NEW BLADE UNSTAINED BY DEATH.

***Two weeks later..

***The Upper sector of the Outskirts of 'Eclipse of the Ocean', Chingford's Academy..

     It's been exactly two weeks since the duel and just as Navi had predicted, the noise of it all is beginning to quiet down.

     The guilty winner of the duel is no where to be found on the Academy's campus since the conclusion of the duel and there are rumours that even say that she is spending time recovering with her new 'sweetheart' on the outside.

The late duel Challenger and loser has been given what they called a 'Honour Burial' which is a dignified way of saying they burnt him up on top of a wooden alter while a bunch of 'Mourners' or rather sympathisers paid their respects as his smokes rose into the air.

The Campus in total is in a state of recovery from the harsh slap of reality..

     Navi couldn't care less either way, he had his own recovery to do. Days of meditation, Healthy eating and rest has brought up his condition back to normal yet he has no plans of diving back into dream world for today because as of right now(This morning), he has finally clocked his third month of staying in the Academy.

     Although his martial first break comes in after one day, this didn't stop him from getting that one free weapon that comes with being in the second tier of his segment!.

     Waking up this morning, Navi goes through his usual routine, -shower, dressing up, eating, three hour meditation- and then finally, he makes his way to the weapons hall with usual calm confident steps and messy yer handsome bearing.

     The weapons building is another one of those rectangular asain styled buildings with guards by its doors but the only difference this time is the carvings of different elegant weapons into its walls.

Pale blue wall coatings, red roof with pointed edges, patterns carved into its wooden structure and a stony pathway to the small flight of stairs that leads to its only visible entrance and exit(Doors) completely open with two stature-like Guards holding their grounds by its sides.

     With a traditional banner that says 'WEAPON'S HALL' placed in front, Navi can tell that he has come to the right place.

     He moves straight into the hall and is immediately greeted by a small wooden space occupied by a female receptionist behind her wooden work desk who seems to be meditating in the sitting position.

     The robed middle aged looking woman soon opens her eyes slowly before landing her gaze on Navi's figure as she purses her lips calmly yet impolitely.

     "What do you want?..", The woman asks with a not-so-inviting tone as she pats her martial robes clean.

     Navi moves till he's in front of her table and tenders his wooden disciple identification slip.

     "I'm here to receive my free weapon..", He says politely.

     The woman takes up the wooden slip and scans it behind her desk before returning it back to Navi with a nod.

     Wirh an unwilling sigh, the receptionist pushes her self off her comfort seat then she walks around her desk and towards the locked and heavy looking pair of doors at the centre of the space.

     With a metal key in hand, The woman unlocks the door before pushing the heavy doors open with some visible effort.

     *CRRREEEKKK..*, A long wooden creak sound scratches against Navi's eardrums as a whole new space opens up to his sight.

     Rows and rows of different weapons arranged neatly in what Navi assumed to be the true weapons hall.

     Each Weapon type had like twelve different models with each one looking more dangerous than the last. The spears came in different forms and with different shaped heads with some looking heavy, some light, some sharp and some spiky as they all stayed organised in their own wooden brackets.

     The whips all has their own segments, the daggers, The hammers and war hammers, The long bows and Cross bows, The shields and spiked shields, The axes, The staff and spikes, The gauntlets the war gloves and Claws, The clubs and spiked clubs, The weapons for throwing and finally, The Swords.

     They had all the types of swords for disciples, from long to short, from curved to straight, from slim to greats, from heavy to light, from singles to doubles and from wild to tame.

     Looking around, Navi could help but swallow a little at the destructive pieces of artworks gathered in one room but then he gets snapped out of his calm daze.

     "Don't even think about it.. ", The not-so-polite escort says to him with pursed lips and a quick tone.

     "The only weapons you are allowed to lay hands on are weapons with zero level tags on them", The woman says while immediately popping Navi's bubble.

     Navi looks around once more and sees small pieces of paper(Tags) on the weapons with most of the best and most lethal looking ones having the tag(#) while the more tame and normal ones have the tag(0).

     Navi takes in a small and deep breath. He should have know better than to think the Academy would truly give the same weapons to all tiers.

     Shaking his head, Navi approaches a specific set of weapons. Apart from his twin daggers, there are only two other weapons that has gained his interest in mastering. One would have to be ranged weapons and the other one would have to be one he feels a wild affinity for, one he has seen in action and is familiar with the brutality it can unleash in the right hands,..

     The Claymore Sword.

     The sets of swords present were multiple and easily numbering close to a hundred yet Navi moves his sight and body straight at the rack for Claymore swords. Before even entering the weapons hall, he has made his decision thus making the rest of the weapons present nothing but distractions.

     Twelve Claymore swords in the racks. They were all unsheathed with their sheaths by their sides. Their blades were of different lengths and wideness and made of different materials thus making each of their blades to show a deadly reflection of light.

     Six of the Claymore swords which looked better and more lethal has the (#)tag on so they were out of the bracket of options. Navi stares at the remaining six for a while before reaching out to touch the first one's handle.

     He somehow gains a feel of the entire sword's handle and soon let's go of it,.. it didn't feel right.

     Navi touches the next for a few seconds and then he lets it go. He touches the next and the next till he have touched all six Claymore sword handles atleast for a few seconds and gotten a feel of them.

     He looks at the rows of swords for a while more then he pulls a specific one out of the bracket. He feels its weight in his small hands and finds it a little overwhelming but his mind is made up,.. this is his first sword and first partner.

     "I'm taking this one..", Navi says calmly as he takes the sword's sheath and slides its blade in with a buzz *SHING* sound.

     The not-so-polite receptionist raises her brow in slight surprise as she is obviously not expecting Navi to make a choice so quickly. Most people that come in here often gets distracted by the other fancy metal-work in the place and may end up spending hours before finally making what is to them.. a tough decision.

     Seeing someone like Navi who completely shuts off the distraction and goes for the kill is a rarity and one she truly seems to appreciate.

     "Come on out..", The receptionist says with a lighter and more polite tone as Navi's ability to make smart, calm and unwavering decisions obviously earned a few points with her.

     The Martial robed female receptionist leads Navi back to the former small greeting room and locks back the weapons door.

     She sits back in her chair and then pulls out a scroll, a quill and an ink bottle.

     "Anything you would like inscribed on your weapon.. like for identification?", She asks while writing his name, the day's date and the type of weapon he choose into the scroll with the feather of the quill dancing boldly in her hand.

     Navi thinks for a moment then he says a cold 'no'. The new Claymore sword in his hands is just the one that feels most compatible with him, he has plans to replace it soon so there's no point in forming any bonds.

     The Receptionist nods then asks him to take off the tag before dismissing him off with a new blade unstained by death.

     Navi walks straight back to his quarters with his new weapon strapped on his back. His restriction over weapon training is finally lifted today since its officially been three months since he have signed into the academy.

     His muscles were aching to swing the blade through left and right arch and his mind is thirsty for a complete feel of the weapon yet he keeps his self control.

     Tomorrow is his first martial break, starting training today means nothing but intense body ache as he moves his load and body back to his house.

     There is a lot of things he would have to do in preparation for tomorrow with the first one being to get his full load.

     Some of his more valuable items like the set of twin daggers and the padded white martial suit he wore on day-one are in his rented and very secure Academy's special cabinet.

     Retrieving the items took quiet a while for Navi because the place where the valuables are stored was crowded with other disciples who are also preparing for their martial break.

     After retrieving his items and packing all of them up neatly Navi remains in his room for safe guarding,..

He leaves for home tomorrow.