4-11.5: If I'm wrong...prove it

Leonard’s Point of View

“...”

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. That way to use magic, that strength. It wasn’t something I’ve seen before, and it came from a user of musical magic.

“...I need to heal her.”

Amelie was damaged less than ten minutes ago, so I was able to heal her wounds without any problem. Still, she seemed unsatisfied with the result.

“You can move?”

“...I still can’t believe I actually lost…”

“How did it happen?”

“At first his attacks reached the only corporeal part of my body, but with enough time they extended through my body, like a constant echo…”

“It was more than just that, he was totally using spells, but the structure was different.”

“...”

“I’m gonna win for the team. Now go with Mary.”

With that defeat they already won, but I still had the opportunity to win and ask Kazu to not talk with Cloe. It was obvious that he wouldn’t challenge me without a plan, so letting my guard down wasn’t an option…Still that wasn’t my main concern.

“How did they even do that…?

It wasn’t just Fran, Cloe also reached an impressive level and even figured out their ideal companion to summon as a familiar…And everything with his influence. How much of their potential can they unlock that way? How much can they evolve? Those questions filled my mind…But above all those questions and doubts, were Mary’s words.

“if I just attacked her neck.”

She wouldn’t even suggest harming other people that way if it wasn’t for despair…My objective, my ideal…Caused that? She was that desperate for winning…just as desperate as me?...And at the end, she lost.

My way of doing things not only hurt her, it also led to her defeat…And they…are getting stronger on their own…If that's how things are then…

“I’m wrong…?”

If I’m doing the things wrong right now, how many errors have I been committing all this time? If I cause despair to my best friend, what am I causing to normal students? If Thomas' friends reached that level and the people I lead not, I’m just contributing to the injustice of this world? I’m being the stair to the future that I wanted to be, or I’m just a wall that blocks paths?

“The final fight is about to start! Finally, the strongest stands in the arena!”

I only was sure of one thing: This fight may give me the answers I’m looking for.

“The challenger is approaching! Ready to show us if a second chance is enough to change the result!”

Thomas wasn’t looking at me while approached, he was looking at the crowd.

“Leonard, let’s give them a unique show!”

“...Yes.”

We were both ready, so we didn't say anything else. No matter what we say, we won't understand each other. The only thing that would allow us to communicate are our fists.

C’mon, show me how wrong I am…Show me how many mistakes I’m committing…And, show me how I can be better.

My answers were not in my hands, much less in the hands of someone close to me, they were five meters away, in the hands of the one who still dares to stand up to me.

In this fight, I will take them.