Julius got out of the car. He walked onto the sidewalk of his school and rubbed his eyes knocked out the last of the 'eye boogers' as he came to call them. He heard the car pull out of the parking lot and sighed as he walked to his classroom. The teacher happily greeted him into the class and the kids were at play all were below his level of sophistication but due to his new or rather old child instincts he couldn't help but carry some of their traits. The teacher called for the kids to go to the center of the room as she started reading them a story about.....a frog. Later on that day it was recess and Julius played with his friends running around by the monkey bars and suddenly he was stopped. The school bully was beating up a kid in the distance it had been going on for a short time but it was long enough for julius. The kid was eight and wasn't one you'd pick a fight with that's of course if you weren't a reincarnated knight who can control and element and helped defeat satan. His friends tried to stop him but he wouldn't hear it. He walked up to the kid who had tossed the one boy aside after threatening him for a baseball card. "Whadda you want you asswipe!" the kid yelled. His friends laughed in the background they didn't have the backbone to help the kid they were just his cheering fans. As the kid cracked his knuckles acting tough the ground rumbled behind him below a tree and it spread releasing the roots. The tree toppled over trapping the bully smashing his legs. This was the old way to handle things, the way he had handled everything back then.