The ground at the border never healed
Kaizen stood there , boots planted in the ground begging as he saw nations killing each other . The Emperyan soldiers flying in with their enhanced weapons - the Embers layered in elemental armour their bodies nearly indestructable .
Sparks flying , Quatz being used as battle machines - few fighting together with them .
The war hadn't started here.
But it never stopped here either.
Faint residue of Quatz energy sprinkling across the war torn battlefield.Kaizen could feel it on his skin, soldiers falling using the last bit of their power to defend their nation.
Dai Chi Dankai.Their Quatz trapped inside their blades, soldiers trying their best to bring them out . '' Work harder useless '' one muttered. Kaizen stood beside the battle field screaming his lung out for the violence to stop, but violence to them was not the problem - it was the solution.
When he tried to bring out his own Quatz , tragedy struck - the entire two forces of the Emperyan and Ember nations dissapeared as they were engulfed by a massive blast - tearing up the equivalent of a city.Kaizen muttered in his breath, '' I will become king of the nations and bring peace ''. A soldier - massive and built like two men combined kicked Kaizen in the stomach interrogating him . His Quatz beside him , a red dragon ready to kill. Kaizen cried and cried as the soldier beat him up and eventually left. A surviving Emperyan soldier found Kaizen and told him to come as they go back to the Emperyan forces's national base.