> Amidst the burning night, inflamed is the brightest lustre.
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The contest went in sequence, continuing in a moment wherein with a swift inward sweep of his right arm, Draxo would propagate a great seismic quake across the space before him wherein both Yurupt and Drachi stationed themselves, leaving an unequivocal astonishment on the alerted two.
Both hurried into the skies, all the ile the mighty tremor devastated the surface of their contention.
Then, they both flew towards Draxo, dashing at the same supernatural velocities that one would expect from both.
Yurupt hastily placed his Force Ring on his finger, triggering his transformation as before. And it appeared he had something in mind. “Hey! Tree-man!”
“That guy's an All-Meridian and a Pillar, yeah?” Drachi’s head turned to the Sarhun as he heard him speak.
The two ferociously fell onto the place of Draxo’s displacement, decimating the surface and causing Draxo himself to leap back from there.
“Arbo.” “Then…”
“What do you say we do a little team-up~?”
Drachi looked forward, letting his mind race with things concerning this encounter. From Draxo’s status and Yurupt’s inquiry, his mind calculated meticulously, seeking only the most worthwhile path.
He then looked to Yurupt, gaining a follow-up of a casual shrug from the latter.
Finally, he looked forward once again, now with a concurring grin upon his face. “Arbo?”
Ah…, Draxo mulled with a deadpan stare, in his mind confirming the newfound agreement and alliance’s birth. But he found intrigue in it, even if ever so slightly, so he also seeked to see the direction it took.
“HAAHHH!!!” Yurupt screeched as he and Drachi barreled with full force in Draxo's direction, having their individual fists pulled back and ready for action.
Draxo fashioned a long grey staff, spinning it around and then holding it behind himself diagonally with one arm and his other palm placed in front of him, ready to take on the two younglings.
And with stylistic gyrations of the staff and a pirouetting of his own body, he forked both of the other's direction when they reached him. It prompted them to go different ways, planting themselves onto the floor strongly.
They wasted no time in straightly making their way towards him once more, blurred from the sheer voracious nature of their direction.
And upon making contact, a new engagement strife in close-quarters combat with the Ghouling began. An exchange was armed versus unarmed, with the allied duo having to come to terms with both Draxo's speed and weapon, while he had to properly defend against all openings and blind spots. Yurupt would go for an outside roundhouse, but Draxo swiftly ducked underneath the incoming strike. He retaliated with an arcing sweep motion with his staff targeted at Yurupt's legs, evaded by a leap from the Sarhun’s end
And that focus on Yurupt had seemed to leave an opening, as though the allied had hoped, as behind Draxo appeared Drachi, coming in with his left hand for a powerful strike. But the Pillar was sharp in reflex, parrying with his staff's end.
From above, Yurupt prepared for yet another blast, concentrating ki in outward-stretched arms once more. But Draxo noticed his preparations just as Drachi was about to attempt another strike.
However Draxo teleported, right from Drachi's presence and right next to Yurupt, bamboozling the two completely.
And with a hefty kick, he sent Yurupt crashing into the ground.
“Arbo!” Drachi exclaimed, extending his arm towards the Ghouling, and spreading it out in “branches” over a vast area as a sort of confinement.
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Once more, Draxo found no issue in motion, traversing through the ever-growing swarm of sprouting boughs with an elegant disposition.
Then came in Yururpt, activating Pole-boost in a flaring red explosive release. “IYAAAAAAHHH!!!” He then rushed through the branches to Draxo, nearing him in only a lengthy fraction of a second.
But Draxo was quick to notice his stride, blitzing Yurupt with the greatest paces, placing his palms on his chest.
“Uhh…”
“Sorry. But this is for the better.” Draxo stated with a cold stare, as electric charge and a special energy began to encoat his hands.
With a great force of both of those charges, Yurupt was blown along with the neighboring branches in the areaYurupt was blown away, along with the numerous branches encircling the area.
“Grk!,” groaned a pained Drachi.
Suddenly, Draxo behind the Arbojust behind of him, sensed by him and astonishing him as well. And with a powerful slap, Draxo sent Drachi walloping across the surface alongside a great impact and an even greater aftermath.
Asudden, Yurupt sprung up at his side with an outstretched right being held by his left.
“~DUAL ATTACK: PSYCH ULTIMATE NULLIFIER!!!~
Draxo's eyes widened in alarm. Then forth came ”a powerful attack of pure seismic force from the Sarhun, blasting Draxo away from their position, also severely damaging the surrounding.
The Ghouling eventually planted himself deep into the ground, working to prevent the opposing pushback and magnanimous force. The combined power of Psyche Power's psychokinesis…and the ability negation of Ultimate Nullifier…
Regardless…
With a powerful tremor of his own, unearthing his Jutwale of a bizzare mass of tentacles from his backbone and legs, he flung Yurupt away from himself. “Gah!”
Yurupt began to tumble away, in excess in the motion. At the same time, Drachi himself stood up in recuperation, catching a glimpse of the former as he flew past.
Then he dashed forward, carrying himself to Draxo with a darting glare.
Draxo returned the gesture, sending a glare of his own, but one of intense intimidation, pouring out his energies as well as a warning to any who dared step forward. And it worked well, causing Drachi to halt in an overwhelming fear.
Yurupt hopped forward, heavily panting, catching up to his retracting ally, with both covered in grime and various wounds and battle wear.
“You have both done admirably. I commend your works…” Draxo began orating as his tentacles retracted, much to the bemusement of the still on-guard Sarhun and the Arbo.
A familiar white light and haze began forming behind him. “But now…”
“All must end.”
“Hey, that's–!” Yurupt exclaimed with a face of terrified shock, his temporary ally also carrying a similar expression.
As Draxo looked skywards, behind him the Symbol of the Grandmaster Deity began to propagate, just as it had before.
The crowds watched on, anticipating what he would enact with that ability.
As did Tōmii and Dgiag, who more or less kept on straight faces, despite Dgiag's discomfort being slightly clearer.
Probacon and Wok also watched, their faces that of telling anxiety.
But Draxo did not absorb it into himself as before. Rather, the Symbol's glow became greater.
Yurupt's eyes jumped in foresight of what was to come imminently. “Hey…”
Draxo then looked down towards the two with his intent clear as day.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey!!” Yurupt yelled as he stretched his arm forward to prepare his defences, as did Drachi.
Draxo then squeezed himself inwards, taking a foetal positioning, all while the size and glow of the Symbol intensified behind him.
He quickly expanded himself again, stretching as greatly as his natural body could, just as a great irradiance began spreading outwards of him. “~BURST OF CREATION!!!~”
And then, from Draxo and the Symbol emerged a powerful detonation, a great force that could not be tethered to anything, one that began to completely wipe away the platform and more.
The Field reacted, making utterly its tetradimensional space complete in order to contain the power and energy being expelled.
The attack was great, and the aftermath was just as great, seeming as though it had completely wiped away the four-dimensional nature.
But the space would be revealed to be not completely eviscerated, much to the relief of the masses.
The air began to clear, and all questions were now to be answered…
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