Yenza's body aches and his energy dops, he realizes that he must tap into the deepest well of power available to him - the Neos Energy Gathering. With determination in his eyes, Yenza focuses his attention on the energy surrounding Neospace, his connection to the cosmic forces strengthening.

The air around Yenza begins to shimmer with a vibrant green hue, as if resonating with the energy he is about to harness. The Neospacians watch in awe as he taps into this extraordinary ability, aware of both its immense power.

Wendy, with her knowledge of the Neos Energy Gathering, observes the situation closely.

Yenza's power reaches its peak as he takes in the cosmic energy within himself, and he stands ready to unleash his newfound might upon Purgus.

Kolra pproaches Wendy with wide-eyed wonder.Kolra tugs on Wendy's sleeve and asks, "Hey Wendy, what is that technique Yenza is using?"

Wendy, her eyes still focused on Yenza's exhausted body, turns to Kolra and begins to explain. "Kolra, the Neos Energy Gathering is a powerful ability that allows a Neospacian to draw upon the cosmic energy surrounding Neospace. It's a technique of immense power, but it comes with a big drawback."

Yenza charges at Purgus with a burst of incredible speed, his movements fueled by the immense cosmic energy coursing through his veins. Each strike he delivers carries his determination to defeat him.

However, Wendy's words ring true" When a Neospacian uses the Neos Energy Gathering, they tap into the energy of the environment, absorbing it into their own being. This boosts their power to extraordinary levels temporarily. However, as they unleash attacks, their strength gradually diminishes until the energy they absorbed is completely depleted."

Wendy's expression becomes serious as she emphasizes the limitations."During this process, the Neospacian cannot further increase their power output. Each attack they make drains their strength, and they continue to weaken until the absorbed cosmic energy is completely expended."

Yenza fights on, his resolve unyielding, but the toll on his body and diminishing strength are impossible to ignore. Wendy watches with concern, knowing that Yenza is pushing himself to his limits.

The gathered Neospacians, too, witness the ebb and flow of Yenza's power, their hope and worry intermingling. They understand the lengths he is going to, channeling the very essence of Neospace to confront Purgus.

Yenza's final attacks are fueled by sheer determination and the remnants of the cosmic energy within him. Each strike lands with a desperate fervor, his strength waning with every blow. He fights until his energy is completely depleted, his body drained of the extraordinary power he had briefly harnessed.

Yenza valiantly fought against Purgus, pouring his remaining strength into every strike, he finds himself momentarily distracted by the sight of his mother, Maer, standing nearby. In that split second, Purgus seizes the opportunity and delivers a powerful blow, knocking Yenza to the ground.

The crowd gasps in collective shock and concern as Yenza's body hits the ground. Maer's eyes widen with worry, her motherly instincts kicking in. She rushes to Yenza's side, her face etched with concern and determination.

Liona, Wendy, and Kolra also gather around. Wendy's mind races, considering what was to come next. This battle has taken an unexpected turn, and Yenza's defeat has become a harsh reality.

Maer speaks to Yenza, gently cradling his head in her arms.

"Yenza, my brave child, you have fought with all your heart and soul. You have made me proud..."

Yenza, his vision blurred, manages a weak smile. "Mother, I... I tried my best. I wanted to show you... that I could protect our family and Neospace."

Yenza slips into unconsciousness, happy to hear such praise from his mother.

"Look at you, Celestons," Purgus declares, his words carrying a hint of triumph . He spits at them"Your precious lineage won't save you now! I will beat you all and bring change to Neospace! The poor will rise, and your reign will crumble."

His proclamation echoes through the air, and a charged silence falls upon the scene. The Neospacians exchange uncertain glances, some unsure of what to make of Purgus' bold words. The weight of his challenge hangs heavily in the air.

Maer's eyes narrow, her earlier anger now replaced with a determined resolve. She rises to her feet, her voice firm and commanding. "Purgus, you may have defeated my son, but do not underestimate the power and intelligence of the Celeston family."

Liona, her gaze steady, steps forward beside her mother. "Purgus, you ever got Body slammed by a Lion before?"Liona Questions, with an angry grin appearing to her face

Wendy, having witnessed the battle and absorbed the discussions, steps forward as well. "Purgus, please don't do things this way. We shouldn't be fighting each other right now, we should be helping each other!"

Howl remains silent, his eyes fixed on the unconscious body of his brother, Yenza. A deep, seething anger wells up within him, fueling his determination. With each passing moment, his resolve grows stronger, and his emotions become a driving force propelling him forward.

"I will avenge you, brother," Howl growls, his voice seething with an intense and unwavering determination. With a sharp stride, he steps forward, his face stern and composed, concealing the raging fury within him. The weight of his brother's defeat and the disgrace upon his family fuels his every move.

The gathered Neospacians watch as Prince Howl takes his place in front of Purgus, his posture exuding a silent challenge. His eyes meet Purgus', and an unspoken understanding passes between them, one that speaks of a battle that transcends physical strength.

With a sudden burst of energy, Howl unleashes his power, a brown aura radiating with both darkness and celestial light. It envelops him, turning him into a formidable-looking force. Purgus raises an eyebrow, his expression one of amusement. "So, you're next, huh? Ready to face the consequences of your family's actions?"

Howl's intense gaze narrows, his determination unyielding. With a purposeful stride, he closes the distance between them, a fire burning in his eyes.

"Enough of your damn words, Purgus! It's time to let our actions do the talking," he retorts, his voice resonating with authority. His muscles coil, bracing to unleash the full extent of his power.

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Without hesitation, the battle between Howl and Purgus begins in a flurry of movements. Each strike, each dodge, and each counter move is executed with precision and speed. They move with an almost dance-like fluidity, their skills on full display.

Howl's attacks are a combination of swift punches and kicks, infused with his neos energy, aiming to overwhelm Purgus with his ferocity. Purgus, on the other hand, relies on a more grounded fighting style, utilizing his strength and agility to deliver powerful blows.

The clash of their energies creates displays of light and sound, each strike resonating throughout the battlefield. The Neospacians watch in awe and anticipation, their eyes fixed on the intense exchange between the two combatants.

As the battle unfolds, it becomes apparent that both Howl and Purgus possess extraordinary skills. Howl's determination fuels his every move, while Purgus's resolve to fight for the poor drives him forward. Their motivations clash, echoing the divisions within Neospace itself.

The battle rages on, neither combatant yielding an inch. Each blow is met with equal force, their movements driven by a fierce determination to prevail. The air crackles with tension, and the surrounding Neospacians hold their breath, engrossed in the spectacle before them.

With a momentary pause, Howl's closed eyes flicker with a newfound focus. It's as if he's delving deep into his instincts, analyzing Purgus's movements, and understanding his opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

Suddenly, Howl's hand begins to radiate with a brilliant blaze of neos energy. He swiftly forms the energy into a concentrated fireball, compressing its power within his palm. As he opens his eyes, a determined and fierce glint shines within them.

Without hesitation, Howl launches the fireball towards Purgus. The fiery projectile hurtles through the air with incredible speed and intensity. Purgus, caught off guard by the sudden shift in Howl's strategy, braces himself to withstand the attack; however, Howl has something more in store. Just as the fireball approaches Purgus, he unleashes a black wave of destructive energy. The combination of the fireball's impact and the ensuing energy surge tears through the ground beneath Purgus, sending shockwaves throughout the battlefield.

The sheer power of Howl's neos energy leaves the onlookers in awe. They witness the destructive force unleashed by their newfound royalty, realizing the extent of Howl's abilities. The ground quakes, debris flies, and a cloud of dust and smoke engulfs the area.

As the dust begins to settle, revealing the aftermath of Howl's devastating attack, the Neospacians stand in stunned silence. The ground is torn apart, revealing deep fissures and cracks that stretch far into the distance. It becomes apparent that Howl's neos energy is on an entirely different level, surpassing any expectations.

Whispers of astonishment and amazement fill the air, mingled with a sense of trepidation and respect. The power displayed by Howl not only showcases his strength but also raises questions about the true potential of the Celeston family.

Howl stands amidst the aftermath, his chest heaving with exhaustion, his gaze still focused and determined. Purgus struggles to maintain his composure, his body battered and weakened by Howl's previous assault, he gazes up at Howl with exhaustion. Howl's eyes meet his, a flicker of determination and resolve shining within them.

Turning his attention to his mother, A surge of cosmic energy begins to simmer within Howl. It courses through his veins like a raging inferno, infusing his fists with an unparalleled might. Every fiber of his being resonates with the intensity of the moment, understanding the immense significance of this climactic strike that will decisively conclude the battle.

With a primal roar, Howl unleashes everything he has left.

"For my family's honor, this is THE END OF YOU!"

The gathered cosmic energy surges through his fists, amplifying his strength and allowing him to unleash a devastating blow. The impact is cataclysmic as Purgus is launched into the side of a towering mountain outside the battlefield.

The force of the collision echoes throughout the land, causing a tremor that ripples through the surrounding area. The mountain quakes, rocks and debris cascading down its slopes. Purgus's body is almost lost amidst the chaos, his body limp and battered against the rugged terrain.

Silence falls upon the battleground, broken only by the sound of the impact. Purgus, barely conscious, manages to utter a strained grunt before losing consciousness. Howl's lips curl into a contemptuous smirk as he scoffs, his voice dripping with dismissive arrogance. "Hmph, pathetic. If you can't even withstand that, then you were never worthy of being a true challenge for my rank anyways!"

Maer steps forward, her expression reflecting a determination driven by her Celeston heritage. "Howl, finish him now. Let him face the consequences of his actions."

Beside them, Yenza, also a descendant of Celeston, shares the same intensity of emotion. His anger fuels his desire for retribution, his fists clenched tightly as he stares at Purgus with unyielding fury.

Just as the situation seems to be spiraling towards death, Wendy interjects. She steps forward, her voice calm yet firm, cutting through the charged atmosphere. "Stop," she says, her words carrying a weight of authority and reason. "You don't have to kill him over this, do you? There must be another way!"

Her interruption catches the attention of everyone present.

Howl, with his anger still raging within him, fueled by the Celeston blood coursing through his veins, listened to the words of Wendy, who has interrupted him twice in one day. This only added fuel to his fury. Wendy's actions feel like betrayal, as she stands in defense of someone who has insulted their family and their home.

His gaze narrows as he turns his furious glare towards Wendy, his voice seething with anger. "Wendy! What the hell!? You're defending him now? After all he has said and done to our family and to Neospace you think he deserves any Mercy ?! You're a traitor, SIDING WITH OUR ENEMY!"

The tension in the air thickens as Wendy meets Howl's angry gaze with unwavering determination. Her voice remains calm, but there is a hint of sadness and fear in her eyes. "N-No Howl. You're wrong! I was just..--."

Howl's interrupts "You just what?! Are you going to tell me you feel 'Sorry' for him?"

Howl's anger flares, his voice rising with an intensity that fills the air. "Are you blind!? Blind to the pain we've endured, blind to the insults he hurled at us, blind to the blood that runs through your veins! I won't stand by and watch our family be insulted to this extent, and NEITHER SHOULD YOU!"

Maer steps forward, her voice steady and resolute.

"You're right, Howl. I can see the pain, the insults, and the blood quite clearly. I agree with you, and I'm disappointed in Wendy for not seeing it as well. "Maer closes her eyes in thought for a few seconds as her anger begins to calm. A Wicked smirk appears on her face "but you know what? I've changed my mind, Howl. Let's let him off for now."

Howl's eyes widen in surprise, his anger momentarily shifting to confusion. "What? Have you lost your mind, Mother? He insulted us, threatened our family, and NOW YOU WANT TO LET HIM OFF?!"

Maer's smirk widens, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she steps closer to Howl, her voice dripping with intrigue. "Oh, Howl, don't you see? Sometimes the greatest revenge is not immediate retribution, but the careful planning of it. Letting him off easily will be a far greater punishment for him. He'll never expect it, and it will eat at him from the inside. Let us leave this place for now. We must find sustenance to fuel our minds and bodies. We will continue this discussion over dinner."

Howl, Yenza, and Liona nod, their minds swirling with newfound possibilities. They reluctantly turn away from Purgus lying unconscious against the mountain and follow their mother, their footsteps echoing against the rocky terrain.

Wendy, left to her own devices, gazes after them, and her heart heavy with the weight of her conflicted loyalties. Though Maer has allowed her the freedom to choose her own path, Wendy knows that her actions will always be under scrutiny. She can feel Maer's watchful eye always upon her, a constant reminder of the standards she must uphold

As Wendy contemplates her next move, her thoughts drift to the conversation she had with Purgus earlier. The memory of his words, with bitterness, lingers in her mind. She wonders if there is a way to bridge the gap between forgiveness and justice, to find a resolution that doesn't sacrifice the bonds of family.