Taking a big stomp forward, extending his fingers and snarling at the enemy, Jack Samr prepares to do battle with eligor as the once Exorcist warms up his mana filled muscles. Eligor cracked his neck and marched forward, menacingly lumbering towards Jack’s rabid nature. The two paused and Jack was the first to make a move and launch forward with a straight punch. Eligor ducked and socked Jack’s face, which made the young man’s neck turn violently. However, the young man’s animalistic nature made him react in time to grab his arm and twist it, forcing Eligor to crash to the ground.
“Oh no you don’t!”
Eligor reached around, and flung himself along with Jack to the air, hammer fisting him back to the ground.
The young man crashed and his roaring ensued.
“Want some more?!” Eligor shouted.
Jack’s roar blew away the dust cloud and exposed himself to Eligor again. Eligor chuckled and flew straight towards the young man. He speared him into the ground and threw a barrage of melee attacks to his face. After a devastating barrage of face attacks, he flew off and waited to see if he’d react. Unfortunately, the young man appeared to be done and lay in a bed of roots, dirt, and blood.
“Come on boy! That can’t be all?”
Jack’s open mouth let out the last of his steam and it died out and he remained motionless.
“Well, I guess that takes care of him.”
Chelsea shook her head.
“Wells, I guess so’s.”
While the two were sure that was the end of Jack Samr, the young man was able to hear their voices again and get a sense of where he’s at.
Damn… the pain, it’s just, just like—
The young man’s fingers twitched and his eyes were starting to show some life again. One small pupil, blackened, appeared and it moved around.
Wait, am I, am I?
He could see his enemies staring at his defeat. Seeing them be sure that he was defeated stirred his anger and guilt that he’s had for years. The fuel to his rage, the sense of his failures all collided once again and he was starting to levitate off the ground and white sparks began to flicker around him. Eligor could see the advancement of the young man's evolution of whatever power dwelled within him. It made him shake with excitement and Chelsea could sense his thirst for battle to get the best of him.
“That’s it, boy.”
Jack raised to his feet, and glared at the two and let out a mighty roar. The darkness in him combined with Leon’s share of power and Samantha’s protection all intertwined to create an aura of his will to save the one person who’s been with him through the journey of hardship.
SARAH!
Jack exploded in anger and his roar was heard around the globe. The aura created was a combination of fire and darkness that turned the world into a world ending scenario. The skies turned to blood red and the world began to darken. Eligor also shouted and he shot a blast of mana that hurtled towards Jack. The young man leaped into the air and continued roaring, crashing into, and drilling through the attack. Eligor saw him explode out of the blast and it left him breathless.
“That’s it, boy.” he mumbled.
Jack grappled Eligor and the two were flown away. He spun him without letting go and the two crashed back to the earth. Eligor groaned and Jack moaned. The two both stood up and had one last stare down.
Jack brought his hands up and couldn’t believe his eyes.
I have control again…
He couldn’t help but frown.
What… am I?
Eligor cracked his knuckles and stretched his arms.
Well, whatever I am and whatever this power Mallory lent me is—
The young man could feel the steam inside his body surge and itched his skin, urging him to release the build up.
—it’s the closest thing for me to fighting against these freaks.
Jack took his original fighting pose and squinted his eyes and began to open his mouth.
I may be weaker than everyone else here, but if I can distract them long enough, I’m sure Leon can find Sarah just in time before my time runs out.
“Hey! You ready yet?! Or was that cool display just a meaningless light show?”
Can I really beat this guy? Damn it all, I just don’t know anymore.
Seeing how eager Eligor’s itching to get to fighting, Jack began to think of a plan to get him to act off-set.
This guys a meat head and with me being conscious, I can stall him long enough to throw his guard off.
Jack’s mouth was half open and steam scorched out. Eligor saw the heatwave coming to him from the white smoke.
“Enough stalling, let's get to fighting.”
Eligor charged forward and his calf muscles shattered. The same method he used against Jack when he wanted to gain speed, but only this time it was just as fast. The young man also charged and roared. The two collided palms and a gigantic shockwave shot out from their collision. Chelsea’s hair violently fluttered as well as all the other thousands and thousands of cloaked spectators.
The two growled at each other and Eligor saw the faint pupil on Jack’s right eye, which made him grin.
“I-I see you’re in some sort of co-control, boy!”
Jack growled, snarled, and grunted, pushing with all his might to show the mighty looking Exorcist that he’s not as weak as last time. Eligor raised the young man off his feet with his strength and let go of one hand. He shot an uppercut to Jack, which landed, but Jack’s chin didn’t budge as much as he hoped. With blood leaking from Jack’s ground teeth, he let out a war cry and headbutted Eligor and the collision sent another shockwave that made everyone cover their faces. Some hissed others gasped and the two men were dizzy and in severe pain.
Eligor rubbed his forehead and it was bruised.
“You… you maniac!”
Jack didn’t hesitate and threw a side punch to Eligor’s face, which made contact. The young man then shot mutliple body shots and Eligor’s face reacted with stillness and shock. Jack used the same grapple technique he used against Mathew again to Eligor and the two crashed to the ground. Jack grunted, growled, meanwhile Eligor remained silent and it was starting to throw the young man off.
What’s he up to? Or has he given up? Jack thought.
Eligor grinned again and slipped his way out of the young man's grip and reversed a grapple onto him. He used his strength to bring him up and off his feet and slam him against his back. Eligor shot a straight jab that exploded onto the ground. Debris flew and a dust cloud shot up from where they were. Once the cloud had settled off, Jack’s head was sideways and he managed to dodge the punch.
Eligor couldn’t retain his joy and chuckle.
“You really are something. I’m not sure if it’s you that’s learning or the help of everyone else that I sense inside you.”
Jack thought about it and concluded it had to be. He knew his fighting skills were decent enough to fend off normal people, but supernatural beings? Jack knew if he’s able to adapt to this state of being, it had to be the help of Leon’s and Samantha’s influence. Eligor grew distance between them and allowed the young man to get back on his feet. Jack twitched and growled. He didn’t know what to do next other than keep the fight on. Eligor shut his eyes and reeled his arms towards himself. They exploded out and his aura had come out, which sent the young man flying away and forced him to catch a big root that was out of the ground. Chelsea clapped and cheered for Eligor as he finished his quick power up.
He redundantly opened his fists and let out a moan.
“It's been awhile since I’ve been this amped up.”
Chelsea hovered her hands over her mouth.
“Babes! You’re a lot stronger than I imagined, wows!”
Eligor’s aura felt the same as when Mallory sounded frantic and afraid when Jack met Archard and William for the first time.
He has to be an Exorcist. Yet, the question is, why is he affiliated with these freaks? Jack thought.
As Eligor got into a new fighting pose, one meant for someone who’s fought in MMA, it made him grow more nervous.
This world’s just full of surprises, isn’t it?
The young man got into his fight pose, and he felt his conscious beginning to fade.
I don’t have much time left, I’m phasing out. The next round will determine this battle. Whatever the outcome, Leon, I’ll do my best to keep them distracted!
***
Crashing through another dirt wall, finding himself in another room that reminded him of his ex-wife; Leon’s in another worship chamber and he could feel his mana drain more and more with every passing minute. Panting, sweating profusely, his mana’s starting to fight him, urging to be released or to fly away from the strange source drawing his life.
“Damn, where could she be?”
He saw more drawings of Abyzou and one caught his eyes. It was a painting of her setting the world ablaze. Seeing it in such detail gave him chills and he wondered if that's what happened when he was put to sleep during her destruction.
“Look at her smile, that thin vile smile that has permanently damaged my sanity.”
Again, he ignited the painting and watched it burn.
“But things are going to be different. Once Sarah’s back in my life, you’ll be out of ours, so we can start anew.”
Leon could feel his mana slipping away more and more. He loudly groaned and clutched his head.
“Go-gotta hurry!”
He blasted where the painting was at and ran through the new pathway. Running as fast as he can without using any mana, Leon saw a door and tackled through it. It slammed open and he felt his life draining before his eyes. His vision fogged and his breathing grew hyper ventilated.
“Wh-where am …I?”
He frantically looked around and saw a destroyed cavern with the outside light shining on crystals. He had one eye half shut and limped towards one. He grew so weak he crashed to all fours and threw up black. He wiped his mouth and grabbed the crystal and felt his skin scorching. He growled and had no choice but to engage his aura to fight off the hungry crystals. He shouted and all the crystals couldn’t contain his awesome energy, and they all shattered.
Leon was breathing heavily with his arms out.
“Th-that low life, scum…bag!”
Leon managed to keep one crystal alive and held it up to his face.
“He managed to get my DNA and Samantha’s.”
He clutched the crystal until it cracked and began leaking out his mana.
He created a crystal that acts as if it were Samantha, and with a mind of hers, it sucks the life, energy of the strongest it desires to keep: Which would mean, he thought these crystals would answer to him but instead have answered to my life essence instead. Leon wondered.
He crushed the crystal. It shattered into millions of glistening pieces that rained to the floor, giving birth to new life. Grass grew, flowers bloomed, and what caught Leon more by surprise was he saw a small rainbow shooting out the small patch of grass and flowers. It shot its way out of the cavern through the crater.
“You poor, pathetic fool. So obsessed with being the strongest, yet your obsession in becoming my ex-wifes lover has blinded you of your true ambition in taking over the world.”
Leon could still feel his mana being drained but felt that some had returned after destroying the home where they’re kept.
“What could be the cause of my energy being drained now? I th-thought I destroyed everything?”
He staggered up some rubble and saw the light outside grow dimmer and the collision's of Eligor and Jack’s fighting shook the underground more and more.
“Seems like they’re picking it up—”
He clenched a fist and coughed.
“—Just a little longer, Jack, then I’ll-I’ll take care of them all.”
Leon shook his head and flew off to another source of underground light.
Flying straight in, he was stopped by a wall of Cultists.
“Hang on longer Jack and Sarah.”
His aura came out but it was dimmed.
“I swear, I’ll face the Sins of my past and pray that I become the man I deserved to be re-born!”
He charged at the Cultist and a new slaughter had begun.
***
Above the surface, Jack’s grappled and dragged to a quarter mile. He stops Eligor’s brutal tackle and places him in a headlock. The two brake and vigorously grunt and moan. The young man roars and thrusts backwards, giving him more momentum to tighten his clutch. Eligor screams as his shoulder muscles crack. He yanks Jack off his feet and body slams the young man, creating a giant tremor. Jack growls and the steam around his body grows hotter, which forces Eligor to grow more of his mana. Pissed off, Eligor pulls his head back and throws a disgusting headbutt that was heard around the country. The young man let go and Eligor’s headbutt left a nasty scuff on his forehead.
It bled and the young man rubbed it aggressively.
“You absolute maniac! Look what you forced me to do?!”
Jack growled and snarled as he continued rubbing his bloody forehead.
“Still can’t speak but you're somewhat aware of what you’re doing.”
No! That actually hurt me too, you dick! Jack thought.
Eligor shrugged his shoulders and flailed his arms. He was relaxing his muscles and getting his blood running again before making his next move.
“Alright, boy, you ready to wrap this little squabble of ours?”
The artificially muscular man began pacing around Jack from a distance. The young man stopped rubbing his head and let out a soft grunt. A small stream of smoke emerged from the gap of his mouth as he growled beneath his breath, keeping his eyes locked onto the cultist who’s menacingly pacing in silence.
What’s he planning? What else does he have in mind?”
The young man got into his standard fighting pose and moved his head as his pacing grew slower and slower.
Well, whatever he’s planning to do next, I’m going to show him that I’m not just a mindless freak.
Eligor paused and knit his brows at Jack.
Whatever you are, and the fact your outfit tells me that you used to be affiliated with William’s people, it goes to show that people do in fact change.
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Eligor repeatedly clenched his fists and Jack raised his fists towards his face.
Either way, I’m going to show you just how useful I can be for Sarah. If this indicates potential in growing this power that Mallory herself awakens for me; when I do reunite with her, wherever she may be, I have to use her to understand the full extent of who and what I truly am.
“You ready, punk?!”
Whatever the result comes to, I have to learn to use it more at my own will! So I can save everyone and help the people I’ve grown to care about.
Eligor rushed towards Jack like before, and the young man knew he was about to shatter some of his muscles to grow speed.
I knew there was no scenario to save my parents! But that will change from here on out!
The young man roared like he never had before. The earth trembled from his terrifying rabid roar, and it was enough to summon Ravana to the surface to watch.
Sarah! I swear, you won’t fight these battles alone because I will be the one to take on your burdens!
Just as Jack predicted, Eligor’s calf muscles shattered and he gained speed, but he also shattered his ab muscles and his speed grew substantially, nowhere as before.
The young man panicked and quickly, his eyes felt ready to pop out of their sockets. Eligor speared Jack and the two flew miles on end until the young man's back collided against the ginormous tree. He gagged black that stained Eligor’s back. He shouted and dragged the young man's body upwards against the bark, shattering wood. His back was cut as he finished his attack with a northern lights suplex. The earth split and Jack fell into a falling crater of debris and earth. He roared and shot himself upwards, grappling Eligor’s back and the two were in the air.
“I don’t think so!”
Eligor reversed Jack and he slipped through his grapple to grab the young man's ankle.
“I’ll show you strength!”
Eligor and Jack fell back to the earth and once again, the young man crashed into it, creating tremors from his horrific crash. Smoke exploded into the air and a smoke screen had covered their bodies.
Ravana appeared next to Chelsea, which spooked her.
“Look at this! The young boy’s using that darkened power as his own. Interesting?”
Chelsea’s eyes quivered and she gave the two some distance.
“Ye-yeahs, it looks like he’s giving my sweets some tro-troubles…”
Ravana chuckled.
“Ha! You and I know that he’s holding his true strength back!”
Ravana squinted his eyes, enjoying the view as it was beginning to clear up.
“He’s just having some fun. It’s rare for any of us to test our powers in this world of realism.”
He put his hands forward and clenched them.
“I also thirst for a battle, but I know it’ll be against someone like our old friend Leon.”
He laughed hysterically and put his arms down.
“Too bad that’ll never happen since he’s closing in on my long awaited trap!”
Chelsea forced a chuckle as the last of the smoke withered away.
Back on the battle ground, Eligor had Jack pinned against the ground. The young man was still, and the two were glaring at each other. With one pupil partially visible on Jack’s right eye, Eligor could see that it was struggling to stay.
“Oh? Are you about to fade back into a blind state like before?”
Wh-what does he mean by that? Jack thought.
Eligor smirked and let out a brief chuckle.
“You’re starting to lose it, boy. This means it’s time to wrap this sparring match.”
The muscular Exorcist pulled his arm back behind his head, and the young man’s eyes mildly widened.
“Time to put you to sleep, permanently…”
Eligor frowned.
“...unfortunately.” he murmured.
He furrowed his brows and his fist built up in mana. He shot his aura drenched fist towards Jack’s face and another explosion occurred. As rock, smoke, and debris filled the air once again, a smoke screen covered the area, once it settled and wiped away, Eligor grunted and knit his brows once he saw Jack’s chalked face. His fist was buried into the earth and Jack’s face was facing sideways.
Eligor smacked his lips but couldn’t retain his satisfaction.
“Well, you’re still with us? That’s good.”
Eligor pulled his fist and Jack quickly caught him off gaurd, grabbing his arm and putting him in an armbar. Eligor growled and raised the young man off his feet and slammed him on the earth. Yet, Jack didn’t let go, instead he clutched harder. Eligor raised and slammed him. Again, the young man grew his clutch even more intensely. He was beginning to show his frustration and began to repeatedly slam Jack on the ground. With each slam grew more devastating and continued to dig into the dirt as Jack was the shovel. Over and over, the two grew continued to grow their moves.
“LET GO!”
Eligor raised his hooked arm, and screamed, growing his power more. He flung the young man off his arm and sent him flying towards the tree once more. Jack slams against it and drops to fours. He brought his head up and saw Eligor rushing at him like a freight train. The young man quickly leaped away as the muscular man crashed into the tree.
“Hey! Watch where you’re driving yourself into, Eligor!” Ravana shouted.
Eligor had his palm against the bark of the tree and managed to not damage it to the point it would crack. It had a dent but it wasn’t too noticeable from a bird's view. He quickly turned his body round, and saw the young man slowly getting to his feet, letting the steam inside his body spew out his mouth.
“Heh, you putrid freak. Although, I can't say that you caught me off guard. Whatever or whoever is helping you retain your consciousness in that hideous rabid state, it still won’t help you in winning this battle.”
Jack responded by growling.
“Hmph, your annoyance is quite substantial, time to finish this.”
Eligor powered up again and vanished out of thin air.
Wh-where did he—?
Jack felt his lower body heating up and froze.
He, he’s in front of me?
Eligor had a ball of mana flickering against the young man's abdomen. His face scrunched, his eyes glinted, Eligor spat to the side and chuckled.
“Didn’t see that coming? Didn’t you, boy.”
The young man repeatedly gasped and Eligor pressed the ball of mana against his stomach, it exploded, which sent the young man flying miles away.
I-I can’t mo…ve anymore…
Eligor appeared before Jack could make contact with a hill and caught the young man by the back of his head.
“Time to go back to the battlefield!” he shouted.
He catapulted him back to where they first stood and teleported to ram his palm to the back of his head. Upon making contact, he immediately slammed the young man's face first into the earth. A tremor occurred and the ground collapsed from the devastation of his head being treated like a stabbing pole. The young man didn’t move and he lay face down on the collapsed earth and rubble. Eligor stood at the top of Jack’s new grave and shook his head.
“Well, that’s that. But, I appreciate the nice sentiment of finally testing some of my new powers bestowed upon me years ago.”
Eligor flew down to stand near the young man's still body and observed if he’ll at least move a finger. Despite feeling that the stubborn young man could be more to his entertainment, Jack was done.
“Pity…”
Eligor reached to grab the young man’s neck, and raised him off the ground, strangling the life out of him.
“Not even a whisper. You are done.”
He grew his clutch and more by the second until the young man suddenly exploded in anger. He roared and the air between them vaporized as he shot out his fist at Eligor. Directly landing, ramming his right fist against his chiseled jaw, which shattered and sent Eligor flying into the stratosphere. To everyone’s amazement and surprise, it was a temporary black and white show that ended with a white comet shooting back into space.
Ravana’s jaw was dropped, but he couldn’t help but congratulated the young man, applauding at the spectacle.
“What a furious last punch! And I knew it'd hurt!”
“Babes!” Chelsea shouted.
Chelsea looked worried and began running to the battlefield. Yet Ravana stopped her dead in her tracks with just his glare. She struggled and moaned, trying to fight his powerful gaze but ultimately failed. She stopped and accepted her defeat and dropped to her knees.
“Relax, will ya? Your stupid lover’s fine.”
Chelsea clenched her fists and ground her teeth.
“I hates yous…” she murmured.
Ravana’s eyebrows bounced when he saw the clouds beginning to evaporate.
“Looks like someone's pissed, hehe.”
Jack’s panting heavily and realised that he was fully conscious and himself. He brought his gaze to the sky and saw the clouds circling where Eligor was shot into. The eye of the storm, a hurricane's core to Eligor’s frustration, swirled in anger as the young man clenched his teeth in fear.
“Oh no, I’m-I’m me again. And at the worst ta-timing possible.”
Jack reached for his handgun and aimed it weakly at the center of the storm.
“Hmph, I guess that’s the karma I get for being the piece of shit that I’ve grown up to be.”
Jack coughed out blood from the aftermath of the fight, and chuckled.
“Le-Leon, I-I tried, but it looks like you’re on your own from here on out…”
The storm grew more intense, category ten winds destroyed everything in the surrounding area. The young man could feel Leon and Samantha’s protection, aiding him to withstand the storm brewing in front of his eyes. Accepting his defeat and potential demise, the young man controlled his wobbled aim and took a deep breath.
“...I guess shitty people do deserve what’s coming to them. I accept my punishment and if I somehow survive this, Sarah—”
Jack began pressing the trigger and the storm paused.
“—I wish to see your smile just as much as I want to see Mallory’s, strangely.”
The storm flickered, the vortex rotated inwards and took aim at the young man's position.
“Bring it…” Jack weakly said.
The storm paused, everything went dead silent. The calm wind sent ghostly howls throughout the area. Everyone grew chilly, capes billowed, Jack’s hair lightly fluttered, Ravana’s grin grew thinner while Chelsea let out a subtle breath of relief. In a flash, the storm exploded Eligor out of its core, Jack shot his gun, and a humongous explosion sent everyone twirling, tumbling, and flying away. A huge mushroom cloud erupted where they were, and Ravana spread his arms out in joy.
Chelsea shook her head but grinned as the grey and black cloud began to settle.
“Babes is okay, but the same can’t be said for the poors boy.”
Ravana chuckled and his thin smile grew ear to ear.
“What a marvelous display of his strength! I knew it was right for Eligor to be bestowed with strength alone!”
As the cloud’s faded away, Eligor stood where Jack was aiming at. In front of him was a ginormous crater that was endless to the naked eye.
“Sorry, boy. Although, that was a good punch.”
He wriped the scuff on his cheek and frowned.
“I’m sorry.” he mumbled.
Deep in the underground, laying in a pool of his own blood and broken limbs, Jack let out a pained cackle and caught a glimpse of someone being held up by something from a seated position. His vision was too blurry for him to make out where he’s at, but seeing the person in the position they were in, it seemed close to being stared at by an angel, welcoming him into heaven.
“Fu…ck…”
The young man was on the verge of passing out when something crashed into the same area where he was in. He couldn’t turn his head, but saw the figure coming at the corner of his eyes.
“Jack.” they said.
It was Leon who found the young man in a near dead state. He took a knee and put his hand on the young mans head.
“You’re one lucky bastard, you know that?”
Jack couldn’t hear much, but only replied by weakly chuckling before passing out.
“You did good, but now…”
Leon looked over his shoulder and found Sarah sat in a chair and her arms hung up by the same crystals that are problematic.
“My dearest daughter, I have found you, at last.”
Seeing her in the state she’s in and seeing her mana being sucked by the crystals, feeding the roots that hover above them boiled his blood.
“You wretched Esper, Ravana.”
Leon could feel the same crystals trying to absorb his life essence and trying to bring him down to his knees.
“Damn… those things.”
He loudly grunted and powered up his aura, which shattered the crystals and turned the room into a cloud of glittering speckles. He heavily panted and clutched his head to recuperate his senses and mana.
“I-I can’t believe Ravana would create something this devious against me. To think he hated me that much after Samantha accepted me into her life? What an envious fool.”
Leon rushed to Sarah’s motionless body and before grabbing her, he quickly paused and began shaking. He moaned and swallowed, doing his best to give himself courage to grab his loving daughter.
“Come on, Leon, just grab her…”
He carefully reached his hand to her slim arm and gently grabbed it but quickly regretted it and began gasping. He collapsed to his knees and clutched his head again, and growled intensely. He had flashbacks of Samantha and her voice echoed repeatedly in his mind, “I love you!” she continued saying in her sinister gentle voice.
“No… n…o! Get out of my head!” he shouted.
He let go of his head and heavily breathed, his fingers arched and sweat profusely dripping from his head.
“Sama…ntha!”
Leon got to his feet, and let out a roar that instilled his frustration's and agony towards his ex-wife. He roared and yelled his anger and his aura exploded out just briefly, which created tremors throughout the globe.
He panted repeatedly and ran to Sarah, grabbing her arm and pulling her off the seat. He had her in his arms and had a scowl.
“No more, will you hold me back from grabbing my only reason for living!”
He took the time to catch his breath, calm his anger and get himself back together.
“No more, will I be your slave. No longer will I be the tool that carries on your ambition.”
He finally had the courage to look at Sarah’s face and frowned.
“I’m holding you in my arms—for the first time in my pathetic life.”
He grew emotional, and the edge of his eyes began to swell.
“My carelessness and lack of involvement got you in this mess… my me-mess.”
Leon shut his eyes, but then, the sound of a thousand voices ruptured the silence.
“Let her down…” they said in unison.
Leon glanced around and saw thousands of lit eyes in all corners of darkness and the lurking shadows.
“There’s still this many of you?” he said.
“Let her down…” they repeated.
Leon scanned his surroundings repeatedly as they kept repeating the same phrase, “Let her down…”
His concern almost got the best of him when one of the cloaked cultists attacked him from behind. He was speared but he stabbed his foot on the ground and shouted, which blew the cultist into a cloud of crimson.
“You relentless fools,” he said.
More began attacking, charging, shooting mana at Leon. He dodged, kicked, blocked, and used his back as a shield to prevent Sarah from getting hurt. He wasn’t phased by their attacks until he saw the glint of purple sparkles in the distance. His mana was being sucked out again, and one blast impacted his back, which made him scream in agony. He hissed and dropped to a knee.
He felt his back scorched and heard his flesh sizzle.
“No, not now…”
He powered his mana more and their attacks began to inflict more pain as he forced himself to bring out more of his powers. His stability began to crumble and his patience grew thin as their attacks grew more ruthless and annoying.
“I gotta get out of this chamber.”
Dozens of cloaked cultists charged at once and he fended them off, one by one. He killed them by slicing them in half, blasting them to hell, punching their bodies into smithereens. With one hand, and holding his daughter with the other, Leon did the best to his capabilities. Yet with each one killed, dozens more spawned.
“Let her down…” they continued.
“I’ve got no other option.”
Leon powered up more, but his mana was sucked out more than before. His arms trembled and he looked at his shaking palm.
“My—power…”
Leon felt his life draining so fast that he fell to his knees again.
“Those crystals are doing more than they had before.”
Some cultists used the opportunity to charge at Leon in his weakened state. One punched him square in the face. His fist, jammed against Leon’s cheek made him cackle until he saw the fiery glint on Leon’s sideye. He gasped and Leon blasted him out of existence with a mana blast that shot out of his mouth.
“Damn… it!”
He gently put Sarah down and powered up one more time.
“You… vile scum, just because of some worthless crystals has me on edge, don’t make it seem like you still have a chance against—me!”
Leon roared and the cultists charged all at once. He blasted a group of twenty into dust. One grappled him, he wrapped his arms around his body and snapped him like a twig. Another tried flying at him, light speed, but moved to the side, grabbing their face and crushing their skull into a pool of mush. Another flew down from the ceiling, and Leon only aimed his hand to turn him into ash. But, as the feuding went on, Leon’s powers grew weaker and weaker as he had to force more to come out every time.
“I-I gotta think of something else…”
Leon decided to only fight with his fists and he did. Fighting, killing, breaking limbs, one by one, second by second, minute by minute, he killed and killed and killed. Yet more kept popping, teleporting, appearing, crashing from every corner, from every shadow, from every opening. More and more kept spawning and poor Leon was withering more.
“Enough!”
Leon let out a war cry and shot his fist forward, shooting out a ginourmous beam that eviserated every cultist in sight. Despite the huge beam that created a new hole in the earth, history repeated itself.
“Hand her over…” they said now.
Leon’s vision blurred, his muscles ached and his lungs were gasping for air.
“Go-got to keep… fighting…”
Leon was tackled away from Sarah and he panicked. The cultist crashed Leon into the wall of dirt. He laid a smackdown on his face. Despite being turned into a punching bag, Leon could see one of the cultists trying to grab Sarah, which turned him into a frenzy. He caught the cultists fist, and yelled, shooting another huge beam out of his mouth. The same beam killed the other that was trying to grab Sarah. Leon quickly flew to Sarah, and managed to reach her before more teleported in, and Leon now found himself completely surrounded.
“Hand her over…”
“Hand her over…”
Leon fell on all fours and brought his gaze up to Jack who was finally awakening from his unconscious state.
“Jack, you gotta—”
Leon used his mana, turning his aura into an arm to grap Jack and drag his motionless body next to Sarah’s. Jack could barely comprehend his consciousness and remained quiet. Leon grinned and got back to his weakened feet.
He summoned a force field around them and nodded to the young man.
“If anything happens to me, take my daughter out of her, Jack Samr.”
Jack nodded, but barely heard what Leon had said.
Leon looked over his shoulder to see the growing numbers quadruple by the seconds passing.
“You worthless, hopeless lost fools.”
“Hand her over…”
Leon tensed his body and he flew straight into the crowd. He began his assualt and defense. Blocking numerous fists, kicks, blasts, deflecting beams. His assault saw his fists ram, jam, pummel bodies, faces as more cloaks rained down on him. Waves came forward, backwards, below, above, and he fended off every single wave coming at him, but his powers were beginning to fade out again, forcing him to power up again.
“At this rate, it’ll be over before I can release more of my powers.”
Leon’s breathing got heavier and his body was growing light as a feather.
“Enough of this…”
He exploded out his aura and he clenched his teeth.
“I’ll take you all on at once!”
Leon started attacking again and was successful in killing more than a hundred in the span of a minute. His speed was immeasurable to their eyes, but they still seemed unfazed by his terrifying display of resilience and might. They mindlessly attacked him, doll-like and with one simple goal in mind, repeatedly echoing, “hand her over…” as the battle went on.
Leon finished blasting a huge wave that charged forward. He collapsed to his knees with his palms out.
“You… bast-ards.”
A couple attacked him as his vulnerability showed and it made him angrier. He was pushed, flung, tackled, blasted, and slammed on every single hard surface. Each time he tried retaliating, he was repeatedly pushed back by attacks and kicked away from the area. Thankfully, their attention was glued to him.
Meanwhile, Jack was coming back to his senses, and felt someone on his lap. He was light headed, sore, battered, but had some energy to spare to at least lift one hand.
“Sa…rah?”
Jack shook his head and coughed violently. He turned his head to the side and puked from his severe concussion. He wiped his mouth, and grabbed his head. Once he was able to give himself some time to wrap his senses, he saw his close friend Sarah, calmly resting on his lap.
“It is you, Sarah.” he mumbled.
The rumble, the explosions forced Jack to cover her, but saw oncoming debri which made his eyes pop out.
“No!”
The debri was shattered by the barrier that Leon had placed, which made Jack sigh in relief. He brought his attention to the battle happening in front of his eyes and tried standing, but was too weak to do so.
“No, Le-Leon!”
“Hand her over…”
Jack heard them repeat that over and over as he saw Leon kill dozens, dozens and upon dozens of cultists. Seeing Leon effortlessly fend them off to his view made him have an urgency of security; hoping that and feeling that everything's going to be okay. However, Leon’s on the brink of losing it, and if he released more mana, he’d run out and potentially lose all form of consciousness.
“You… fools!” he shouted.
Three cultists lined up, and together shot beams that merged into one giant one that directly hit Leon. It blew up and once the smoke cloud cleared, Leon had his forearms crossed and a barrier of his own that he summoned.
“I can’t believe I was forced to—”
Suddenly, one of the cultists, a buff one charged and slipped his fist through the barrier that froze Leon. He was punched square on his face and for a moment, Leon went blank. Leon quickly regained his composure and a huge vien had emerged from the side of his forehead. He growled and gave the buff Cultist a gut shot that made him gag blood.
He hammer fisted him to the crater below, and paused, bringing his arms up again to stare at his bloody, bruised palms.
“What was that…?”
“Give her back… give her back… hand her over… hand her over…” they repeated.
They began a final assault and Leon began to dodge with more relentlessness. He was more ruthless, heavier on his efforts in attacking and dodging every single one that came after him.
“My power, it’s almost drained…”
They emerged from the abyss below and grabbed his legs, then more came out from the sides, grabbing his arms as his aura was forced out and the light that it created was pulsating. Leon was blanched and his eyes began to sag. He knit his brows, ground his teeth and flew up to the surface, dragging a trail of more than a hundred cultists clinging on to that of a human centipede. Leon’s right fist glowed and he shot it forward, blowing a hole to the surface.
“Leon!” Jack shouted as he watched the human centipede be eviscerated from Leon’s blasts shockwave.
Outside, Ravana saw the huge bright purple beam that shot into space and created an explosion worth cementing into his vile brain.
“Yes! It’s working, it appears!” he shouted.
Leon was in the sky and another hundred cultists emerged from the hole. They charged at him and Leon blasted them out of existence with a barrage of finger blasts. He inhaled greatly and propelled himself more into the sky. It appeared as if the entirety of the clan had finally appeared and surrounded the area. They swarmed the sky, they swarmed the ground, they stood on the branches of the giant tree that was starting to blossom leaves of fall.
Seeing the grand tree beginning to show life made Ravana’s jaw drop with joy.
“Yes, yes! Grow baby grow!”
Leon continued fending them off as they swarmed at him in dozens, not giving him the chance to take a breath. He grappled, spun, kicked, blasted, punched every single one but not without taking damage from three or four of them at the same time. Leon’s breathing was shortening but he continued to push through. More tried attacking from below, but he jammed his foot in their faces, crushing their skulls. Leon shouted and shot his fingers forward, letting out the same finger blasts that formed into individual solid trails of purple death beams. They sliced, penetrated, exploded through hundreds of cultists as they zi-zagged through the entirety of the sky. They created giant clouds of crimson and rained blood on the earth. The air was filled with small smoke clouds splashed with red as Leon was finally having a chance to take a breather.
“Oh, I wouldn’t grow too comfortable right now, my old friend.” Ravana said.
Leon heavily panted and drooled as his life was fogging before his dimming eyes.
Out from behind another smoke cloud, three cultists fighters jet their way towards Leon, and in unison, put their fists forward. They made impact to Leon’s back and the four were being shot out into the stratosphere. Leon’s eyes were dimmer than before but his anger, his rage was popping out from the corners of his pupils. Red viens flowed as one more popped in front with a mana shaped scythe to finish Leon off. Leon growled rabidly and put his palms outwards, hovering them over the three and cooking them alive from the heat of his palms. They let out blood curdling screams as they were melting away into a pool of steaming flesh. He turned and grew his speed faster than lightspeed and his body cut through the cultist as he screamed his way through a sea of cloaks. He zig-zagged through the sky, and in a fitting screaming fit, he managed to kill thousands of cultists and stopped in the air.
Leon’s eyes were blank and his breathing hyperventilated violently. He couldn’t catch his breath and he couldn’t feel his limbs no more.
My body… my mind—it’s…
A giant comet shaped object shot from behind Leon from the upper darkened sky and directly made impact to Leon’s back. Another shot from below and the two combined to drill Leon through the empty sky, and tornado his numb body to the ground. He was out and blood spewed from his mouth and nose as he was falling. The remaining cultists powered up and swirled through the skies, showcasing an amazing, beautiful array of horror swirls. Ravana’s bride was in full display as their auras twinkled like death stars.
Ravana put his hand forward and more red, purple, and dark blue swirls came out from the underground.
“Yes! Show Leon that we do not fear him! We do not fear the once powerful—!”
The Cultist's swirled, swarmed the sky, twirling around Leon’s pummeling body as it was closing into skyscraper level. The Cultist's standing on the branches of the tree were charging up and lit up the tree like Christmas. The death swirls and twirls all suddenly braked and shot plasma balls at Leon and the two comets. He was lit up and barraged with endless balls of mana and plasma. The firing stopped and Leon's body and the comets were now a giant ball of molten charred lava.
Ravana laughed and spread his arms out at the beautiful show.
“—Leon, Bolverkr the destroyer! Your time has come!”
The remaining thousands of cultists on the ground also were charging up, and once every single one on the ground and tree were finished, Ravana flung his hand forward.
“FIRE! HA HA HA HA!”
Thousands upon thousands of red, purple, blue, black beams were shot at the ball of lava, flashing the entire area of wondrous colours of light and horror. Ravana laughed as the firing continued and lit up the place to that of camera flashes. The ball was being blasted so much, it began to crush itself from the devastation being laid on it, and appeared to take the shape of a dying star’s aftermath. Once they gave it their last shots, they waved their hands and the ball exploded to that of an emp bomb if it were combined to a hydrogen bomb. The area was devastated from the blast and giant skyscrapers of lightning lashed out and into where the ball once was. The humongous mushroom cloud was slowly phasing out and in the middle with smoke trailing off his body, his aura out and more intense than before; Leon’s eyes were absolutely blank and he snarled before letting out the most hurt, agonising yet raged induced battle cry.
Ravana couldn’t believe his eyes as Leon’s emotions were conveyed into the continuous battle cry as it echoed throughout the area.
“Tch… you tanky bastard” Ravana said.
The Cultist's began teleporting to him, remerging. Leon’s frustrations, defiance, desperation was in full display as his battle cry kept breaking away, enough to finally awaken his daughter Sarah from her slumber.
Slowly raising her eyelids, and gazing up at Jack’s foggy concerned face, she weakly gaped her mouth and mumbled, “Fa…ther?”