Zena: The Last Fight
A Respectable Person

"Hmm ... haughty woman! You think you're capable and worthy of leading an army? The weakest kind even of beast, you will only trouble and hinder the course of battle. It's better to be quiet and your job is to look after the wounded, also to make us food of course," said the commander snorting while sneering at Zena who could not be seen.

Sebastian was agitated, in his heart did not accept the attitude of the commander who demeaned Zena. If it was another girl, she wouldn't be as upset as she is right now. The two warrior team chiefs of Chendrik even held their breaths, widening in disbelief no one dared to underestimate their master. However, none of this applies to Zena. He laughed as everyone stiffened and nearly exploded.

"really? I don't know if here I have to take care of the wounded and cook for you. What if I put some powder on top of the food I'm going to serve you? It was nice to see you dying after eating it. Ah ... if so, I'll go cook," said Zena widened her smile as she moved out.

Everyone gawked at him, the eagle-eyed warriors even gulped in fear. They knew when Zena said that, that must be what would happen. Horror was clearly emanating on their faces, their entire bodies shuddered, their hands and feet trembled and all of that was seen by the haughty military commander.

Zena's laughter sounded more and more sinister and terrifying, Sebastian had never even heard the sound of laughter. It was like a mysterious witch. The commander frowned confusedly, even though he thought it was just a peanut threat. There was no way he would dare to act as he said.

"Master! Wait!" prevent the team leader of the Blue Eagle before Zena steps completely through the door line.

The girl stopped, turning her head to look at the chief. Anger clearly emanated in both of his dark beads. In the next second, Zena reviewed her sweet smile and looked innocent. Just like when Sebastian first saw her.

"It's okay, you guys just sit here. I'm just a woman, a weak and unreliable kind. It only troubles you who are destined to be men" said Zena, glancing at the commander who kept silent no longer spoke. The thick-moustached man snarled from Zena's cold gaze.

Zena resumed her steps, a few more steps she came out a hand pulled her.

"Stay here, no offense. The commander doesn't know who you are yet, I'm sorry for that. Sit down again, let's continue the discussion earlier," Sebastian's request slightly squeezed his wrist.

Zena looked at the two male beads, there was a bad taste as well as a little disappointed at the incident earlier. With a long sigh, Zena gave in. Loosening the tensed veins, he was too tired to think about all the problems that were plaguing.

"alright. I just wanted to clean myself up, it was too sticky. Can I go to the bathroom?" said Zena in her plain and flexible style. He even smiled sweetly making both cheeks Sebastian met red.

"Oh." Not knowing what to do, Sebastian scratched his non-itchy hair.

Zena handed Sebastian his bow and samurai. Only he can be trusted for now, and in this gathering of course.

"So it's all like you're guarding your own life" Zena ordered before leaving the room. He calls Cheo, invites him to clean up as well.

Sebastian stared at the two weapons that had been accompanying Zena's journey. A sacred thing that he must take good care of. In addition to appreciating Zena, he must also appreciate the true owner of the two heirlooms. The legend of the White Eagle.

With great care Sebastian clutched the object, taking it to its original place under the gaze of two Chendrik's men. They felt envious, inwardly wanting to touch that heirloom. All this time they only saw it in the form of images that were displayed on the wall of the headquarters. The first weapon designed directly by the legend and forged by the famous blacksmith of his time.

"What do you see?" jolt Sebastian while tightening the object into his arms.

"General, may we touch him? All this time we only saw the picture, and only this first time to see directly the heirloom of our own headquarters," pinta one of the leaders with eyes sparkling with hope.

Sebastian glanced at his own embrace, shaking tightly as his gaze dropped on them. Disappointment continued to be seen on their faces, instantly they lowered their heads and repeatedly glanced at Sebastian with envy. It invites the curious in the heart of the leader Sebastian.

"I just want to see it, what's so special? Maybe it's just a copy, right? So, let me examine it for a moment," said the commander, holding his wrath in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Commander. If you really want to be sure, you can wait for the owner and ask him for permission, "Strade is far from what he expected.

The thick-moustached man's face was getting blacker and uglier in appearance. He widened his eyes, threatening Sebastian. However, the young General remained unmoved not allowing him to touch the two precious items belonging to Zena.

"You want me to fire! Let me see it, Sebastian!" his threats growled unstoppably.

"No! You have to wait for Zena if you want to touch her," Sebastian replied again still refused even though threatened.

"You-you"

"Sister is not happy if the item is touched by just anyone," Cheo said as he stepped into the room.

The commander averted his gaze, staring at a little boy who had a face similar to the headquarters leader of the Eagle Eyes. He smiled cynically, straightening his body back up without throwing away the look of Cheo's figure.

"You kid know what? There are so many things on the market, I just want to check them out. Whether it was the original belonging to the legend or just an artificial item," he said still melengos from the authenticity of the two weapons Zena.

"Oh, that means you know those two heirlooms, and I'm sure you know who they belong to, don't you?" cheo asked while sitting opposite the commander also coincided beside Sebastian.

"Of course, who doesn't know the legend? They are highly respected in this Eagle city, but unfortunately they died too soon before enjoying the results of their struggle both," said the commander again while shaking his lips.

Cheo smiled sharply, he took the samurai Zena without Sebastian's rejection. The two commanders eyes widened in disbelief. It's not fair to feel.

"I see you are so envious of the award that the Eagle City bestowed upon them both. What have you done for this city that you want to earn the same respect as our legend?" sarcastic Cheo was fearless let alone the respectful attitude he showed.

To him, anyone who had dared to humiliate Zena, they did not deserve to be respected.

"You're just a kid, you know what you're about awards?!" his jolt didn't take Cheo's statement.

However, the presumptuous boy was unmoved, he even tilted his mocking smile at himself. Cheo pulled the samurai from his scabbard, showing the leader of the army headquarters how sharp the eyes of the samurai Zena were.

"The mighty White Eagle. I don't know how many heads have been removed because of the sabetage? Uncountable. Where can you get samurai with sculptures and perfect carvings like this? Although he is no longer young, but his sharpness is invincible by any sword," Cheo said while showing the sharp side of the samurai Zena.

As all the troops were amazed at the object, the commander turned his back with a thundering chest. He even held his breath for a while so recognizing the distinctive carvings on the samurai's hilt.

"Th-that ...."