Zena: The Last Fight
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When the heart has been locked in love, the rock is not as fresh as it looks. The giant iceberg melted by itself even the hidden ones appeared to the surface indicating its existence. How amazing it is, one word, one sense, to be able to change a person's personality.

When Zena's group arrives, the three can't wait to face the girl. He was behind Mirah, in the midst of his other friends.

"I heard that some people want to teach someone to ride. While looking at himself is very unconvincing," said the white tiger chairman who has since sought the attention of the three coaches.

Zena gave a lazy glance, indifferent to his presence. He nibbles his nails looking for a diversion of objects rather than a annoying figure who is never deterred even though Zena has embarrassed him.

"Master, let me help. They are the lowest class and are not as talented as the other classes" he said proudly to Sebastian who began calling the first names of the Zena group.

The general-ranking man glanced unhappily. Inwardly he cursed his over-confidence and his arrogance that touched the heavens.

It's not worth Zena, and she's arrogant, but fine. I'm pretty tired anyway, and all I want is Zena.

"All right, but not that one. He's mine, I'll train him myself" Sebastian pointed to Zena with his face. Warning, he has forbidden her from touching Zena.

The girl pouted, but Sebastian didn't care. He continued to call one by one where the students and began to train them.

"Hmm .. okay." The girl began to watch, her eyes sharply glancing at Zena who was moments away entering the training arena.

Military exercises that Zena has been doing since an early age. It's so easy, with his eyes closed he can do it.

"Alzena Izz!" With the spirit of the girl called out the name Zena.

"I told you the girl was mine!" sebastian stared at the head of the white tiger who did not hear his words.

His body was stunned, staring at Sebastian in disbelief. She's the prettiest, but why Zena?

"Ba-good." His head lowered in fear, he no longer helped and let Sebastian do it himself.

"What's so special about that girl? I don't understand, why are the three of them always staring at him?" grunt while moving away from the training ground and sitting down to rest.

"Do I need to do this?" asked Zena when she confronted the General.

"Of course, all students do. I'll help you if you find it difficult" she said, giving the girl her sweetest smile.

"Hmm .. This seems so easy. I'll do it myself. Can I do it both?" zena asked looking at Sebastian with adorable eyes that she could not resist.

"All right."

Zena cheered, then called for Mirah and helped her through the obstacles. The two of them passed through each barrier unhindered, by looking at the way Zena did Mirah was able to pass through all well. Until the moment the two had to run small to be able to jump over the pool with a hanging rope, a small wooden stick was thrown and grabbed Zena's feet, the girl lost her balance and almost fell.

"Zena!"

"Hey, careful!"

Luckily, Sebastian's sturdy hand caught his body. Zena fell into the arms of the General-ranked man. The intense position made Chendrik glare in jealousy. Also the mysterious man tightened his jaws.

"Thank you." Zena rose from the General's embrace, with her face flushed red from the crowd. His eyes were wide when he was fixed on the figure of the head of the white tiger.

"It's okay, please continue," he said, holding a happy smile until he made a red hue on the cheek. Zena continued while holding hands to Mirah. Jumped well to the other side.

"Zena, sit down!" pinta Mirah after crossing all obstacles in the group Chendrik. Both of them sit waiting their turn. Mirah examined Zena's leg, there were bluish bruises and a slight scratch on her skin.

"Zena, you're hurt. Does it hurt?" ask Mirah worriedly. The girl who did not feel the pain glanced at her feet, she swept the slightly bloody scratch with her hand. Mirah grimaced, while Zena was ordinary.

"Not at all. It won't be long, Mirah. Tomorrow or the day after, it'll heal" he said calmly.

"Zena, are you okay?" Ben and Sarah come to their resting place.

"Just calm down, just a little bruising" he said with a smile.

"What's hurt?" he said he immediately squatted down in front of Zena and directly checked the girl's legs. He opened the trousers that covered the eyes of the feet, and saw what Zena had just covered.

"Bad! Who did this?" the pekik is not happy.

Mirah, Sarah, and Ben gulped nervously. His third eye widened to see Chendrik's anger.

"Hehe, Master, this is okay. Never mind, don't think too much. Besides this doesn't hurt at all" Zena interrupted as she pulled her leg and closed back the bruise.

What do you want to do, Chendrik? Don't fuck! Zena's heart threatened.

You always say it's okay, it doesn't hurt at all, when obviously you're hurt. I want you to say pain when hurt, you moan and grimace when you feel pain. Not like this.

Chendrik's gaze was difficult to interpret, making Zena look down embarrassed until a red pseudo poking on both cheeks.

"alright. Can you still continue?" tanya Chendrik sounded anxious. The three friends of Zena still held their breaths watching the attention of the headquarters leader for their friend.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm still able to continue his training. Don't worry too much, Master," said Zena firmly.

Chendrik went on without taking his eyes off the girl. Afraid of Zena looking up, he gulped as he found Chendrik's gaze meaning something else. The same look as Ciul gave as he was injured for fighting a group of thugs in the restaurant. The same eyes as Nira's on the night she beat two thugs.

Ciul, Brother Nira.

Longing to come back, wanting to meet soon, but where the jungle both no one can tell.

"Come, it's your turn." Chendrik turned around, returned to the firing range and archery. Zena was stunned, and the movement followed Chendrik to the field. The three friends sighed greedily inhaling the air.

Zena let Chendrik teach her. The man was right behind his body, hugging, teaching Zena to aim at the target. It made all the students envious because none of them were treated as special as Zena.

"I'm sure you can do it" whispered Chendrik.

"I can, for that you don't have to be too attached to me" said Zena fiercely.

Dor's!

On target, all of Zena's friends cheered. No one has been able to do it perfectly except the white tiger group.

"Hmm ... normally, I can do more than one shot." The sneering speech was greeted by a hot lead eruption launched by Zena perfectly.

Mirah, Sarah, and Ben stood up and clapped louder than the others.

"Zena!"

"Great!"

"I'm with you, Zena!" Ben shouted louder.

Puk!

"Aw!"

Ben stroked his head that Sebastian hit, he glanced while grimacing feeling a fairly throbbing pain.

"What am I to you? It's delicious!" sebastian's murmurs cast a threatening look at Zena's friend.

"Je-general .. sick!"

Sebastian grunting.