The cloaked figure removes their hood, revealing their face, they stand before them with an imposing presence, resembling a figure of raw strength and power. His Hair was jet black, and flowed down as far as his back. His muscular physique and intense gaze captivate their attention, as if his very presence commands respect. Although he looked pretty serious, he appeared to be around the same age as the children.

"I am Purgus, the representative of the poor side of Neos City. My strength may not be recognized by our society, but I possess a fire within me that cannot be extinguished."

Wendy, Kolra, and Kayo find themselves in awe of Purgus' appearance. They can sense the immense energy radiating from him, giving him an air of invincibility.

"You... You look incredibly strong, Purgus."

Purgus smirks, his voice filled with confidence.

"Appearances can be deceiving, Wendy. Strength is not solely determined by physical appearance, although I think you know that already."

Kolra and Kayo, though initially surprised, are now inspired by Purgus' presence. This gave them both an opportunity to prove themselves.

"If you're challenging Wendy, then we won't back down either! We'll show you our own strength!"

"Yeah, we may not look as strong as you, but we won't let that stop us from giving you the neospacian street beatdown!"

Purgus nods, acknowledging their determination.

"Very well. Show me what you can do, Neospacians!"

As the battle unfolds, it becomes clear that Purgus possesses a staggering level of strength far beyond that of Kayo and Kolra. With a single powerful strike, he swiftly takes down both of them, leaving them both unconscious and unable to continue.

Wendy stands frozen in disbelief, a wave of shock washing over her. The realization hits her like a lightning bolt - she must tap into her unique abilities and harness every ounce of her power to even stand a chance against Purgus. The weight of this revelation settles upon her like a heavy burden, but she knows it is her only way forward.

Wendy takes a deep breath, summoning all her courage as she begins to try something new to her based on what she has learned and seen before. She begins to channel the energy, feeling its raw power course through her veins. The sensation is electrifying, sending a shiver down her spine.

As she focuses her gaze, a shimmering pink-colored aura begins to envelop her body, casting a radiant glow around her. It's a sight she has never seen before, a manifestation of her true potential coming to life for the first time.

Trembling with excitement and uncertainty, Wendy musters the strength to face Purgus head-on. Her voice quivers but radiates determination as she addresses her formidable opponent.

"You may have overpowered those two, but I won't let you overpower me, Purgus!" Her words are filled with a newfound sense of confidence, empowered by the realization that she, too, possesses a hidden strength waiting to be unleashed.

She unleashes a flurry of rapid strikes, her movements becoming a blur of speed and precision.

Purgus, stunned momentarily by Wendy's sudden surge of power, finds himself on the defensive. He struggles to match her speed and agility, his attacks barely grazing her as she gracefully evades them.

"Tch! You won't catch me like that!"

With each passing moment, Wendy's power seems to grow, her determination and belief in herself fueling her every move.

"That's not bad Wendy.. But....it's not good enough."

Purgus shifts his stance, an air of intensity filling the battlefield. Wendy, despite her determination, finds herself overwhelmed by Purgus's relentless assault. His strikes break through her defenses, each blow connecting with staggering force.

Wendy's body strains under the impact, and she can feel her strength waning. Purgus, fueled by a surge of Neos energy, combines the raw power within his fists, causing them to erupt into blazing flames. His fists become a deadly weapon, infused with the scorching intensity of his Neos energy.

"Celestial inferno!"

Purgus lunges forward, closing the distance between them in an instant. With his fists ablaze, he delivers a devastating strike towards Wendy. The sheer power behind his attack creates a whirlwind of fiery energy, propelling towards her with overwhelming force.

Caught off guard by the intensity of Purgus's fiery assault, Wendy finds herself momentarily overwhelmed. The searing heat and sheer impact of the strike send her flying, her body propelled through the air before crashing onto the ground with a resounding thud. The force of the impact leaves her momentarily dazed and breathless, her body aching from the tremendous blow.

Howl's arrival interrupts the intense confrontation between Wendy and Purgus. He strides onto the battlefield, his presence commanding attention.

"Enough of this battle! I called for a mandatory meeting, and iv'e been shouting out your name Wendy, but it seems you two are more interested in fighting than addressing the issues at hand."

Purgus narrows his eyes at Howl, sensing his disdain towards the Celestons rising.

"And who the heck are you to interrupt our battle? Another Celeston?"

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Howl smirks

"Oh, how 'observant' of you. Yes, I am Prince Howl, and I am a Celeston. You've made the gravest mistake of insulting my family."

Purgus scoffs, unimpressed by Howl.

"Your family? The very ones responsible for the suffering of countless Neospacians? Don't expect me to show any respect or sympathy. Celeston's are all a piece of shit, every last one of them."

Howl's eyes flash anger as he steps forward, his voice becoming intense.

"You may have your own trouble, Purgus, but tarring an entire family with the same brush only shows your narrow-mindedness! Not all Celestons are responsible for the past. SO SHUT YOUR DAMN TRAP!"

Purgus growls, his anger beginning to flare up. Howl and Purgus begin to square each other up. Both of them were about to take a stance.

Wendy, gathering her courage, tries to interject and speak up amidst Howl and Purgus' confrontation.

"Wait, please! I think we should—"

However, her words are cut off by Howl's gaze sending fear into her. With one Powerful look, He asserts his authority as the prince, silencing her. The interruption leaves Wendy feeling not only fearful but also unheard and diminished in that moment.

While his assertiveness and anger towards Wendy catches her off guard, she trembles, trying to speak up.

"Howl, I... I was just trying to understand his perspective. I didn't mean to cause any trouble."

"UNDERSTANDING HIS PERSPECTIVE?! Wendy, we don't owe him any explanation. We're proud Celestons, and we DON'T need his approval or validation! Do you understand me?!"

Wendy's fear intensifies as she sees the fire in Howl's eyes.

"I... I understand, Howl. I'm sorry for interfering."

Howl's gaze softens when he realizes the impact his words and actions have had on Wendy. He takes a deep breath and speaks with a gentler tone.

"Wendy, this is not about interfering, it's about standing up for who we are and what we believe in. We're a family, and we should defend and support each other, especially in the face of prejudice. Any Celeston with a brain would understand that. You hear me? Now grow one!"

Wendy nods, her fear subsiding slightly as she grasps onto Howl's words of unity

"Now let's go to the meeting and address the issues that need to be resolved. Iv'e already even gone through the trouble of waking up my Mother for this. That is how important this is. No more wasting time with this clown!"

As Wendy turns to leave, her heart heavy with confusion and a newfound fear of Howl.

"You too, Purgus. If you have any issues or concerns, bring them up in the proper forum. We have matters to discuss, and your presence might shed some light on the perspective you seem so keen on sharing."

With a final dismissive glance towards Purgus, Howl leads the way, leaving the battlefield behind. Purgus, with a frustrated expression, follows suit, contemplating his next course of action.

"Very well.."

-------At The Royal Palace

In the grand halls of the Royal Palace, the Neospacians gather for the mandatory meeting, their anticipation filling the air. Among them, to everyone's surprise, Liona makes a grand entrance, pulled by the ear by her determined mother.

Liona stands tall for her age, her green eyes filled with a fiery determination that matches her lion-like personality. Her short, wavy brown hair hints at a rebellious spirit, and her presence exudes strength and confidence. At the young age of 11, she is already considered a formidable Neospacian, matching the strength of Howl, who is two years older.

Despite her impressive abilities, Liona's arrival is met with caution. Many Neospacians know of her lion-like nature and her love for intense training. Some admire her determination, while others are wary of her fierce and untamed spirit.

Liona's mother, Maer, releases a grip she held on Liona's ear all the way to the Royal Palace, giving her a stern look before stepping aside. Liona stands tall, seemingly unbothered by the attention her entrance has garnered.

"You better behave, Liona. This meeting is Very important, and you're here for a reason."

Liona rolls her eyes but nods in reluctant agreement. She may possess a wild spirit, but she understands the importance of Royalty and respects her mother's wishes, even if begrudgingly.

As the meeting commences, the Neospacians direct their attention to Liona, curiosity and anticipation swirling in their eyes. It is clear that her unexpected presence holds a significance beyond their understanding.

Howl stands at the center of the grand hall, commanding the attention of the assembled Neospacians. He clears his throat, his voice resonating with authority and determination.

"Before we delve into the matters at hand, I have an important announcement to make regarding our naming scheme. In Neospace, those who bear last names are not just ordinary individuals. They are the ones recognized by the Royalty, whether by blood or through appointment, as individuals of significance and status."

Whispers ripple through the crowd as Neospacians exchange curious glances, their interest piqued by Howl's words.

Howl continues, his voice steady and firm: "Having a last name is a symbol of honor, a mark of distinction that sets individuals apart and signifies their commitment to our realm. It represents the recognition of their contributions, their dedication, and their loyalty to Neospace."

He pauses for a moment, allowing his words to sink in. The significance of last names in Neospace carries weight, emphasizing the importance of those who bear them.

"From this day forward, I encourage all Neospacians who have not yet been bestowed with a last name from the Kingdom to strive for excellence and to demonstrate their dedication to our realm. It is through your actions and accomplishments that you can earn the recognition and status associated with a last name."

Murmurs of anticipation fill the grand hall, Howl takes a deep breath, preparing himself to deliver the unexpected news. He gazes across the room, his eyes meeting those of the Neospacians gathered before him.

"And now, I have a momentous announcement to make. In light of their unwavering loyalty, their exceptional abilities, and their invaluable contributions to Neospace, it is with great honor that I bestow upon the entire Celeston family the status of Royalty."

A collective gasp sweeps through the crowd, and the expressions on their faces range from astonishment to disbelief. Neospacians turn to one another, their eyes wide with shock and awe.

Yenza's jaw drops, his eyes locked on Howl, unable to comprehend the magnitude of the proclamation. Wendy's eyes widen in surprise, her mind racing to process the implications of this news. Kolra's hand instinctively covers her mouth.

Liona, who initially seemed disinterested, now stands frozen, her eyes fixed on Howl. A flicker of surprise dances across her face, momentarily revealing her astonishment before she quickly regains her composed demeanor.

The room remains filled with silence as the weight of Howl's announcement settles upon the Neospacians. The significance of the Entire Celeston family being granted royal status echoed throughout the hall, sparking a mix of emotions and questions among the onlookers.

"What is this shit..." A voice mumbled in the back of the room. Someone clearly was not happy with the decision that had just been made