"ARE YOU A BEAST!?"
Hamilvan exclaimed, to which was answered after the Smoke had cleared consisting of;
A crouching Calestro, with both hands already forming a cross stance while covered with blue-glowing chains slithering slowly on the floor.
"...No.."
Hamilvan locked in with the deep-furrowed glare of Calestro which remained concealed under the obscurity of his jet-black bangs, and rather muscular forearms that hovering over his head, forming a cross-shaped block.
With Hamilvan's eyes still fuming with rage in contrast with Calestro's blazing eyes now.. subsided; though rage is still present, his is somewhat less-intense.. somehow more..serene, as if controlled.
Seeing such a sight, Hamilvan readied fixed his stance as he shakily reached for the pommel of his blade.
"..I..I MUST ELIMINATE YOU THEN!"
Hamilvan yelled internally;
"YOU ARE A FUCKING MONSTER!"
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*Haah..* *Haah...* *Haah..*
"Ow.."
- One of Calestro's eyes instinctively closed in response to the swollen, pink-coloured region pulsating on his cheek.
"..Hm..I can taste the iron.."
"..Phew.."
- Calestro inhaled for a moment before heaving a deep exhale, causing the once overwhelming fire blazing on his irises to gradually subside.
"..Almost.." - He whispered, recalling a distinct memory that he wished to keep repressed.
"..That..could've ended badly.."
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
THEY ARE DEAD.
DEAD.
THEY ARE DEAD.
"haah.." - Calestro sighed once more in an attempt to quiet down his mind.
DEAD.
DEAD.
DEAD.
DEAD.
DEAD.
DEAD.
YOU.
ARE.
NEXT.
YOU ARE NEXT.
DEAD.
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
MAMA BEAR AND PAPA BEAR ARE DEAD.
THEY ARE DEAD.
YOU..
I AM NEXT!
NEXT
NEXT
NEXT
NEXT
NEXT
NEXT
NEXT
NEXT
NEXT
NEXT
*Fuu..*
- With another inhale, Calestro closed his eyes.
*Waah..*
NEXT
N E X..
N E X..
N e x..
"This is..insane.."
"...what was that.. explosion just now..?"
He thought—
"Should..I..look over?"
Before shaking his head.
"No no. This guy would have my head if I did."
His breathing quickened.
"Whatever it was.."
"I can only hope that it is a good omen.. at least for now.*
Calestro whispered internally, the once chaotic head of his finally subsiding into that a void-like dimension.
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The dusty smoke began to clear, revealing the crouched, yet battle-ready Calestro with half-open, eyebrow-furrowed eyes steadfast on Hamilvan's stature.
After a moment of regathering his thoughts, the once-frozen Calestro straightened his legs to stand up, still holding his arms upwards much like a guard towards the also stationary Hamilvan.
"It seems like.. this guy really wants to kill me."
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"I'll fucking kill you, you monster!"
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Calestro scoffed. "Way too obvious from those eyes of his."
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"Well then." - Calestro brought down his grip over the wrapped chains, causing the connections that were laid upon the ground to violently slither.
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"It's coming." - Hamilvan thought, gripping the pommel so hard that a crimson-coloured liquid began to seep out from his hand.
.
.
.
.
.
Silence began to assume dominion on the two.
.
.
.
.
*CLANGG..!!!*
The chains that slithered on the ground quickly shot up to accelerate into a direction collision course with the surprised Hamilvan *Boom!*
To which was dodged by the commander through leaping upwards and directly.. *Clank!* landing above it before he crouched and gripped the already bloody pommel of his sheathed blade!
*Fwish!*
Disappearing into a gust of air before following up by appearing right in front of the stunned Calestro!
"Tch..!" *CLANG...!!*
*Shing!*
The Chains quickly retreated in an attempt to wrap themselves around the right arm of the dangerously close Commander!
"Slow. You're finished!"
The whistle of steel parted the surrounding air as the blade was unsheathed in a manner so forcibly quick that it generated sparks.
"[ROAD!]"
- Hamilvan then drove the blade for a direct thrust towards the already-bloody core of Calestro!
"[QUICK STAB!]"
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"No..No..!!"
- Yenna who saw Hamilvan materialize in front of Calestro; eyes blazing with hand gripping the pommel so tightly that it bled—
"St..op!"
Had her eyes tremble in urgency as she desperately attempted to lift herself up, the soggy-noodles she called legs had forfeited all of its power upon seeing the sight.
"..Move..Move..! Move..!"
- And she knew for sure, that the commander will be the one walking away from it.
Free? Celebrated? No.
A scene flashed inside of Yenna's head depicting a grandeur courtroom where an injured Hamilvan is standing before three professional men with badges, sternly looking down on him as he remained there still; hands cuffed together by a glowing wristband.
The scene caused Yenna's eyes to widen even more as she gritted her teeth whilst attempting her hardest to attribute any strength on her limp french fry-like legs.
"Please Move..!"
"..I..I cannot..!! Kalyesthrough..! Sir Hamilvan!"
She knew, One might walk away breathing..
"MOVE..!!!!!"
But no one shall leave—
*SHING!!*
With a gasp, Yenna saw the sword be thrusted towards the already pierced core of Calestro!
"STOP!!!!!!"
ALIVE.
"You're Finished!"
Calestro remained paralyzed as he stared at the speeding blade holding enough concentrated energy that if it successfully made contact with his stomach, will pulverize all of his organs in a fraction of a second.
"..Cra—"
!!!
"[Breathe of Drudaka; Vine Bind!]"
The vines, leaves, plants and branches of all of the surrounding trees, greens and grasses be it leveled or still standing were suddenly sprung to life and elongated themselves before speeding towards the direction of Hamilvan and Calestro.
Calestro felt the chilling point of the sword once again penetrate his already torn-off navel with such speeds that his nerves that were supposed to register the pain failed to keep up with.
*KUCHAK..!*
*FWOOSH!*
After the edge had been driven in and a fifth of the sword successfully pierced through the imploded stomach of the young man, the vines, trees, branches, leaves, greens, plants and grasses that abruptly sped up to catch the two finally made their way before hurriedly wrapping themselves on..
"...!!"
Hamilvan's waist, legs, torso, shoulders but mainly the right one especially his sword! With so much fauna wrapped around it that it almost lost any semblance of its metallic disposition!
*Creak..!*
"...Damn it!"
- Hamilvan tried to push even harder on his blade to resist the ever-tightening bind the overgrown had on him.
However the more he pushed, the more it began to assume dominion over his entire stature—
With the sharpest points of a vine even crawling towards and eventually around his neck causing it to secrete out blood.
After Hamilvan's sword had stopped, an overwhelming searing sensation quickly emanated form the large hole that was formed on Calestro core, the sword falling short of a few milimeters before destroying his intestines.
Calestro felt an itchy pang rising irresistibly up his throat before it exploded into a huge—
*Cough!*
bringing out a handful of blood to colourate his mouth and the floor beneath him.
One of Calestro's eyes closed due to the sheer intensity of the pain surging through his nerves, the other one though remaining half-open, its iris was seen shaking.
*STOMP!*
Just then, a loud stomp was heard emanating from the small brown elevation probably caused by the sheer impacts radiated by the former exchange of blows. The stomp came from a silvery-coloured greave of a familliar clean countenance, slick-back hair, tall yet lean and with stern-looking eyes.
*Haah..* *Haah..* *Haah..*
Beside him, or below him was a familliar lady armoured in a similar fashion though she was robed with a white-coloured cloak. She remained crouching as she desperately attempted to catch her breath, sweat proliferating on her forehead while she held her palm out where a small black insignia resembling that of a leaf was seen glowing with a bright, green colour; pointed towards the restrained Hamilvan and the nigh-dead Calestro.
Overtime, more and more armoured though lighter; individuals showed up.
"Confirmed." - The tall, lean individual remarked. Whom, was Ignaras.
"Commander Foryan was correct."
- A cloaked, and smaller young man whom was Bakzeu whispered beside the two.
*Haah..* *Haah..* *Haah..*
"A-apologies—"
- Foryan with half-open, troubled eyes muttered. An image of the Countess'es face flashing inside of her head.
"...for running suddenly, I suppose."
"Don't mind that.. focus on those two. Had your Aetherna reserves been exhausted yet?"
- Ignaras inquired, causing Bakzeu to pull-out a, blue glowing vial with a sly smile on his countenance.
Foryan scoffed and shook her head.
"No." - She dusted herself off before slowly standing up and straigthening herself.
"..I was exhausted from running as fast as I could towards here."
- Foryan replied.
"..Don't.. take me in for a weakling."
- Foryan muttered, eyebrows furrowing a little to which Ignaras responded by breaking his stoic expression to unleash a small, chuckle-like scoff that transitioned his neutral lips into a soft smile.
"..Ahahah! Well you're Foryan alright."
- He responded, before diverting his attention back on the two and eventually their surroundings. Causing whoever sees it to recoil in fear with sweats on their faces, even the other commanders are quite intimidated by it.
"..Geez.."
- Ignaras'es face quickly reverted back into the stoic disposition as both eyebrows of his slowly furrowed.
"..It's like when two monsters collide."
"How is this even possible..?"
- The militias began to whisper amongst themselves while keeping a watchful eye on the two.
"What are you all doing?"
- Ignaras solemly inquired, the tonality in his voice causing the surrounding militias to quickly straighten their postures and salute, a sweat sliding down their cheeks.
"All of you, to their aid!"
- Bakzeu chimed in and ordered the militias by his side.
"Medics! Prepare yourselves!"
- While Foryan looked back and locked eyes with the female militias behind her.
All of the militias saluted with cautious expressions on their faces before they hurriedly made their way towards the two.
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"..I don't know what's more impressive."
- Ignaras crossed his arms.
"To know that this was the result.. just the environmental damage of their brawl, or the fact that.."
- Ignaras focused his gaze on the barely-conscious Calestro who repeatedly coughed up blood as he saw the armoured individuals rush to him.
"That brat lived long enough to see the forest this leveled."