fists. Each was trying to put the other down. They were equally matched and neither would give in. Jayasena jumped up and pounced on Gotembara, giving him a big blow. Gotembara dodged it and took his turn to jump up in the air and pounce upon Jayasena. Jayasena was slightly hit, which made him act ferociously. He gave a deadly blow to Gotembara, who with difficulty, managed to dodge it. Jayasena was more than shocked to see his attack fail. Gotembara made use of this opportunity. He jumped into the air and, with a powerful kick, cleaved Jaysena’s head from his body. The fight ended and the crowd dispersed.
When Gotembara left the battle ground, accompanied by his friends, Jayasena’s friends too got together. They took his headless corpse to the closest cemetery. They kept a bear’s head in place of his own and covered the body with a bear-skin. This corpse was kept standing, leaning on a tree and tied to it.

Thus was the birth of Mahasona the Haunter.


“Jayasena…â€
It had been that day, so long ago, that he had decided that the chains of fate would hold him down no longer. If a path could not be devised to save those around him, then he would make his own way. It was this ideal that had carried him through all these millenia. It was because of this that he had traversed the universe. This courage that would not die; it rarely faltered. It was his honor, it was his hidden power. Everything Gotembara prized about himself branched off from that dauntless courage. But now, face-to-face with this painful memory of his past, that courage seemed crushed. Gotembara felt so small. He knelt in the mud on the battlefield, feeling guilty and sinful.

An unarmored Ikeia limped up to Yoroi and Gotembara. Night has fallen, and a great rainstorm now came down upon Issachar. The Gadite looked down on Gotembara in silence, then toward Yoroi.
“I...I failed again†Yoroi said quietly. He did nothing as the rain pelted down upon him. “Why do I always fail?†He had saved Obelisk today. He had helped kill Kuber. He had tried to be a hero againb. But still, he failed. Ban was dead. A man who had not wanted to fight but still took up the sword, and now had paid the ultimate price. And Yoroi hadn't been able to save him in time.

“Why am I not good enough!?†he slammed his fists into the dirt in anger as thunder rolled, but the rage quickly subsided, replaced once again with grief has he stared into the muddy ground. Garasu chirped sadly, appearing to be trying to console Yoroi...but it seemed even he couldn't find the bright spot this time.
“Every time...every single time...†he said, now quiet again. “Why...â€

Why do you fight?
He couldn't save them then, he couldn't save them now...
Why do you fight?
Why continue...
What do you want?
For the fighting to stop. To save. To protect. To atone.
Where are you going?
Nowhere. It had just resembled as if he could go somewhere for a short time.
Who are you?

Yoroi. Dargel. A warrior who was unable to ever win the war. Techni had said it best: He always needed help. He could never win on his own. Yoroi’s mind tried to reason through the jungle of feelings. This was a war. People would die. He knew this. Ban had known this. Aqua had known this. All the old team knew this. Every time he went into battle, he knew that there was a chance he'd never return. So...why was he so caught up over this?
“Grief†Ikeia suddeid. “You care even about those you have only just come to know. They remind you of all you have lost, and all you know you can never regain. So you are protective. You feel the need to put yourself in front and do all the work. Isn't that partly how you got into this in the first place? The line between arrogance and selflessness is a thin one.â€
Yoroi and Gotembara looked at him in surprise. They had not expected such words from him.
“So...what now?†asked Yoroi.
“….I don’t know.â€
“Someone once said that one could the chains of fate could be broken, if one had the will†said Gotembara. “Do we still have the will?â€

Yoroi pondered these words. The other Judges were still out there. They needed him and Gotembara as much as he needed them. Yoroi’s attention snapped back to reality. He stood up slowly.
“No more die†he declared with a tone of defiance and determination. Gotembara rose up alongside him. Makara ambled up to them and hung his head in mourning. They all stood in the rain, staring at the spot where Ban had fallen…

TO BE CONTINUED
*Ending Theme 2 plays*
(‘Caribbean Blue’ by Enya)

Next Time
*Next Episode Promo Theme 2 plays*
(‘Yokoku Ongaku 3’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)

With Kuber gone, Ravana adopts the deal between him and Ixion and recruits the Horu into his army; Mohini and the YakkaJins battle the Judges again; and GaraYakka and HiriYakka at last make their move to usurp Ravana.​
 
Passage 18: “… A Tooth For A Toothâ€


*BGM plays*
(‘Yuuhi wo akakusome, Sa Kauler wa tatsu!’ from Chousinsei Flashman)​

Mahasona loomed over the injured Ban.
“Looks like you lose at last. But before you go, I will tell you the truth.â€
He ran down and cut through Ban’s armor with his spear. Ban grimaced, but tried to refrain from crying out.
“Just as your friend betrayed you, Gotembara did the same to me. In the days of Dutugemunu when we ten Giant Warriors walked the mortal realm, he accused me of dishonoring him. He challenged me to a duel and broke off my head. Thus is why I bear this mongrel body. Thus is why I am forever cursed, while he and the others are honored. Because your hero is no better than the damned Yakko. Curse Ahasa, curse the Devas, and curse you Judges.â€
He then stabbed deeply into Ban.

“NO!†Yoroi shouted, knowing full well it was too late to do anything. The sword went in deep, at the exact point where the old scar was. Ban didn't really register what had happened, shock more than anything having come over his mind. Sparks flew off his armor, and blood slowly flowed out. Ban gripped Mahasona’s blade, but then dropped his hand to the ground. His armor shattered to pieces, and at last everything went black. The touch of Mahasona’s sword to Ban’s flesh set it ablaze in a blackish fire. In no time, all that was left were ashes and the red Rathnaya.

Mahasona gathered up the red Rathnaya and laughed out loud at his triumph.
“You see who is the better now, Gotembara? Now all that’s left is you, and your time will come soon!â€
With that he mounted his steed and thunderously galloped off…


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The downpour continued into the night. Gotembara, Yoroi, Ikeia and Makara took refuge with Alpha and Obelisk on Sri Pada, none of them saying a word. Come morning, the initial shock of the previous night had still not passed. The group sat together on the summit in silence. Not even Gotembara could encourage them.

A familiar figure then appeared on the slope. Siddhartha splashed water from his path and stood before the group.
“What has happened?â€
The mortals hesitated to answer. Gotembara at last spoke up.
“Ban is dead.â€
As a divine being, he knew he could not stay demoralized. He had to face reality headlong. Siddhartha lowered his head in mourning and stepped away.
“What of his Rathnaya?â€
“Taken by Mahasona.â€
Siddhartha sat down next to Obelisk. “At least Obelisk is safe. Without him Issachar will be lost.â€
Ikeia turned away uncomfortably at this. Siddhartha looked directly at him.
“Have you come to seek your penance, Ikeia?â€
“… Sariputta-hamu told me to come here.â€
“And it is well you did.â€


*BGM plays*
(‘Senshi no Chikai (2)’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Siddhartha looked down at Obelisk’s wrist. His new Jewel Brace lay latched upon it, dormant until the time he would wake.
“You must now find the others and pledge your fellowship.â€
“You know I can’t do that.â€
Siddhartha grabbed Ikeia by the lapel. “One Judge is gone. Now you must band together and defeat your enemy as soon as possible, before the End of Days begins. Find the Judges and recant your evil. They will accept you.â€
Ikeia looked doubtful. Siddhartha released him and turned to Gotembara respectfully.
“Let me stay with Obelisk.â€
“Guard him well†said the saint. “I will take Dargel and Ikeia.â€
“No†said Ikeia. “I… I will go on my own.†He looked at Gotembara. “Will Rajaliya come back to me?â€
“If he finds your repentance sincere, he will stand with you again.â€
“What about Mahasona?†Alpha asked suddenly. Gotembara paused, thinking solemnly back on his friend Jayasena and what he had become.
“Right now the Judges are the priority. But before this is over I will confront him again.â€

Alpha wasn’t sure he understood, but said nothing to this arrangement. He only watched as Yoroi summoned his ship and got onboard with Gotembara.
“Fret not, prophet†the saint counseled. “Ravana will not have this day.â€
Siddhartha, Ikeia and Alpha watched the ship fly eastward toward the rising sun…


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*Opening Theme plays*
(Seiju Sentai Gingaman OP Instrumental)

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Ravana grimaced at the news of Kuber’s demise.
“First Ravana, now Kuber†he lamented to Mohini. “My list of commanders grows thin.â€
“I shall bear both their burdens upon myself†swore the demoness.
“No need. It seems Kuber found a new recruit to our army.â€

*Horu Theme 1 plays*
(‘Neros Yon-Gundan Shutsugeki’ from Choujinki Metalder)​

From a corridor stepped out a beaming Ixion. Behind him followed the more morose Horu crew.
“Mortals!†hissed Vata Kumara.
“Ravana-raja!†said Ixion with a sweeping bow. “Such an honor it is to grace your halls.â€
“I would expect so.†Ravana looked on the pirates. “They don’t seem so enthused about their new partnership.â€
“Yes, I had to do some persuading. Their captain simply refused to listen to reason, so I had to dispose of him. Now where is Kuber? I have much to discuss with him!â€
“Kuber is dead†said KaluYakka.

Ixion twitched. “Excuse me?â€
“You heard me. He was killed by your enemy Yoroi, and the Maha Ibba Maligawa.â€
Ixion howled in anger. Bokon, Yuuto and Sarindhu snickered clandestinely to each other.
“Dead?! DEAD?! How can he die before giving me my body?! This is not fair!â€
“Silence!†commanded Ravana. “I shall honor Kuber’s arrangement in his place. Serve me well and I will grant your request.â€
Ixion knelt and kissed Ravana’s hand. Mohini sneered at the shameless flattery. Aving no desire to be outshined by this newcomer, she silently commanded the nine to follow her out…

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Haraka approached Comic in equine form. The veteran Asherite soldier admired the handsome steed as the others gathered their provisions.
“Where to now?†asked Kiliana.
“Some of my scouts said they saw an Ulama flying north†Comic answered. “I say we follow it.â€
“Sounds like a plan.â€
“I hope Ban is faring ok†said Sako as she mounted Muwa.

As TFP mounted Sarpiya, he saw the aesthetics preparing to head on their way as well. One of them waved to him.
“Farewell, Fig Plucker. May the Devas watch over you and yours.â€
TFP paused and then shook his head.
“I am Pack of the House of Fan.â€
The aesthetic looked surprise for a moment, but then gave a nod.
“A new House, I would hope?â€
“… Indeed so.â€

The aesthetic departed with his brethren. Pack returned to his comrades, who seemed equally perplexed at the exchange.
“Ban was right. I won’t hide my bloodline any longer. When this is over… I will renew it.â€
With that he took the lead. The Judges began traveling a road that winded northward to Simeon…

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Israfil awoke on the rocky beach. At once he remembered what had happened and panicked. Without the Horu, he had no way of surviving on this strange world or knowing what was going on. He was alone.

But no. He wasn’t completely defenseless. He after all had his jewel. But what good would that do him in the long run? Sooner or later the Yakko would be after him for this peculiar prize. He could not fight them alone. His only other option then would be to find those other Judges. But Israfil wasn’t willing to do that… he didn’t trust those strange knights. He didn’t trust anyone really, come to think of it, beyond Alpha.

The shuffle of feet drew his attention. Singhaya the sphinx appeared again and towered over him. Israfil shrank back.
“Do you still fear me?â€
“… What do you want?â€
“To bring you to your fellow Judges.â€
“And if I refuse?â€
“How long will you continue to shun Ahasa’s will?â€
“I have nothing to do with them!â€
“Fate does not agree. Now come.â€
“Where?!â€
“The enemy is on the move. I shall take you to meet them.â€

Before Israfil could protest further, Singhaya placed him onto his back and in a single bound leapt from the island to the Zebulun mainland. Once there he transformed into his equine form and galloped north. Israfil fearfully held tight to the reins…

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Mohini appeared on a building in a southeastern Simeonite city. In the middle of a road, the nine YakkaJins appeared and began traveling trough the metropolis, slaughtering the populace as they went. A small army of Kattu arrived to join them, and a flock of Ulama descended down like bombers over the buildings.
“Come Judges!†Mohini yelled down the road. “We settle things today!â€

*Yakko Theme plays*
(‘Yami no Kajin ~Youma no Theme~’ from Sekai Ninja Sen Jiraiya)​

Ukussa swooped down, divebombing the nine Jins and then proceeding to chase after the Ulama; Kira leapt from the roc, bringing down multiple Kattu at a time with her whip. Comic arrived on Haraka, running down some grunts with swings of UshiMitiya. He came to a swerving stop just short of hitting Kalu Kumara.
“Well, Kumara. Long time no see.â€
Kalu Kumara brought out all his weapons and wasted no time in attacking his rival. While those two locked themselves in combat, Sako went past on Muwa. The steed reverted to hind form and leapt over Mohini’s building, depositing Sako near Kuveni. The Naphtalite stood with her crossbow.
“Come on!â€
Kuveni fired poison needles at Sako, who reciprocated with volleys of arrows. After a brief shooting match, she sent a gust of wind to send the needles back at Kuveni.

Pack slammed into Suniya's side. The bloodthirsty demon stepped sideways from the impact and then swung his sword down. Pack caught the blade with his hands and shoved it away, subsequently taking care of some attacking Kattu…

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Kiliana signaled to Kira, who deftly threw out her arms in front of her. Kiliana landed on her crossed arms, and then flipped back up into the air toward Mohini.

“Mohini! You have something I want!â€
“And you have something I want! But you won’t be giving it up willingly, will you?â€
“Don’t count on it.â€
She charged KujiPaliya with her Brace, electrifying the weapon. All the blades around the rim were released. She hurled the shield like a discus at a huddled crowd of Kattu, swiftly decimating them. Mohini spat out two long needles that become swords, and proceeded to rapidly slash the Benjamite.

Kira used her lightsaber to cut down more Kattu, then switched to whip mode to flog the unoccupied YakkaJins.
“Bad idea†muttered KaluYakka.
Kira proceeded to face off against the seven, using her weapon and Power to their utmost extent…

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Pack found himself entangled by the whips of Suniya’s ten retainers. He sent forth several bursts of burning liquid at the demonesses and broke free, proceeding next to pummel them with a slew of powered-up punches and kicks. Sako jumped away from Kuveni and attacked the retainers. One of them, Tiloka, smacked Sako with her arm. Pack pointed HebiKalla at Suniya and fired. Suniya knocked away the shot with his firepan toward Sako, throwing her further backward.

Sako fires more arrows at all the demons. The mist of sparks and smoke allowed her to get away and behind Suniya. She split the crossbow and slashed Suniya with KazePihiya. More Kattu came around a corner to attack Sako, but Pack kept them at bay with several volleys…

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Comic charged up UshiMitiya summoning celestial shadows to amass within. He swung at Kalu Kumara, not feeling the weight of the hammer. The demon blocked each blow. Comic grabbed him and brought him up to join Kiliana and Mohini on the roof. There they continued their personal duel.

Mohini fired several hundred poison darts at Kiliana. The Judge was tossed and rattled, and tumbled back to the ground. Mohini landed nearby, laughing at her.
“Is that the best you can do?â€
The Judges sans Comic gathered together and backed away as Mohini and the other YakkaJins advanced. Comic did not notice, as he was too focused on Kalu Kumara.
“Look down†commanded the prince. Comic turned and saw his comrades outnumbered.
“Pretend all of them are Ruth. Run down and play hero.â€
Comic gripped his hammer more tightly and scowled beneath his helmet.

Meanwhile, a strange beast was heading toward the battle...

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*BGM plays*
(‘Mechanical Storm’ from Kousoku Sentai Turboranger)​

GaraYakka and HiriYakka stood on another rooftop and watched the scene play out. Mohini prepared an attack on the Judges, but suddenly a horrid shrill sound filled the air. In the middle of the city some blocks away appeared a giant crab fitted with a mechanical claw. Mohini and the YakkaJins stepped backward in shock at this dreaded creature.
“Maha Swarna Karkatahaya!†The monster that Bahirawa had defeated was still alive. MSK roared and fired a great column of energy from its claw. In seconds, several city blocks were incinerated. Comic and Kalu Kumara jumped down to join the rest.
“Hello everyone!†called GaraYakka.
“Did you miss us?†added HiriYakka.
“Frankly we forgot you existed†snapped Kira.
“Well that was a mistake, wasn’t it?†said GaraYakka.

Mohini glared up at the two rivals of Ravana. “What do you two want?â€
“Mohini! Still serving that usurper?â€
“Indeed, as you should have learned to do.â€
“No! You should have learned to stay loyal to Vesamunu-raja. Now we’re here to bring back his kingdom!â€
With that, GaraYakka sent forth a great burst of energy that sent Mohini and the Jins hurling away. HiriYakka did the same to the Judges. Comic was slammed into the ground. Staggering back up, he hurled his hammer like a boomerang at HiriYakka, who simply caught it and landed on the ground. Swinging down hard, he caused the ground to shake and threw Comic off his feet…

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“I fight...for justice!â€
“Take up your weapon and fight!â€
“Why do you fight?â€
“Perhaps...there is something more.â€
“No. No more sacrifices. We'll do it the hard way a hundred times over if we need to.â€
“You can't die! We need you! I...need you!â€
“No more die.â€


The voices floated though Yoroi’s mind as he flew toward the city. Both he and the ship showed signs of wear. Garasu too was visibly battered from the battle with Kuber. Yoroi was emotionally drained from the death of Ban, not to mention the battles prior to that. Most of this war had run its course. There hadn't been much time for anything else.

Racing as fast as he could into town, he caught sight of a giant crab creature causing chaos and destruction. Yoroi pondered bringing Garasu into the fight, but knew neither of them were battle ready. Locating the site of the battle on sensors, he headed in that direction, aiming for HiriYakka and GaraYakka. As he closed in, he opened fire with a barrage of lasers on the two of them. As the ship passed overhead, Yoroi jumped out, landing a kick on GaraYakka, before flipping back, spinning around, and cutting his ax lance into him.
“TWILIGHT NOVA!â€
A massive shockwave of bluish-purple energy shot from Yoroi's body in all directions, flying at the two demons and imploding the building they were standing on. This wasn't a quest. This wasn't a mission. This wasn't an act of charity. This was a crusade.

GaraYakka and HiriYakka exploded… and then suddenly appeared above Yoroi.
“You thought it would be that easy?â€
GaraYakka grabbed Yoroi and threw him onto the ground several feet away, just as MSK was coming in that direction. Suddenly though, Singhaya came to Yoroi's defense. Israfil floated within the sphinx’s head, doing his best to hang on. Singhaya created a small earthquake and several fissures to knock back the great crab.

Yoroi got to his feet, his lance in hand. And forward he ran towards the duo. Sako ran alongside him, stopping right in front of HiriYakka shooting with KazeThuwakua, then lunging forward at him with KazePihiya. The shots dissolved into HiriYakka's body. Raising his claws, he delivered a heavy slash across Sako's front.
“Why waste your energy? Surrender now and I promise to give you a painless death.â€
MSK meanwhile kicked the TharaJuus out of the way and fired another giant blast of energy. Sarpiya and Haraka now arrived on scene. Haraka tackled MSK from behind, but was thrown off and crashed into a building…

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Gotembara stood alone, quiet and contemplative. “No more die†said the voice of Yoroi in his mind.
“No†he replied to the voice. “GaraYakka and HiriYakka. They will die!â€
One of MSK’s cannon blasts blew him away. The saint quickly regained his footing and flew at the duo, sword lifted. A raging fire, a living inferno, shot through HiriYakka and materialized on the other side.
“You got away once†he said to them slowly. “You’re not doing so again.â€
“Gotembara-hamu!†cried Pack. The others quickly joined him.
“Where’s Ban?†asked Sako. Gotembara thought of what to say. He refused to lie to them yet he couldn’t crush their spirits at a time like this.
“Yes, where is the esteemed Judge of Simeon?†asked GaraYakka mockingly.
Gotembara ignored him. “Come, HiriYakka!â€

He took on the demon alone. GaraYakka meanwhile attacks the Judges with full force, slashing with his sword. MSK came toward them to provide support, blasting the heroes with energy blasts and pummeling with his claw. Singhaya, Sarpiya, Muwa and Haraka did what they could to try to hold him back. Pack fired his cannon at GaraYakka, but the attack was simply sliced in two. Pack in turn was slashed by Glum's sword and crumples to the ground. Kira leapt with her lightsaber and managed to stab into GaraYakka's shoulder, but was also thrown off and slammed into a wall.

Yoroi now turned his attention to GaraYakka as he was fighting Comic and Kiliana. Comic was thrown into the side of a building, while Kiliana lay a few feet away.
“No. No more die.â€
With a warcry, Yoroi flung himself at GaraYakka. Slamming into the demon, he attempted to carry him forward and slam him into the nearest wall, with his powered-up lance lodged in his abdomen. Unfazed, GaraYakka yanked the weapon out of himself and stabbed hard at Yoroi's front. Then he slashed again with his blade across the front and back…

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MSK knocked away Haraka and slashed him with his claws. Ukussa flew up overhead and landed on MSK's back, clawing and biting. Sarpiya wrapped himself around the legs and bit down. MSK roared and knocked both TharaJuus away. Haraka came up to Muwa's side, while Singhaya stood behind the crab and telekinetically hurled mounds of earth in his direction.

Sako got up, regaining her strength. She watched the battle go on, trying to figure who to target. As of now, they weren't doing so well.
Deciding she was better off using long range, she bombarded HiriYakka with more arrows. HiriYakka swallowed the arrows and slashed the Ranger several times before kicking her away. Pack struck iriYakka once before being hurled onto Sako. HiriYakka then fires three blasts of energy from his mouth at the two Judges.

“HiriYakka!â€
Gotembara sprang up and grabbed the three energy spheres out of the air, juggling them and infusing them with his own energy before chucking each one back at HiriYakka. HiriYakka suddenly teleported Kira to him and used her as a shield against the spheres. Once they hit, he smacked her head hard with his clawed hand, and slammed her into the ground.
“I'll save this one for dinner. Or maybe as a songbird in a cage.â€

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Staggering back, Yoroi grasped his smoking chest and watched as GaraYakka advanced.
“None of this is your concern. Go back to chasing those pirates and leave us be.â€
Ignoring him, Yoroi summoned his ship to descend. He jumped to the roof and gripped rhe controls that rose up from inside, and pointed the artillery at GaraYakka. A targeting screen appeared over his visor. Every weapon charged as the targeting sensors locked on.
“Take this.â€
The guns let loose with everything they had.

GaraYakka noticed Kira nearby, and devised a devious scheme. At super-fast speed, making it seem as if time had stopped, he ran to her and switches places. The attack hit Kira instead, and GaraYakka watched in mirth. Hit by the finisher before she even realized what had happened, Kira staggered for a moment, sparking as the life was drained from her. She reached out to Yoroi as her vision blurred, before finally falling over, her armor disappearing in an explosion. An unconscious body now lay on the ground.

*BGM plays*
(‘Yaburareta Densetsu (2)’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

“KIRA!!â€
Another one. Just like Ban. And this one was fully his fault. Just...just like...
“You can't die! We need you! I...need… you!â€
Turning towards GaraYakka, Yoroi seethed with pure rage.
“I SAID NO MORE DIE†He made a step forward, staggering as the turmoil of emotions swept though him. Tears formed on his face under his helmet. “I SAID NO MORE.â€
The Mystican issued an almost unholy scream as power and rage surged through his entire system. His Id had completely consumed him. Electricity flickered through the air. Yoroi charged into GaraYakka and slammed him right through a wall. Enraged, he charged up himself and fired a storm of poison spikes. Yoroi simply shrugged off the attacks as he ran again, cutting and hacking as he went with his powered up wristblades. So enraged, he even failed to notice the giant demon coming to the battlefield. He latched onto GaraYakka, and his aura became stronger and more intense, until it exploded in an even more powerful version of his Twilight Nova attack. GaraYakka disappeared in the blast…

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Kumbhakarna had finally arrived.
“He is here. Excellent†said HiriYakka.
“Ravana-aiya†Kumbhakarna said quietly. “For a long time I have allowed you free reign. I wanted nothing more to do with the affairs of our race. But now I see what you are doing, and can no longer stand aside. For Vesamunu-raja’s legacy do I now fight. I pray you won’t begrudge me.â€
The immense giant began attacking the TharaJuus, allowing MSK to bombard the heroes with energy blasts.

“Damnit!†Sako dived for Kira's body, narrowly avoiding some of the blasts. Pack followed her and helped defend Kira. Haraka dove in front of Kumbhakarna to shield the Judges from his approach. Thalmaha soared in and began attacking MSK from behind. MSK continued shaking off the TharaJuus and went in a circle, firing a large energy blast from his mouth. In seconds Singhaya, Muwa, Thalmaha and Sarpiya went down, and more of the city was destroyed. Fires raged and bodies of civilians caught in the crossfire lay strewed about…

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In a streak of light, a weakened Yoroi continued his rampage, flying up into the air like a rocket and landing ontop of a new wave of demons under the command of GaraYakka and HiriYakka. Sako, Pack and now Kiliana huddled together, trying their best to avoid the oncoming blasts and falling debris. A fresh army of demons under the demon duo’s banner now swept across the city, attack anyone in their path. Meanwhile Kumbhakarna made short work of Haraka and tossed him aside. All the TharaJuus now lay on the ground severely damaged, unable to do anything.

Comic appeared in front of Pack and the girls.
“We’re outnumbered. We must retreat.â€
“Retreat where?? We’re surrounded!†Pack shot back. Comic released a shadowy mist that shut out the light in the immediate vicinity, keeping the grunt army distracted and allowing them a chance to escape.
“What about them?†asked Sako, indicating the TharaJuus.
“And where’s Gotembara-hamu?†added Kiliana.
Comic picked up Kira and shoved his teammates onward. The TharaJuus converted into equine form and tiredly came to ferry their partners away from the chaos…

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Israfil was thrown out of Singhaya. The sphinx purred weakly and converted into equine form.
“Get on. Follow the other Judges to safety.â€
“What??â€
“They’re the only ones who can help you now.â€

Israfil saw the grunt army approach. Knowing he couldn’t stand against them, he reluctantly obliged Singhaya’s demand. He got on the steed and galloped off…

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Yoroi landed on the ground, just in time to see the army approach. Despair filled him, only fueling his rage.
“NO!†he shouted, firing up his wrist blades. He cut into the army as the blades retreated and were replaced with energy whips, taking out a large swath, although it was small in comparison to the sheer amount of troops coming in. Glancing behind him, he saw Gotembara running toward him. Turning back around, he charged his body up, releasing the overload of energy which crackled in the air. Two fireballs formed in his hands, extensions of his aura.

“GO!†he shouted, “I'LL HOLD THEM HERE AND MEET YOU LATER!†He ran towards the approaching army. He flung one fireball at the enemy, then the other. His blades charged up again as he got closer...

*BGM plays*
(‘Tachigataki Omoi’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

“Dargel!†Gotembara ran over to Yoroi and grabbed his arm, “We are not leaving anyone behind. Don’t try to be a hero for Ban’s sake.â€
Yoroi pulled free of Gotembara's grip, and fired another volley to the advancing forces to stall for time. He looked at Gotembara, and Techni's words echoed in his head.

“No. No more sacrifices. We'll do it the hard way a hundred times over if we have to.â€

No. Sometimes sacrifices had to be made.
“Don't you get it?!†he shouted harshly. He pointed at the nearing army, “There won't be any place to escape to! And they're not stopping here. They'll go for heaven and beyond. You'll have a war that'll keep escalating until there’s nothing left!â€
He tossed another volley of energy.
“This is the apocalypse. There won't be a next time!†Gone was the harshness of his voice, replaced by visible fear and terror. Yoroi shook slightly, before turning back to the army. “Please go, friend. Regroup. See to the Judges before it’s too late. I am a soldier; and it’s a duty I have long ignored because of my own selfishness.â€
Gotembara was still for a moment. Yoroi waited for him to go after the Judges. He saw that the saint was torn on what to do.
“You’re here to watch over them. Go do that. Forget about me.â€
Gotembara came beside Yoroi. “You’re right. I must look after them. And right now that means keeping the enemy at bay and staying with you.â€
Yoroi was touched. But he hid his emotion and nodded to the saint…

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Everything seemed as if it was in slow motion. Yoroi spun around, his wrist blades glowing as he cut into grunt after grunt, eventually flying overhead and while still spinning, opening fire with a volley of energy blasts before coming back down again. His released his energy whips again and cut out large swathes of troops, then rushed in to fill the void as more enemies came down upon him.

It didn't matter. Ten or ten million, he would cut them all down. No one was going to make it through. His movements were a blur, his actions impossible to match or predict. Power was flowing out of him.

A gust of wind blasted outward, almost like a shockwave…

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GaraYakka and HiriYakka watched the retreating heroes in triumph. Kumbhakarna stabbed a titanic pole into the ground. This pole bore a banner marked with the old insignia of Vesamunu. MSK eyed Yoroi and Gotembara and fired one final supercharged blast at them…

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Yoroi cut down a grunt and looked up in time to see the shot come barreling his way.

A shockwave of epic proportions fanned out in all directions, taking out a couple blocks. It caused the ground to shake like an earthquake, enough to topple more buildings as fissures appeared on the ground. A massive pillar of light and energy extended past the stratosphere, into orbit. And it sustained itself as a massive half-globe of energy rested on the surface of the planet, engulfing the blocks flattened by the shockwave seconds before. The pillar itself seemed to ignite the air, causing electrical anomalies to streak through as the clouds nearby gave way, pushed aside by some unseen force.

Now it was the globe's turn to explode, as the pillar turned in on itself, and the globe shrank for a moment, before unleashing itself upon the entire city, causing another earthquake. The entire spectacle would be seen for hundreds of miles.

In its place left four blocks of nothing but a glassed crater several stories deep, with bits of debris indicating that buildings had once stood there. The rest of the city faired little better: although they had been left mostly intact, it was still a ruined wasteland.

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Gotembara, having been knocked away by the blast, regained consciousness and looked out at the decimated city.
“Dargel! Dargel!!â€

He got no reply. Not a living thing of any virtue seemed to be left standing.
“DARGEL!!!â€

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From a vantage point Sariputta watched the explosion in silence. Then without a word, he disappeared. Ahasa's power was now fading at a more rapid pace.

The skies had darkened, blocking out the sun, moons and stars. Smoke, ash and chill winds were all to be seen and felt now. The people of this Simeonite city looked up towards Ahasa, fully believing that it had abandoned them.

GaraYakka and HiriYakka appeared in the center of the city for all to see, as prisoners were shackled by the demons. HiriYakka licked his lips with his grotesque tongue.
“Victory.â€

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In Bahirawakanda, Ravana's fury was unbounded. Mohini and the YakkaJins were zapped with bolts of energy as their king unleashed his fury on them. Ixion watched from the sidelines, secretly taking a sadistic pleasure at the sight.
“Not only did you fail to kill the Judges, you allowed my enemies to make themselves kings! And Kumbhakarna-malli, my dear brother has sided with them! Damn those two for their choice of him!â€
He threw Mohini to a wall.
“Forgive my failings, Raja - !â€
“No, I will not forgive you! I have been too lenient on all of you. Take your nine anise a way to eliminate these usurpers before I let you join Bahirawa and Kuber.â€
Mohini and the Jins bows and bid a hasty departure.
“Might I be of any use, Raja?†asked Ixion, coming up before the throne almost sycophantically.
“Gather your crew and begin mustering my army. And… go see the condition of the Judges. With all that has happened, their resolve to keep going will he all but drained.â€
“But of course. Such is their weakness†agreed Ixion. “I may even lower it further still.â€
Ravana waved him off. Ixion grinned…

TO BE CONTINUED
*Ending Theme 2 plays*
(‘Caribbean Blue’ by Enya)

Next Time
*Next Episode Promo Theme 2 plays*
(‘Yokoku Ongaku 3’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)

The Judges and their allies regroup in Judah, only to learn of the fate of Ban; Ikeia and Israfil meet the Judges and seek their penance; Ixion wrecks more havoc across Canaan until Sarindhu challenges him to a showdown for Cheiron’s life; and Obelisk at last awakens to assume his new role as Judge of Issachar.​
 
Passage 19: “In Time Of Trouble, He Shall Set Me Upon A Rockâ€​


He was rising, rising. Faster and faster, as the light above engulfed him. The power. The strength. The hope. The understanding. Feelings like he had never experienced, things he had never known, that he could never hope to explain, flew through his mind, through his entire body. It was beautiful, peaceful, serene. So close...

Dargel reached out to the light as he got ever closer, wanting more, desiring total peace, total perfection. The colors, like he had never seen. Colors that had no name. They didn't need a name. And Dargel understood. Everything seemed so insignificant now, so far away, like a dream. He didn't worry, there was no reason to. Everything made sense.

Aqua
The name reverberated through him. He paused. A name from another time, another place. Remote. Insignificant. Wasn't it?
Techni
Another name.
Orion
Zyon
Omega
Jadan
PRF7
Ban
Kira

More names. All from different places, yet all just as far removed, some of them not even there anymore. They no longer mattered, just random configurations that moved across their linear time like ants. They didn't matter, they were all insignificant.
“NO!â€
Who said that? Him? No, he couldn't have, why would he? Then memories began creeping in. He remembered. And he understood. This...this wasn't right....

And in a flash, he began to fall. Away from the light he was so close too, into the abyss. He passed his life by:

The explosion...the battle with Kuber...Alpha...Ravana...losing Aqua’s brace...coming to Canaan...his adventures since the fall of Mysticus…failing to rescue Techni....the battle with Exodus...the fatal stab that killed Aqua...the Horu’s victory…
Even more distant memories appeared, ones he had not bothered to think of in an age. His life before meeting his old team...his childhood...
Emotions flooded him as the gates seemingly opened. The light slipped from him as he began to understand all to well. He fell, faster and faster and faster. Just as everything faded to black....


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Yoroi came to. He seemed to be inside some sort of dimly-lit cave. He was unable to move much, his body too drained of anything.
“Wh...where am I?†he managed to choke out. “Am I...dead?â€

A man in a cloak sat next to him on a rock. He chuckled, “You died on Mysticus. But if you're asking about oblivion, well...if you were, we wouldn't be having this conversation.â€
“Where...am I?â€
“I will not lie†the man said. “You are in a limbo of sorts, between existence and oblivion.â€
“What happened?â€
“You do not remember?†the man asked, surprised. Then he shook his head, “No. Of course you don't, you couldn't possibly understand it. Not all of it, anyway. You know on some deeper level though.â€
“It's all a jumble.â€
“As well as it probably should be.â€
“So then...I failed again.â€
“You knew you would fail this battle.â€
“I suppose.â€
“Yet you still fought.â€
“I had to.â€
The man nodded.
“So...what now?†asked Yoroi.

The man looked at him. “Now? Now you have to make another decision. Do you give into darkness, and welcome sweet Oblivion? Or do you risk more pain, and return?â€
“Pain?†Yoroi asked, not quite understanding.
“You are, at this time, in the hands of the enemy. You are weakened beyond any hope of fighting back. Your allies will soon believe you are dead, and won't come for you. And the End of Days draws nearer.â€
Yoroi remained silent for a moment. If that was the choice, oblivion sounded good. But he couldn't. He wouldn't. It wasn't right. As long as he could still draw breath, he had to fight.
“I shall return†he said, inwardly cringing as he knew what he had chosen.

The man seemed to smile, even though Yoroi couldn't see his face. “I knew Gotembara befriended you for a reason.â€
He turned away and disappeared. A second later, Yoroi was engulfed by light as he returned to the realm of existence…


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*Opening Theme plays*
(Seiju Sentai Gingaman OP Instrumental)

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Darkness. It surrounded him, the absence of light feeling like a physical force. It pressed down upon him from all sides, a feeling not unlike the pressure of standing at the bottom of the ocean. Breathing was not necessary where he was. This was a good thing, because the pressure did not allow so much as a blink, much less a breath. Obelisk floated in this void for what seemed like an eternity, staring unceasingly into the void around him. After an indeterminate amount of time, he finally noticed a spot of light in the distance.
Hmm?
Suddenly the darkness was gone, and Obelisk found himself standing atop Sri Pada as Yoroi and others fought to protect his own unmoving body. Confusion swelled within him as he tried to help, but no one seemed to notice him.
“What...?â€
Come now...don't tell me you've never heard of an out of body experience.

Obelisk's head whipped around as the sounds of battle faded into silence. To one side he spotted a figure facing away from him, sitting on a nearby rock outcropping. The man stood and turned to face Obelisk, clad in an outfit almost identical to his own. The blacks seemed darker though, and veins of red spidered across the surface. Black hair with red highlights hung down to the man's shoulders, and when he turned to face Obelisk, the younger of the two stumbled back in shock.
“You! But...but...you're dead!â€
“Indeed. So are Gotembara and Sariputta, technically. Doesn't stop them from getting involved though, does it?â€
“...what do you want, Shimron?â€

It was only now, outside of the heat of battle, that the similarities between the two men really shone through. They stood at the same height and had almost identical body types, with Obelisk being slightly less defined than his darker counterpart. Both naturally had dark brown hair, although certain influences had changed Shimron's over the years. Obelisk's green eyes shone brightly, while Shimron's formerly blue irises had been tinted to a red so dark they were almost black.
Nothing and everything, my little protegé. Come now...you yourself saw me die. I'm not really here.
The flash of memories. A flash of light, horrible screams of pain and frustration and remorse.
“Yes...I was, and you were. So how are you here?â€

Shimron smirked and sauntered casually toward Obelisk, walking straight through Yoroi's body as the silent battle raged on around them, oblivious to their presence...if they were even there at all.
You took my “powerâ€...and you accepted it, along with all that entails. I had it for so long...you didn't think there would be some lingering affects? Now admittedly I'm only a shade of Shimron...heck, I only know what he knew up until his defeat, plus whatever you've learned since then. Of course, whereas you experience it, I get to analyze it. But I digress.

The scenery changed, and suddenly the pair were at the gate to Apaya. It was locked up tight, but every so often the doors would rattle with the force of some malevolent being trying to escape.

The connection to that power is fading at a ridiculously fast pace. You know that, and you know why. On top of that, your body has gotten used to carrying around an immense amount of energy. This leaves us with a bit of a problem. You see, I built up to my level of power...you took the whole damn thing all at once. And now that it's gone, your body doesn't know how to cope. You need another power, or else your body will eventually consume itself in an attempt to get the energy it believes it needs.

Shimron reached into an inside pocket of his coat and pulled out a small golden jewel. It radiated an intense light and immediately shot away from Shimron to hover in the air between the two.
“The gold Rathnaya. It wants me?â€
Almost. There are some...conditions.
“Such as?â€
Shimron sighed and glanced off to the side for a moment before returning his focus to Obelisk.
Such as the fact that you need to restore Issachar as soon as possible. They're not supposed to be here... the saints or prophets, or...them.

A screen appeared nearby, showing GaraYakka and HiriYakka invading a Simeonite city while the Judges retreated. Yoroi charged up and seemed to explode, and then the screen vanished.
I have reason to believe that Yoroi is still alive, or at least what passes for alive when it comes to him...but that is not your concern. Your concern, my little neophyte, is stopping the invasion. Once that is done, you make sure everyone goes home. These Judges have to tend to their own people...they can't start meddling with your affairs of state once you’re king.
Obelisk sighed and reached out his left arm, letting the golden jewel approach and hover coyly above his wrist.
“I didn't want to be a part of this...I just wanted to get out of Levi and return home. And now...you're right. I have to stop the invasion. If the Yakko keep emerging, this universe will be lost...and so may others, if we can't stop them here. And once they're back where they belong, everyone goes home. No one should be able to hopscotch across the multiverse...after all, wasn't that part of your plan?â€
Amongst other things. I would have had power to rival the Devas, boy...almost the Creator himself. There was little beyond my grasp.
“Except happiness. And why help me now?â€
Impertinent whelp...and I help you because you're apparently too dense to figure it out for yourself. You know now what you must do. Now if you'll excuse me, I tire of interacting with you. I'll be in the Brace if you need me.

Shimron transformed into a mass of black and red energy and flowed smoothly into the Brace. The surroundings faded back to black, but it was almost comforting now. He knew what he had to do. Stop the invasion and return things to the way they should be. The gold Rathnaya pulsed within the Brace, and he knew no more…

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As Siddhartha and Ikeia meditated together, Alpha continued his vigil over Obelisk like a statue. A soft golden aura erupts from Obelisk's Brace and flows over his body until every inch of his body is covered. He did not yet wake from his slumber, but the damage done to his body begins to heal before Alpha's eyes. Before Obelisk played a vision of a great tortoise with the rising sun behind it. Then the real world returned to view. An unworldly voice was heard in his head alone.

The Maha Ibba Maligawa has chosen you as the Judge of Issachar. Keep this jewel safe, for great evil approaches this world.

Obelisk's eyes snapped open, the normal bright green of his irises seeming to be back-lit by an eerie golden hue. The inner light faded a bit as he slowly sat up from his makeshift cot and turned his head to see Alpha sitting nearby, seemingly watching over him. The words he had just heard rang through his mind, and he snorted almost silently.
“Obviously.â€
The young Issachite shifted and stood. Now that the jewel’s energy flowed through him, he felt much better. Not back to one hundred percent, but more than enough for the time being. He paid his watcher little heed as he stripped down and, noting the lack of any proper facilities, resigned himself to cleansing via a burst of Power. With that done, he pulled a fresh outfit from a bundle serendipitously placed for him, dressed, and turned to Alpha.

“...You've proven yourself to Yoroi, I take it.â€
It was a statement. A fact. Alpha must have done so, or else he would not have been allowed to watch over Obelisk during his period of sickness. There was a brief pause before he spoke again.
“I thank you...but I need an update. Information is key. Where are the survivors of the Simeon battle, has anyone found Yoroi, and how much time do we have before the invading force reaches here?â€
They were unusual questions, especially coming from someone who had only minutes before awoken from a depp sleep. Nevertheless, it made a strange sort of sense. In a world where demons walked the earth, someone knowing a bit more than seemed appropriate was hardly something to even bat an eye at.

Alpha held up some crow feathers.
“All I know I received from this messenger, before he proved as a good dinner. GaraYakka and HiriYakka have allied with Ravana’s brother Kumbhakara and the monster Maha Swarna Karkatahaya. Simeon has fallen under their heel. They claim to be restoring the old kingdom of Vesamunu. Ravana is amassing an army of his own to counter, and has recruited the Horu. And Mahasona has disappeared since killing Ban, but I expect he will want to settle things with Gotembara before the end. Makara left some time last night too. Where to, I know not.â€

Siddhartha suddenly appeared before the two. Ikeia hung back a respectful distance.
“'It is good to see you awake again†said the prophet to Obelisk. “I suppose I should fill you in on what has happened.â€
“No need. Alpha has already done so.â€
Obelisk’s eyes were somewhat glassy as his mind worked through the situation. After a few moments, he opened his hand palm up and released a busrt of energy resembling a solar flare. He and the rest turned away from the brilliant light, and Obelisk quickly snuffed it out.
“Before we start, I hope you recognize the fact that once we're done, everyone needs to return to their respective homes. It may not be apparent right now, but...things will get very ugly if we all stay.â€
Siddhartha frowned. He felt he detected something ulterior in Obelisk’s words. Obelisk lapsed into silence again. As the seconds ticked by, it became increasingly apparent that something was going on with his body. His normally pale skin darkened to a golden-brown tan, and streaks of blond appeared in his black hair. Finally, a golden Aztec-like sun appeared on the back of his coat.
“Much better. The key to using any good Power is to embrace it fully.â€
“Now then...†said Siddhartha “We should go and meet up with the others.â€
Ikeia fidgeted. Obelisk shook his head.
“We need someone to deal with Mahasona. Gotembara was with the Judges, and given what has happened he’s in no position to go after him. Ikeia can and should meet with the others. I’m sure his military expertise will prove useful.â€
Obelisk cast a dark glance to Ikeia. “I will go after Mahasona.â€
“Ban’s death pains me too†said Siddhartha. “But Mahasona is not the threat right now, GaraYakka and HiriYakka are. And Ravana is not far off.â€
“I’ve never met Ban, so his death has no impact on me. No disrespect intended†said Obelisk. “I just don’t want any loose ends. Plus we must retrieve the red Rathnaya lest he decides to so some damage with it.â€

Siddhartha still had his doubts, but he at last relented.
“Ikeia shall rendezvous with the others. I will accompany you.â€
“You want me to go alone?†Ikeia did not like the idea of meeting the other Judges by himself. Worst-case scenario, he would have to fight them, and he was in no condition to do that. Obelisk summoned the MIM to appear at the base of the mountain. The highest spire reached just below the summit, allowing he, Alpha and Siddhartha to climb in.
“What do I do?†asked Ikeia.
“Call for Rajaliya and he will come for you.â€
The MIM ascended in the air and slowly hovered away. Ikeia was now alone. He sat on the summit and held his Brace close, silently calling for his TharaJuu. After what felt like an eternity, he saw the magnificent griffin glide in from the east and land deftly before the Gadite. He folded up his wings and leaned down.
You are alone.
“I…. I was always alone, wasn’t I?â€
“Perhaps you were.â€
“… I’m ready to meet the others.â€
“Are you truly?â€
“Yes. Ban is dead. They need all the members they can get.â€
“And that is your only reason for joining them?â€
“No. I wish to repent.â€
Ikeia wished the beast wouldn’t give him such a hard time, but he supposed he deserved it.
“Get on.â€

Ikeia climbed onto Rajaliya’s back and held on tight as the griffin spirited him away to meet his comrades…

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Sarindhu stepped out onto the surface and took a deep breath. Things had gotten crowded in the massive mountain, and he had grown sick of Ixion’s gloating. He could smell the blood of the Canaanites, their sweat, and worst of all, their fear. And they had reason to fear. Oh yes!

Gaisei’s death and Ixion’s usurpation had given him much to think about. He had a very shady past, as did all of the Horu. A bounty hunter, a predator of innocent souls. He had much to atone for. Now here he was with the chance to fight against the race he had been conscripted to ally with. To save the denizens of this planet. It was the opportunity of a lifetime.

But first he had to save Cheiron. The one who was now nestled in his own dark prison, powerless against Ixion’s control over him. There was something in the man's eye. Something that Sarindhu could almost smell in his soul. He had sinned. And he had lost much for it.

At first he had enjoyed the piratical life. Sarindhu had been treacherous. A thief at best, a murderer at worst. A dishonorable opportunist of the worst order. But, sometime after coming to Canaan, that had all changed. Sarindhu had witnessed the Armageddon taking place on this world.

Perhaps he had seen too much. Enough to change his belief about many things. The Judges fought for justice. Yoroi too fought for something greater than himself. And Sarindhu had begun to find that fight far more savory that his own. And now Cheiron was paying for his past misdeeds by being Ixion’s slave. Sarindhu was disgusted that a man would give into such dark manipulations. And yet who was he to judge, really? Who indeed.

The path before him though was clear. Ixion had to be stopped. If not for the save of Canaan, then just for that of the Horu, and his friend Cheiron…

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Deep inside the realm of Judah, the Judges and whoever else had escaped with them had arrived. Comic began beckoning the refugees from Simeon to settle down for the time being.
“What news have you?†he asked a Judite guard.
“None that is good. The enemy has all but taken over Simeon. Reuben, Issachar and Asher are at the most risk now. But given our few numbers, we can do but little at the moment.
The guard moved in closer, lowering his voice to a whisper.
“Did you hear that the Horu have allied with the Yakko?â€
“I haven’t. But right now we have bigger concerns.â€
The guard nodded and left to conduct other business. Comic went to see Kira, who was still being tended to by Pack…

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Rajaliya deposited Ikeia some distance from the camp.
“Aren’t you brining me in?â€
“You will bring yourself in.â€
“And if I’m attacked?â€
Rajaliya didn’t answer, but only flew backup and into the camp. Ikeia sighed and began to limp toward the entrance.
“Who goes there?†barked a nervous guard.
Ikeia inhaled deeply. “I am Ikeia, the Judge of Gad.â€
“Ikeia??â€

At once a host of guards flooded out of the camp and surrounded Ikeia. The Gadite didn’t resist, but allowed them to roughly escort him inside.
“Where are the others?†he asked.
“Never mind that.â€
“I do mind. I need to speak with them - â€
Ikeia didn’t get to finish, as he was suddenly knocked out with a drug from behind…

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Ikeia wandered around the wasteland, alone. He wondered what had been done that had caused this area of forest to be a swamp-like waste dump, what had just destroyed everything. Skulls and bones littered the ground with the debris. He could see creatures in the distance, hacking and slashing at the ruins of buildings.
"HEY!" he shouted, running over to them. As he neared, he saw they were Kattu and other Yakko. "GET LOST!" Taking his sword, Ikeia cut into the first grunt, and then the second.

"Sir!" came a voice. "Why do you slaughter your own people?! Are you no better then your enemy?!"
Confused, Ikeia looked at the Kattu he had just slain. However, in its place lay a Gadite woman.
"What...what is..."
"You are no better then those who wish to conquer you! You burn and pillage the villages of your own people in the name of power! And then you have the audacity to declare yourself a champion of justice! You disgust me! At least the Yakko embrace who they are! You just lie and delude yourself with visions of grandeur!"

"No...I..." but Ikeia could say nothing. A Yakka injected its poison into Ikeia…


“NOOOO!†Ikeia awoke with a start, sitting upright despite his injuries. He breathed heavily, afraid. Sako put her hand on his shoulder.
“You shouldn't move like that! I’m surprised you survived this long in your state.â€
“But I...they...if...†Ikeia calmed down.

Comic now entered the tent.
“We have retreated for the time being. GaraYakka and HiriYakka are continued their campaign. At this rate all of Canaan will be soon be theirs.
“No…†Ikeia laid back down in disbelief.
“It’s no less than what you tried to do†said the Asherite coolly.
“I suppose you want to know why I’m here†said Ikeia.
“You want to join us.â€
“… Yes.â€
“You have some nerve - â€
Pack then came inside. “How’s Kira?†asked Comic.
“She will live†said Pack simply. “Kiliana is with her now.â€
“What about Israfil?â€
“Israfil’s here?†asked Sako.
“He came in a little while ago. Some medics are attending to him, he seemed pretty shaken up.â€
Pack cast a scornful look on Ikeia.
“What do you want done with him?â€

They were interrupted though by a figure that appeared in their midst. It was the shimmering form of Cheiron.
“Cheiron!†exclaimed Sako.
But he was different now. His demeanor had changed. He was no longer Cheiron, he had become Ixion.
“Did you forget about me so quickly?†Ixion taunted in a flat tone as the Judges sprang to action. “Ahasa’s chosen has forgotten about a lot of things these days, has it not?â€
“What do you want, Hell spawn?†snapped Pack.
“I'm not Hell spawn†replied Ixion. “Just someone who has seen the darkness inside himself. And you should not deny your own. You have much to do, Judges, and I suggest you do it. You have to pick a new Judge of Simeon, after all, and retrieve the Rathnaya before more bad stuff happens.â€
“What are you talking about?†asked Sako. They noticed Ikeia turn away.
“What happened?†barked Comic to Ikeia.
“I hope I don't shock you all†continued Ixion, “but did they know that your beloved Ban is dead?â€

The Judges blanched. “Is that true?†Comic demanded Ikeia.
“Oh it is†said Ixion. “He's another one heaven left to his own. They let him die. I have allied with the Yakko, but I work for myself. Once Ravana grants me my desire, I shall leave this miserable rock. I'm leaving now. It's best if you not expend the energy trying to find me. Goodbye, Judges of Canaan. Best of luck to you… not that it’ll do you any good.â€

Ixion disappeared, and outside a great disturbance could be heard as a black clad figure took out the guards with ease. A loud, unhealthy roar could be heard as a hellish motorcycle sped into view. Ixion hopped on, and was gone.

“Ban is dead†Sako dropped to the floor. “Why.....How?.....†She looked down and shook her head.
“Did you see it?†asked Pack to Ikeia. “What happened?!â€
“He died fighting Mahasona…†stammered Ikeia. “Right before telling him and Gotembara that he was Jayasena in life.â€
The Judges’ spirits had gone down further than ever.

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“...Ban's dead? But...how...†Kira couldn't quite wrap her head around it. How could they lose this badly? How could one of them die? Kiliana had to push her back down on her mat.
“We...we need to go after Mahasona.â€
“Not in your condition†said Kiliana. “And right now we need to fight GaraYakka and HiriYakka. Comic, see how many reinforcements you can find.â€
“I’m already on it.â€
A tear flowed down Kira’s face. Kiliana did her best to comfort her, but she of course felt the same. She should have stopped Ban, she told herself. He should never have gone after Mahasona. He had let his emotion cloud his judgment. And so had Comic for letting him go off. If only they were more like her…

More like her. Was that truly the right thing? Should Kiliana have allowed her anger toward Reuben’s fall to drive her? Ikeia was here in the camp with them. Should she exact her revenge now? Kiliana hung her head. Why was all this happening?

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Some days had now passed since Simeon became enslaved. The Zebulunites now lived in constant fear that one day, the armies of darkness would ride down the MahaWaliGanga that emptied into the bay, and would overrun them. There were rumors that the evil spirits that lived in the woods were becoming more daring as the Yakko crept ever closer to ruling Canaan.

Even as the outskirts farmers worked in the fields, doing their daily tasks, they were ever vigilant. They had formed a small militia. If the Yakko were ever to plague these lands, they were ready to fight. So on the day they heard the loud hum of a noisy motorcycle riding in from the borders of Asher, and apparently undeterred by the evils in the forests, they assumed the worst. This “motorcycle man†must be friendly to the spirits of the woods. How else could he guarantee safe passage in such dangerous times?

In the darkest hour of night, howls and screams could be heard. The screams of the unholy beasts that plagued the outskirts. As the demons grew more restless, they became more likely to leave the woods and find souls to feed on. Usually, they operated only at night, sneaking out to grab old men from their smoking perches on old front porches or wayward children. But one day, the townspeople became terrified as a great, hideous evil creature roamed out of the woods in broad daylight. People in the little farming community were in chaos. There was screaming, running. Everything was happening in a blur.

The little girl fell as boar YakkaJuu UraYakka approached, and he had his sights set on her. She screamed and held up a stuffed bear, her only defense. The creature laughed, and kept advancing. Everyone was running to save themselves, and the militia could clearly not arm themselves fast enough. All hope seemed lost, as the creature would surely devour the child's body in gruesome fashion, and then eat of her innocent soul, feeding to satiate an unearthly hunger.

And then the creature froze. It jerked, and turned about in place. The little girl gaped. In the demon's back was a long, sharp scythe.
“That's far enough, you unholy swine†said a deep voice. It was a figure in black. The demon turned its attention on the newcomer, and the black cloaked figure nodded and gestured for the little girl to run. She did so without need for a second signal.
“You….†was the hideous attempt at speech by the demon.
The newcomer pulled down his hood, and only one or two of the townspeople stopped to gawk. He frowned deeply at the demon. “Call me Ixion. I'm here to punish you and your kind... Death to the transgressors.â€
UraYakka laughed. “You’re on our side…â€
Ixion's frown deepened. “It doesn't matter whose side I’m on. What matters to me is that I watch your life slowly extinguish.â€

Ixion took out Card XV. As he ran it through the belt once more, he felt the familiar charge of being plunged into darkness. There was power there. An overwhelming feeling of power. Upon seeing it, many of the villagers started screaming and running in another direction. It appeared they cared very much what wrapper their savior came in. With a single stroke he slew the YakkaJuu, and even cut through his spirit as it ascended upward.

“Does it thrill you, shade?†said a voice behind him. “How does it feel to know people are terrified of you?â€
“Sarindhu†sneered Ixion after a moment. He tossed his other scythe at him, which he caught easily.
“Who said you could leave the mountain?â€
“I did†said Sarindhu. “No more tricks. Today, Ixion, you die!â€
“I’m already dead. Or do you mean you will kill this body? You will let Cheiron die just to smite me?â€
“I’m freeing Cheiron from you!â€
“And how pray tell will you do that?â€
“I can start by destroying that belt.â€
Ixion snorted. “I’d like to see you try!â€

The two began a knock-down drag out fight. Sarindhu’s saber collided with Ixion’s chest, sending him somersaulting to the ground.
“That's too easy. Is that all you got, oh mighty Ixion?â€
Ixion sprang into motion, charging down Sarindhu. Scythe and sword clashed, dust was stirred up, and blood was shed. Sarindhu fought his hardest, harder than he had ever fought in his life. Whether it was due to Ixion’s sheer power or his desire to free Cheiron, he couldn’t say.

The two combatants disengaged and circled around each other. Then they sprinted forward again, running each other through on either side. Both stood still for a moment, and then fell forward at the same time.

Ixion staggered back up. He looked down at gave a shrill cry: a deep gash ran through his belt and across his side. He winced and dropped to one knee. From this damage alone he could feel his power fading. Sarindhu clutched his front and watched Ixion on all fours.
“Ha!†laughed Ixion in an attempt to mask his terror. “This is nothing. Soon I will have my new body and then….. and then you will really have a fright!â€
He sheathed his weapons and got back on Chariot.
“Stay away from the mountain if you value your life and Cheiron’s. You’ve just forfeited the lives of the rest, but…. sacrifices must be made.â€
With a last laugh he rode off into the darkness. Sarindhu watched him go. The damage rendered on the belt was irreparable. Ixion would soon run out of time unless he got his new body. And for that not to happen, the Judges and their allies would have to keep thwarting the Yakko.

Sarindhu knew what he had to do…

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As Sako slept, a voice echoed in her head telling her to rise. Sako awoke with a jolt.
“Who's there?â€
Sariputta appeared before her.
“Sariputta-hamu!â€
Sariputta bade her to be silent
“The End of Days draws near. Step outside and receive what you seek.â€
Confused, Sako followed and went outside, wondering what would happen next. What she saw was a great host of soldiers. Judites, Asherites, Zebulunites, even Naphtalites, all had amassed in preparation for a grand strike upon the enemy like waves crashing upon the shore.
“How did you do this?†she managed to splutter.
“Heaven has heard the prayers of you anour brethren, despite what the fearful say. Now the Tribes are at last coming together to fight the evil that is here.â€
Sako remained stunned. “I should tell the others!â€
“And you shall. But for now just watch, and take comfort. Through unity shall you prevail.â€
Sako looked out over the army, most especially the Naphtalites. Despite all that had happened, her Tribe was still proud and strong, willing to fight back.
“Yes†she said to the saint and herself. “We will win. We’ll take back what is ours.â€

TO BE CONTINUED
*Ending Theme 2 plays*
(‘Caribbean Blue’ by Enya)

Next Time
*Next Episode Promo Theme 2 plays*
(‘Yokoku Ongaku 3’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)

Sarindhu allies with the Judges against the Yakko and Ixion; the rebellion against GaraYakka and HiriYakka unfolds as the Judges lead the Canaanites into battle; Mahasona faces off against Gotembara to exact his vengeance; and a surprise comeback marks the turn for the once honored warrior.​
 
New Next Episode Promo Theme!

*Credit goes to Enigma Ranger for the new Dragonranger design.

Passage 20: “The Valley of the Shadow of Deathâ€​


Early morning. A group of Kattu was marauding around eastern Issachar. They soon met up with a group of YakkaJuus: frog GembaYakka, monitor lizard KabaraYakka, and ostrich PasberYakka. The party was about to continue on their path of destruction when a voce stopped them.
“Going somewhere?â€


*BGM plays*
(‘Toki Wo Koeta Houkou’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

The Yakko turned toward the direction of the voice. In the gloom they could make out the silhouette of a man standing before them. The man released a stream of light like a solar flare, illuminating the immediate vicinity and revealing himself as Obelisk, the new Judge of Issachar.
“Who are you?†demanded KabaraYakka in an attempt at speech.
Obelisk smirked and slammed the fist of his Brace arm into his palm, and then raised it skyward. A blanket of orange-gold light consumed his body, and when it dissipated, a suit of armor with a flowing cape stood before the demons.

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“Judge of Issachar… Chelonger!â€​

Before they could get over their shock, Obelisk was upon them. With every kick and punch he threw, a shower of golden flares flew off the impacts. The Kattu went down easily, but the YakkaJuus Obelisk found particularly stubborn. He tore his cloak off his boy and threw it over the three. As they scrambled to remove it, the Judge used his Elemental Power to shoot a golden flare, knocking them several feet away. The cloak flew back to him, and he casually threw it back on.

To finish things off, he summoned a long scepter topped with a sphere designed like a tortoise’s shell. This was the treasure scepter KameKoora, forged by Issachar himself millennia ago. Obelisk charged it up with his Brace, flipped it around so that the end tip faced the trio, and hurled it at them like a javelin. The scepter went clean through KabaraYakka first, and then homed in on each of the rest before they could get away. Obelisk watched in satisfaction as all three of them exploded and their spirits dissipated in the air. He would be damned if these monsters laid waste to his Tribe’s land.

But he of course couldn’t stay here. He had an appointment with the rouge Mahasona, and later his fellow Judges in the coming battles. Obelisk removed his armor and flexed his body. He enjoyed his new power…


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*Opening Theme plays*
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“I’m still not sure I understand it all†said Israfil. The others had as thoroughly as possible explained all that had gone on to him, and what their task as Judges were. The amnesiac still felt unsure and wary toward these people. Part of himself still wanted to believe the lie that they were thieves who had robbed the Horu of the Rathnaya. But that was gradually beginning to lose its credibility.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get it soon enough†said a recovered Kira reassuredly. “Most of us are still questioning all this.â€
“When do you think we’ll start moving out?†asked Kiliana, referring to the amassed army of Canaanites ready to take back Simeon from GaraYakka and HiriYakka.
“Comic is still conferring with them†said Pack. “Once they’re set, we’ll be on our way.â€
“I hope it’s soon†said Sako.
“You seem pretty eager†said Kiliana.
“I am. I’m sick of these guys. I just want them gone.â€
“Don’t we all.â€

Comic then entered the room.
“Are we going?†asked Sako.
“Everything’s set†answered the Asherite. “But first we have a visitor.â€
Sarindhu followed behind him. Kira leapt to her feet.
“What’s he doing here?â€
“Defecting†said the pirate. “Ixion has forced my comrades to serve with Ravana. I’m here to take him down for good. Something we should have done a long time ago.â€
He gave a nod to Israfil, who seemed a bit more relaxed.
“Yes, he paid us a little visit†said Pack.
“Why join us?†asked Kira.
“Isn’t it obvious? You have strength in numbers. What can I do on my own?â€
The Judges turned to Comic, waiting for his verdict.
“I think we can understand his desire for payback†he said simply. Of course they could. Ban had far from left their memories. Comic turned to Sarindhu.
“You’re welcome to join us.â€
“Thank you†said Sarindhu solemnly. The other Judges seemed less than embracing, Kira most of all. But he didn’t blame them. He was hardly a saint in this story.

Only Israfil seemed not to resonate with Comic’s statement, as Kira noted.
“Ban was really worried about you the whole time†she said gently.
“I don’t know him, as I said so many times.â€
“… Maybe not. But he knew you. He would want you to fight with us.â€
Israfil said nothing. Kira gave him a kind smile before letting him be. Israfil sighed and stared at nothing, trying to arrange all he had seen and heard in a coherent picture…

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The would-be restored kingdom of Vesamunu had taken over Simeon. Over the next few days, their armies spread across the realm, slaughtering and conquering as they went. Eventually it almost became a hell-on-earth, with GaraYakka, HiriYakka and Kumbhakarna reigning as kings. The populace became enslaved and even fodder for the demon hordes. No light penetrated the thick cloud layer. Reuben, Dan, Asher and Issachar could be next any day.

As the multitude toiled, doing the bidding of their evil masters, one fell. An old woman, her bones aching with age. One of the grunts came over to beat her, but a cloaked slave jumped in the way, taking the lashing for her. The slave breathed in, pushing the pain back, steadying his breathing. He looked up at the monument of this city: the giant banner of Vesamunu.

“Why?!†demanded the old woman. Her voice was flooded with anger and bitterness. “Why do something so foolish? How many of us slaves have jumped in to defend like that? The grunts don’t seem to care but someday, it will be the kings. They'll beat you more harshly, and then they'll kill you!â€
“Before that day comes," began the slave. “Ahasa will deliver us. I want you to believe that, too. Have hope.â€
“Hope?!†the angry old woman snorted. “The Judges have run off. And if the Devas wanted to deliver us, why haven’t they done so? Why let any of this happen at all? So much for old legends.â€
“The Devas will not abandon us†assured the slave. The woman rubbed her reddened cheeks.
“Oh, get off it. What would you know? What kind of idiot wears a cloak in this heat, anyway?â€
“In the blast I was... disfigured," said the slave. “I don't wish to frighten anyone.â€
The woman scoffed. “They are already doing that.â€

The slave looked over to see a group of demons heading their way. The slave offered the woman a withered hand, but she pushed it away. She got to her feet, regarded the slave critically, and then went off back to work. The slave sighed and removed his hood once the coast was clear, revealing himself as Gotembara. The toil was easy compared to the task of helping people keep their faith. Gotembara looked up into the sky. Somewhere were the rest of the Ten Giants. He hoped that help would come soon.

But until then, he would have to do it alone. Toward the south, Mahasona was rampaging. Gotembara knew he had to face him. He had to find a way to escape the city. He looked back to the woman who had spurned him, and uttered a silent prayer for her safety…

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Somewhere underground, the body of Yoroi hung by a hook on his back. GaraYakka and HiriYakka sat on thrones. The giant Kumbhakarna sat elsewhere. Unlike the duo, though he was not particularly more merciful, he did not share the same pleasure toward the carnage and slavery.
“I daresay he's ripened enough†said HiriYakka.
He spat out a sphere of energy that hit Yoroi to wake him up.

Yoroi muttered incoherently, coming to. Even though he was fully prepared for this kind of rude awakening, actually waking up proved to be difficult, as he was almost completely drained of both energy and spirit
“So...†Yoroi said weakly and in intense pain, although he put up the best front he could. “What's up?â€
“Right now, you are†snickered HiriYakka.
“Since you're awake, you can do your part in our final act of overthrowing Ravana†said GaraYakka.
“Oh, yay†Yoroi said. “A coupe.â€

Yoroi thought this over for a brief second. He was playing a dangerous game here. Topple one order and you have one less evil deity to worry about. The downside? You have three others to worry about. Still, it wouldn't hurt to ask.
“What 'part' are we talking about?â€
“You shall be leading our armies to Bahirawakanda. And once you have found your way inside, you will take out Ravana.â€
“Of course, the downside would be that.... you die†added HiriYakka. He smiled a wicked grin, showing off his fangs.
“Mmm. A suicide mission†Yoroi said. A weak smile etched his face as his body swung like a slow pendulum. “I’m afraid I must refuse.â€

The hook holding Yoroi was lowered, and GaraYakka smacked him across the head.
“I will not tolerate your insolence, alien! You don't have many options about you. Either you do this or you linger here and watch the Canaanites suffer eternally.â€
Yoroi’s eyes narrowed as he became a bit more focused and serious, ignoring the pain now in his temple.
“And if I do what you ask, everyone suffers, including them. Give me some credit, I’ve been doing this for far too long.â€
“Very well. Hang there and watch this world be consumed as you die a slow death. But in the meantime, your pet won't be going to waste.
A screech caught Yoroi’s attention. Garasu was locked in a large cage and was being prodded by various demons.
“Garasu!â€
The magnificent bird squawked to his friend. HiriYakka rammed a claw into Yoroi's chest and snapped it off. Blood began to trickle down the Mystican’s front. He shouted in agony. Afterward, he breathed heavily, trying to deal with the intense pain in some respect. His head slumped over, his body exhausted. GaraYakka and HiriYakka left him to hang. Kumbhakarna cast a look on Yoroi that seemed almost pitying, and then left as well…

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Some time passed. The air in the room chilled rapidly, frost appearing on several surfaces within moments. An odd sort of black and red ice began to form on the chains and hooks holding Yoroi in the air, which made them dissolve into their molecular components in a small burst of green energy. Yoroi's fallen body was levitated down, and his wounds began to heal immediately. Garasu was freed from his cage. A robed figure stepped out of some nearby shadows.
“Dargel"
The voice...so familiar...it was...
The hood slowly fell, revealing the face of Yoroi's rescuer. His hair hung down to his shoulders in a curtain of sorts. The hair color was jet black streaked liberally with pure white. The right side of his face bore a few wrinkles. It was when he turned to address Yoroi again that the left side of his face was exposed.

*BGM plays*
(‘Kageware shoumetsu no ban’ from Ougon Senshi Garo)​

A large circle of irritated red scar tissue dominated his cheek. His left ear was missing entirely. But his eye...his right was fine, if a bit tired-looking and resigned. His left eye showed no expression. There was no pupil, no iris...just unceasing white with a battered and torn eyelid to protect it. And although Yoroi could not see it, the rest of Techni's body was in similar shape. His body was a mess of scars.
“….TECHNI!!â€
Techni raised his right hand and waved Yoroi away.
“Go...this world needs you. Do what you have to do and then escape. Live your life without killing yourself over what you couldn’t stop.â€
Yoroi just stared. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Techni couldn’t be alive, he had seen his ship go down. But here he was, seemingly real. Was this a ghost? Was Yoroi going mad?
“Techni…. You’re here… I can see you….â€
The figure smirked, a vision of the Techni of old...before war and death had consumed him. His expression fell blank, and then shifted to a bit of remorse.
“I get it. You want to avenge us and that Ban guy, and don’t think we don’t appreciate it. But what good does it do anyone with you going kamikaze all the time? Now those Judges are about to lead an army to fight these demons. Perhaps they could find a use for you. I know we did.â€

Yoroi stood aback, shocked. So shocked he couldn't say anything. Was the pain finally causing him to hallucinate? He inwardly shuddered at Techni's condition, which only added to his inability to say anything, even though he took in everything his friend said. He seemed to start to say something, but could never get it out.
“Go now! Before they come back. Go and fight!â€

Then the dark mass surrounded him. There was no time to discuss things. As Yoroi vanished, he uttered one simple phrase as loud as he could, full of pure emotion as a few tears came down his face. Even though he knew more had happened then he could have stopped. Even though there had been reasons. It still lingered.
“I'm sorry!â€

And he was gone.

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Yoroi found himself on the surface, and sprawled on the ground. He lay there for a few moments, both out of physical weakness as well as his mind soaking up all that had happened. Techni had...saved him. Yoroi had never thought he'd see Techni again, and although they hadn't gotten to speak much...

Yoroi sat up, but as he did his head began to spin dizzy. Clutching the side of his head and leaning against a nearby rock for support, Yoroi looked around. The camp was deserted. Techni had said everyone would be here, so...where were they? Yoroi summoned his ship, and once it appeared he got inside and began scanning.

A large blip appeared in Simeon. A massive battle was about to happen. A second blip appeared in Asher...Obelisk was now awake, and in possession of the gold Rathnaya. But there was something else wrong, something else Yoroi couldn't shake the feeling of.
“Find Gotembara.â€
A new blip appeared in Simeon, along with another one. Something darker.
“Ixion...no...â€

Using all of his strength, Yoroi got to his feet. Once upright, he wobbled a bit, almost falling back over. Which to do? Fight with the Judges or fight with Obelisk? Both were potentially dangerous. But Techni had said to aid the Judges. And if he was to honor his friend, that was what needed to be done.
“We’re going to Simeon†he said to Garasu.

In no time the ship was heading toward the battle…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Wazawai No Makyuu (1)’ from Kyukyu Sentai GoGoV)​

“The Judges are heading to Simeon!†Ixion reported excitedly. He, the Horu, the YakkaJins and Mohini were gathered before Ravana and planning their response to GaraYakka and HiriYakka’s challenge.
“I have already raised our army. Just say the word and we’ll go on a slaughtering spree!â€
“No!†ordered Ravana. “No armies. Let the Judges deal with these usurpers. Mohini shall take care of whomever survives.â€
“There’s too many of them!†protested Ixion. “At least let me give her a hand!â€
“Take your little band over there and eliminate as many ground forces as you can?â€
“That’s all? Just these clowns? What a waste of my talents - â€
“The only talent you should be concerned about is serving me. That is, if you still want that new body.â€
The pirates snickered to themselves at Ixion being pout in his place. It was the only satisfaction they were allotted.
“Of course of course. Forgive me, great one†said Ixion with extra flattery. Mohini and the YakkaJins of course knew the reason for Ravana’s reluctance for open combat. GaraYakka and HiriYakka had been clever in recruiting Kumbhakarna to their cause. With Ravana’s sole remaining kin on their side, the demon king was compromised.
“What should I do with the army?â€
“I will find a use for them. You just carry out your orders.â€

Ixion bowed and hastily escorted the Horu out. Ravana turned to Mohini.
“You know what to do.â€
Mohini bowed her head and began to bring the nine YakkaJins along when Ravana stopped her.
“They stay.â€
The nine looked from Mohini to Ravana and back again.
“You want me to go alone?†asked Mohini.
“Are you incapable?â€
Mohini quickly shook her head, but inside she wondered whether this was really Ravana’s way of disposing of her. The YakkaJins allowed her to pass, and then looked back at Ravana, their mistress’s suspicion alive in their minds as well. Ravana did not look back, but only stared ahead…

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Over the days since Ban's death, Mahasona and BalYakka had been going along the MahaWaliGanga, rampaging between Issachar, Zebulun and Asher. Now, he had made it to the floodplains of the southwestern tip of Asher, a few miles from the Bay of Canaan. Wherever he passed, the demon had cast a shadow of terror on those he encountered. The only thing on his mind after his victorious duel with Ban was the saint Gotembara. Of how he betrayed him so long ago. And how he would soon feel his blade run him through in an act of retribution.

But Ban’s soul had not been destroyed. In the battle in Issachar, his soul had somehow gotten transferred into the red Rathnaya itself. Ban found himself hurling it what looked like the universe in miniature. He had flown around the red star Gindhara, parent to his jewel and of Makara. He flew between great pillars of fire that swirled like cyclones, and chased streams of flaming meteors. All the things he had grappled to understand now all of a sudden became as clear as day.

Additionally, he had somehow gained a mental connection to Mahasona. Ban perused his deepest and darkest memories like a collection of old movies: A time beyond time, a young knight named Jayasena, celestial Muses of the female persuasion, a glorious kingdom. Peace. Gotembara and the rest of the Giants…

Then a time of war. Destruction. Chaos. Bloodshed. A final vision of a clash between the friends turned enemies. Ban found himself in Jayasena's body, as if he was the warrior himself. He was mortally wounded, and lay on the battlefield near death. Shouts. Gotembara victorious. Dust, rain, then blackness.....

Blackness, followed by fires, ice and lava flows. The labyrinths of Apaya. Jayasena alive, but not alive. A grotesque demon. Encroaches onto Ravana’s domain..... becomes his servant in his path to vengeance... killing of innocents, glory, power..... His tragic past eventually forgotten, but still somehow a torment on his mind. He continually has visions of a Giant who deserts him, and Ahasa destroying him as he yells out for justice. A hell of his own mind....

Ban saw these images over and over. And he started to feel pity for his rival. His urge to destroy this menace had all but dissolved. But he was witness to Mahasona's current path of destruction, and he knew not the proper course of action...

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The army of Canaanites made their way to Simeon. Amidst them lay the ruins of settlements, grasslands, woods, and much more. GaraYakka and HiriYakka, with their allies, had all but devastated the realm. The army arrived finally at the capital, or what was left of it. Without any warning, the city was laid siege. The soldiers flooded out from seemingly nowhere and began attacking all demons in their wake. From miles around, flashes of light and great fires could be seen as this great battle began.

The Judges came galloping in, leading yet more soldiers into the fray. A horde of fresh demons, once the shock of ambush had worn off, came in to counter the heroes. GaraYakka and HiriYakka watched the developments from a hidden location.
“This is a problem†said HiriYakka.
“I'll look into it†said GaraYakka.
He disappeared and then reappeared in front of Sako.
“You seem lost, little girl.â€
“Not as lost as you're going to be!†shouted a voice from behind. Sarindhu came into view, leading a rag-tag army of farmers and woodsman. In the distance, the Gingamora was slowly making its way to the battle. Sarindhu’s heart fell slightly. With Ixion as their commander, there was no telling what fate might befall his comrades.
“I want to make you lost, forever†Sarindhu spoke again. He joined Sako and attacked the monster before them…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Mechanical Storm’ from Kousoku Sentai Turboranger)​

Mahasona rode BalYakka through the flood plains and herded a group of people from one of the nearby towns. He addressed them fiercely.
“Where is Gotembara?!â€
The people cowered and responded their ignorance. Some tried to fight back against the knight, but were quickly slain or beaten down. Mahasona used the red Rathnaya, which now lay attached to his sword, to create a fence of fire to surround the town. Then he issued a decree.
“GOTEMBARA! COME OUT AND FACE YOUR RETRIBUTION! OR YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS SHALL SUFFER MORE BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS!â€

Time passes by, and no reply came.
“It seems they need more motivation.â€
He raises his sword in the air. Using his power he forced the Rathnaya to glow and send a beacon skyward. Makara descended from the heavens, but with Mahasona’s power poisoning the jewel the great beast had become corrupted. His body was now a black-red camouflage color, and his eyes jet black. Unwillingly, Makara roared loudly and began flying around the floodplains, causing destruction everywhere…

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Far away from the city, Gotembara sailed down the river. He turned back to see the courageous front being put by the righteous and rejoiced within his heart, but then felt disheartened again. Mahasona was still waiting for him. It was now or never to settle the old score.

He had done his best to keep the faith, having nothing else to do. He wanted to bring hope to the people of Simeon in their enslavement. Some had taken heart. Others had turned away. But in keeping hope alive, he had rekindled it in his own heart. And he knew this was the final test. He must face his past. He must make amends in any way he could.

He continued on his way…

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Siddhartha hurriedly appeared before Mahasona with his staff in hand. The water of the flooded fields splashed about where he stood.
“Enough. Harm these people no more.â€
“Where is Gotembara?!†demanded the demon.
“I know not.â€
“Then begone with you, lest I spill blood on this ground!â€

He fired a blast of red energy from his sword at the prophet. Siddhartha remained motionless. Just as it seemed he would be struck down, a wall of golden energy appeared and deflected the attack into the ground. Dust, water and sparks flew up, and when everything settled, Obelisk stood beside Siddhartha.
“You†said Mahasona in recognition of the man. “So you’re still alive.â€
Obelisk smirked and took a couple of steps forward. There was silence for a moment,
then he looked up at Mahasona and grinned, green eyes flashing golden for a moment.
“I think you should do what the man says. You’re not going to like what I want to do to you.â€
Makara suddenly landed in front of Obelisk and snapped his fanged mouth.
“Fight him, if you can†said the demon. “I don’t think his previous partner would appreciate him getting killed by one of his own.â€
He then sent a burst of fire toward the enclosed town, immediately setting it ablaze.
“This is madness, Mahasona†said Siddhartha, doing his best to maintain his composure. “Why involve innocents in this?â€
“Fool! There are no innocents in war. I did not deserve the fate heaven left me to. I am the product of your sins! And all the deaths you've witnessed are on your hands.â€

Siddhartha said nothing, but watched the blazing town and heard the screams of the people inside.
“You involved the so-called innocent by letting even the lowliest of men to inherit the Judges’ legacy. You are just reaping what you sowed.â€
Obelisk snorted and quickly transformed into his armor in a blazing solar-like flash. KameKoora appeared in his hand.
“Ban may not like it if his pet gets trashed...but he'll accept it if it means that you get your comeuppance. And if he doesn't like it...too bad.â€
A single vibration passed through the Sceptor. Behind his helmet, Obelisk’s smirk returned as he glanced over his shoulder at Siddhartha.
“Help those people. I'll handle this mongrel.â€
A thin beam of golden energy shot out of the top of the scepter, punching a hole in the clouds and letting rays of long-missed sunlight pour down. A faint whistling sound started as the massive MIM plummeted toward the earth, on a direct collision course with Makara below. Makara shot a powered-up blast of fire and flew up in the air, striking the beast with his tail.

MIM was able to detect the incoming attack and react accordingly. Rockets on its right side fired, allowing it to narrowly avoid the burst of fire. The tail strike connected, but had little effect on the massive tortoise. Retro-rockets fired after a few moments, allowing MIM to stabilize and land safely. It then proceeded to take aim and fire on the dragon…

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Ixion looked down at the army of Canaanites, and then found Sarindhu fighting HiriYakka with that Naphtalite girl. “You all keep blasting these demons. I have some business on the ground.â€
Ixion appeared before the three combatants.
“Ixion!†exclaimed Sarindhu.
“…DEATH TO THE TRANSGRESSORS!â€
Ixion ran the Devil card through his belt and swung his scythe at Sarindhu's chest. With the two of them locked in their own duel, Sako was left to face HiriYakka alone.
“Come on!†she taunted. HiriYakka gladly accepted the challenge.

Ikeia, performing a spinning maneuver, suddenly flew into HiriYakka with both his arms outstretched, both of them holding a sword as they ram into the demon. HiriYakka was knocked away, but quickly recovered to slash Ikeia with his large claws. Backing him up, Sako struck from behind with KazePihiya and a back spin kick…

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Obelisk looked toward Mahasona and raised his left hand, curling the fingers inward. Mahasona started to advance, but was suddenly rooted to the ground. The red Rathnaya encrusted onto his sword pulsed rapidly, connecting to his mind, urging him to stop.
“What is this......â€
“What’s what? Stop talking to yourself and fight, you damned freak!â€
Obelisk paused with annoyance upon seeing Siddhartha watching him. “And damn it prophet, I gave you an order! Holy man or not, I'll still whip you if anyone dies!â€
Siddhartha suddenly glared at Obelisk with a fierce anger. This display of disrespect had now prompted him to in turn reveal his thoughts on the young Issachite that he had bottled up inside.

“You dare talk to me in that tongue, fool mortal? You who have been safe atop that Mountain by the grace of your peers? You whom I risked death to save from your captors and restore your Tribe? You would dare use the power you’ve been blessed with against me? I had hoped you would hearken a new age for this world, but I have observed you since we left Levi and I don’t like what I see. Never again talk in that tongue, lest I slay your ungrateful hide myself.

As for you, Mahasona: I may have erred, but it shall not manifest itself as a world of darkness.â€

*Chelonger theme plays*
(‘Fencer of Gold’ from Ougon Senshi Garo)​

With that he ran toward the town. Obelisk chuckled low in his throat. So many thoughts passed through his mind as the prophet spoke, but he knew that saying them would be pointless...even if they were likely to put him in his place. So he stayed silent, up until the point Mahasona renewed his attack. Obelisk used KameKoora in a manner similar to a bo staff, deflecting slashes and gradually being forced to backpedal.
“What you and Siddhartha fail to understand is that this was all quite easy to avoid. Not for you, of course...you're little more than a pawn in all of this. But the Rathnayas allowed themselves to be taken by the wrong men.â€
Obelisk continued to parry and retreat, finally finding an opening. He deflected a slash to the side with his scepter and turned his body to the left, extending his right leg toward Mahasona's chest in a hard sidekick. Mahasona knocked the kick away and stabbed again.

Obelisk swung his body around and sped up his rotation, spinning just barely out of range of the demon’s stab. He landed in a half crouch and jumped back, landing solidly and taking a defensive stance. The sound of flapping wings rang in his ears, and Obelisk glanced up in time to see Makara approaching. Its gaping maw began to glow, indicating an upcoming rain of fire. But his defense was assured as the MIM sent a beam of solar energy to intercept the fire. The attacks combined and imploded, creating a dazzling corona of light like a miniature supernova. BalYakka appeared through the light in giant form and kicked MIM in the head, did an about turn and fired a blast of energy.

Defensive stance stabilized, he waited for Mahasona to attack again…

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Sarindhu knocked Ixion back toward a wall with a strong blow. Ixion ran the length of the wall and settled to the ground with ease.
“I thought you and Cheiron were friends†he spat. “Now you have thrown out any chance of him being spared.â€
“You can’t kill him until you get that new body. And that’s not going to happen!â€
“Oh no?â€

Ixion brought out two cards: Card XVI: The Tower, and Card XII: The Hanged Man. Ixion first ran Card XVI.
“TOWER!â€
Ixion shot out a dark energy net that bound Sarindhu. He next ran Card XII.
“HANGED MAN!â€
Time slowed down. Ixion swooped overhead and swung his scythe down on Sarindhu from above. Sarindhu was cut down vertically and fell away in a heap…

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Siddhartha penetrated the burning town. Raising his staff, he murmured an incantation. Soon, a cloud appeared and released a deluge of rain to put out the fires. A voice was heard in the prophet's ears alone. He nodded in reply before the cloud disappeared…

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Mahasona twirled his sword about before firing a large red-black burst of energy at Obelisk. However, the blast was absorbed by Alpha, who has jumped in the way. The alien’s lance glowed dimly with the intaken power. He then tackled Mahasona and drove him away from the Judge. Obelisk grimaced as he saw BalYakka engage MIM. The arrival of Alpha was timely and quite welcomed, but now he was torn. Help Alpha, or save his TharaJuu? Hesitation gripped him for a few seconds before a thought struck him. The head of KameKoora was raised to his chest, and a golden glow surrounded him. After a moment, he thrust his weapon outward. A beam of golden flame-like energy shot from the scepter and connected to Alpha's back.
“Shimron’s power I give to you. Use it well.â€

A pang of pain shot through his body for a moment. Ignoring it, he shot inside MIM. Taking manual control, he armed the weapons and focused on Makara and BalYakka. Turrets and cannons emerged from all over the palace perched atop the tortoise, swiveling to target the two enemies. The beast let out a roar as it fired its weaponry at the legs of its opponents in an attempt to disable them.

Mahasona blocked and struck Alpha without falter, but continued to feel a force tugging at him. A small voice was echoing in his head, urging him to stop…

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As Sako attacked, Ikeia powered up his swords, sending two crescent blades of energy at HiriYakka as he neared the demon once more. HiriYakka was struck by both attacks, landing somewhere nearby. Comic now charged in, swinging UshiMitiya down on the demon. Pack fired several shots from HebiKalla, sending him further back. Finally, Kiliana, Kira and Israfil appeared on scene and performed their finishers. HiriYakka landed in the middle of the battlefield, sparking and steaming. As the battle raged on around them, he roared loudly and fiercely at his enemies, bearing his fangs and unfurling his claws
“You......â€
He gathered his power to perform a massive counterattack, but was interrupted as the Gingamora came over them.
“Fire!†commanded Goushou from within.
HiriYakka yelled out in surprise and anger as he was hit dead on by one supercharged shot from the pirate ship’s turret. His body vaporized, and the impact caused a great explosion to fly out everywhere, irradiating the city. When it dissipated, a great crater could be seen where HiriYakka was once standing, with a white ring covering the surrounding architecture.

Surprised, Ikeia shielded himself from the light of the explosion, and then looked in awe at the result.
“Woah...â€
“That was unexpected†muttered Sako. Israfil looked up at the Gingamora and gave a slight nod to his old caretakers. A satisfied laugh suddenly interrupted the reverie.

*Mohini’s theme plays*
(‘Bara no Okite’ from Kamen Rider Kuuga)​

Out of the smoke stepped Mohini.
“So falls the mighty HiriYakka. I’m sure he would have liked a more fitting end… but that must be reserved for the worthy, I’m afraid.â€
“Like you?†asked Kiliana. The demoness narrowed her eyes dangerously as she glared at her. Ikeia came beside her.
“Shall you take your revenge on me, children?â€
Ikeia looked to Kiliana, and then back to Mohini. “I’d like nothing more.â€

The two Judges stepped forward to meet their rival. After staring each other down, the three launched themselves into a fierce duel. Before the other Judges could become idle, Maha Swarna Karkatahaya suddenly appeared. The crab quickly wiped out a whole section of the city with an energy blast from his mechanical claw. GaraYakka stood on the monster’s head, his laughter echoing everywhere.
“Gloat while you can, Mohini! So long as his brother sides with me, Ravana is but a paper tiger. As for you, Judges, your end is about to come!â€
MSK fired his cannon again, sending the Judges and other soldiers flying in all directions…

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Makara and BalYakka crash down. Makara roared and flew back upward like a missile, and the came down in a barrel role toward MIM, body ablaze. Obelisk let out a shout of frustration as the blazing dragon slammed into the castle, sending it teetering precariously to one side. A view outside gave him an idea, and he went with it. As he stabilized MIM, one of the main cannons turned and aimed at Mahasona. When Alpha was forced back and out of the shot, the cannon was fired. A burst of photon energy rocketed through the air toward the demon as Obelisk turned his attention back to his own battle.
“Hmm...let's try this.â€

Switches were flipped and buttons were pressed, and soon an impressive transformation took place. The castle on the tortoise's back shifted and condensed, it's form changing into a massive energy cannon. Solar panels on top of the weapon gathered energy, and after a few seconds, the beast shifted to one side so that both enemies were in his sights. Energy gathered at the mouth of the cannon, bulged slightly, and fired. It rocketed forward at a blistering pace, its trajectory slightly upward so that in the event both dodged, the attack would travel upward into space and cause no damage to the planet.

Mahasona was blasted away and crash-landed on the ground. BalYakka was sent flying as well, but Makara only stumbled about on his feet. As Obelisk watched, he thought he saw Mahasona’s hold on the TharaJuu weakening as a result of the attack. MIM shifted his weight, the cannon on his back transforming back into a castle. The legs and head retreated back inside and the castle it launched itself far into the air. It flew a good ways, descending rapidly in an attempt to crush the other two...

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Sarindhu cut himself free from Ixion’s net, barely in time to block the shade’s wrathful blows.
“Why don’t you just die?!â€
Sarindhu caught Ixion’s scythe with his sword.
“I could ask you the same thing.â€
He fired his blaster at Ixion’s stomach. Ixion leapt back, stabbed his scythe shaft in the ground and kicked Sarindhu with both legs. Blades clashed again. Sarindhu had his eye on Ixion’s belt. All he needed to do was destroy it. He just needed the right opening…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Kuroi Hikken (1)’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Finally ready to face his past and deal with it head on, Gotembara appeared on the battlefield.
“Jayasena! If you wish to fight me, then we will fight. But first we talk! There are things you need to know.â€
Mahasona turned to face his enemy. “I have no interest in meaningless excuses.â€
Gotembara sensed something in or around the former Giant. He noted the red Rathnaya reacting strangely on Mahasona’s sword.
“Jayasena†he began. “Long ago we ten made a vow to stand by each other. Because of our weakness… my weakness… we were unable to do that. But I must not be weak now. I must fight like we did then... like you did then! I can still bring you back.â€
“There is no going back†Mahasona growled. He pointed his sword at the saint. “We can only finish what was started.â€
Gotembara unsheathed and held out dual swords. A look of sad resoluteness etched his face.
“Then let us finish. And when we do, I will destroy what you have become. I swear to you now, you will not bring me down!â€
“Come then, and let us see!â€
Gotembara rushed at Mahasona, hitting him with savage blows. Mahasona blocked and shoved him away, and then delivered a charged slash from his sword across Gotembara's torso. Gotembara took the hit, but in turn delivered a cross-slash with both swords. Mahasona jumped up before Gotembara and kicked away the swords, before kicking off from a lone tree and slashed across the saint's shoulders…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Moukou! Ryuu No Meiou’ from Kyukyu Sentai GoGoV)​

The TharaJuus tried to shield the people from MSK’s shots. Sako watched as all those innocent lives get taken away.
“No!â€
Muwa shot a laser beam at MSK before she went down. MSK continued moving in spite of the attack and kicked Muwa away as he went. Thalmaha harpooned her tail into the beast and fired a thunder attack, but it too got torn off and flung away. Singhaya stepped forward and caused the ground to rumble under MSK, toppling him over into a building and leaving him open to attack. Rajaliya wasted no time opening fire with his shoulder cannons as he flew past.

MSK sparked as he was hit. But suddenly, an invisible string grabbed Rajaliya and threw the beast into Haraka. MSK got up and towered over the city again.
“The game is over†whispered GaraYakka. MSK fired another volley of energy blasts. Israfil was thrown back through a stone wall. He got back up, surrounded by small fires.
“Hey… shouldn’t one of those gods appear right about now?†he asked Pack.
Upon hearing him, Thalmaha, Rajaliya, Haraka and Ukussa combined into Urmya. The goddess beamed inside Comic and Kira and rammed into MSK. The crab staggered back, but fired another round of shots. Muwa, Singhaya and Sarpiya meanwhile stood their ground against a flock of Ulama reinforcements…

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BalYakka and Makara swiftly moved away from MIM and attacked from the front and back. Obelisk cursed loudly as he was rocked by the attacks, sparks flying everywhere. He diverted some of the power obtained via the solar panels to heal and repair the massive beast. MIM’s head and legs remerged and he opened his mouth wide. A golden ball of light rested upon the tongue and shot out immediately in a powerful beam of plasmatic solar energy. Makara was hit head on and sparked heavily on the chest. The dragon shrieked and collapsed on the ground, spitting and shooting fire from his nose and mouth. Obelisk let out a brief shout of triumph, the thrill of battle giving him a high of sorts. He exited the MIM and jumped onto Makara's head, narrowly avoiding the flames. KameKoora glowed with a benevolent golden light as he twirled the weapon and slammed it down onto the dragon's head, right between the eyes.
“Heel, boy.â€
His jewel was connected to all of the others. Thus he began to continue purging Makara of Mahasona's influence…

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Mohini kicked aside Ikeia, came behind Kiliana and slashed her across the back with her thin blade. “Careful now. Or you'll end up like your red friend!â€
Laughing cruelly, she proceeded to slash Ikeia before coming to Kiliana again.
Kiliana fumed and got up, holding her shield tighter, and gave Mohini a vicious glare.
“Have you been crying, child? Is all of this too much?†Mohini taunted further, noticing her eyes behind her helmet. Kiliana charged at Mohini, their weapons meeting as they wrestled to push each other away.

Mohini held her ground. She shoved back Kiliana and slammed her blade toward her. Kiliana fended the blows off with her shield, but the force eventually made her fall to one knee. Mohini took advantage by knocking the shield away and ramming her blade into her. Ikeia yelled out in anger just as Kiliana cried in pain. He threw KirinRauma as a distraction and then tackled the demoness to the ground…

Urmya marched through the explosions and jumped up into the air to deliver a flying kick to MSK. MSK was knocked down, but his claw swung up and slammed into her body…

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Gotembara managed to keep hold of one sword. With his other gone, he called on his shield, bringing it up to meet Mahasona's blow. He pushed it off, and then stabbed at the midsection, aiming for a gap in his armor. The blade struck, and he flipped down on his back. Ignoring the wound, Mahasona quickly did a leg sweep against the saint and swung down his sword like an ax on his neck. Gotembara just managed to catch the blow with his sword and parry. He slammed his shield into Mahasona, and then swung down to slash his chest.

As he splashed over flooded ground, Mahasona gripped his sword with two hands. The red Rathnaya on the blade now reacted more violently, its energies pulsing through the weapon. However he ignored it and, yelling out, slashed vertically down Gotembara's front, his sword literally burning with power…

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Yoroi came flying in, piloting his ship through the Ulama squadron. Giving aid to the TharaJuus, he opened fire and deftly avoided the devil birds’ attacks. He eventually found himself face-to-face with the Gingamora. Garasu squawked quietly. Yoroi looked at the ship for a moment and then opened fire. The Gingamora was rocked by the unexpected assault.
“Well†said Yuuto. “There’s one thing we can take from this. Bring him down.â€
He and Bokon swung the smaller turrets around and fired back on Yoroi’s ship…

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Makara began to calm down as Obelisk's work had its effect. Obelisk grinned widely within his helmet as he felt the balance of energy within the dragon shifting from dark to light. Deciding to finish the process as quickly as possible, he concentrated and let out a shout. The few remaining clouds in the sky floated away as everything seemed to darken toward night. The sunlight shone down onto the TharaJuus, and even bathed Alpha and BalYakka in its luminescence.
“Repent!â€
MIM and Obelisk were immune to the effects of the technique...but anyone else, any other sentient being would feel the urge to accept the light…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Yuuhi wo akakusome, Sa Kauler wa tatsu!’ from Chousinsei Flashman)​

Sarindhu was thrown into the air and landed hard on the ground. Ixion was beginning to wear him down. He held himself as Ixion summoned Chariot and barreled toward him in a attempt to run him over. Thinking quickly, Sarindhu fired his gun in rapid succession. His shots all missed Ixion and instead hit the bike itself, particularly the engine.
“Ha, missed!†laughed Ixion. “Is that - â€
He was thrown forward as Chariot exploded beneath him. Ixion howled as he crashed and rolled on the ground. Seizing his chance, Sarindhu ran forward and shot Ixion’s belt and cards until they were a smoldering ruin.
“NO!!â€
Ixion tore off his destroyed belt and clutched it in his hand, unwilling to believe he had just been bested.
“Looks like you’re out of luck†said Sarindhu.
Ixion roared and charged toward Sarindhu in a blind rage. But already he was beginning to fade. Sarindhu watched as he slowly left Cheiron’s body. One final splutter and the shade was gone, leaving Cheiron’s body to collapse on the ground. Sarindhu rushed toward him and saw to his relief that he was still breathing. He forgot the battle still being waged around him, and watched over his friend…

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Ban’s soul felt the light that was coming from Obelisk. Right now he felt quite close to Mahasona. And he knew he could talk directly to him, could have some measure of control over his actions. He decided to try to throw Mahasona’s sword to the side.
“Mahasona. I ask you to stop this now. You are better than this, I have seen it. STOP!!!â€
Ban's power stopped Mahasona's slash before it could hit Gotembara. The demon tried in vain to release his arm from this mysterious grip. Finally the sword flashed with red-hot energy and fell to the ground. Steam came out of the water around where it lay.
“Why?!!†Mahasona yelled. “How are you doing this?! I slew you!â€

Ban could feel himself growing stronger. He could feel energy burning, all the power of fire running through his essence, wherever he was. Although Koragg had just grown distant, as if his essence had somehow got separated from him. The light was tugging at him, and he could hear Makara calling to him. Meanwhile Makara was reveling in the light. The black color on his body retreated further and further, eventually disappearing entirely.

Gotembara picked up the burning sword, and being a saint it didn't burn at all. Sensing Ban growing stronger inside, he decided to help, summoning a great deal of his own power with a succession of incantations, focusing the power into the sword. He hoped Ban could use the power to help break free, knowing full well the penalty of forcing the soul of the Judge back into the mortal realm. But even so, perhaps they could both deal with Jayasena together…

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Kiliana shot bolts of lightning at Mohini and then charged forward. Ikeia joined her, levitating himself and using gravity to hurl himself ahead. The demoness fired more sharp grains from her body at the two Judges. She raised her blade high up in the air and charged it up. She swung it down in a vertical slash, sending a wave of sharp energy to the two.

MSK got back on his feet and unleashed another volley of artillery on Urmya. Staggering forward, she grabbed her club and slammed it into MSK’s shell, managing to crack it. Sparks and steam flew as the great beast was injured. MSK turned and clamped down hard on Urmya's right arm. Urmya dropped the club in pain and began beating on MSK with her other arm. When this failed to do much, the goddess brought out her sword and stabbed into the break in the crab’s shell. MSK tore himself away, only to be attacked again by the three other TharaJuus. The beast fended them off and then focused all his power to his cannon claw. The ground beneath him cracked from the strain. Finally a deluge of artillery was fired in all directions…

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As Gotembara did his work, Mahasona began to feel power draining from him. The wound inflicted upon his stomach by Gotembara unleashed a flow of blood. His armor started to decay and crack. Memories flashed in his mind in rapid succession.
“What.....â€
Ban realized that he was rising. Up he rose, and he started to feel again. The red jewel broke free from Koragg's sword, and started to spew out energy, at the same rate as Mahasona's energy was rushing out. That energy, helped by Gotembara's power began to form familiar shapes. Arms, legs, a body. Ban could feel himself filling out, becoming whole again…

And then there he was. Standing in front of Mahasona was the Judge of Simeon in his suit.

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But unlike before, much of the armor was gone. The suit was more flesh-like, less refined, almost like a new skin just after a molt. He looked up at the sky, took his first breath in ages, and shot a glance at Makara, who roared in elation at his partner’s sudden return. The red Rathnaya hovered above, but for some reason did not come back to its partner. Amazed at Ban's return, Alpha made his way onto the flood plain. He was still standing a bit away from the others, but he could now be seen. The rain didn't bother him, instead it almost seemed refreshing. He said nothing, but simply watched the four players.
“How?!†spluttered Mahasona. “This isn’t possible.â€
Ban looked down at his body in confusion. “What’s going on here?â€
“I’ll tell you later. Right now we have more pressing concerns†said Gotembara. He and Ban turned to Mahasona, who seemed to be having trouble.
“I know you now†said Ban. “And I pity you. Accept this light. Let it free you. It's not too late, Jayasena.â€

Before them now stood a withered, battered and beaten demon. A warrior who had in his prime been a legend. Mahasona's mangled armor was now a burnt blend of colors, with shards falling off to the ground. His ursine face looked aged. Steam rose off his body as he fell to one knee. The scene around him vanished before his eyes. He was upon a green hill, under a bright sun. Flowers blooming, laughter, happiness.... love..... friends....

One friend......

Gotembara appeared in the vision. Proud young knight of the days when the world was young. His friend, his ally..... how did it come to this?

The present day returned to view. Rain had started to fall heavily on the battleground. Mahasona looks up to Gotembara, his friend turned foe, then to Ban, his one rival in this bloody war. The demon saw that the end was near, and he could do nothing about it. But he could decide his manner of going. He points a withered finger to Gotembara and spoke with a flair of bitterness.
“Are you satisfied, old friend?â€
Gotembara’s eyes watered, and a lone tear rolled down his cheek. His voice cracked as he spoke. “I can never be happy with this...†Time was short. He had to tell Jayasena now, or it might be too late.
“Long ago, I defeated you†he said, straining to keep from breaking down. “But the sin was on me as well. We were both full of pride and folly. What I ask from you now, Jayasena, I don't expect you to give. Forgive me, friend.â€
Gotembara was silent, unable to say anymore. He merely waited for Mahasona to speak.

Obelisk suddenly leaped down to the ground and landed a few feet away from Alpha, removing his armor in a muted flare of golden light.
“What are they waiting for? End this.â€
It seemed callous and even downright cruel, but Obelisk had no sympathy for a demon such as him, no matter his tale. Siddhartha also stood in the background, watching and waiting.

BalYakka suddenly reappeared and began his fight anew with MIM. Now joined by Makara, the two celestial beasts continued their clash with Mahasona’s loyal steed…

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Mohini levitated Kiliana and dashed her on the ground like someone beating a cloth over a rock. Ikeia flew forward and slashed the demoness repeatedly with his twin swords. Mohini tumbled over. As she did so, the two Judges noticed Kiliana’s stolen necklace with the emblem of Benjamin hang off her neck. Seeing this motivated Kiliana even more, and she continued her fight in earnest.

Ikeia stabbed Mohini, making the demoness shriek in rage. Tearing the blades from her, she assaulted Ikeia like a wild animal, her former grace all but gone…

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A sword was suddenly pointed toward Ban, as Mahasona staggered to his feet.
“It's not too late. I have seen the real you. Come back to the light.â€
“That ship has long since sailed. There is no going back.â€

*Mahasona’s theme plays*
(‘Eternity Blood’ from Kamen Rider Kiva)​

Mahasona stepped forward. The sun began to set over the horizon.
“Just as the sun goes down, so do I. But before I go I shall end the duel that was started a lifetime ago. Come and fight, Judge of Simeon! Join in this battle!â€
With a heavy heart, Ban realized this was the only way now. He drew RyuKaduwa, and charged back at Mahasona

More memories flashed: of treasure swords and bows of yew; of celestial warriors giving praise to heaven; the innocence of Men. A sword was not a tool for Jayasena, it was as part of his body as was his hand. Now, in these final moments, he felt renewed strength. This traveler from the stars was skilled, there was no doubt of that anymore. And he had grown in his time here. When they had first crossed paths, he had derided this young man for his arrogance and lack of honorable skill. But now the demon felt satisfaction that his last rival would be this Judge of Simeon. He blocked Ban's blade and slashes across his side with a yell of exhilaration…

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BalYakka blocked Makara's swinging tail with his knee. He jumped up and kicked the dragon in the chest before firing more energy blasts at MIM with a howl.

Mahasona sliced across Ban's side with unexpected vigor. Ban could sense the demon was enjoying this. Sparks flew off him but he ignored it for now. With much less armor than he was used to, he could feel the impact of blows far more now. He turned and brought his sword up, slicing up Mahasona's back, before readying himself for the next charge. Sparks flew off Mahasona's back, but he quickly does an about turn and stabbed toward Ban's chest.
“Where is your passion? Fight with all your feeling! Do not hold back!â€

Ban roared with a mixture of sadness and adrenaline, igniting a flame all round him. The flame spread to his sword and he blasted past Mahasona, delivering an almighty flaming power slash across his middle. Mahasona countered by charging up his own blade. He swung down to block Ban. The resulting impact shot out a great flash of energy…

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Obelisk watched the battle between the three titans. He then turned to Alpha.
“Didn’t I just give you some of my power? Why don’t we use it and get rid of that mutt?â€
Alpha nodded. Together they jumped up to the TharaJuus, Obelisk on MIM and Alpha on Makara. Alpha gathered his new energies to his center and unleashes them with a thrust of his hand. His lance was upgraded so that the blades became larger and more extended. Small golden-yellow streaks ran behind his eyes. Obelisk smiled and carged up KameKoora with his Jewel Brace. Alpha yelled out and twirled the lance so that flames danced around in spirals. Makara flew toward BalYakka. Standing on his head, Alpha projected a giant-sized doppelganger of himself. This doppelganger parried a strike from BalYakka, spun around once, and stabbed deeply into the demon's torso. Fire, sparks and steam fly out as this scene was silhouetted by the sunset. Makara’s fire added to the energy streaming from Alpha’s person. Obelisk positioned his scepter in front of him. Like Alpha he created a ghostly giant doppelganger and leapt off MIM’s head. Spinning the scepter around, he stabbed it through BalYakka’s chest. The combined assault overwhelmed the canine YakkaJuu. He disengaged from them, stumbled once, and cried out one last time to his master before going down in a great explosion. BalYakka’s spirit, instead of flying upward and disappearing, shot toward Mahasona and seemed to enter his body, giving him a slight boost in power in his final act…

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Ban was blown backwards by the combined flash of energy. Mahasona held his sword out in front of him and ran toward Ban, swinging down hard as he got close enough. Ban just about managed to get his sword up to block Mahasona's, the force of which nearly knocked it out of his hands. The two swordsmen stayed in that position for a moment, and then Ban moved to the side, slicing clean across the demon’s body.

Sparks and blood flew off Mahasona. His sword clattered to the ground and he himself collapsed on his knees and flipped on his back. He gazed up into the sky. The sun has nearly set completely. Mahasona beckoned Ban and Gotembara to come close to him.

*BGM plays*
(‘Shukumei Wo Koete (2)’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Ban knelt down next to Mahasona, sword sheathed, helmet off and in his hands. His heart fell, knowing what Mahasona once was, what he could have been, had he been able to save him.
“Shed no tears for me†said his rival. “But rejoice that I meet my end by the end of an honored blade such as yours. You have granted my one wish, and for that I thank you.â€
Mahasona’s armor began to disintegrate. He then turned to Gotembara.
“Do you remember the golden days, friend? When we and the world were young? The ten of us together…. I miss those times so.â€
“Yes, machan†replied Gotembara. Inside, he felt turmoil. “I remember those days well. I still long for them, even being what I am. Rest now, Jayasena. Rest now, and see those days again, if only in dreams...â€
Mahasona gave the faintest of nods to Gotembara.
“Better days can still come. But you must vanquish Ravana. Bring peace to this world, and you will see your dream become reality again…â€
With that, Mahasona's hand dropped to the ground. His armor shattered completely to reveal the hideous being. Slowly Mahasona, Jayasena, began to rapidly decompose until his body became a pile of ash.

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Siddhartha walked up to Ban and Gotembara, using his staff in a cane-fashion. Obelisk and Alpha followed behind.
“Farewell, Jayasena†said Gotembara quietly. The feeling of sorrow he had felt before began to lessen ever so slightly. They had made their peace. And now, like Jayasena had urged, he, Gotembara would rally the Judges and people of this world against their common enemy and defeat them for good.
“There is a battle in Simeon. The other Judges could use a morale booster right about now. Let’s go give them that.â€
“Right†said Ban. “But first… tell me why I am this way†he glanced down at his scantily-armored body.
“When Mahasona killed you, your soul was transferred into the Rathnaya itself†explained Gotembara. “I myself did not realize this until now, when I saw the jewel react so intensely to him attacking us. So I used my power to bring you back to life. Unfortunately, this severed your connection to the jewel.â€
“So how can I wear the suit?â€
“You are using only a residue of the jewel’s power. That is why you are in this incomplete form. As you are, your power is considerably lessened. Eventually you will lose the power all together.â€
“That’s not good…â€
“Fear not.†Gotembara placed a reassuring hand on Ban’s shoulder. “You all have trained your bodies and your spirits. With faith and discipline you can maintain your hold on your power. And you will need your power more than ever now.â€
Ban nodded.
“Now come, let us go to your comrades.â€

Obelisk consented impatiently. “I thought we never would…â€
He and Alpha returned to MIM. The red Rathnaya led the way, shooting toward Simeon like a small red comet. Ban quietly got up. He took his eyes away from the spot where Mahasona breathed his last. Without saying a word, he puts his helmet back on, and boarded Makara, who growled quietly, acknowledging the passing of the warrior. Ban took a deep breath, puts his best battle face on, and blasted off in the direction of Simeon.

In the ground where Mahasona had lain, Gotembara stabbed his fallen sword. Alone in the plain it stood as a tribute to one of the Ten…

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Urmya used her shield to protect from the blasts. MSK roared and brought a claw crashing down on her. Urmya blocked, and MSK shoved her away and fired his cannon at point-blank range. Urmya was thrust backwards, explosions ripping across the body as she fell on the ground in a shower of sparks. As MSK went in for the kill, the crab was stopped by several stray shots from the Gingamora, still locked in its dogfight with Yoroi.

Suddenly all light on the battlefield seemed to vanish for a split-second, and then reappear brighter than ever. Clouds parted and eventually dissipated completely as the Maha Ibba Maligawa descended from above, back to full power after a period of absorbing solar energy and recharging in flight. The great beast landed near MSK and unleashed a blisteringly-loud roar. Obelisk, Chelonger, appeared atop the tortoise’s head, KameKoora in hand.
“Who’s that?†asked a surprised Kira from inside Urmya.
“…The Judge of Issachar†answered Comic in awe.
MIM turned to the fallen Urmya and rejuvenated her with a bath of energy. Fully revived, she shifted forward and sent a powerful right hook at MSK's head. MSK crashed onto his back, and GaraYakka riding atop roared in fury. Without acknowledging his new comrades, Obelisk went back inside where Siddhartha, Alpha and Gotembara stood and started up an arming sequence for some of the MIM’s weaponry.

*Dragonranger theme plays*
(‘Dragonranger Ayawaru’ from Kyoryu Sentai Zyuranger)​

Out of nowhere Makara soared in, closely pursuing the red Rathnaya. If Chelonger’s arrival was an unexpected surprise, what came next was a downright shock. Leaping out onto Makara’s head was none other than…
“BAN!!†cried almost all the Judges in unison. His strange new form was ignored for the moment.
“What?!†fumed GaraYakka.
“GaraYakka! I have returned from the dead. And now I will put you in my place!â€
With that leapt down and landed on MSK, in front of GaraYakka.
“Your reign is ended!â€he yelled, and brandished RyuKaduwa. As MSK continued his fight with Urmya, Ban and GaraYakka commenced a duel atop the monster’s back.

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Upon hearing Ban’s defiant voice, Kiliana and Ikeia looked towards his direction.
“He’s alive!†she cried in ecstasy. She turns back to Mohini
“See that, no way you can destroy us.â€
She and Ikeia continued their attack, now with new vigor. Mohini tried to hold her ground, but was soon forced back on her knees. Kiliana charged up KujiPaliya with her Brace and hurled the shield at Mohini, its circumventing blades slicing through her. Ikeia charged up KirinRauma and, splitting it back into twin swords, slashed the demoness in a X-like fashion. He finished by impaling her with the charged blades.

Mohini’s wail was ear-splitting. Via Ikeia’s power she was levitated over the Gadite. Gripping Ikeia’s hands, she hissed her last words.
“Do not think this absolves you, boy. You still have blood on your hands.â€
“You used me.â€
“And you allowed yourself to be used. You can kill all of us, but you will never be clean.â€
Ikeia snarled and tore the swords out of her body. Mohini managed one last spiteful laugh before she exploded. Ikeia saw Kiliana’s necklace fall toward him, and he caught it in his hand. He looked down at the Benjamite seal for a moment, and then turned to Kiliana standing nearby, clutching her injuries. He slowly came to her and offered the necklace. Kiliana looked in his eyes and then slowly took back her one treasure.
“Thank you.â€

Ikeia nodded. His road would be a long one, but this was at least a start…

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Ban leapt over GaraYakka, slicing across his back as he did so, and landed on Makara’s head.
“Get the others to join us†Obelisk ordered. “I’m setting up the process for the combination.â€
Ban wasn’t sure what that meant, nor did he care for Obelisk’s sudden assertive attitude. Nevertheless, he rallied his friends to come forward.

MSK was weakening. Urmya at last finished off the monster with a finishing shot from her bow. The Judges celebrated as MSK’s shell cracked to pieces and the body fell apart. But then Kumbhakarna appeared on scene. With a swipe from his massive arm, he sent the Gingamora hurling away, its crew hanging on for dear life. Yoroi barely escaped getting similar treatment himself and flew toward the TharaJuus. Kumbhakarna looked down on GaraYakka, who had escaped to the rooftop of a building.
“Finish them!â€
The ever reluctant Rakshasa began gathering up MSK’s shell pieces and arranged them on himself, creating makeshift armor. Roaring loudly, he lashed out against all his enemies. Ushas appeared and together, she and Urmya did their best to waylay this dreaded kin of Ravana. Seeing that the Judges were busy dealing with him to remember GaraYakka, Siddhartha, Alpha and Gotembara descended to the roof and began fending off GaraYakka. The nine stars of Canaan appeared in the sky, as radiant as mini-suns.
“Done!†Obelisk exclaimed. He turned to the two goddesses and the Judges inside.
“Come to me! We’re going to bring them all together!â€
“What does that mean?†asked Sako. She soon got her answer as the goddesses and MIM began to come together in an ultimate formation:

MIM retracted his head and feet into the base of the castle shell, as a set of artillery extended out of it. The castle itself folded into itself in certain areas to create a set of pedestals and sheds. One by one, the other eight TharaJuus took their positions around the castle like gargoyles around a cathedral. Singhaya, Rajaliya and Haraka attached on the lower levels. Thalmaha, Muwa and Sarpiya attached on the middle levels. Makara came to rest in a shed one level just above, his great wings protruding out the sides like little flat roofs. Ukussa landed on the very top, her wings outstretched. This was the TharaJuu Dagoba, the ultimate combination of the nine TharaJuus.

*BGM plays*
(‘Ginga Wo Tsuranuku Densetsu No Yaiba’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

All the Judges appeared together in one giant cockpit.
“The nine of us together at last†said Pack. “And not a moment too soon.â€
“What happened to your armor?†Kira asked Ban.
“I’ll tell you†said Ban, “after we bring this guy down.â€
Obelisk glanced over at Ban and the others. A quiet chuckle escaped him as he turned back to his control panel, which was in the center of all of the others.
“This should do the trick, kids. Course...it's far from the end. But no matter.â€
He pressed a tiny golden button on his control panel, causing the displays to shift around as a gap of sorts appeared. He twirled KameKoora once as similar holes appeared in the control panels of the other Rangers, and then slid it into his gap. Golden energy swirled around the top of the weapon as the castle began to hum faintly.
“Slide in your weapons. We've only got one good blast in this thing, so once you're loaded in, I'll target and take the shot.â€

Everyone followed Obelisk’s example. Meanwhile Kumbahakarna began charging, firing blasts from MSK’s fallen claw as he went. Ban looked back at Obelisk, then glanced round at the others. He wasn't sure he took too kindly to the Judge of Issachar trying to take charge so soon, but he shook the feeling off. Sitting front and center he slid RyuKaduwa into the console. Turning back to Obelisk he said “You want this one, its all yours.â€
“I don't think it's wise doing a one shot right away†said Sako. “Or we might start losing energy if he dodges.â€
Explosions rocketed off the castle walls.
“Do not hesitate! End this now!†commanded Siddhartha, he, Alpha and Gotembara still locked in battle with GaraYakka.
“I say we listen to the prophet†said Ikeia.
Obelisk growled low in annoyance. His hands came up and undid the clasps on his helmet, yanking it off roughly. He stared at Sako sternly, appearing far older than his twenty-five years.
“Look, I've been around the block a time or two, kid. I know how this works. You all have done enough damage by not killing these guys fast enough. Now let’s try to cooperate here and take this demon out.â€
His dark green eyes seemed to tint toward a dark red for just a second before returning to normal. Obelisk turned and walked back to his control panel, securing his helmet back onto his head in a decidedly businesslike manner. Sako crosses her arms, her eyes glaring harshly at Obelisk. “You just came in after we’ve all been fighting for months, and you think you can suddenly take charge?â€
“There’s a reason I have the cape and the castle†said Obelisk. “Now come on!â€

Kumbhakarna snorted at the apparent inaction of the TJD and did another charge.
“We can argue later†Ikeia said to Obelisk and Sako. Sako conceded and took her station. Obelisk tensed and stood deathly still as the explosions sounded outside.
“Fully charged†said Kira.
“Fire!â€
Every beast perched atop the palace opened their mouths and charged up orbs of energy of their respective colors. From the inside of the shell, two tendrils of golden light shot out and ensnared Kumbhakarna, holding him in place. Beams of powerful energy shot toward the enemies from essentially point-blank range. Kumbhakarna skid backwards from this massive assault. The Rakshasa resisted, but was unable to withstand this barrage. He staggered in place, sparking and steaming all over…

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Ravana watched in anguish Kumbhakarna’s last moments.
“Kumbhakarna…â€
As though sensing his elder brother’s grief, Kumbhakarna stared off toward Bahirawakanda, the battle forgotten.
“Forgive me, Aiya…â€
The demon turned to GaraYakka, who was failing against his three opponents. Looking in his eyes, he detected the betrayal and roared in anger. In his final act, Kumbhakarna raised his arm and brought it crashing down on GaraYakka. Seeing no way out from this defeat, GaraYakka did not attempt escape. He was crushed beneath the giant Rakshasa’s arm and disappeared in the rubble as half of the building collapsed to the ground. Alpha, Siddhartha and Gotembara barely escaped going down with it, and watched as Kumbhakarna fell forward and was obliterated in a great explosion. It was over. Simeon was free.

TJD stood tall, a colossus in the middle of the ruined city. The nine stars shone over the liberated people as the armies cheer the death of the dictators.
“It’s over…†Sako said quietly. A lack of euphoria gripped the Judges as the sobering reality gripped them. Ravana still remained, and even with all nine of them together, whether or not they could beat him was an open question. But the future was put aside for the moment, as the Judges sans Obelisk and Israfil all came to Ban’s side, flooding him with questions and accolades.
“They said you died!â€
“What happened to your armor?â€
“Calm down people†said Ban. In his days at SEC he had always enjoyed the limelight and hero’s worship over exploits. But now, after his adventures on this planet and lessons learned, he only felt heavy-hearted. His mind drifted back to Jayasena as he explained the manner of his survival, and the nature of his new form.

“Congratulations, Judges†said Siddhartha as the Judges exited the castle and met him. Gotembara beamed at the nine, while Alpha nodded respectfully. “You’ve done heaven and earth great honor.â€
“I wonder†said Comic. “Could what happened to Ban happen to us? If Ravana takes our jewels, we’re supposed to die. Maybe that’s not so?â€
Before anyone could answer, Ravana’s voice suddenly boomed over the city.
“I hope you did not forget about me, Judges!â€

Some miles away, the great lake between Simeon and Dan began boiling violently. A terrifying palace arose from it, parting the waters and eventually drying it all up until only the lake bed remained. Deep fissures sprouted from the base of the structure and spread throughout Canaan, creating a massive earthquake. The ground was torn open, and sheets of lava and fire gushed out. Poison spread from the palace down the MahaWaliGanga and all other bodies of water.

A great wave of energy erupted from the palace and spread throughout the entire planet, leaving destruction in its wake. The MTM was completely dismantled and its components tossed away. All nine Judges were teleported into the palace. Siddhartha, Alpha and Gotembara were hurled into oblivion…

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The Gingamora and Yoroi’s ship were hit full on by the wave. The former, already damaged from the battle, began to buckle and explode around its hull. Goushou had a death grip on the controls as he and his mates fought to regain control.
“It’s no use!†yelled Bokon. “We’re going down!â€
“Damnit!†fumed Yuuto in a panic. “We’re goidie for nothing on this rock! Damn you Gaisei! And damn you Ixion! I’d like to at least ram this ship right over him.â€

Goushou said nothing. The Gingamora began plummeting toward the ground, leaving atrail of fire and smoke in its wake. He thought of Cheiron and Sarindhu, of Alpha, of Israfil, Obelisk and Gaisei. Strangely enough, he did not feel afraid. He then saw a crowd of people running away from the destruction, unfortunately right in the path of a building that was toppling over. Without a second thought, he piloted the crippled ship right in the trajectory of the building and used what little power was left to raise the shields. The building was caught on the shield and stayed in a diagonal position, allowing the people to escape. But this expenditure of power was destroying the ship further. The shield began to flicker and deactivate.
“Why did you do that?†asked Bokon.
“Alpha and Israfil wanted to find meaning in their lives†said Goushou “So do I.â€
“One act doesn’t absolve all we’ve done.â€
“Maybe not…. but it’s a start.â€
The building fell over the Gingamora. The three pirates held on tight as their ship went down with the edifice, and at last exploded in a fiery display.

Yoroi saw all this and had nothing to say. In an instant he found himself caught in a whirlwind of dust, ash and fire, seeing no more…

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A great explosion of energy erupted out of Bahirawakanda. Ravana stood at the summit and gazed over his soon-to-be new kingdom. Eighteen most terrible demons began to step forward to join him. At the bottom of the mountain a host of Yakko gathered, ready to taste the flesh of mortals and the divine alike.

Armageddon had begun.

TO BE CONTINUED
*Ending Theme 2 plays*
(‘Caribbean Blue’ by Enya)

Next Time
*Next Episode Promo Theme 3 plays*
(‘Bandai CM Music Collection’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)

Ravana has captured the nine Judges and at long last has obtained all the Rathnayas. Now only one step away from his ultimate goal, he leaves the nine to the amusement of his most dreaded followers, the eighteen Sanniya; and as Canaan falls into darkness, Yoroi finds himself a man alone against the Yakko and searches for any possible survivors.​
 
New Ending Theme!

Passage 21: “End of Days†– Part 1​


The lonely warrior tossed another pebble out into the ocean. He sat on top of a high cliff, overlooking the sea, its waves crashing onto the rocks below. Beyond the cliff was a small field of tall grass, blowing softly in the breeze. Further back, beyond the slope behind him, lay a small grove.

The sky was partly cloudy, with the sun peaking out from behind the island clouds again and again. Yoroi took in the soft breeze, sitting in a cross-legged formation on the edge of the cliff. Grabbing another small stone, he tossed it as far as he could, letting it splash into the water in the distance. This wasn't his world, nothing was familiar. But...still, the sea side comforted him. He didn't know why. A sigh.

He took Aqua’s bracelet off his wrist, and holding it with both hands, stared at it blankly. He rolled over onto his side, still staring out into the void.
“Who are we? Why are we? Are we simply products of what happens to us? Who we were born as? Are we who we choose to be?â€
He closed his eyes. “Who am I?â€

He sat back up, and gazed up at the sky. “I...never really knew you, did I? All those years, I never really knew. You never let anyone in. None of us did. Maybe if we had once in awhile, we never would have gone mad. You with power, Aqua with grief, me with guilt...and part of me thinks we neglected PRF7. Maybe he constantly put himself on the line to prove himself. Abe always buried himself in his work, and Omega...well, who knows what he really thought about anything?â€

Another sigh. “I'm sorry, Techni. I never thought it would happen. I thought we were safe in our own little world. I thought our actions had no consequences. I was wrong. And we all have to deal with that, one way or another. We can't let guilt, or grief, or self pity keep us from dealing with what has happened.â€

Standing up with another stone, y3k threw it further then the last, in a short fit of rage. Calming down, he put the bracelet back on his wrist and looked back up at the sky. “Ravana is returning. The end is here...and I...we...have to stop it. And then, I have to leave. I have to answer for what I've done…â€
Nearby, Garasu squawked happily…

*BAM*

Yoroi staggered, and fell to his knees in pain. Sweat was now pouring from his skin, and his pupils were dilated. He fell over onto the leaves on the ground, and simply lay there, his body in immense pain. He had felt them. They were coming.

“Oh god...†he whispered…


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*Opening Theme plays*
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Yoroi awoke to a splitting headache. Just a dream? It was night out now, and unusually cold for this time of year. He looked up above, seeing nothing but a black void. No clouds, no stars, no sun or moon, just...black. And in the distance, he could hear the rumblings of enemy troops heading in his direction. It had happened. It had really happened. The Apocalypse. And it had begun with this universe.

Yoroi dashed to his ship, or rather what was left of it. He must have been thrown out during the crash, he reasoned. When he searched for the others, only a few dots showed up. The Judges were nowhere to be seen.
“Damn.â€
Hearing the enemy forces getting closer, Yoroi activated the cloaking device on the wrecked ship.
“What are we going to do?†he heard Garasu ask.
“First, we try to fix this. Then we look for any survivors.â€
He immediately got to work, praying the cloak would hold out…

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Dawn. Not that dawn can be distinguished from dusk anymore. The cloud cover had blocked out all light from the outside. The planet's waters were all but poisoned. What was fertile ground was now barren wasteland, with the ruins of cities scattered throughout.

Ravana’s palace loomed over all of Canaan in the dried-up bed of the Great Lake. Within the ghastly edifice, it is an atmosphere of terror. In the throne room, the nine Judges of Canaan lay unconscious before the throne of Ravana, which was currently unoccupied. At the foot of the throne lay all nine Rathnaya, shining dimly in the dark hall.

The nine YakkaJins appeared in the room, each of them carrying the Judges’ treasure weapons. KaluYakka blew fire from his mouth and set ablaze some torches to light up the chamber. The nine then kicked awake all the Judges before retreating to the bottom stair of the throne.
“Ow!†Sako woke up and then remembered what had happened.
“What the....hey guys wake up!....Wake up!†She quickly got up, suddenly realizing her Jewel Brace was missing.
“Ah!†Ikeia was jolted awake, and immediately assumed a defensive position.
“What’s going on?â€
Comic came to and rushed to his feet.
“Where are our jewels??â€
As the other Judges awoke, they too noticed that their most valuable possessions were gone.
“There in front of the throne!†Sako eyed her jewel and quickly sprinted forward, but Kuveni kicked her away. Sako clattered to the floor, and Kalu Kumara locked eyes with Comic, as though goading him to try the same.
“Peace! No need for such actions†boomed a voice. The YakkaJins seemed to hesitate, but then stepped aside and knelt down as their king Ravana came out to greet his guests.

*BGM plays*
(‘Shumei No Nana’ from Dengeki Sentai Changeman)​

The Rakshasa stood 7 feet tall, towering over the others. He then sat down on his throne and looked at the Judges in silence, his ten mouths bared into grins. Ikeia's mouth in contrast was agape at the sheer horror of this demon in front of him. It wasn't the brutish YakkaJuus nor even the YakkaJins standing below. No, this thing was...terror. Something about the way he looked, how he moved.
“...Ra..Ravana?†Ikeia asked, knowing full well he wouldn't like the answer. This was the one Mohini had served. The one whom Ikeia had unwittingly betrayed.
“I see you remember me. I certainly did not forget you, my one-time servant.â€
Ikeia looked downward. Sako on the other hand looked square in Ravana’s main face.
“What the hell do you want with us!â€
“Why, to be your friend! We are all friends here in this new world!â€
The Jins snickered at the Judges’ perplexed looks. Again Sako’s eyes were on her jewel. They had to them back somehow… but wait a minute. If their jewels had been forcibly taken from them, then that meant that they would soon die. Sako panicked. Certainly she didn’t want to die, but they couldn’t die now. This couldn’t be how it ended. On the other hand Ban was still alive…. but that was a special case all together. Her eyes moved back and forth from the jewel to Ravana…

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As Obelisk slowly came to awareness, he knew almost immediately that something was wrong. The pleasant heat that had taken up residence in his body as soon as he accepted the gold Rathnaya was gone...and with it, so was all of his power. Well, that was not entirely true.
“...Shimron?â€
There was a spark of sorts in the corner of Obelisk's mind, signifying that the connection was active and that the residue of Shimron’s sentience had awoken.

“...Quite a fix you've gotten yourself into, huh?â€
“Now is not the time. I need to know...what power do we have?â€
“Honestly? Not a lot. You used up far more than necessary summoning that giant projection and giving some of it to the green alien. Try not to pull any more crazy stunts. You can’t afford it, and neither can your merry little band here.â€

Obelisk pushed himself up, bringing his legs up and slowly standing to his full height. He
chuckled and rolled his head around, wincing a bit as his neck cracked loudly.
“Couldn't spring for some nice mattresses, Ravana? Getting a little cheap now that you've conquered the planet?â€

The others looked at him in surprise. Obelisk was probably the least scared out of everyone present. The smirk widened into a full-out grin as Obelisk stepped forward, taking a spot in front of and at the center of the group of Rangers. Ban seemed critical, but Obelisk honestly didn't trust the guy not to make some supposedly heroic speech and get killed instantly.
“Alright Ravana, we both know how this works. Little bit of banter, you reveal your plan, you send some grunts at us, and the battle begins. Can we just get on with it?â€
“Just for that, I will not show you the surprise I have†said Ravana with the tone of a schoolteacher with a bothersome class. “You can stay there until you learn to behave.â€
Aimana meanwhile had gathered the jewels and placed them in an opened chest atop a pedestal, to Ravana's right-hand side.
“Surprise?†asked Pack. “I’d be surprised if you let us out and departed forever.â€
“Perhaps. But this should surprise you just the same. Come out, Sanniya.â€

*BGM plays*
(‘Taitei Ra Deus’ from Chousinsei Flashman)​

A fearsome Yakka named Kola Sanniya made his appearance into the court. In life he had been a prince born to a queen plagued by three visions: one of a cobra, one of the sun, and one of the moon and stars. All three gave conflicting messages of the child’s ultimate fate. The prince Kola grew to be a man, and as he matured began engaging in the occult and associating with Yakko and Rakshasas. Ultimately he grew to be so powerful that he assumed command over 4000 Yakko and chose eighteen of the strongest to be his lieutenants. From then on the prince Kola Kumara became known as Kola Sanniya, and with his army he spread much chaos and pestilence throughout Creation.

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One by one his followers, the 18 Sanniya, the most dreaded Yakko under Kola Sanniya and of the race itself, came after him. Each of them was a master of a particular ailment:
Kana Sanniya, of blindness.
Kora Sanniya, of lameness.
Ginijala Sanniya, of fever and ague.
Vedda Sanniya, of plague.
Demala Sanniya, of hallucinations.
Kapala Sanniya, of insanity.
Golu Sanniya, of dumbness.
Biri Sanniya, of deafness.
Maru Sanniya, of delirium.
Amuku Sanniya, of emesis.
Gulma Sanniya, of parasitism.
Deva Sanniya, of epidemics.
Naga Sanniya, of evil dreams (particularly those of snakes).
Murta Sanniya, of unconsciousness.
Kala Sanniya, of black death.
Pita Sanniya, of affected bile.
Vata Sanniya, of rheumatism
Slesma Sanniya, of secretions and epilepsy.

The 18 plus Kola Sanniya stood before the captive Judges. Ikeia moved over to Obelisk and Ban, getting into a semi-defensive position. This was bad.
“Well...we're screwed.â€
There was no anger or frustration in the words, only resignation. Obelisk stared at Ravana and Kola Sanniya, little fear present in his emerald gaze.
“So what's the game? Gonna make us fight each other to the death? Some sort of gauntlet run where we have to face your little cronies there one after the other? There's a reason why you haven't just killed us all yet...and I for one would like to know what that reason is.â€
“As would I†said Kira. The 18 paced around as they each gave their answer.
“There is indeed a game....â€
“One you won't soon forget...â€
“You are locked in this labryinth....â€
“And will be scattered throughout....â€
“Upon crossing our path...â€
“We will do battle....â€
“With our lives on the line....â€
“Each time you win brings you closer to escape...â€
“And each time you lose....â€
“Punishment will follow.â€

“This is my gift to you, Judges†said Kola Sanniya. “Ravana-raja would have had you slain as soon as he caught you, particularly for what you just did to his dear brother. But as I reminded him, you did us the favor of eliminating those usurpers, GaraYakka and HiriYakka. Just killing you would be most ungrateful. So instead I, or we, are giving you a chance for escape. But beware of the consequences should you fail. And failure is all too likely.†He smiled broadly at the Judges.
“Stupid question, but do we at least get our jewels back for this... gauntlet?†asked Israfil.
“Now what would be the fun of that? Besides, we’ve gone through too much trouble trying to get these nine from you. Now that we have them, the final stage can now commence. But you will have your weapons.â€
The YakkaJins tossed the Judges’ weapons at their respective owners.
“Any more questions, my good fellows?â€
“Could we get on with it?†asked Comic. Beneath his impassive exterior hid his growing fear. Ruth held his mind hostage. He had to find a way out and find her… if she was even alive. No, he snapped to himself. He mustn’t think that way.

The entire room faded to pitch blackness. The Rangers now found themselves in a new location: a lone, dark hall of stone Nothing else could be seen more than a few feet away. The band of nine were alone…

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Someone must be watching over him, Yoroi thought as he managed to get his semi-repaired vessel off the ground without detection. He winced whenever he felt it buckle around him or saw the cloak falter. Yoroi flew low over the surface until he found Siddhartha, lying unconscious near Bahirawakanda, a dangerous place to be. Yoroi had to get him out of the open immediately.

He quickly teleported Siddhartha inside the ship and, before it faltered completely, set it down within a mountainside cave with no outside exit. If the cloak faltered, they might still be safe, as this was the last place any potential enemy would look. Taking a risk, Yoroi used the searchlight on the ship to look around, seeing rock formations here and there, and, interestingly enough, an underwater exit. Good. Unless someone was actively looking for them, they would be safe.
“Siddhartha†Yoroi said, shaking the prophet. “Hey, old man. Wake up.â€
Not that he knew the man’s age due to his mask, but Yoroi was still fairly young and Siddhartha came off as someone past the days of youth.

Siddhartha's mask was cracked, with the left eye exposed to the outside. His staff lay shattered next to him. He woke up to find Yoroi looking concernedly his way.
“How long have I been out?â€
“You ask me†y3k replied, “Had a damn near stroke earlier. When I woke up, well....â€
He sighed.
“It's happened. Ravana made his move, the whole planet's in total blackout with demon armies on the move. There's a palace where the lake used to be, and I can't get ahold of any of the Judges.â€
Yoroi almost expected a bit of distress to emanate from the prophet. But Siddhartha only nodded.
“It appears our new king wants to have a little talk with them.â€
He picked himself up. “And if Ravana is returned, you know for sure the 18 Sanniya will be at his side. Did you manage to find Gotembara?â€
Yoroi shook his head. “If I had I would have brought him here.â€

A look of genuine fear swept over his face. He bit his lip to control himself.
“What do we do?†he asked, quietly. “We have no soldiers, no allies...not even a prayer.â€
“One option†said Siddhartha, “is to go across Simeon to Ravana's castle, avoiding detection as much as possible, and break in. “Once inside we could try to free the Judges. Our other option would be to find as many survivors as we can and fight back.â€
“Good luck with that†the Mystican muttered. “I can imagine the millions rallying to our cause after what just happened.â€
Yoroi stopped for a moment and examined the stats of his armor. “And we have another problem. I'm unable to use my armor. The last few battles fried my 'internal batteries', so to speak. I need to find a way to hold a charge again.â€
“Well we can't linger here.â€
Siddhartha picked up the pieces of his staff and laid them down on an adjacent table. He sat himself down next to Yoroi as he started up the engine. The ship flew out of the mountain-side.
“Where to now? Find the Judges or raise an army?â€
For the first time, it seemed Siddhartha was unsure.
“Let’s see the situation at the palace first.â€

Yoroi glanced at the prophet, but began making his way to the palace…

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Most of the journey was uneventful. Occasionally the two would hold their breath as they flew over groups of Yakko. Once Yoroi caught sight of one Yakka tormenting a lost child, but he could do nothing. Inside the vessel was almost dead silence. Siddhartha wasn't exactly the most sociable character around, Yoroi noted. In addition, the imminent threat of battle was on his mind, as he knew this trip would soon end, and they would be thrust into a possibly unwinnable scenario. And there was little choice in the matter, Yoroi couldn't simply walk away. Existence would end soon after. Too much was at stake, riding on this fight.

Yoroi wished for the old days. Back when his team was essentially invincible against all the threats against Mysticus and things were easy. Warm, distant memories returned to him: the petty squabbles between Impy and the others that right now he would cherish to relive; his time as a new recruit and the ascension to leadership. Before the horror and war, and...

Yoroi snapped out of his trance, now making his way over a shallow marsh, the dead trees stretching upwards, making the black night even darker. Tall grass covered much of the water and what little dry ground there was. The warm feeling from the memories quickly evaporated as Yoroi forcefully returned himself to the present. There was no use in wishing for days long past, he knew now. Dwelling in the past meant to be trapped by it, and for the first time in years, Yoroi was actually finding himself looking to the future. To what could be, rather then what could have been. If they survived this, things would be much different for him and Garasu. He couldn't even remember the last time he had relaxed.

They flew over a steep wall of mud and rock that would have been impossible to climb. On the other side was a large lava flow, its heat radiating in all directions, giving off a dim red light. He could feel it...the darkness that loomed over him. This was an evil place. Yoroi stared in awe as they passed a large rock formation. The stone from a formally level ground had been shot directly up in a vertical formation about fifty feet high, as lava poured from its peak and formed a moat around it. It was ghastly, but breathtaking all the same. And to think it had been formed in an instant.

They reached a small trench made of rock, probably stress from the violent upheaval. Beyond it, they could see the massive palace. On the solid rock, Yoroi could see thousands upon thousands of troops, all in formations. There were also fantastic beasts, strange flying vehicles and heavy artillery. It was an army.

Yoroi carefully landed the ship and turned to Siddhartha and Garasu.
“This is it†he sighed, as he looked back down. “Here's my plan. I'm going to provide the most damage with the smallest credible threat. If I can be enough of a nuisance, they'll send out one or more of the 18...I think. And the more they send my way, the more time I've bought the Judges. If they have even one less Sanniya to deal with, that improves their chances significantly.â€
Yoroi's tone was one of finality, of one who had long ago made his choice. He wasn't debating strategy, he was telling them what was going to go down.
“You have two choices. One, you can leave. I won't hold it against you...in fact, I advise it...although I know you won't go for that. The other option is have my back. Either way, I won't stop you.â€

With that, Yoroi jumped over the trench before Siddhartha or Garasu would be able to say anything. Caution was essential. He could only provide himself as a threat if the long-range artillery didn't kill him as he walked down the hill towards the palace. And so the veteran made his march to his possible doom….

But instead of impending disaster, the entire scene suddenly vanished into thin air. Only more barren land lay before the three.
“What the hell??â€
“An illusion†explained Siddhartha, coming up to Yoroi. Ravana has probably set up several points around here that would make someone think they've entered the palace grounds. No doubt to confuse would-be trespassers.â€
Yoroi looked around, highly annoyed.
“Well then where the hell are we?â€
“We're still in Simeon, but apparently still a long ways from the Lake. I wouldn't be surprised if part of that spell involved backtracking us a few miles or relocating us in a new place.â€
“Wonderful.â€
Yoroi returned to the now decloaked ship and summoned a large map of the surrounding area on the console.
“Locate Ravana's castle†he ordered the computer.
Eighty-five red dots appeared on the screen in a randomized fashion. Yoroi simply rubbed his forehead as a faint migraine formed in his skull.
“Begin Program Minesweeper.â€
The computer chirped, and one by one, the red dots began to flicker out.

“You two, what are you doing?â€
A real Kattu suddenly appeared outside the ship. Some feet away, a slave caravan lead by Yakko was headed toward Reuben from one of the Simeonite cities. Yoroi jumped and turned around halfway. His look of sheepish surprise was replaced by a slight grin. Rather then having two problems, this was a chance to kill two birds with one stone...or if not, a chance to blow off some steam.
“Why, we were just looking for someone so I could as for directions†he said in a friendly voice. “I don't suppose you know where Ravana's palace is? We would like to pay our respects.â€
The Kattu looked back to his companions, and then to Yoroi. “The camp could use more... hired hands. Let's go.â€
Two Kattu grabbed Yoroi and Siddhartha and chained them to the line behind the rest of the prisoners. Some of the demons then tried to raid the ship, but Garasu had fired up the engines and lifted off. The bird looked down on Yoroi and cawed loudly.
“Go! Keep the ship safe!â€
Right now, the ship was their most vital piece of arsenal. Without it, they had little chance in a battle. Garasu was hesitant to comply, but the demons were trying to jump up to catch him. The ship soon escaped. A group was sent to pursue it, while a Kattu whipped someone a few feet ahead of the two new captives, making the line go faster. Another Kattu came up to them and addressed Siddhartha.
“Take off that mask. No face will go uncovered.â€

Siddhartha, feigning muteness, shook his head rapidly and signaled Yoroi to make up a reply. Yoroi glared at him angrily.
“I uh...I don't think you want to do that. You..uh...you see...†a lightbulb went off. “He has this skin disorder. Actually he’s near death. I’m only looking after him until he keels over. So I don’t think we’d be of much use to you.â€
Though as he said this, Yoroi wondered why the prophet couldn’t just cut his act and remove that mask. People clearly hadn’t gotten the message he had tried to convey. The Kattu smacked Yoroi hard across the face. He then gave another look at Siddhartha before turning away.

“We'll have to look after these people before going on our way†Siddhartha whispered to Yoroi. “I hope the Judges are able to hold out.â€
“What!? But, we can't save everyone! Even if everyone is...†Yoroi’s voice trailed off. “...is important to someone†he finished, a solemn look on his face.
“I'll be damned if I give up the fight†Siddhartha muttered in response.

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“Now what do we do?†asked Kiliana.
“No jewels, no armor†said Israfil. “How are we supposed to fight these guys? They’re not exactly your average grunts.â€
“Ban†said Pack, turning to the astronaut. “You were able to use your armor without your jewel. That’s what we need right now.â€
Ban was a bit surprised at Pack’s sudden confidence in him, when not so long ago the prophet had held him in little regard.
“The jewels’ power is still in us. We just have to tap into it.â€
“And how do we do that?†asked Obelisk.
“That… I’m not sure. And even if we do, I don’t know if it’ll be enough.â€
He saw the discouraged looks on their faces and felt deflated with them. If this was supposed to be the start of him being a leader, this first challenge was not going well.
“I'm guessing we walk, then†said Obelisk.

Not bothering to wait for the others, he started walking forward. Kira threw sparkles of light down the tunnel in an effort to illuminate the gloomy expanse. Ban created a fire in his had and tried to do the same. Neither had much effect. Obelisk snorted. He wondered whether it was due to their powers lessening from the loss of the jewels, or simply their lack of ability. He was tempted to give it a try himself, but decided to wait for a more opportune moment.

A shot was suddenly fired at Ban's hand. Before the direction could be pinpointed, another shot was fired from another direction, this time at Sako's head. Another shot from another direction, and so on. Shots were fired from all directions, seemingly herding the Judges through the hall.
“Run!†Ikeia shouted. He was a short-range warrior. He preferred his enemy close to him, where he could see him. This was how he had been trained, how he had been raised from day one. Archers and swordsmen were of different breeds in the tribes. At least with arrows, you could possibly see it coming, but these...all there were was sound, and if you heard it, it was already too late.

Ikeia brought out KirinRauma and tried to use its light to peer into the darkness. Behind Obelisk, he turned around to see another one flying towards him. Just fast enough, Ikeia raised the chakram and knocked the bullet away. He aimed at another one, and deflected it as well. Ikeia flung KirinRauma through the hall to knock the incoming projectiles away. But it was clear this would not be enough.

Obelisk instinctively dropped down into a crouch and crept along, moving around the panicking forms of his fellow Judges to reach the middle of the loosely-packed group.
“What do we do? I can’t do this forever†said Ikeia.
“Now would be a good time to show us how to summon our armor†said Obelisk to Ban.
“All right†said Ban, ducking from another round of shots. He tried to figure out what do do.
“Pretend you still have your jewels. Imagine you still have the power.â€
It wasn’t much of a tutorial (and Ban himself wasn’t sure of what to do) but it was worth a shot. Ban placed his fist into his palm and began to concentrate. He sought to find the residue of the fire left from his Rathnaya. Excitement rose as he felt power build up inside him. But all too soon, he became fearful again as the shots became closer and louder. The power faded, and he collapsed from his crouching position to his elbows.

“What is it?!â€
“…. Almost had it†Ban muttered in disappointment.
“Almost isn’t good enough†said Obelisk. He immediately began barking orders.
“Half of you go that way, the other half the other way. You see something that isn't us, take 'em out.â€
Simple enough, all things considered. He slowly stood, noting that him and Ikeia were facing one way and Sako and Ban were facing the other.
“Sako...I'd recommend pot shots. We might get lucky and hit something.â€
“I need to see where I’m shooting.â€
“I’ll do better.â€

Obelisk fired a large blast of solar plasma throughout the vicinity. As he thought, his power was still fairly strong. The corridor lit up immediately, nearly blinding the Judges with its intensity. As the reaction began to subside and the darkness returned, Obelisk saw a shape in the distance.
“Oy, songbird. Let there be light†he said to Kira with a nudge.
Kira let free some aurora beams that flashed in the air and gave a few seconds of extra light. The Judges saw Kana Sanniya diving right at them. He kicked down Kira, then turned to Ban and fired a rifle in rapid succession at the chest before he could blink. Obelisk dove in front of Ban and took the shots.
“Obe -â€
But Obelisk was not hurt. He stood in front of Ban now clad in his armor and flowing cape. The Judges looked on in shock.
“How did you - †asked Comic.
“The gold jewel has power over the rest. It’s effects must be different than yours†explained Obelisk smugly. “Besides, I have some tricks of my own.â€
“What do you mean?†asked Pack. But before Obelisk could answer, they heard a scram from Kiliana. The Benjamite was suddenly whisked away by a giant cobra and disappeared into the gloom.

“Kiliana!†yelled Ikeia, looking around to make sure he didn't just miss her. But sure enouh, they had gone from nine to eight.
“They're picking us off!â€
A river of dark bile-like liquid suddenly rushed toward them from the position the Judges had started from. The remaining eight were forced to run. Kana Sanniya watched them
flee, deciding which one of them he would face first…

TO BE CONTINUED
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQG7dZUnNLs&feature=related"]*Ending Theme 3 plays*[/ame]
(‘Hallelujah’ by Jeff Buckley)

Next Time
*Next Episode Promo Theme 3 plays*
(‘Bandai CM Music Collection’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)

The Sanniya’s game continues; Kola Sanniya is sent to Ahasa with the nine Rathnaya to carry out the final stage in Ravana’s conquest; Yoroi and Siddhartha attempt to free their fellow captives; Cheiron and Sarindhu begin to organize an armed rebellion; and Alpha awakens to discover the truth about himself.​
 
Passage 22: “End of Days†– Part 2​


Obelisk fired a large blast of solar plasma throughout the vicinity. As he thought, his power was still fairly strong. The corridor lit up immediately, nearly blinding the Judges with its intensity. As the reaction began to subside and the darkness returned, Obelisk saw a shape in the distance.
“Oy, songbird. Let there be light†he said to Kira with a nudge.
Kira let free some aurora beams that flashed in the air and gave a few seconds of extra light. The Judges saw Kana Sanniya diving right at them. He kicked down Kira, then turned to Ban and fired a rifle in rapid succession at the chest before he could blink. Obelisk dove in front of Ban and took the shots.
“Obe -â€
But Obelisk was not hurt. He stood in front of Ban now clad in his armor and flowing cape. The Judges looked on in shock.
“How did you - †asked Comic.
“The gold jewel has power over the rest. It’s effects must be different than yours†explained Obelisk smugly. “Besides, I have some tricks of my own.â€
“What do you mean?†asked Pack. But before Obelisk could answer, they heard a scram from Kiliana. The Benjamite was suddenly whisked away by a giant cobra and disappeared into the gloom.

“Kiliana!†yelled Ikeia, looking around to make sure he didn't just miss her. But sure enough, they had gone from nine to eight.
“They're picking us off!â€
A river of dark bile-like liquid suddenly rushed toward them from the position the Judges had started from. The remaining eight were forced to run. Kana Sanniya watched them
flee, deciding which one of them he would face first.

As Ikeia ran, he was suddenly hoisted up and dragged away from the hall by a flying devil. It cackled as it takes its prize away into the blackness…


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*Opening Theme plays*
(Seiju Sentai Gingaman OP Instrumental)

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“Sweep this!†yelled a voice. A small militia of townspeople galloped across the plain on horseback with Cheiron and Sarindhu at the head. They managed to take down some demons, but the sheer number of their forces was enough to subdue the mortals and drive them off. Anyone who survived the bloody skirmishes and failed to escape did not live long.

Some time later, high on a hilltop in Zebulun, the two former pirates looked down morosely upon the enslaved Canaanites.
“It wasn't your fault†said Vexacus. “We were outnumbered.â€
“They let themselves be taken so their leader could escape†said Cheiron. “Maybe that would sit well with those demons, but not with me. I led those people to slaughter.â€
“So we haven’t changed at all.â€
Cheiron threw his friend a sour look. They were all that was left of the once-mighty Horu… not counting Alpha, whose whereabouts still remained unknown. With nothing left for them, Sarindhu had convinced Cheiron, still sore over the affair with Ixion, to try to do some good for a change. Cheiron thought the Judges had left an impression on his friend, but he had gone along with him and tried to start a revolt. The result was disastrous.

“Maybe we should just try to leave while we can. We can’t fight off Ravana’s whole army.â€
“How would we go? The Gingamora was destroyed.â€
“Then get a boat and sail out of here.â€
“And what good would that do? The Yakko are everywhere.â€
“You have a better idea?â€
“Stay and fight?â€
“Wonderful! There isn’t enough death around here, let’s add a bit more!â€
“So the mighty Cheiron is giving up?â€
“Don’t give me that! I’ve been through enough!â€

The two sat down in silence for a few moments.
“So what should we do?†asked Sarindhu.
Cheiron sighed. “I don’t know. Where are those Judges? Where’s Alpha? Hell, where’s that Yoroi? We can’t be the only ones who survived.â€
“I would hope not. Perhaps we should try looking for them.â€
“You just love lost causes, don’t you?â€
“It would be easier to raise an army than to find them. No more small bands. An actual army that can match Ravana’s.â€
“Do you really think we can find that many people? And in case you’ve forgotten, were not exactly poster boys for heroism, and they know it.â€
“Maybe not. But would they rather follow a demon overlord or two pirates?â€
“Fair enough. Where do we start?â€
“Follow me.â€
Sarindhu and Cheiron descended from the hill toward the nearest Zebulunite town…

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Alpha awoke to strange lights. The last thing he remembered was a great wave emanating from a grim palace. Now he was somehow floating in a cloud of light and gas, seemingly in space. Where was this? How did he get here? He drifted through the cloud, looking for any sign of life besides himself. Finally, a mass of matter took shape into an alien being like himself. However he, or she, was transparent, almost ghost-like. The alien came up to Alpha.

“Who are you?â€
“One of your kind.â€
“What is my kind?â€
“Chaos. Chaos is what we are, where we are, and where we come from.â€
“How did I get here?†Alpha continued, not understanding the explanation.
“We brought you back just as the wave was covering the planet. You have returned home.â€
Home… this was home? Alpha stumbled over his next words. After not knowing who or what he was for so long, he was now suddenly back where he belonged? Back… home?
“Why did I leave to begin with?â€
“We are birthed here and scatter across the universe, looking for chaos. It is what sustains us, what we live for.â€
“…Then did I succeed?
“Very much so. You couldn’t have found a better teacher than the Horu. Your experience with them has fed you for this long.â€
“You’ve been watching me this whole time?â€
“Of course.â€
Alpha’s head swam in a sea of confusion.
“And now your exploits on Canaan have brought you to full maturity. You are ready to return home and join us.â€
“Join you in what?â€
“Our consumption of Canaan.â€

Alpha paused. This was all too much.
“Consumption? What does that mean?â€
“You, the Horu, the Judges, and the Yakko… all of you have done your part by creating chaos. Now we will feed on that chaos and further sustain ourselves.â€
“You can not.â€
“We shall. And you will join us.â€
“..... No.â€
“No?â€
“I… don’t think we should.â€
“This is the perfect chaos for us.â€
“I will not join you.â€

The alien seemed to grit his teeth. Even Alpha was wondering about the nature of his refusal.
“I see the Canaanites have influenced you. Perhaps we should have brought you back earlier…â€
“It wasn’t the Canaanites.â€
“Oh?â€
“I had no reason for existing. But Yoroi showed me how to live for a purpose.â€
The alien laughed.
“You plundered that man’s home. You killed the woman he valued most. You made him into a ruin. How could you learn from that fool?â€
“The wise man may even learn from the fool.â€

The words were not his, yet Alpha was uttering them. How he knew them, he couldn’t say. But it clearly unsettled the alien.
“All you need to know you have already acquired.â€
“No…. There is still more to learn.â€
“You are Chaos, and chaos is what you have learned. There is nothing left for you. Now is the time to return home and spread our chaos.â€
The cloud began to slowly drift toward Canaan. Alpha began to see silhouettes of other aliens like him and the one he was speaking to.
“The consumption will soon begin. Embrace what you are.â€
“… And what am I?â€
“You are Chaos. I am Chaos. We are all Chaos, born from Chaos, spreading Chaos…â€
With that the alien joined the mass of silhouettes, leaving Alpha alone…

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Sako’s brave front began to crumble as she saw Ikeia get taken away. She continued running at normal speed and then sprinted along with the others. Comic had managed to find the base of a fallen pillar and led his comrades up to the top. The deluge of bile swept past them, turning the base into a small island… an island that would soon be consumed.
“At least it can’t get any worse†said Israfil. But as though to prove him wrong, more trouble then arrived. Sako saw from the corner of her eye a large ball of lava coming right toward them. Holding KazePihiya like a bat, she sliced the ball and shattered it to pieces.

Obelisk let out a growl as he ducked down, nearly being slashed by Sako’s sword as she destroyed the orb. Chunks of still-cooling rock pelted the Judges’ body. Obelisk stepped forward, a low growl rumbling from deep within his chest. In the once-again-dark hallway, his eyes shone red for a split-second before shifting back to their normal greenish-gold.
“Way to go†he said to Sako, leveling a fierce glare at the girl. “Next time you almost slice me in half though, be prepared for me to return the favor...and I don't do 'almost'.â€
“Hey, I know what I’m doing.†Sako looked into Obelisk’s eyes. What was this guy's problem?
“Do you?â€
Sako was about to protest, but Kira interrupted.
“Come on! Stop arguing and let’s find Kiliana and Ikeia. Before something happens to them.â€

But their island suddenly vanished as a wave of bile crashed over them. The hallway vanished, and Sako and Israfil now found themselves in one end of a giant hanging cage. Pita Sanniya stood at the other end.
“What is this?†asked Israfil.
“It is your death.â€
The Sanniya dashed forward and attacked before they could bat an eyelid. He jumped over the two and kicked their backs before he landed so that they crashed into the other side of the cage. The bars turned out to be electrified, and the two Judges felt the intense volts surge through them. They crumpled to the floor, the impact making the cage sway dangerously.
“Watch how you move. It is a long way down.â€
Below the cage, a seemingly bottomless vacuum waited to swallow anyone who fell in…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Yamiyo no Juusenshi’ from Chousinsei Flashman)​

Somewhere else within the palace, Ravana conferred with Kola Sanniya, Kalu Kumara and Suniya.
“Only one thing remains for us to do†said Ravana. He opened up the chest that contained the nine Rathnaya and displayed them to his subordinates.
“These nine will unlock the Celestial Gate. Beyond that Gate is the weapon I seek.â€
“Gladius Crucis†said Kola Sanniya with a nod.
“Correct. The sword that bested me before will now best the Devas. Find it and bring it to me.â€
He closed the chest and handed it over to Kola Sanniya.
“Shall we accompany you?†asked Suniya.
“No†said Kola Sanniya. “But you will give me a guard.â€

He grabbed the winding cobras around the two YakkaJins’ body, yanked them off and threw them in the air. The cobras swirled together to form YakkaJuu NaYakka. Prodding him forward, Kola Sanniya bowed to Ravana and departed. Kalu Kumara and Suniya looked at each other and then to Ravana, their displeasure evident on their faces.
“I have not forgotten you†assured the king. “You all will have ample entertainment.â€
“I would hope so†whispered Kalu Kumara. His mind was intent on Comic…

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The chain gang reached the valley of Reuben and Gad. The once majestic forest of Gad now lay in desolation. The river dividing the two realms was choked with demons floating down the river, some with captives in tow. The prisoners were unchained upon reaching a slave camp near some mines. Siddhartha and Yoroi took a look around.
“Oh, yay. Mines†muttered Yoroi. He rubbed his left wrist. Shackles got irritating after awhile, leaving a bad rash on the skin if it rubbed too much. He looked at Siddhartha.
“Now what?â€
“Patience.â€
Patience, thought Yoroi grimly. There was no time for patience, not anymore.
“We must get these people out of here.â€
“Ok...how exactly? Do you want me to incite a riot, perhaps?†Yoroi waved his hand as he listed off possible solutions. A grin suddenly formed on his face as he came to the next one. “Or...an explosion...â€
“How will you do that?â€
Well, that was a flaw in the idea, to be certain. Yoroi folded his arms and bowed his head slightly in contemplation. His face wore the slightly frustrated expression of brainstorming as his mind raced to come up with a solution to that one. It was natural for him to answer with something that involved large amounts of energy. Up until a short while ago, he was perfectly capable of that.

But now...what to do? He was essentially powerless. His 'batteries' were fried. And Garasu had taken his ship to safety… God willing they were still alive. Yoroi's eyes opened slightly, with a solemn expression.
“Leave it to me†he whispered quietly, not looking at Siddhartha. “You try to incite a riot, or something. Whatever you think will work best. And keep the guards away from me...I need to be alone.â€

With that, Yoroi headed off towards the mines, being careful not to attract attention. He silently moved through the camp outside the mine, occasionally missing a sudden encounter with a Yakka by mere seconds. Eventually he found a large tent occupied by several Kattu. With predatory stealth, Yoroi made his way toward them.

A short time later, one of the tents seemingly collapsed, crushing some Kattu inside. Eel YakkaJuu AandhaYakka, the leader of the area, began yelling at the slaves, insulting them and threatening them with various painful ends. Yoroi quietly came up behind the him, took a sharpened pole from the ground, and rammed it through his back before quickly disappearing again.

*BGM plays*
(‘Onna Senshi Lami’ from Kyoryu Sentai Zyuranger)​

In a ear-splitting scream, AandhaYakka spun around and glared at a Kattu. Seemingly shocked, the subordinate didn't know what to do. A one-sided brawl began as the vengeful YakkaJuu tossed the Kattu into a nearby table, causing it to crack and split into pieces. Another Kattu who had been at the table was thrown into yet another Kattu.

Yoroi grinned as the domino effect took place. He snuck over to another Kattu, took a spear, aimed, and threw it at yet another Kattu, thereby causing even more chaos as the fighting became a full-blown brawl.
“SLAVES!†Yoroi shouted, as loudly as he could over the noise. “NOW IS THE TIME! STRIKE BACK AT THE ONES WHO HAVE WRONGLY TAKEN WHAT IS OURS! THE TIME IS NOW!â€
Cheers began going up as some of the braver slaves began getting involved in the fighting. What else could he do to spark the fire?

Fire. That was it. Yoroi glanced around, and upon finding a torch, lit three tents on fire, before moving off. He handed the torch off to some young adolescents.
“Keep burning until nothing’s left.â€
He now began making a beeline for the entrance to the mine.
“There's a revolt outside!†he shouted into the tunnel. The Yakko and slaves all looked at each other, before bolting, each to help their own side or to see for themselves. Within moments, the tunnel was empty.
“I hope that was enough†Yoroi thought to himself as he began looking for a secluded place to begin a detonation.

“Hmm...†he mused. His expression lit up some as he found a small opening off the main hall he could squeeze in to.
“Perfect.â€
He sat down in the space, about the size of a broom closet. With any luck, no one would notice him here. He placed his hand on a rock, and attempted to channel energy into it with little success.
“Come on...â€
Annoyed, he tapped his finger on the rock, contemplating what to do. What now? He just wasn't able to do it. He couldn't do anything right.

“You were never able to defeat an enemy on your own. You always needed help.â€

Was it true? Even after how far he had gone, was he still helpless? Was he...

No. Yoroi wouldn't give in to his own pity and doubt. Not this time. He had to do this. He placed his hands back on the rock. A look of determination flashed across his face. Perhaps...Yoroi had a lot of reasons to fight. Perhaps to find out who he was. To protect. To overcome his pain. To make himself better then he was.
“I’ll show you what I can do†he said, looking up at the wall with clenched fist. He began slamming this fist into the wall at full speed. White energy cackled across the wall as it blew apart. A combination of sadness, confusion, understanding, and hope, kept him going and seemed to give him more power. The cave began to collapse. A powerful pillar of white light blew out of the top of the mine, out into the black sky as the entire mine collapsed...one lone man, standing in front of the rubble. He collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily…

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Siddhartha ran up to the escaped prisoners and quickly lead them to a safe location some miles away. The explosion of energy from the mine made the group turn back for a brief moment, before the prophet urged them on. Siddhartha was concerned about Yoroi, but knew that these people came first.

At last he stopped and allowed the people to rest. But before anyone could catch their breath, a ghastly hissing is heard. A pack of giant snakes suddenly attacked the group of people. Siddhartha immediately leapt in to defend the people. But now, worn out from all he had been through since the battle with Mahasona and then GaraYakka and HiriYakka, he found himself incapable of driving away the beasts. Siddhartha was soon knocked aside by the serpents and ignored.

A few minutes later, the carnage ended, and the snakes disappeared. Many of the people had been either strangled or devoured. Siddhartha saw the necklace of a child lying on the ground and picked it up. On it was the emblem of Reuben.

Siddhartha sat silently on the desecrated ground. He looked up into the black skies, toward Ahasa, who had all but abandoned Canaan. Abandoned the Judges. Abandoned the prophets. Abandoned him. Was this a punishment for him as well? Was all this a sign that he was not worthy? Siddhartha knew not. But what he did know was that the people he was trying to save were now dead, and he could do nothing…

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Yoroi could hear screams, and it wasn't from the camp.
“Siddhartha.â€
He ran, his own problems be damned, heading for the source of the screams. When he got there, he found death. Something had happened. Yoroi's eyes became heavy, with a small sense of guilt.
“Again†he whispered, looking around. Ahead he saw Siddhartha's shape, turned away from him and sitting on the ground, in a familiar pose. One of pity, sadness...despair.
“Failing hurts, doesn’t it?†he said quietly, stumbling over the words. There was no malice to them, simply fact. As if Yoroi knew exactly how the saint felt. As if, for possibly the first time, the two were on the same page.

*BGM plays*
(‘Shukumei Wo Koete (2)’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Siddhartha didn't look at Yoroi. Instead he continued looking upward.
“I wonder if this is not a sign. Perhaps I have failed in carrying out the Devas’ will. That I am just like the ones I have preached to. Is this my punishment?â€
Yoroi took the all too familiar words in. He closed his eyes as the sounds of those he cared for most screaming filled his mind again. A moment passed, and Yoroi sat down next to him
“I can't tell you how often I've thought that. How often I thought that...that if maybe I had done something differently, my friends would all still be together. That… so many wouldn't have had to die. I...â€
His voice began going faster, with a bit more emotion.
“...I blamed myself for everything that had happened, I sat in my own hell for too long.... but sometimes, these things happen. And we have no control over it. And to think we were somehow solely responsible is the height of arrogance. Because once you do, it's only a while until you try to control everything. And then you're no better when who you fight.â€
Flashes of himself passed through his mind.

“Siddhartha...why do you do this?†he suddenly asked the prophet
“I heard Ahasa’s call. To allow evils to happen when you know you are able to prevent it, would be a dishonor.â€
An answer, yes, but was there anything behind it to back it up? Any substance? Yoroi
decided to rephrase the question.
“Ok...well...do you have anything worth fighting for? Something to keep you going? Do you...have anything worth living for?â€
“I live to serve Ahasa†Upon saying those words and seeing Yoroi’s face, Siddhartha added “But I suppose that is not the answer you are seeking.â€
“Not quite. Maybe...I'm not sure.â€
Yoroi remained silent for a few moments in thought.
“Do...you get a certain feeling when you fight “ he asked, finally. “Do you have any personal stake?â€
This was the first time Yoroi had ever had to explain this concept, and he knew we was not doing a good job of it. But nonetheless, he had to try.

“I fight...I guess I fight for a lot of reasons. To protect those I care about. To better myself...to maybe wash away some of the guilt...and maybe, hope. Hope that someday I'll be strong enough to go see my friends...who I haven't seen since...since that day. And that when I go, they'll still be there. That they haven’t been erased from existence. And, I guess belief that it'll turn out right in the end, even if that isn't always the case. And faith in both myself and...whoever is looking out for us up there.â€
He paused, a bit surprised at this liturgy coming from him of all people.
“I...have a lot to live for†he said quietly, in realization of the fact himself.

Siddhartha seemed moved.
“I don't suppose I've ever really thought about these things.â€
Yoroi's voice rose somewhat, with a level of conviction.
“Why do you exist, Siddhartha? What gives your existence meaning? Who are you? What do you want?â€
“What I want..... is to find Ravana's palace.â€
The prophet got up and began walking northwest toward Naphtali Yoroi's face softened and returned to that of pity. It hadn't been all that long ago that Yoroi had been just as lost. This was a start, at least.
“I hope you find your light†he thought to himself, now sounding like Gotembara. He then noted the prophet’s direction.
“Um...Siddhartha? Simeon is east.â€
“Our commotion will no doubt attract attention. The only thing to do is to go around and avoid any more unwanted company.â€
“Ah. Yes...that is true.â€

His attention was cut off as he noticed a bird flying right towards him.
“Garasu!â€
Garasu landed before his friend. “The computer has found the palace’s location.â€
Too excited to ask where Garasu had gone to escape the Yakko, Yoroi relayed the message to Siddhartha…

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Sako and Israfil were both down on their knees, scrambling to get back up.
“Dammit...†Israfil whispered. Without the jewels, they were completely inept. It couldn't end now.
“Done already?†asked Pita Sanniya. He kicked Israfil toward the bars and bashed Sako's head with his foot as she tried to fire her crossbow. Israfil yelled in both anger and terror. He couldn’t remember when he had ever been more scared.

Israfil watched as Pita Sanniya began choking Sako. His willed himself back up and ran over to the demon.
“Let her go!†He swung ShishiMugura at him. Pita Sanniya gracefully avoided each of the Judge’s wild blows, finally catching the staff with one hand. Israfil tried to jerk it away, but couldn’t break the vice-like grip.
“Look out!†Sako yelled, but Pita Sanniya had already spat a glob of bile in Israfil’s face. Israfil released his staff and cried out as the emulsifying liquid ate at his skin. Pita Sanniya grabbed both Judges and bashed them together like clapping two erasers. He then threw them in opposite directions toward the bars, the cage swaying violently from the impact…

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When Ikeia came to, he found himself chained to the base of a tree in a lush garden. Above him the branches were laden with the most succulent fruit. A few feet away from him was a lake of pure water. Ikeia looked to the fruit, to the water, then back to the fruit.
“...What the hell?â€
He pulled and shook the chains for a moment, confirming they were on tight and wouldn't be easy to break. He suddenly felt hungry and thirsty.
“You must be hungry†said a voice. On the other side of the lake sat Vata Sanniya. By his side stood Aturu, Vata Kumara and Kuveni.
“I'm sure you haven't had much in the way of sustenance for quite some time. Have some of that tantalizing fruit.â€

“Ahh...so that's his game†thought Ikeia.
“I would†he replied. “Too bad I'm shackled to where it's just out of reach.â€
“Oh I'm sure you can take care of that problem easily. Those chains shouldn't be that hard to break, or else I underestimated your abilities.

Now, let's see if you are worthy enough for me to bother dueling. Otherwise these three have a score to settle.â€

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Pita Sanniya clicked his tongue in disappointment.
“Too bad. I was expecting an actual challenge.â€
A signboard appeared outside the cage, and a green light on the right switched on, indicating Pita Sanniya's victory.
“What now?†Israfil asked Sako. Sako could only shake her head. They both watched as Pita Sanniya gloatingly loomed over them.

The two then began to feel intense pain in their abdomens. Their livers and gallbladders felt on fire as they began to be affected by all sorts of maladies at once.
“And especially for you, something a little worse†Pita Sanniya added to Sako.
A screen appeared before them. Sako watched in shock as she saw her sister for the first time in so long, being pursued by a horde of Yakko. Sako screamed, but of course could do nothing as she saw the girl get caught and dragged away to some unknown fate.

Sako felt tears begin to well up, but she refused to give Pita Sanniya any further satisfaction by releasing them. She instead glared at the demon with as much hate as she could muster.
“I would strongly advise a better performance next time.â€
The floor of the cage opened up and the two Judges were sent careening down into the vacuum below…

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Pack, Comic and Obelisk found themselves separated from the rest, in a pitch-black area. Obelisk grimaced at the sudden displacement, now feeling a bit disoriented by the entire situation. Still clad in his armor, it allowed him to see a little bit better in the darkness.
“See anything?†Comic asked. The three stood still for a moment trying to make out anything in the darkness.
“DOWN!â€
Obelisk ducked down and bade the others do the same. A jet of flames roared overhead, exactly where their heads would have been. Obelisk flipped up to his feet, settling into a defensive fighting stance and glancing around warily.
“Too scared to come out and fight fair?â€
“On the contrary…â€
The three whirled around. Kana Sanniya was right in front of them with a malicious look in his eyes.
“It is you who should have the sense to be scared.â€

He slammed the three into a wall, just barely missing the rows of large spikes embedded into them. The wall turned around 180 degrees, revealing an ash wasteland. Dozens of demons of all sizes and shapes were gathered around to watching the Judges. Kana Sanniya walked amongst them and joined the three in a large ring.
“So...do we fight your friends or you?†asked Comic to Kana Sanniya.
“Me†answered the Sanniya.
“Sounds like fun†said Obelisk cockily. He stood before Kana Sanniya, showcasing his armor.
“You wouldn’t want to fight someone weaker, would you? Take me, who can match your power.â€
Comic and Pack furrowed their brows. Kana Sanniya only snorted.
“Do you think you’re equal to me just by wearing that suit?â€
He kicked the Issachite to the edge of the ring. The demons nearest to him threw him back inside.
“You fool. You won’t be able to sustain that energy for long. Soon you will be just as weak as your friends here.â€
“We can still fight you without jewels†said Comic.
“Ohho?â€
Kana Sanniya grabbed Comic, took him into the air and slammed him into the ground with a dive-bomb landing. Pack tried to fire HebiKalla, but Kana Sanniya deflected the shots toward Obelisk instead, bringing him down again. Obelisk gave the Danite a nasty glare, but proceeded to attack with KameKoora. Pack quickly joined suit, wielding HebiKalla like a kanbo.

Comic was left to crawl toward a safer spot and recover UshiMitiya. It was a wonder his bones were not shattered. He stumbled to his feet…. but then collapsed on his knees again. His vision began to get hazy. Was Kana Sanniya afflicting him? Shaking his head and rubbing his eyes, he tried t pick himself up once more…

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Moving from Reuben into Naphtali, Yoroi felt his legs were beginning to get sore after walking so far. He wasn't used to endurance as much as he was quick strikes or sheer power.
“You think we're far enough from their trail?†he asked Siddhartha. “We should make for the palace while we can.â€
“Very well. We go east from here.â€
Just then a white ball of light appeared above them. Yoroi blinked as light seemed to illuminate the area. He squinted, his eyes not yet accustomed to the light. Could it be? Sunlight? No, the sky was still dark, and the light was white.?
“What in the...â€
The ball of light beckoned them to move to a more-hidden spot. Once there, it turned into a celestial being.
“Siddhartha and Dargel. I have been searching for you.â€

Yoroi's face paled. He seemed very nervous all of the sudden. Siddhartha bowed his head.
“How may we serve you?â€
The epic is coming to a close. The bearers of the Rathnaya, as you know, are locked in the palace of Ravana and doing battle with the 18 Sanniya. But what you do not know is what I shall tell you now. Kola Sanniya has entered Ahasa to attain the Gladius Crucis, the weapon that defeated Ravana ages past.
The being looked directly at Yoroi.
It is you, Dargel, who shall stop him.

*BGM plays*
(‘Senshi no Chikai (2)’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Yoroi did a double-take. Go to Ahasa? He was the last person he would have expected to ever enter any kind of heaven. He tried to swallow and found he couldn’t.
“I… don’t think I’m who you want.â€
It is time you atoned for your sins, Dargel. Thus this is your task. Now, come with me.
He would have laughed if he wasn't still scared half to death by the being. Perhaps he did have someone looking favorably upon him after all.
“Fine. Take me.â€
Before they departed, the being turned to Siddhartha.
You have worn that mask to symbolize enslavement. Now remove it, and become a symbol of rebirth.
Rebirth? Could that mean there was a chance after all? Siddhartha slowly brought his hands to his mask, the mask he had worn for so long it felt like a part of him. Yoroi watched as he pulled off the black cover to reveal a pale face long untouched by the sun. He had expected an old man, but Siddhartha seemed younger. Actually, he couldn’t guess exactly how old he was. The prophet seemed locked in a transition state between youth and agedness.

Siddhartha bowed his head to the celestial being. He and Yoroi then disappeared in a flash of light, leaving the prophet alone.
“We're on our own now†he said to Garasu.
Garasu gave a nod, not pleased about Yoroi essentially being abducted by this unworldly entity.
“You know where Ravana’s palace is. Bear me on your back and let us head there.â€
Just then Siddhartha noticed something familiar: the residual energies of a Rathnaya. Specifically the blue. Unbeknownst to him, this happened to be the very cave Sako had discovered the sacred jewel.

Siddhartha seemed to stare into space, deep in thought. He realized he didn't know all that much about the Judges. He had never felt curious to find out, until now.
“But first I want to see something.â€

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Ban looked around warily, his hand sitting on RyuKaduwa. Everyone had now disappeared. He was feeling more and more uneasy. A beam of dim light fell on the floor near him. Upon closer inspection, the source was from the end of the hallway. Instead of a wall, the outside world could be seen.

Ban crept quietly towards the apparent opening. By now he was wary enough to not go running blindly. All the while he kept going back to his failure to use his residual power. What if Siddhartha and Gotembara had been wrong, and this had only been a one-time thing? What if he and the others were stuck permanently powerless? They would have no chance against these eighteen. Except Obelisk… but could his power hold out for very long? Ban put these thoughts aside and tried to focus on what was ahead…

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Ikeia's eyebrow raised. It was all a game to this guy. The chains weren’t meant to hold him...or were they a trap of some sort? Feeling around, Ikeia found that KirinRauma was lying in his reach. He managed to get a tentative grip on it and began to cut through the chains. Ikeia found the task fairly easy, two quick strokes and he was free. Using a small stone path crossing over the lake, the Gadite lunged forward at the Sanniya, his two swords in his hands. This was suddenly beginning to feel too easy.

Vata Sanniya didn’t flinch, but grabbed Ikeia's swords and tore them out of his hands. The blades had cut him, but he seemed not to take any notice. Ikeia was then struck with a strange rheumatism. He lost his balance and stumbled back into the lake. Ikeia at once tried to swim to the surface, but he continued to sink to the bottom. Strange creatures darted around him. His air was running out. Ikeia saw Vata Sanniya and the three YakkaJins looking down at him from the surface...

TO BE CONTINUED
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQG7dZUnNLs&feature=related"]*Ending Theme 3 plays*[/ame]
(‘Hallelujah’ by Jeff Buckley)

Next Time
*Next Episode Promo Theme 3 plays*
(‘Bandai CM Music Collection’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)

The Sanniyas’ game continues; Yoroi pursues Kola Sanniya and NaYakka as battle is waged in Ahasa; Siddhartha and Garasu find Gotembara and a gathered army of Levites, Benjamites and Josephites; and to the south, Cheiron and Sarindhu continue raising their own army for a final battle.​
 
Credit to Enigma Ranger for all the upcoming Lesser Judge designs

Passage 23: “End of Days†– Part 3​


Pita Sanniya clicked his tongue in disappointment.
“Too bad. I was expecting an actual challenge.â€
A signboard appeared outside the cage, and a green light on the right switched on, indicating Pita Sanniya's victory.
“What now?†Israfil asked Sako. Sako could only shake her head. They both watched as Pita Sanniya gloatingly loomed over them.

The two then began to feel intense pain in their abdomens. Their livers and gallbladders felt on fire as they began to be affected by all sorts of maladies at once.
“And especially for you, something a little worse†Pita Sanniya added to Sako.
A screen appeared before them. Sako watched in shock as she saw her sister for the first time in so long, being pursued by a horde of Yakko. Sako screamed, but of course could do nothing as she saw the girl get caught and dragged away to some unknown fate.

Sako felt tears begin to well up, but she refused to give Pita Sanniya any further satisfaction by releasing them. She instead glared at the demon with as much hate as she could muster.
“I would strongly advise a better performance next time.â€
The floor of the cage opened up and the two Judges were sent careening down into the vacuum below…


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Ikeia's eyebrow raised. It was all a game to this guy. The chains weren’t meant to hold him...or were they a trap of some sort? Feeling around, Ikeia found that KirinRauma was lying in his reach. He managed to get a tentative grip on it and began to cut through the chains. Ikeia found the task fairly easy, two quick strokes and he was free. Using a small stone path crossing over the lake, the Gadite lunged forward at the Sanniya, his two swords in his hands. This was suddenly beginning to feel too easy.

Vata Sanniya didn’t flinch, but grabbed Ikeia's swords and tore them out of his hands. The blades had cut him, but he seemed not to take any notice. Ikeia was then struck with a strange rheumatism. He lost his balance and stumbled back into the lake. Ikeia at once tried to swim to the surface, but he continued to sink to the bottom. Strange creatures darted around him. His air was running out. Ikeia saw Vata Sanniya and the three YakkaJins looking down at him from the surface...


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Yoroi did a double-take. Go to Ahasa? He was the last person he would have expected to ever enter any kind of heaven. He tried to swallow and found he couldn’t.
“I… don’t think I’m who you want.â€
It is time you atoned for your sins, Dargel. Thus this is your task. Now, come with me.
He would have laughed if he wasn't still scared half to death by the being. Perhaps he did have someone looking favorably upon him after all.
“Fine. Take me.â€
Before they departed, the being turned to Siddhartha.
You have worn that mask to symbolize enslavement. Now remove it, and become a symbol of rebirth.
Rebirth? Could that mean there was a chance after all? Siddhartha slowly brought his hands to his mask, the mask he had worn for so long it felt like a part of him. Yoroi watched as he pulled off the black cover to reveal a pale face long untouched by the sun. He had expected an old man, but Siddhartha seemed younger. Actually, he couldn’t guess exactly how old he was. The prophet seemed locked in a transition state between youth and agedness.

Siddhartha bowed his head to the celestial being. He and Yoroi then disappeared in a flash of light, leaving the prophet alone…


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*Opening Theme plays*
(Seiju Sentai Gingaman OP Instrumental)

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Yoroi squinted. Never in his life had he seen a light as bright as what he saw now, not even from the brightest of stars. His soul had not felt the warmth this place radiated...it felt as if he was coming home. Being here in Ahasa made him realize had never truly taken in the beauty of the universe.

*BGM plays*
(‘Inishie No Mori No Okubukaku’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Yoroi saw that he and the divine being were standing on what could only be described as a cloud. The sky above was wondrous. He could only compare it to a night sky out in the wilderness, where one could see millions of stars. The sheer vastness...the sheer infinite space. It was overpowering. It made him feel so impossibly insignificant. And yet, it made him appreciate his job even more. All of existence held its breath for the resolution of this war.

Turning to his right, Yoroi could see what he figured was a castle. Or maybe a city. The center stood tall, unspeakably tall, as it towered further into the heavens. A massive golden dome sat on top with multiple spires coming out of it in an organized fashion. The structure as a whole was surrounded by a massive wall and it in turn was surrounded by a smaller wall.
“My God...â€
Yoroi fell to his knees in awe.
“Why me?†he asked, as he pulled himself away from the gaze of the castle, back towards his escort.

Gladius Crucis was forged by the Devas. Despite that, only one who is a blend of the divine and the mortal can wield it properly. So we locked up the sword behind the Celestial Gate. The nine Stars of Canaan birthed the nine Rathnaya, which act as keys to unlock the Gate and release the sword. If ever the need arose, the Judges, mortals with the power of the divine, would unlock the Gate and use the sword.

Ravana in his lust for domination has failed to realize his inability to use the sword. It is up to you, mortal, to prevent him from acquiring it.


He was all that was left to do this? That didn’t make Yoroi feel any good.
“So†he said, “All I have to do is stop Kola Sanniya, take the sword, and somehow get it to the Judges?†He glanced around.
“Where is he anyway?â€
The escort merely pointed below. Upon looking down, a most frightening scene was taking place. Kola Sanniya, with NaYakka at his side, and an army of Yakko staring down an equal-sized army of celestial beings, beasts and vehicles. Yoroi’s eyes narrowed as he overviewed the situation. He knew that if this invasion did not stop here and now, everything would end. He stood up and looked back over at the massive castle.
“I assume the sword's in here?â€
Yes. But you cannot open the Gate by yourself. To force it open would mean instant obliteration. Look down.
He pointed to Kola Sanniya, who had a small box attached to his belt.
Only the Rathnaya can unlock the Gate. You must recover them.
“And what are you going to do?â€
“I shall join my brethren in the battle. We will try to buy you some time.â€
“I think I’m going to need a lot of time.â€

For a moment it looked like the being actually smirked. With a single nod he swiftly descended down to join his comrades. Cracking his knuckles, Yoroi carefully made his way across the cloud-like surface, now headed for Kola Sanniya.
“KOLA SANNIYA!â€
The Sanniya and YakkaJuu turned their gazes to him.
“You’re fighting me.â€
He felt the power level of his armor back at maximum, guessing it was related to this unworldly environment. His pale skin on his face had been darkened somewhat during his time on Canaan, but the multiple wounds and scars that littered his arms and face from his travels remained. His short, brown hair was also cleaner then before. In an instant Yoroi was clad in his armor. He summoned his weapon and rested it over his shoulder.

It was as if everything in his life had come down to this. All of his experiences, everything he had been born with. All his pain and joy. All the lessons he had learned. His guilt over his friends. His love and respect for those he cared about. His determination that he would be better then he was-able to take down the big fish like Techni had seemed to think he wasn't capable of doing. For once...he would be able to save what he loved. His hope...his light....his faith that everything would work out. This was his battle. And if he had to, he would go through every demon on the field…

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Relishing the wind that washed over his now-free face, Siddhartha lead Garasu out of the cave and to the direction of a small town nearby. Sako’s home.

*BGM plays*
(‘Tachigataki Omoi’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)​

Some distance away, the prophet spotted a small cross monument with what looked like the last remaining flowers to survive the devastation sprinkled around it, on a little hill overseeing the town. He crouched down next to the cross and touched it. He couldn't be sure, but he felt something similar to Sako's presence here. A relative perhaps? The monument and flowers were fresh, indicating they were placed here recently. Whoever this was meant for had been lost recently.

Family. He himself had all but forgotten his own. He didn’t even know if any still lived. But now the Judges’ families and friends were becoming collateral damage. Siddhartha looked back down to the tranquil town. Its peace would last. Peace and beauty would be restored to Ahasa and Canaan. He would see to that.... Perhaps this was what Yoroi had meant. He took out a small necklace of white beads and reverently placed it over the cross. A moment passed, and he then turned to Garasu and the direction of Simeon.

Garasu wrote down a message on the ground with a stick in the language of the Canaanites.
“I would like to be of as much help as I can.â€
Siddhartha nodded. “Can you take me to where you hid your ship?â€
“Yes.â€
“Then do so.â€
“Climb on.â€
Siddhartha mounted the large bird and together they streaked off in the direction of Simeon…

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Obelisk grimaced as he was dropped to the ground, but managed to get his legs beneath him and land in a crouch...just before Kana Sanniya slammed his foot into his chest and sent him flying once more toward the edge of the ring. As he flew, he turned his body slightly and was able to see Pack locking arms with the demon. Comic was suddenly stumbling about almost blindly.

Thinking quickly, Obelisk brought his hands together and immersed himself in a brilliant flare of golden light, obscuring him from the view of Kana Sanniya and the spectators. There was a moment of pause before the light faded, revealing Obelisk to be hovered parallel to the ground, fully charged to the extent of his power. He faced down, with his head toward Kana Sanniya. Extending from his feet, as if he was standing on flat ground, was a platform of solar energy plasma. He used this to propel himself toward Kana Sanniya. At the last possible moment, he flipped himself in mid-air and brought his right leg around in a powerful axe-kick toward the Sanniya's head.

Kana Sanniya was sent hurling toward the edge of the ring, brining Pack with him. Both crashed heavily on the ground and Obelisk down looked at the demon triumphantly, virtually forgetting the Danite.
“How does that grab you?â€
He didn’t notice the shimmering effect on his armor, but Pack did. Kana Sanniya caught it as well and, to Obelisk’s confusion and annoyance, began to smile.
“You shouldn’t have done that.â€

Obelisk followed their eyes and looked down on his armor. He felt his power drain out of him like water down a sink. The dark gray/silver plating of his armor disappeared, as did his cape. The emblem of Issachar on his chest lost its hue, and his helmet lost its refined design. What remained was a less refined version of his suit, much like Ban’s earlier.

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Kana Sanniya smirked and threw Pack beside Obelisk.
“What is this?!†demanded Obelisk.
“It’s you being a fool†answered Pack.
Obelisk wanted to shoot a retort, but Kana Sanniya spat out several balls of flaming energy, sending them running around the ring. Comic was thrown off his feet and whipped his head around wildly, trying to use his ears to navigate. Kana Sanniya now started coming toward him…

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“I don’t think he’s coming back up†said Kuveni to Vata Sanniya as they watched Ikeia continue to descend through the lake.
“Then let’s give him a hand. I’m not ready to let him go yet.â€

Rajaliya appeared in the garden. Seeing Ikeia in distress, he let out a cry of alarm and dove into the water after him. A few moments later the griffin reappeared and brought Ikeia to dry land. Ikeia gasped for air and lay on his back. The rheumatism was beginning to fade, and he managed to hobble up to his feet.
“Do you still want more?â€
Rajaliya came between Ikeia and Vata Sanniya.
“No!†yelled Ikeia and the demon in unison. The YakkaJins grew to giant form and attacked Rajaliya in unison, steering him away from Ikeia. Ikeia stared at Vata Sanniya. This was insane. How was he supposed to fight a demon who could afflict him at will without his Rathnaya?
“Come!†Vata Sanniya challenged.

Ikeia shouted, sending slashing crescents of white energy from his swords. They only bounced off Vata Sanniya's body and reverberated back to Ikeia. Chuckling at his opponent dodging his own attack, the Sanniya took his own sword and commenced a duel. Ikeia was unable to even put up a resistance as the demon avoided his blows yet struck every one of his. Ikeia was knocked a few feet away and landed on his stomach. When he tried to attack again, he felt a sudden arthritic pain in his knees. Looking down, he saw to his horror that they were suddenly mangled and deformed in appearance. The pain forced him to a kneeling position.

How could he win?

Vata Sanniya approached Ikeia and encapsulated him in an energy sphere. He began to levitate the sphere up and down, around and around. Ikeia pounded on and slashed at the wall as hard as he could, trying relentlessly to escape. Fear was consuming him.
“LET ME OUT!†Ikeia screamed in sheer terror.
Harder and harder he pounded and slashed. The sphere only constricted on Ikeia the more he tried. In the distance he could see Rajaliya being brought down by the three YakkaJins. Their blades surrounded his throat.
“Rajaliya!â€
“I believe this match is over.â€

The signboard appeared before the two and lit up green on Vata Sanniya's side, indicating his victory.
“Now for your reward.â€
A screen showed up before Ikeia. A horde of Yakko was raiding the once magnificent Gadite forest. Gadites were slaughtered and devoured or taken prisoner. Some of them
Ikeia knew personally from his days in the army. The hardened warrior was forced to turn away. Vata Sanniya kicked the sphere containing Ikeia through a dark tunnel. The screams of his people continually played in his ears…

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Comic backtracked quickly, sidestepping and blocking with his hammer as best he could to avoid Kana Sanniya’s attacks. Obelisk forgot his considerable loss of power for a moment to watch the disabled Judge of Asher get knocked down and kicked away by his opponent. He knew Comic had been great once, but right now he had become a liability.

“He's dead weight.â€
That's a bit harsh, don't you think?
“Of course not. It's being realistic. The Sanniya just blinded him. If we’re aving a hard time with him, he sure as hell has no chance. We should get out of this while we can.â€
“We? You mean me.â€
“Oh please...what are you without me?â€

A growl rumbled outward from Obelisk's chest as he forcibly shut out the voice of Shimron from within his mind and burst forward, leaping up and over the explosions occurring around him. KameKoora appeared in his right hand, the orb on the end shining dimly with the remaining power left as he charged toward Kana Sanniya. Comic heard the charge, and barely ducked away. Obelisk swung around and toward the Sanniya's chest, releasing a burst of energy in mid-swing. But the burst was extinguished mere seconds after it was released. Obelisk cursed and Kana Sanniya laughed.

Frustration building, Obelisk let out a yell and swung again, only to be knocked aside away from Comic. Pack meanwhile had used HebiKalla to destroy the remaining energy spheres. Now turning to Kana Sanniya, he set his cannon down vertically and completely relaxed himself, as though he was about to go into a state of meditation. Without taking his eyes off the battle, he tried to tap into the residue of his Rathnaya’s power. Obelisk looked at him confusedly.
“What are you doing?? Don’t just stand there!â€
Scepter still in hand, he shifted his arm up and shoved the end of the weapon into kana Sanniya’s chest. In an instant, he gathered a burst of solar plasma and fired it into the demon’s body. Kana Sanniya landed roughly on the edge of the ring, barely keeping himself from going over. Rising to his feet, he opened his mouth and slowly spat out his own energy into a large sphere resembling a bright sun. Even Comic could feel the intensity.
“Move!†he ordered Obelisk. Obelisk however scowled and began preparing a new attack.
“Pack!†he yelled at the still meditative Danite. “Damnit, shoot him! What are you waiting for?!â€
Pack scowled as well as he tried to summon his power. Almost…

But almost wasn’t good enough. The sphere was fired and exploded upon impact, leaving a giant crater in the ring. Comic, Pack and Obelisk lay on the smoldering ground. Kana Sanniya walked around them, the spectator demons roaring in celebration of his victory. A signboard appeared above the ring and lit up green on Kana Sanniya's side.

*BGM plays*
(‘Yamiyo no Juusenshi’ from Chousinsei Flashman)​

“A brave effort, but utterly futile.â€
He grabbed Comic by the throat.
“I’ll start with you.â€
“Let him go.â€
Kalu Kumara suddenly appeared through the crowd. Pack and Obelisk painfully brought themselves to sitting positions as they watched this unexpected intervention.
“Kalu Kumara†acknowledged Kana Sanniya stiffly.
“That man is mine. Leave him.â€
“Ravana-raja left them to us. You have no say in this.â€
“Do what you want with the others. This is my foe, and I will be the one to end him. I’m sure he wouldn’t object either.â€
“Do you want to fight a blind man?†Kana Sanniya turned to Comic, who at the sound of Kalu Kumara’s voice had raised his hammer and slowly came toward them.
“I don’t need eyes to fight you.â€
“Oh you don’t? We’ll see about that.â€

Before Kana Sanniya could object any further the YakkaJin seized Comic and disappeared with him to an unknown destination.
“Comic!†yelled Pack.
“Don’t worry about him†said Kana Sanniya, now approaching him and Obelisk. “You have more pressing concerns.â€
He grabbed Obelisk's and Pack's heads and seemingly read their minds, searching for anything delicious to use.
“Oh†he remarked with intrigue to Pack. “You are a man with no attachments nor love for anything. Even if I took your sight it would do nothing.â€
He turned to Obelisk next. “You on the other had are much easier....â€
He used his power to remove Obelisk’s armor and placed a steel cage over his head. He, Pack, the demons and the ring vanished, and Obelisk was sent floating through nothingness. Before his eyes, he found himself in another time and place. A familiar enemy.... All too familiar and terrifying.....

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Ban crept quietly through opening. The scene before him changed to a study, with soothing music playing in the background. Some curtains opened up to reveal Demala Sanniya sitting behind a large tome, apparently not noticing Ban's arrival…

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*BGM plays*
(‘Zyuranger Nenzoku Kiki’ from Kyoryu Sentai Zyuranger)​

The battle in Ahasa commenced. While the two armies clashed, Yoroi and Kola Sanniya stood before each other.
“Take care of him†Kola Sanniya ordered NaYakka. The cobra YakkaJuu stepped forward and attacked while he continued on his way to the castle.

Yoroi grimaced in annoyance, but had no time to pursue the Sanniya. Taking a deep breath, he rushed in and began to take on NaYakka. As he ran past, he sliced him across his side with his lance and pushed him over. No sooner had he done that when he was forced the block against two cobras unwound from NaYakka’s body. He pushed them aside, and sent his lance flying through their bodies, cutting them each in two.

Yoroi rushed forward, cutting into NaYakka repeatedly. More cobras were released, but these flew over Yoroi, swerved around and grabbed him by the arms as they landed. NaYakka ran forward, ready to deliver the fatal bite. But before he had a chance to strike, Yoroi had thrown the cobras around to his front, slamming them together. They dropped to the ground as Yoroi jumped up and landed a flying kick on NaYakka, sending him flying backward.

An explosion caused Yoroi to turn around. Large lumbering behemoths were on the move, directed by riders sitting upon them. On each side of the creatures rested giant cannons that fired into the celestial army. One behemoth was heading toward Yoroi. Shrugging off the moment of fear from facing things so much larger then him alone, he grabbed one of the beast’s horns just as it got in reach and flipped himself up onto the head, braving arrows from the camp above. He managed to duck behind the forehead plate, letting the projectiles bounce off the bone. As they took a second to reload, Yoroi flipped up and opened fire with his gun. Taking the momentary surprise, he flipped himself into the tent, sending his foot into the leader. The two who had been flanking him in the saddle seemed taken by shock, which Yoroi used to his advantage. He grabbed onto the saddle with his right hand, and spun around, crashing his boot into both soldiers. They fell out of the tent, leaving Yoroi in command.

His sights set on Kola Sanniya, Yoroi began to use the behemoth to crash into the enemy lines. He looked around the battlefield at all the heavenly denizens engaged in combat. To his left, he saw the hero Rama commanding fellow warriors. To his right, he saw the eight of the Ten Giants. He thought he saw glimpses of past Judges of Canaan that escaped his gaze before he could take a better look. All in all, a wondrous spectacle despite its nature.

Yoroi let go of the reigns and dived off the side, slicing through a Yakka as he landed. He sprinted toward the castle, where Kola Sanniya had already arrived. Once at the main entrance, the demon gathered his energy so that his body seemed to shimmer with a dark flame and fired it all at the door, blasting it open. From the distance Yoroi saw him enter, and ran even faster…

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He had failed. Everything he had done, he had done for his Tribe. Rising to power...being used by Mohini...betraying Kiliana...finally siding with the Judges... Had it all been for nothing? One defeat, and his people had been utterly destroyed. What could he do? The monster was one of the most deadly of legend, and Ikeia had been powerless without his Rathnaya and armor. And there were still seventeen others, Kola Sanniya, the YakkaJins and Ravana himself!

What would the others do, he had asked himself as he plummeted. Obelisk would probably unproductively look for someone to blame. Sako would probably complain, but fight until the very end to prove her worth. Ban...Ban was harder to read, but he would probably be like Sako.

Out of the Judges, he felt a sort of reassurance with the veteran Comic, ascetic Pack, and even doting Kiliana, whose camaraderie he still didn’t deserve.
“Why do you fight?â€
Why did Ikeia fight? He had always fought for Gad, but...Mohini’s deception had eroded that. Since then he had fought out of a sense of revenge… of repenetance…and to an extent, fear.

Why had Gad felt the need to expand its power? Certainly there were enemies, but Ikeia had spread his would-be empire far beyond that, causing pain and horror in every direction. He had burned villages and towns that had resisted. He had been wrong, a puppet. Here and now, Ikeia vowed that if he ever survived this, if Gad survived this, he would dismantle the old Gadite order. And then, he would leave. He didn’t deserve to lead as a Judge. If he could, he would renounce his title and live like Pack. That was how he would watch over his people. Not through a sword, but as a shield.

Ikeia finally landed on a cold stone floor. The sphere containing him shattered to pieces. He is in a room without walls or lights, only blackness. Until a tumbling sound is heard. Ikeia then saw Kiliana huddled on the ground, her face twisted into an expression of overwhelming grief. Kapala Sanniya descended a few feet away.
“I'm afraid the poor thing couldn’t take her punishment.â€
A screen showed a group of Reubenites massacred by a group of the same serpents that had attacked the escaped slaves Siddhartha and Yoroi had freed. Ikeia looked away from the screen and stared at the unconscious body. Kiliana was the one he had known before the others, but had forgotten. The one who had tried to bring him to the light. The one he most wanted forgiveness from.

“Kiliana!†Ikeia called out.
“Her mind is gone. Don’t waste your breath.â€
He looked at the images as they played. More horror. More pain. More death. His teeth clenched together in anger as he slowly got up onto his feet.
“No...†he said quietly. “I will not let you win...â€
His head shot up from looking at Kiliana to the Sanniya.
“I don't care how many of you there are!†he said, taking an attack pose. “NO MORE!†Ikeia sprung forward. No weapons, no power, but an iron fist as he lunged at his opponent….

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Siddhartha and Garasu flew to the northwest corner of Simeon. To the west, the stormy northern sea of the planet churned and broke upon the shore. Flashes of lightning danced across the dark skies, as though heralding the arrival of a cataclysmic battle. Siddhartha motioned for Garasu to land. Jumping off, he looked down upon a cliff ledge and found a cloakded figure walking hurriedly below. His sharp eyes had not deceived him: he knew this man.
“Najmuddin!â€
Najmuddin was startled and looked up.
“Who are you?†he asked, not recognizing the face.
“Do you not know me? I am Siddhartha.â€
“Siddhartha!†Najmuddin looked elated. “I know your voice if not your face, as you’ve hidden it for so long. Come down, we have much to talk about.â€

A few minues later the two prophets and Garasu were quickly heading to a camp camouflaged against the rocky environment.
“I’ve been traveling in the north since the Judges began returning†Najmuddin explained. “These are Levites†observed Siddhartha as they passed amongst the people.
“I had a meeting with Ben Yussef myself. Your return caused quite a stir.â€
“I would imagine so. You convinced him to send an army here?â€
“I didn’t need to do much. Yussef has little love for us, but he’s no fool. He saw what was happening and acted accordingly. We were planning to meet the other Tribes in Simeon and fight the Yakko, but since Ravana’s arrival we have been forced to hide here.â€
“We need everyone we can find if we’re to defeat Ravana. I’m afraid even with this we’re still undermanned.â€
“I know. But we’ve gotten word that the Ephramites and Manassites are coming to join us, and they tell us that the remaining scattered Benjamites are gathering as well. Now let me bring you to Gotembara-hamu.â€
“Gotembara-hamu?â€

Siddhartha and Garasu soon reunited with the saint Gotembara.
“Has anyone else survived?â€
“Yoroi was with us. But he was taken into Ahasa to stop Kola Sanniya from getting Gladius Crucis.â€
“What?†Gotembara quickly went from surprise to realization. “If one can travel from there to here, that must mean I and Sariputta can do the opposite. We can go back.â€
“Will you?†asked Najmuddin. Gotembara looked at the two prophets and the rest of the dispirited troops.
“As long as Ravana is here, I will stay with you†he said assuredly, putting aside his previous excitement toward returning to his brethren.
“We must lay siege to the palace and help the Judges as much as we can†said Siddhartha.
“The other Tribes won’t be here for another day. We’ll wait for them and then begin to move.â€
“Until then it is best we not attract any attention. Let’s get out of the open.â€

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The camp awoke to the sight of banners bearing the emblems of Ephraim and Manasseh, the two progeny of the once singular Tribe of Joseph.

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The Benjamites still had yet to appear. Siddhartha heard the disgruntled whispering of the soldiers and wanted to say something. But seeing that Najmuddin and Gotembara seemed not to notice, he held his tongue. With Garasu flying overhead, the group began heading toward the palace.

Some time after the start of their journey Siddhartha heard the sounds of revelry in the distance. Coming closer, he saw a massive group of people engaged in the most wild and hedonic of bacchanals. A large bonfire lay at the center, with carvings of demons placed all around. Siddhartha watched this scene in growing anger.
“What do they mean defiling themselves like this?†asked Gotembara, coming aside.
“What is it to them?†asked Najmuddin rhetorically with a dose of bitterness. “They believe heaven has abandoned them to its doom, so why not have some enjoyment before the end? But the truth is they and their kind abandoned heaven long ago. If they truly believed, we wouldn’t be seeing this debauchery.â€
Siddhartha made a move to stop their depravity, but Najmuddin placed a firm hand on his shoulder.
“They have surrendered. We have not.â€
Gotembara shared Siddhartha’s feelings of contempt. Together they looked at the sinful display for one last moment before moving on…

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As the caravan trekked across the barren Simeon, they picked up whoever was willing and able to join them. A myriad of peoples, young, old, male, female, all made up the growing line. At last, the caravan came upon the shores of what was the Great Lake. Ravana's palace loomed threateningly in the foreground. Garasu flew off to recover Yoroi’s hidden ship. At the same time Gotembara, Siddhartha, Najmuddin and other leaders formulated a plan of attack…

TO BE CONTINUED
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQG7dZUnNLs&feature=related"]*Ending Theme 3 plays*[/ame]
(‘Hallelujah’ by Jeff Buckley)

Next Time
*Next Episode Promo Theme 3 plays*
(‘Bandai CM Music Collection’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)

The Sanniyas’ game continues; Yoroi continues pursuing Kola Sanniya; and Sariputta seeks out yet another to join the coming clash.​
 
Passage 24: “End of Days†– Part 4​


“Kiliana!†Ikeia called out.
“Her mind is gone. Don’t waste your breath.â€
He looked at the images as they played. More horror. More pain. More death. His teeth clenched together in anger as he slowly got up onto his feet.
“No...†he said quietly. “I will not let you win...â€
His head shot up from looking at Kiliana to the Sanniya.
“I don't care how many of you there are!†he said, taking an attack pose. “NO MORE!†Ikeia sprung forward. No weapons, no power, but an iron fist as he lunged at his opponent….


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As Gotembara slumbered, the image of Jayasena played in his mind's eye. He was walking toward something, ignoring his calls. Gotembara followed quickly after him. When at last Jayasena stopped, he turned and pointed upward toward an image of Sariputta walking through an immense sea of stars.
“Sariputta-hamu!†Gotembara called from the ground. He looked for Jayasena again but he had disappeared.
“Gotembara†Sariputta acknowledged his fellow saint. “The End is coming soon.â€
“The barrier to Ahasa has been lifted†said Gotembara. “Are you heading back?â€
“Not yet. There is still one thing left for me to do. You must hasten your mustering of the Tribes before I return.â€
“Where are you going?â€
“To find one of Ravana’s enemies.â€
“One of his enemies, out beyond Canaan….†Gotembara pondered this and came to a realization. “You don’t mean - â€
“I do. Gather together the Tribes and prepare for battle. And pray the Judges can prevail.â€


Sariputta disappeared, and Gotembara awoke. He looked up to the sky and found the same featureless cloud cover as before, a stark contrast to the clear night sky decorated with stars that he had just envisioned. Sariputta’s words continued to echo in his mind. Gotembara nodded to himself. It would be done…[/I]

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*Opening Theme plays*
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“You want us to start here?†asked Cheiron skeptically. He and Sarindhu had reached a tavern beside a lone road. “Shouldn’t we look for some actual soldiers?â€
“We’ll find some eventually. But even so we could use anyone we can get†explained his companion.
“So what, you expect two pirates can just waltz in there and get a chorus of volunteers to fight a demon king?â€
“It’s worth a shot.â€
“I beg to differ…â€

The two ex-pirates stepped into the establishment. The few that were slumped or huddled within had looks of despairing detachment etched on their faces. Only one or two even bothered to look at the newcomers.
“Time to work your magic†muttered Cheiron to Sarindhu.
“Well? You want a drink or are you just taking in the scenery?†the bartender asked.
“We’re raising an army against Ravana†answered Sarindhu for all the patrons to hear. They stared at the two for a moment as though they were insane.
“Nevermind, I think you’re plenty drunk already†the bartender snorted.
“I know you two†said a nearby patron. “You’re one of those Horu.†The others now looked on Cheiron and Sarindhu with antipathy. “What are you trying to pull here?â€
“The Horu helped take down GaraYakka and HiriYakka in Simeon, for your information†Cheiron retorted.
“Am I supposed to shed a tear?â€
“Looks like that’s all you’ve been doing since the ten-headed freak took over.â€
Some of the patrons rose up menacingly. Sarindhu came in between them and Cheiron.â€
“The Horu are gone, we’re the only ones left. We’d like to help you retake your planet, if you will try to put aside our feud.â€
“Correction, you would like to help them†said Cheiron. “I haven’t yet lost my mind.â€
“I heard some people did try to fight†said another voice. “And they all either died or disappeared. Were you behind that?â€
“We were†said Sarindhu. Cheiron brought his hand to his face and shook his head.
“Well there you go†said the questioner. “They lead our people to slaughter and expect us to follow them eagerly. You’re a bunch of thieves and killers. No one is going to buy your sorry attempt at playing hero. Now leave us be and go back where you came from. At least we’ll be rid of one curse.â€

Cheiron was about to retort, but Sarindhu held his hand up for silence. There was nothing more they could say. He turned away from the Zebulunites and left the tavern. Cheiron gave them one last scornful look before following his friend out…

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It was happening again… and there was nothing he could do to stop it. The battle that ended the war between Issachar and the three anointed Tribes, the outcome of which had resulted in his exile and virtual imprisonment for most of his youth. He had gone over the fight countless times in his dreams, always within himself and trying to figure out what could have done differently. It was an agonizing process on an average day.

Today was quite different. Today he was forced into the role of spectator, watching the entire battle with his own eyes, able to see every blow and hear every word with crystal clarity. It was this new perspective that allowed him to truly process things. To truly realize what had been said and done. But for the most part… Obelisk was not affected by it. He had long since accepted the fact that his people had let their pride get the best of them. He had been left behind at the palace and saw off the once-mighty Issachite army. It was something Shimron had said...again and again as the battle looped and Obelisk floated through an infinite darkness...that struck a chord with him.
“I want to make sure that you're worthy of the power and skill bestowed upon you.â€

At first, Obelisk had just taken it as arrogance and conceit. Shirmon didn't think he was good enough to ascend to his level of power? But...as time passed and he was forced to watch the battle over and over again, nagging thoughts of doubt began to surface from the back of his mind. They were thoughts that had occurred before, if he was honest...but only briefly. After the war ended, Obelisk had been brought to Levi and kept under unwavering eye. In this time he had tried to immerse himself with the knowledge and secrets of his Tribe through the turtle-shaped artifact he had smuggled with him, scant as it was, and hone his skill with the power Shirmon had passed to him. Such actions had allowed him to push his doubts and insecurities aside...but no longer.

“He knew that what I had wasn't my own. Everything I was...nearly everything I am...is because of him...â€

Deep within the recesses of Obelisk's mind, hidden from his awareness, something was arriving. A pair of red eyes shot open. A sinister smile formed as the battle stopped playing out in front of Obelisk, leaving him to float through the darkness. Leaving him to float along with nothing but his thoughts…

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Ikeia was caught in the coils of a giant snake hanging from a branch before his punch could touch Kapala Sanniya. Lightning streaked across the sky and strange creatures lurked in the shadows. Ikeia thrashed furiously against the snake's grip.
“No...NO NO NO!â€
Ikeia's body ignited as a silver-white halo suddenly began to envelope him, vaporizing the snake that held him. Ikeia landed but soon became ensnared in strangler vines. Kapala Sanniya laughed at the sight and began slamming his foot over the Judge's back and head…

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Ban decided to call out to Demala Sanniya, who seemingly had yet to take notice of him.
“You know I'm here, so let’s just get this game over with.â€
It did occur to him that this may not be his style and he had something else planned. Demala Sanniya at last looked up from his immense tome.
“I’ve been reading up on you, Ban.â€
“Have you?â€
“Oh yes. You and your friend lead quite an interesting life.â€
“… Havok? Where is he??â€
“Don’t fret. Torture notwithstanding, he is still alive.â€
“Where is he?!â€

Across the room, a door opened up and Israfil tumbled out.
“Havok!â€
Israfil, still sore from Pita Sanniya’s affliction, jumped at the sight of Ban.
“Are you alright?? What happened?!†Ban came up and dragged Israfil to his feet.
“Sako… Sako’s gone...â€
“Gone where?â€
“All your friends are within these walls, and that is where you will stay. Now, shall we get started?â€
He closed the book and moved in front of the table.
“Two on one? You sure you don’t want a hand?†asked a voice. On a balcony appeared Kora Sanniya. Demala Sanniya paused for a moment and then smiled.
“Be my guest.â€
Ban and Israfil raised their weapons, bracing themselves for what was coming next…

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Pack had been brought to an underground dungeon. While the walls and ceilings were decorated with hanging chains and locks, Kana Sanniya kept him unbound, opting instead to place him in the center of a large pit-like structure. A small stone stairway led out of this pit, and there the Sanniya stood, watching the Danite sit with his legs folded beneath him in silence. Pack locked eyes with him and held them there, daring not to turn away for even a moment and show weakness. Like a statue he sat motionless. Whatever Kana Sanniya had in mind, he wasn’t going to make it easy for him.

“What are you doing here?†asked Vata Sanniya as he and Pita Sanniya appeared behind him.
“It seems a residue of the jewels’ power remains in the Judges still. This one is trying to find it.†explained Kana Sanniya.
“Well then, aren’t you going to give him his punishment?†asked Pita Sanniya.
“I don’t how to punish him. He’s not attached to anything or anyone, unlike his brethren. And that makes him more interesting.â€
The three Sanniyas descended down the steps and surrounded Pack.
“Judge of Dan†said Pita Sanniya. “You are of the House of Fan.â€
Pack remained mute.
“Yet you ran away from that life to join the unwashed ascetics.â€
“…Is there a point to this biography?†Pack asked at last.
“What would make you give up that luxury? Who would trade chalices of wine for… branches of figs?â€
Pack looked at him for a moment and turned away. Pita Sanniya looked at his fellow demons. Kana Sanniya snapped his fingers. A Kattu came in with a covered tray. Pack removed the cover and examined the condiments: one the left was a plate of the finest delicacies and a wine jar richly ornamented with gold and gems. On the right were a dull-colored clay plate of yellow-green figs and a clay cup of water.
“I’m sure you haven’t had a decent meal in a long time.â€
Pack looked up. “Depends on what you consider ‘decent’.â€

Kana Sanniya smiled and waved a hand toward the food. Despite the rebuttal, Pack did find the meal on the left a tempting offer, and he was feeling hungry. Suspicion of deceit put aside, he took a bite from the plate on the left. Suddenly he found himself back in the Fan estate, dressed in the vestments of the aristocracy. His relations and friends, whom he had long since forgotten, were still living as they always had. He found his own brother whom had tried to steal the yellow Rathnaya, still enjoying the opulence of his birthright. Not like himself, who now carried the weight of the world on his shoulders alongside his fellow Judges. Any other time, Pack would have felt revulsion. Now though, he suddenly felt a tinge of…. envy. He couldn’t be sure if it was the food or some repressed emotion that was now reemerging.
“Ah†observed Kana Sanniya, his voice echoing in Pack’s ears as the vision continued. “So you do desire something. Perhaps deep down you wish you had stayed?â€

The tray reappeared before Pack, now bearing only the meager meal of figs and water. Pack ate one fig, and the estate vanished. He was now alone in the wilderness, disheveled and dusty, the rich wardrobe replaced with more humble attire. Hunger and thirst plagued him. Far away he could hear the jeers of those he preached to and was rejected by. The ascetics with whom he had met passed him by, themselves feeling worse, if not the same stings. The sun scorched him. He could find no refuge.
“Riches to rags. Not the usual course the story takes.â€
Pack was back in the dungeon, with the three Sanniyas surrounding him.
“And look where you have ended up. Who was the true fool?â€
Pack looked at the three, resuming his stoic posture. “The one who lives for nothing, has no purpose… does not appreciate the wisdom of his ancestors. Is his richness all that makes the difference to you?â€
“He is not close to death.â€
“Because he died a long time ago.â€

Pita and Vata Sanniyas scowled. Kana Sanniya however seemed intrigued.
“We eighteen are masters of the most wretched of maladies. You saw what I did to the Asherite. My companions here have probably done worse. I could do the same to you…â€
Pack did not flinch. “So why don’t you?â€
“Because†answered the demon “you are a different breed than your friends. You have hardened yourself to the world. But before this is over, we will break you.â€
“I doubt you can.â€
“Your faith is admirable. But do not forget that you are but a mortal like the rest of your friends. By this simple demonstration you have shown that even a lofty prophet can be swayed.â€
Pack was now brought to his feet.
“Come.â€
“Where are you taking him?†asked Vata Sanniya.
“To Ravana-raja.â€

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Ikeia’s fury increased as he fought the plants ensnaring him. He made a grabbing motion towards Kapala Sanniya, forcing himself through the net and knocking him off his feet. He tore the snares off and caught the demon as he flung himself on him. With a poison-dipped blade, he stabbed at Ikeia again and again. Ikeia parried the savage blows, all the while feeling something rise within him…

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Ban stepped forward and looked at Kora Sanniya.
“So do you want to fight or are you gonna try playing with our heads?â€
Kora Sanniya suddenly appeared bored. He turned his back and walked away.
“What’s he doing?†asked Israfil.
“I don’t know.â€

Before they could figure it out, Demala Sanniya grabbed Israfil and hoisted him up onto the balcony. Ban looked around wildly for a way to follow them, but Kora Sanniya was now upon him, taking advantage of his lapse in attention. He grabbed his arm and crammed his hand into his mouth. Sharp teeth dripping with white-hot venom begin grinding and slicing Ban's hand, tempting him to drop his sword and escape the pain. Fighting to maintain composure, Ban grabbed Kora Sanniya’s mouth and slowly wedged it open. He kicked the demon in the stomach, propelling himself away and retrieving his bleeding hand. He figured most of his attacks were going to be ineffective. If he was to summon his residual power again, it had to be soon. But how could he focus with Israfil in peril and he himself partially crippled?

He hurled over a table and flew toward Kora Sanniya, sword pointed forward…

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Sako, still recovering from Pita Sanniya’s creul punishment, now found herself standing in darkness. Trauma, regret, and anger filled Sako after seeing what they have done to her dear sister. This happened because of her...because she failed to win, because she gave up, because once again she wasn't strong enough... How could the blue Rathnaya choose a weakling like her? How could the black Rathnaya even think of assisting her? Was this all for nothing?

She couldn't die...not yet...not until she had revenge...

She cautiously sat down in the middle of the corridor, or what appeared to be a corridor. Where had Israfil gone, or everyone else for that matter? It had been tough enough fighting a Sanniya with one partner. How was she going to manage alone? Sako drew her arms and legs close together. What about what Ban had said about their power still being within them? Clearing her mind and stilling her body, Sako attempted to meditate, to draw the residue out for her to take. Focus, she told herself. Keep your mind on the task… find the power…. Don’t lose the faith for despair.

An eye appeared in the gloom. Before Sako could do anything it disappeared. It appeared again, and then disappeared in the same manner. Sako lost her concentration as her apprehension grew.
“Who's there? Show yourself!â€
“As you wish.â€
Naga Sanniya appeared from the darkness. Raising a rifle adorned with carvings of coiled snakes, he fired at Sako’s chest. Sako jumped away and then withdrew her blade. Determined to win this time, Sako charged at the new enemy...

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Yoroi opened a barrage of firepower on the enemy troops in front of him. “This is taking too long†he grumbled to himself as his eyes scanned the scene and then widened in horrific realization to see the castle in the distance. Kola Sanniya had entered in.

Yoroi directed the behemoth through the fray and leapt off its back as soon as he was in the clear. Running up to the castle, he searched wildly for the through the cloud of debris. When at last he did find the demon, he was standing still, not looking at his opponent.
“You made it.â€
“I did. I don’t suppose you want to give up now, do you?â€
“Not particularly.â€
NaYakka had reappeared behind them. Yoroi's eyes widened upon sensing his presence, but was too slow to defend and got slammed into the wall with one powerful blow.

Kola Sanniya looked at Yoroi, his expression gone from indifference to amusement. He nodded once to NaYakka, sending him to finish off the Mystican. As the two fought, the he skulled off into the maze of hallways in his search for the Gate.

NaYakka fired a stream of explosive acidic poison. Swinging his lance in front of him and stabbing it into the floor upright like a staff, Yoroi collected energy to form a shield in a desperate attempt to ward off the attack. The poison slammed into his shield, causing him to skid back a short distance, as he put everything he had into his defense. He had but one option.

Adjusting the controls on his suit, he seemed to ignite and explode in a dome of purple/blue/green energy. When the smoke cleared, his body was gone. In truth, Yoroi had used the attack as a smoke bomb, and had turned himself invisible. Hoping NaYakka would think him vanquished, he continued after Kola Sanniya.

It was as if he had stepped into some sort of archaic temple... something old, yet grand...but on some level, also revamped. Pillars stood on each side of the room, keeping the ceiling up, as lights from portions of the walls lit up the hall he found himself in, taking the place of torches. A small map appeared within Yoroi’s visor. Yoroi's eyes narrowed as he saw Kola Sanniya's sensor blip fairly distant from himself. NaYakka had bought him a good deal of time. Yoroi reached a stairwell and had begun moving up it as fast as he could in pursuit of the demon. Reaching the top, he found bodies of celestial guardsmen littering the ground.

Conviction rising again, he took off running, trying to close the gap between himself and the Sanniya...

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Comic had been brought to a new locale. With his eyes remaining useless, he had to rely on his other senses: he felt gusts of wind pass around him. The floor echoed loudly from his footfalls. He detected the scent of blood.
“Well are you going to tell me where I am or should I guess?†he called out to whom he presumed was still Kalu Kumara.
“Aren’t the wind and floor familiar to you?â€
Comic paused. The wind did feel like those on the Asher plains. And the floor… those echoes seemed so characteristic of… his own home.
“Yes, I’ve taken you from the palace. You are home again.†said Kalu Kumara. “But perhaps not as you left it.â€
“What do you mean?â€
“Thank the gods you have no sight.â€
“… Ruth. Where is she??â€

The faint cry of a woman caught his attention. His foot kicked upon something hard, like a piece of broken stone. Comic made his way to a wall and moved his hand over it. It seemed as though something had smashed it apart.
“Where is my wife?!â€
“Nearby. But she doesn’t have much time left I’m afraid. Nor can I say does your child.â€
“What did you do to them?!†Comic rushed forward, kicking away more debris.
“I? Nothing†Kalu Kumara said as he moved around Comic. “This scene is just one of many around this world. But before you die I thought I would let you hear your woman’s voice one last time.â€
“Let me see her.â€
“You don’t want to.â€
“LET ME SEE HER!â€
Kalu Kumara smirked. The cries were louder now, like a woman in labor.
“RUTH!†yelled Comic. No reply came beyond more painful groans. But these went beyond the normal exertions of childbirth. These had the signature of death in their notes.
“Pity, isn’t it, to give both life and death to that child in this rubble, abandoned and alone? You should have stayed here. Then you could have all died together quickly. But you just had to play the hero one last time. Was it worth it?â€

Comic was now on all fours, shoveling through rubble and using his ears to pinpoint his wife. But the cries now seemed to come from all directions. Comic hurled a stone away and cried out himself in frustrated despair.
“NILAYA!†he yelled. Kalu Kumara snarled at hearing his mortal name. Comic turned back toward where he assumed the demon was.
“You want to kill me, you go right ahead. But spare Ruth and the child. You have the power… just do this one thing, and you can have your way with me.â€
“Oh? Is the mighty hero reduced begging on his knees?†mocked Kalu Kumara. “You won’t even try to fight?â€
“You would fight a blind man?†Comic rebutted quietly.
“… No. I’ll return your sight so I can properly kill you in battle.â€

A cobra slithered out from Kalu Kumara’s body and bit Comic’s face. Comic flinched and tore the serpent off. Gradually his vision became clearer until it was back to normal. The Asherite looked around wildly at the remains of his house for any sign of Ruth, but Kalu Kumara was swinging his sword down over his head. Barely having time to dodge, Comic rolled away and withdrew UshiMitiya. Ruth’s cries became louder and more persistent. Kalu Kumara smiled cruelly at the torn look on Comic’s face as they dueled. His rival was weakening. This was what he wanted...

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Kapala Sanniya was wearing Ikeia down.
“Why do you fight?â€
The question echoed in the Judge’s head. As he rolled on the ground and forced himself back up, he looked back on Kiliana’s unconscious body. Hers represented all Canaanites. They would all fall if he and the others failed.

A curious light came over Ikeia’s body. Just a dim aura at first, but it became brighter and brighter as its power grew. Kapala Sanniya stopped his assault and watched with wary intrigue.
“What is this?â€
A group of Kattu appeared from the shadows at the Sanniya’s bidding and attacked Ikeia from all directions. Ikeia continued on. He couldn't quit. The attacks still came, and he couldn't get the upper hand. He couldn't think, or breath, or...

He screamed. He screamed in pain, yes, but also out of pure frustration and rage. Frustration at the overdose of stimuli, and frustration at his predicament.
“NO!â€
As a strike of lightning came down, white light engulfed his body. A faint shockwave of light sprouted forward, leaving the Judge of Gad clad in a reduced form of his armor.

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*Griffinger theme plays*
(‘Unare Jikou Shinkuu Ken’ from Sekai Ninja Sen Jiraiya)​

He breathed heavily. It seemed Ban had been right about their power. It wouldn't be enough to win the day alone, but at least he had a chance now. Taking KirinRauma, Ikeia began to bring down the grunts. Kapala Sanniya watched the brawl. His initial fear at Ikeia’s retention of his Rathnaya’s power turned into inquisitiveness. A smile crept to his face as an idea formed in his mind.

Ikeia leapt toward Kapala Sanniya, unfolded his chakram into halberd mode and cut across his body. The two locked themselves in a duel once more. Ikeia charged up his twin blades and slashed repeatedly toward his foe. Kapala Sanniya jumped back and flew through the air, avoiding a strong stabbing motion from Ikeia. Landing on a tree, he blew out a dense mist from his mouth, shrouding the area from sight.

Ikeia growled. He had to take the offensive. But how? He couldn't see Kapala Sanniya through the cloud. Or could he? Thinking fast, Ikeia raised his weapon and let its light encapsulate it, giving the appearance of a miniature moon. The light quickly exposed the demon's body, as well as those of more demons coming on scene. Ikeia yelled out and charged forward. Like a whirlwind he slashed and stabbed, rushing to end this battle and revive Kiliana. He continued until nothing else moved.

The mist then lifted, revealing the forest once more. Kapala Sanniya had vanished. Lying in front of Ikeia were the bodies of the creatures he had just fought. Before his eyes, however, they changed shape into his fellow tribesmen. Ikeia stared in petrified horror…

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Vata, Pita and Kana Sanniyas brought Pack before Ravana’s throne
“What’s this?†asked the ten-headed monarch. “I gave the Judges for you to play with.â€
“And for that we are grateful†said Kana Sanniya with a bow of his head. “But I feel this one needs a harsher lesson. And you Raja are the perfect teacher.â€
“Hmm.†Ravana’s twenty eyes looked down on Pack.
“Well? You’re in the presence of a king. Bow down.â€
Pack remained standing.
“I said bow.â€
Kana Sanniya forced Pack on his knees. Ginijala Sanniya, Vedda Sanniya, Golu Sanniya, Biri Sanniya, Maru Sanniya, Amuku Sanniya, Gulma Sanniya, Deva Sanniya, and Kala Sanniya now gathered around the throne in interest.
“I hear you are a preacher, Danite. Preach to us. Tell us to repent before it’s too late.â€
The others snickered as Pack responded. “Mock me while you can. Soon you won’t have a chance to.â€
“Do you really think heaven can save you now? Or more to the point, will they even bother to try?â€

Ravana got up and stood tall above Pack. “Look at you. You turned away from your rich, safe, comfortable life to serve a bunch of gods you read about in a book. You gave your life to them, did everything they told you. Warned your kin of their appending doom. And what have you got to show for it? How have you been repaid? By deserting you in the hour of need, so that you must humble yourself before me, the one you should have paid homage to all along, in the chance that I might spare your futile existence just a bit longer.â€
Ravana paused. “Do not tell me you have never once doubted your choice.â€
Pack needn’t have said anything. His face said it all.

“So now that you have submitted yourself, why don’t you join me? Become my prophet and preach to your friends that they must repent. I can give you back your old life. Safe, comfortable… everything you sought out but had all along.â€
“Do you really expect me to follow that suggestion?â€
Ravana’s nine secondary heads rotated around to look at the Sanniyas, while the main one smiled at Pack.
“No, I suppose not. You need further persuasion.â€

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Kira was thrown into a courtyard full of pebbles, large stones, and remains of old walls.
“Well?†she called out as she slowly moved around the chosen battlefield, ToriKasaya at the ready. “I’m ready. What about you?â€
Kasyapa, Saradiel and Aimana appeared in front of her, but did not attack. Instead they parted as Murta Sanniya came up from behind. Seeing this dreaded monster face-to-face was enough to dampen Kira’s brave spirit.
“Are you truly ready?â€
He took out a massive club and swung down hard on the Zebulunite…

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Israfil leaned over the balcony as he blocked a blow from Demala Sanniya with his staff. Shoving him away, he then noticed a swarm of books suddenly flying off the shelves and pelting him left and right. Demala Sanniya took advantage of the distraction and threw him off the ledge to the floor. Israfil crased onto a table and rolled off onto the floor, amazed his bones were not shattered. Seeing Demala Sanniya landing gracefully after him, he hurriedly tried to crawl away.
“Is that all? Surely you can do better than that.â€
Israfil used another table to pick himself up. Further away, Ban had his hands full with Kora Sanniya. Israfil was on his own.

Two heavy shelves moved forward and fell toward each other, making a sort of shed. Their contents cascaded down, drowning Israfil in a wave of books. Demala Sanniya waded through the mound of fallen tomes, searching for any sign of flesh. Israfil burst out from underneath, his breaths labored with exertion.
“Very good†complemented the Sanniya. “You still have some spirit left.â€
Israfil jumped forward and thrust his staff into Demala Sanniya’s chest. The demon simply caught it, dragged Israfil toward him and struck his head and stomach in quick succession before throwing him off his feet to the floor. Gaining the staff in doing so, he stabbed hard into Israfil’s stomach, making him cry out.

Ban meanwhile was having trouble with Kora Sanniya. His ravaged hand could barely grip RyuKaduwa, leaving him at an even further disadvantage. He whipped his head around upon hearing Israfil’s cry.
“Havok!â€
Kora Sanniya threw a punch to Ban’s face. Ban spun around and threw a kick. Kora Sanniya caught his leg and managed to get a bite out of this as well. Ban yanked his leg away, but crashed down as he felt it begin to go numb like his hand. Kora Sanniya stepped over Ban and grinded a foot into his stomach. His other foot was placed on his injured arm, sending more spasms of pain flowing through his opponent.
“Well? Show me that form you killed Mahasona with. I don’t believe you’re this weak.â€
Ban attempted to throw Kora Sanniya off him, trying not to black out from the pain.
“No? Well then I guess you lose…â€
A signboard appeared and lit green on the Sanniyas' side. They released their victims and kicked them toward each other. Ban tried to stand, to hold something, but found both efforts to be in vain. Kora Sanniya knelt down before him.
“What did you do?†asked Ban.
“Lameness has overcome you. You will recover… but pray it comes soon. You still have a long way to go. More enemies to fight. More chances to fail. Now, enjoy your punishment and your friend’s as wellâ€

A screen appeared before Ban and Israfil showing Earth. Ban gazed upon his homeworld. It had been so long since he had seen it… but now that he was again, he wished he wasn’t. Around the planet, hordes of demons had appeared and were spreading and leaving destruction in their wake. Ban watched the scene in horror. Battered both physically and mentally, he could do nothing except close his eyes. Israfil meanwhile was feeling the room spin. Sights and sounds became garbled into incoherence. Hallucinations began to dance in his mind.

“I wonder if I can make Earth my little playground†Kora Sanniya wondered aloud. Casting one last glance at Ban and Israfil he turned to Demala Sanniya.
“Let’s go find some more playmates.â€
The demons disappeared, leaving the two Judges to suffer alone…

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Ikeia's eyes widened in shock. It...it was just like the dream he had had, after their loss to GaraYakka and HiriYakka. He had...he had been responsible...

Ikeia wandered around the wasteland, alone. He wondered what had been done that had caused this area of forest to be a swamp-like waste dump, what had just destroyed everything. Skulls and bones littered the ground with the debris. He could see creatures in the distance, hacking and slashing at the ruins of buildings.
"HEY!" he shouted, running over to them. As he neared, he saw they were Kattu and other Yakko. "GET LOST!" Taking his sword, Ikeia cut into the first grunt, and then the second.

"Sir!" came a voice. "Why do you slaughter your own people?! Are you no better then your enemy?!"
Confused, Ikeia looked at the Kattu he had just slain. However, in its place lay a Gadite woman.
"What...what is..."
"You are no better then those who wish to conquer you! You burn and pillage the villages of your own people in the name of power! And then you have the audacity to declare yourself a champion of justice! You disgust me! At least the Yakko embrace who they are! You just lie and delude yourself with visions of grandeur!"

"No...I..." but Ikeia could say nothing. A Yakka injected its poison into Ikeia…


“No...â€
It was true. All his worst fears. He was really evil. He couldn't distinguish good from evil. Ikeia let out an angry wail…

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Kiliana now slowly came to. Ikeia’s voice startled her into full attention, and she saw his work laid out around her. Looking from them to Ikeia in shock, she watched as the reduced armor on Ikeia flickered and finally vanished and he landed on his knees, unmoving.

Kapala Sanniya's blood dripped onto Ikeia's body as the demon stood behind him.
“I believe this is punishment enough. You shall have mercy.â€
Ikeia remained unmoving as his eyes glazed over. He deserved to die. After all the killing, he just deserved to die. He waited for Kapala Sanniya to finish the job, or send him elsewhere. It no longer mattered.
“I must admit, you scared me for a moment there. The Rathnayas have managed to leave a considerable mark on you and your brethren. But it depends on your clarity of mind and keeping of faith. Fear and rage will only sustain you for so long. As you now see.â€
He cast a cruel smile on Ikeia.
“Yet you should be scared. You should hate yourself, for your sins are great. The jewels’ power won’t remain forever. Accept your fate and stand aside so your betters can run this world.â€

The Sanniya disappeared. Ikeia slowly lifted his eyes and saw Kiliana looking back at him.
“Kiliana…â€
Kiliana was limping toward him. Ikeia kept his eyes on her face, especially on her bandaged eye. That wound had been by his hand, the first of many. All of which had built up to this final moment. His chance for redemption was nonexistent.
“Ikeia… your suit - â€
With his loss of control he could not retain a hold on his residual power. Ikeia was just as vulnerable now as before.
“You alright?â€
“What happened here?â€
Ikeia went mute. He could only shake his head and turn away. Kiliana knelt beside him. The forest was now getting colder and foggier. Soon they could see nothing…

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Kira dodged Murta Sanniya’s blows, wrapped ToriKasaya around his club, and rid the momentum up towards him as he readied another strong swing. She delivered a sideways kick with both feet, pushing him backward. As the Sanniya got back up, Kira flung out her whip, sending stinging lashes down across him.

Murta Sanniya seemed to back away, but suddenly grabbed the descending whip, yanked Kira toward him and flipped her over his head. Retrieving his club, he started beating the Judge while laughing maniacally. Kira tried to rill away, but only met the three YakkaJins, who blocked any means of getting away. Kira was forced to confront Murta Sanniya at close range, where use of a whip would be of little use.

Murta Sanniya grinned almost lustfully. Feeling her fear rising, Kira grimaced and straightened her whip to sword mode. The demon was upon her again…

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Sako's head was beginning to hurt. She was getting tired of all this nonsense. Roaring in rage, she blindly charged at Naga Sanniya at full speed, not caring what would happen to herself, as long as she killed this demon. But with her loss of self-control came loss of effectiveness. Naga Sanniya easily dodged all of Sako's moves. Knocking away another desperate blow, he bashed her head with the handle of the gun.

Sako rolled away. What the hell was she thinking acting this way? That bash to the head certainly woke her up...not to mention worsened her headache.
“Ok...stay calm...I have to focus… concentrate…â€
But even so Sako wasn't sure what to do next as she backed away. This thing was too fast, how the hell was she supposed to defeat it alone. Bahirawa himself now seemed like child’s play compared to this.
“Here goes nothing...†Sako once again attacked, carefully this time, keeping her guard up. She stopped a few feet away from Naga Sanniya, shot him with KazeThuwakua, and charged again with KazePihiya and slashed as many times as she could...

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The endless black void had, over time, lost its endlessness, causing Obelisk to drop to the floor and land in a rather uncomfortable position. As the minutes stretched on, he waved his hand around, looking for anything solid. He eventually found a wall and sat against it, exhaustion overtaking him.

A sound pulled him out of his half-asleep state some time later, and he glanced up slowly to see the Judges of Gad and Reuben appear nearby.
Hmm..., 'least I'm not the only one that lost.
Obelisk's thoughts faded, the feelings evoked by his memories still plaguing him. Still...he had some at least partially-competent help now...maybe they could get something done. He snorted quietly at Kiliana. From the lack of visible bruising on her body, she hardly seemed to have fought back at all. An audible sigh fell from Obelisk's lips as he decided to speak up.
“Obelisk!†Kiliana said in surprise and relief.
“If the rest of them fared as well as you, we’re in trouble indeed.â€
He trailed off into silence for a few seconds, shifting against the wall so that his back was against the stones, his legs bent with feet on the floor and his arms resting on his knees. He did not truly seem angry...just resigned.
“We can't do anything stuck inside here. This place has some sort of power about it that won't allow us to win. I threw one of the strongest attacks I could muster against Kana Sanniya, and he literally shrugged it off. Unless we can fight outside, on even ground...then there's no way to win.â€
“But how do we do that?†asked Kiliana.
“Not by staying here, that’s for sure.â€

Obelisk sighed roughly and brought his arms down to press his hands against the floor and push off, slowly bringing himself to his feet with a light groan. Passing by Kiliana, he came up to the silent Ikeia.
“Come on, get up.â€
It took the Ikeia a moment to comprehend Obelisk's words, or even realize he had talked at all. He seemed to half-glance at the Issachite Judge, and then returned to his gaze on the floor, as if it was too much effort to do anything. A moment of pure silence passed, as Ikeia seemed to be a statue.
“I'm a monster†he said, finally. It was quiet, barely audible. As if Ikeia had lost any will to do...well, anything at all. “I should die...â€
“...What?â€
“Ikeia†Kiliana started, but Obelisk stepped in front of her, staring down at Ikeia. Several courses of action went through his mind then, and as he tried to choose, he decided to speak a bit more.
“So much for the Judges of legend.â€

*BGM plays*
(‘A Straight Line to Bushido (Part 1)’ from Samurai Sentai Shinkenger)​

In a flash of movement, he reached down and grabbed Ikeia by his throat, hefting the shorter man to his feet and slamming him up against a nearby wall. Obelisk's eyes blazed with golden fury as he leaned forward, getting right into the other mans face.
“Listen up you wretch. I don’t give a damn what you think your problem is. I'm gonna tell you what it is: you're a coward who can't seem to fathom the fact that you're a Judge. And as a Judge, you only have to do one job, which is protecting Canaan. No, it's not easy, and yes, people die along the way. Sometimes they're faceless masses, sometimes they're your best friends. But you deal with it and move on, and you get the job done!â€
He held him there for a moment longer before letting him go.
“And I swear to whatever god that’s apparently forsaken us that if you can't get your act together, I'll kill you myself and save Ravana the hassle. You got that?â€
“Enough!†yelled Kiliana, shoving Obelisk away and giving him a stern look. “I don’t know what your problem is, but going after your teammates isn’t helping anybody.â€
“Fine. Let’s just stay here with him until we get found and die. Will that be better?â€
“Who do you think you are?â€
“I†said Obelisk with a snarl “am the heir to the Issachite throne. That alone puts me above you!â€
An indignant Kiliana’s eyes flashed dangerously at this man’s sheer audacity. Ikeia made no attempt to resist Obelisk's abuse, and simply dropped back down to his knees.

A light turned on somewhere, revealing Ravana on a balcony a few feet above the three. The Rakshasa monarch was seated on his throne drinking a goblet of wine.
“Hello again! Having fun?â€
Obelisk glanced back at Ikeia and Kiliana, eyes widening a fraction as he suddenly saw Pack standing with the demon. He too looked defeated, but curiously not completely demoralized. At least there was some good sign.
“Fun...well, no. Not really†he responded. “Having my own doubts and insecurities brought to light tends to be depressing. I hope you’ve been treating our holy man well.â€
“He can attest to my hospitality†Ravana cast a glance at Pack, who said nothing.
“Since you’re here, why don’t we talk?†Obelisk continued.
“Oh?â€
“I can appreciate psychological torment as well as the next guy, but it all seems a bit pointless. You had us disarmed and helpless...could have finished us off right away and continued on toward your goal unopposed. Why not kill us?â€

Kiliana and Ikeia looked to him, wondering what he could possibly be up to wit his almost casual approach to their archnemesis. Obelisk noted their curiosity and smiled in satisfaction to himself.
“See...best I can figure, you need us alive for some reason. And instead of just keeping us locked up somewhere, you decided to set up these 'games' for your own amusement. I could probably make some assumptions based just on that, but there's no real point. Why not just tell us what you want already?â€
Ravana laughed. “There is nothing to tell. Vsoon what I want will be in my hands and Creation will come under my domain. Canaan is only the first rung in the ladder. All I have to until then is sit and wait. And while I do so, I may as well kill some time and enjoy a little show. Think of it as payback for being a thorn in my side all this time.

Now then, let's continue.â€

The Judges suddenly found themselves in the center of a large arena. Hordes of Yakko sat in the stands above cheering and yelling. Vata, Pita, Kana, Ginijala, Vedda, Golu, Biri, Maru, Amuku, Gulma, Deva, and Kala Sanniyas appeared behind Ravana’s throne.
“Citizens!†announced Biri Sanniya in a sonorous voice. “To commemorate the Ascension of our kingdom, your Raja has granted you this contest! Standing here, four of the Judges of Canaan! And their opponent...Slesma Sanniya!â€

A pair of doors below Ravana’s balcony burst open. Several stallions galloped out, pulling chariots mounted by Kattu. Bringing up the rear was Slesma Sanniya on his own chariot. The Kattu herded the Judges to the center of the arena. Slesma Sanniya leapt off his chariot and landed in the center with the Judges, a deadly lance in his hand.
“Now I will break your spirit†Ravana said quietly to Pack. Pack simply watched his fellow Judges, praying for some way out…

TO BE CONTINUED
[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQG7dZUnNLs&feature=related"]*Ending Theme 3 plays*[/ame]
(‘Hallelujah’ by Jeff Buckley)

Next Time
*Next Episode Promo Theme 3 plays*
(‘Bandai CM Music Collection’ from Seiju Sentai Gingaman)

The Sanniyas’ game continues; Yoroi catches up to Kola Sanniya and fights for possession of Gladius Crucis.​
 
I think it's an awesome story, just that sometimes, I'm feeling as if it's rushed. I think you should take your time and add a bit of dialogue during some fight scenes to create some more tension and also build up the tension before jumping straight into "They reach. He jumps. He slashes" <That's what I mean by rushed. I'm not a perfect writer myself, but even I rush things a lot, and it's a real slap across the face when you realize how impatient you are to just write some parts out.
 

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