Purgus unleashed his red aura, and his power surged to new heights. The crimson energy crackled around him, amplifying his attacks. But this time, Yenza's response was different. His own aura ignited, which was the same color as Purgus'. The sheer magnitude of his power sent tremors through the battlefield.

Yenza focused on offense rather than defense, allowing Purgus to land a few strikes. But every blow only fueled Yenza's resolve, igniting the fiery determination within him. When Purgus prepared for another attack, Yenza swiftly countered with a devastating blow that sent Purgus hurling through the air.

Purgus struggled to regain his footing, his body crashing against the ground. The impact rattled him, but his determination remained unyielding. He slowly rose, his eyes showing pain.

Purgus closed in, intent on overpowering Yenza in close combat. Yenza swiftly reacted with fast reflexes. He executed a powerful kick that connected with Purgus, propelling him backward with tremendous force. Purgus fought to regain control, using his cosmic abilities to stabilize himself and halt his momentum.

However, before Purgus could fully recover, Yenza seized the opportunity.

"Red Stratus!"

He unleashed a devastating blast of neos energy, a concentrated red beam that surged toward Purgus with unstoppable force.

"Nebula Veil!"

Purgus, recognizing the imminent danger, attempted to deflect the blast by surrounding himself with a shield of neos energy forming around his body, which would have deflected the attack and reduced the damage, but the sheer power behind Yenza's attack proved overwhelming.

An explosion engulfed Purgus, its impact reverberating through the battlefield. The force of the blast sent Purgus sprawling backward, his body slamming against the ground with a resounding thud. The spectators gasped in astonishment at the sheer magnitude of the attack.

Purgus lay motionless, his body bruised and battered, a testament to the formidable power of Yenza.

As the dust settled, Yenza stood there, his breathing heavy but his resolve unwavering. The crowd erupted into applause, acknowledging his triumph over the formidable Purgus.

Purgus struggled to rise from the ground, his body battered and bruised, Wendy's voice rang out with determination. She called out to him, her words filled with urgency and concern.

"Purgus,That's enough! You've given it your all, but it's time to stop…"

Despite Wendy's heartfelt plea, Purgus remained unyielding, his gaze fixed on Yenza with a fierce determination. The injuries he had sustained seemed to fuel his determination to continue the fight, overriding any concern for his own well-being. He continues to move foward

"This...isn't over....you piece of shit! I'm going to beat you, and Howl.. and rid this Kingdom of the Putrid Celeston Family!"

Wendy's voice grew more desperate as she shouted once again, "Purgus, please! You can't keep going like this. You're only hurting yourself further. Stop!"

Purgus, his face twisted with a concoction of agony and fury. He shook his head resolutely, his voice filled an unwavering resolve. With a strained yet determined tone, his words echoed through the air,

"I will not yield, Wendy! I've come too far to fail! This battle is far from over! I will unleash my full power, defeat them and leave nothing behind!" The intensity and determination in his voice sent shivers down the spines of all who heard him. His words also struck a chord within Wendy. She understood his relentless pursuit of strength, his unwillingness to accept defeat without exhausting every ounce of his power. Yet, she couldn't help but worry for his well-being.

Purgus slowly pushed himself up, his body trembling with fatigue, the crowd watched in awe. Yenza, his own eyes filled with respect for Purgus's determination, prepared himself for the next round of their intense duel.

The people around him, with their elitist mindset, couldn't help but voice their disdain for Purgus, the representative of the poor people standing in front of the Royal Kingdom of Celestons.

"Look at that lowly peasant trying to stand up against the royalty. What a fool," sneered one haughty onlooker.

"Who does he think he is? Just a poor commoner with delusions of grandeur," mocked another bystander, their tones dripping with disdain.

"Purgus? Ha! More like Pestus. He's shown nothing that even compares to the noble blood that flows through the veins of the Royals," scoffed a third individual, their words carrying an air of superiority.

Despite the negativity surrounding him, Purgus remained undeterred. His personality, stubborn and resilient, propelled him forward.

But Purgus, undeterred by the disparaging comments,refused to let the prejudice of the bystanders define him. With a determined spirit, he silenced the negativity with his unwavering resolve. Purgus knew that his worth wasn't defined by his birthright but by the strength of his character. He was ready to prove himself, greatness could be achieved.

"THIS ISN'TOVER!!!!

The clash continued, each strike resonating with the echoes of their unwavering spirit. Purgus fought valiantly, pushing himself to his limits, while Yenza displayed his newfound power and skill. The battle raged on, each moment revealing the depths of their strength and their unyielding resolve.

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Wendy, torn between her loyalty to her family and her admiration for Purgus's tenacity, watched on with a heavy heart. She knew that despite her concerns, she couldn't interfere in their battle. All she could do was hope that both warriors would emerge from this clash unscathed.

As Purgus gathered his remaining strength, he stood tall, his voice ringing out with a statement that pierced through the tension-filled air.

Purgus' voice dripped with resentment and simmering grievances as he declared,

"I despise the wretched Celestons, but Wendy is an exception." His words carried a heavy weight of disdain, fueled by a history of animosity. "She's the only one among your pompous lot who possesses even a shred of decency, a hint of understanding. She's the sole individual who gives a damn about anything other than her own privilege!"

His tone grew more defiant as he continued, eyes blazing with determination. "Mark my words, this battle is far from over. It is not only Yenza I fight against, but against the very essence of your despicable family and all that it represents. I will challenge the oppressive might of your lineage, tearing down each brick of the kingdom's foundation! The Poor will rise!"

The impact of Purgus's words sounded through the Celeston family, each member reacting in their own unique way. Howl's expression became disturbed contemplation, his mind grappling with the weight of Purgus's hatred. Maer's anger flared, her eyes narrowing with fierce determination to protect her family's honor. Liona's curiosity was piqued, her inquisitive nature pushing her to uncover the reasons behind Purgus's animosity. And Misty, though too young to fully comprehend the situation, sensed the tension and unease in the atmosphere.

Howl's eyes burned with an intense fire as he listened to Purgus's lingering words of hatred towards the Celeston family. The weight of his position as the Prince and protector of the family bore down on him, fueling his anger and determination to uphold their honor and reputation.

Yenza's fury engulfed him, transforming him into a whirlwind of rage and frustration. As he charged towards Purgus, his voice echoed with seething anger and bitter resentment.

""You pathetic good for nothing imbecile! Grrrr!!!!! How dare you insult my family with your despicable presence!? I'll make you suffer, Purgus, you hear me?! SUFFER! I won't stop until you beg for mercy that will never come!

Yenza's attacks were fueled by raw emotion, but in his current state, he lacked the precision and control necessary to land a single decisive solid blow.

"Pathetic! Is that all you've got? Dodging and evading like a coward!" he jeered, his frustration mounting with each unsuccessful strike.

"You can't keep dodging me forever! Once you're down, I'll tear you apart piece by piece until there's nothing left! I'll have you screaming! Hahahaha!!!!"

Yenza's attacks growing more wild and desperate. With each angry comment, Yenza's frustration fueled his relentless assault, but Purgus, driven by his own determination, continued to elude his every move. Purgus, despite his injuries, managed to dodge and evade Yenza's onslaught, his movements guided by instinct and experience.

Maer's eyes narrowed as she witnessed Yenza's loss of control. She knew that she had to intervene before things spiraled further out of hand. The tables were beginning to turn into Purgus' Favor. With determined steps, she swiftly closed the distance between herself and the battling duo, her authoritative presence commanding attention.

"Yenza, ENOUGH!" Maer's voice boomed . She extended her hand towards him, a gesture meant to halt his reckless assault. "You must regain control of your emotions! Remember the teachings of your mother and the strength that lies within you! Do not forget who I trained you to be!"

Yenza's frenzied attacks gradually slowed as he locked eyes with Maer, the intensity of her gaze cutting through his anger. His rapid breathing began to steady, and he reluctantly lowered his guard, allowing Maer's words to penetrate his consciousness.

Purgus had been charging up Neos energy all this while Yenza has attempted to attack him. He smirks and then unleashes his devastating attack while Yenza's distracted,

"Star Destroyer!"

The dark energy surged forth in the form of the destructive 'Star Destroyer' beam. The ground trembled under its immense power, and the air crackled with malevolent energy. But as formidable as the attack appeared, Yenza's newfound control and strength allowed him to face it head-on. With unwavering determination, Yenza focused his power and skillfully countered Purgus' attack. His own aura of Neo's energy intensified as he formed a Nebula veil around himself and redirected the destructive beam back towards its source.

Purgus, caught off guard by the force of his own attack being turned against him, was unable to defend himself in time. The powerful impact sent him hurtling through the air, his body spiraling before crashing to the ground. His consciousness wavered, and he succumbed to the overwhelming force of the blow.

Silence descended upon the battlefield as Yenza stood amidst the aftermath of their clash, his eyes fixed on the fallen Purgus.

Maer approached Yenza, her gaze filled with pride and concern. She placed a hand on his shoulder, a silent acknowledgment of his growth and the challenges he had overcome. Together, they had weathered the storm of emotions and prevailed.

Howl's voice resonated with authority as he stepped forward, addressing Purgus with unwavering conviction.

"Purgus, your continued animosity towards the Celeston family is not only unfounded but also a grave offense. I have enacted laws within our kingdom that consider speaking out against the family as a criminal act, for I will not tolerate insults or threats against those I hold dear."

His words were firm, his gaze unwavering as he stared down at the fallen adversary. Howl's sense of duty and loyalty to his family ran deep, and any attack on their name struck a nerve within him. He had worked tirelessly to protect and ensure the prosperity of the Celeston family, and he would not allow anyone to tarnish their legacy.

"I will not stand idly by while you spew your hatred and attempt to undermine our family's honor," Howl continued, his voice spewing anger. "You have been given numerous chances for redemption, yet you persist in clinging to your bitterness! Purgus, your actions will have consequences. The law will be enforced right here and now!"

Maer's voice cut through the charged atmosphere as she stepped forward, her gaze firmly fixed on Purgus. Her expression was resolute, and there was a steely determination in her eyes.

"Howl, it is time to make an example out of Purgus. His continued defiance and venomous words against our family cannot go unanswered. It is crucial that we uphold the integrity of the Celeston name and demonstrate that such actions will not be tolerated."

Her words carried the weight of her position as the matriarch of the family, and her unwavering support for Howl's decision was evident. Maer was a formidable figure, respected and revered for her wisdom and strength. She understood the importance of maintaining the family's honor and protecting its legacy.

"Purgus must face the consequences of his actions," Maer continued,"He has shown no remorse and continues to harbor ill-will towards us. We cannot allow such defiance to go unchecked. It is time to demonstrate the power and authority of the Celeston family, and that we are not to be trifled with."

Her words hung in the air, a resolute call to action. Maer's commitment to upholding the family's values and defending its reputation was unwavering. She knew that by making an example out of Purgus, they would send a clear message to anyone who dared to challenge the Celeston family.

As the tense atmosphere lingered, Wendy couldn't help but feel a knot of worry tighten in her chest. She watched as Howl and Maer discussed the consequences that Purgus would face, their determination unyielding. Deep down, Wendy knew that Purgus had brought this upon himself with his defiance and resentment, but her compassionate nature couldn't help but feel a pang of concern for him.

Purgus may have held hatred for the Celeston family, but Wendy saw beyond his anger. She recognized the pain and turmoil that lay beneath his tough exterior. Despite his actions, there was a part of Wendy that empathized with his struggles and wished for a different outcome.

"What will happen, Purgus?" Wendy whispered, her voice barely audible amidst the intensity of the moment. Her question hung in the air....