A Cold New World

The day past to June 12, 10 B.C. A year since the incident with the monsters and Gerald's death. The sun shined and scorched Ryan's and the cabbit's backs. Joel seemed fine. "Joel... Cant we get some shade?" Ryan cried, "My back is burned! I can't take it anymore!" The cabbit meowed. "Comon! Its only three more miles until the next town!" Joel laughed, "Besides, it can't be that hot in Europe!" "Eeeehheheheh... that's easy for you to say, "Ryan gasped, "your all fire!" Joel stopped. Ryan looked back, "Oh? We finally get to rest?" "No..." Joel quietly said, "I sense something..." The cabbit hissed at the area in front of them. "Get back, Ryan..." Joel commanded as he reached out his hand, pointed at an area of trees and shot a ball of fire. The fire didn't hit a part of the trees, but an invisible figure that blended in with everything. It fell down to the ground in an engulfing flame. They walked over to look at it, then looked up. The trees began to be more active as more of the monsters leaped down at them. "Its Chameleon Crawlers!" Joel yelled. "Lets get outta here, quick!" Ryan started to run. The three started dashing for safety. They were being attacked by long lashing tongues from the Chameleon Crawlers mouths. Ryan's cape was caught on a branch, and he was choked backwards by the force. "Uck! Hey! Help me!!" Ryan gasped. Joel looked back and noticed Ryan in the trap of branches. He had made a quick decision to take the odds with his mighty sword. He started running to the branch that had Ryan in possession and the ever so advancing Chameleon Crawlers, yelling "Hold on Ryan! I'm comin back for ya!" He glowed with gaining power and jumped at one of the Chameleon Crawlers with his sword and slammed it into the ground right through the beast. It was left in two halves split down the middle in a diagonal angle. Looking up, he yelled at them, "Any others want a Sabre Slam technique?" A tongue came flying at him at a fast rate towards Ryan's chest, and a sword came swinging down after it, cutting it off. The Chameleon Crawler who used to own the tongue yiped and ran away with a stream of blood and tear shed. Ryan was untangling his cape while yelling "Finish them off in a quicky with a Limit Technique." "Err... How??" Joel looked back, but tried to keep his concentration on the monsters, "Why don't I just do this?" He jumped back and and gathered power. After a while, he had started chanting-

Fire of raging sunder, I summon you to my hands...
I seek your power to burn the monsters before me...
They challange us, the ones who dance up high and bright...

He put together his hands, raised then, then shot the foreward at the monsters saying "Burning Rage Rain!" A flash of light brought him to the air, falling to the ground. He collided with the Earth and created a massive crater of fire in the area of Joel and the monsters. They were left incinerated.

Joel came back to his senses and looked up at Ryan. "See. I can finish anything off without a limit technique." Joel said. "I definitly hate breaking it to you, Joel... but... uhh... that WAS a limit technique." Ryan shared his knowledge. Joel gave a sweat and a sigh, then started walking to the Horizon. He pointed out the next town. Ryan and the cabbit ran up with joy, thinking "Yeah! Finally we get to rest!" A surviving Camilian Crawler snuck up on them and was about to cut through them both with its tongue, when Joel drew his sword and pointed it towards the town, which sliced the poor thing in half. "Onwards, then!" Joel smiled. "Gladly..." Ryan walked on.