Wendy, now ten years old, had entered the delicate phase of adolescence, her body starting to undergo noticeable changes. Her once-childish figure was gradually transforming, as curves began to form and her physicality hinted at the woman she would become. Meanwhile, Purgus, also ten, had dedicated himself to relentless training, pushing his limits and honing his skills. Through sheer determination, he had grown stronger and more adept in his chosen path. Each day was an opportunity for him to surpass his previous self, driven by a burning ambition to become the best version of himself.

As for Howl, the Prince of the planet, he had assumed a more responsible role in the absence of the King and Queen. Curiosity gnawed at him, fueled by their mysteriously long absence .

Within this time frame, Maer, the matriarch of the Celeston family, has given birth to another child, a baby named Misty. Maer's trust in the child's intelligence and instincts allows her to wander freely in the land, aware that Misty can discern what is dangerous and what is not.

The Celeston Family are all gathered together. Howl voices his concern about the prolonged absence of their parents. He ponders aloud,

"Doesn't it seem strange to you all? The King and Queen have been gone for so long. I understand they have important responsibilities, but it feels like an eternity since we last saw them."

Liona, now fourteen years old, exhibits some of her wild and untamed nature more prominently, her demeanor akin to that of a lioness. Liona purrs, her golden eyes sparkling mischievously.

""They're probably out there, embarking on an epic adventure, exploring uncharted territories, and fearlessly confronting mighty creatures. It's what true rulers do, don't you think?"

Howl Shrugged at Liona's response, but he knew something didn't feel right.

Yenza begins to speak, but Little Misty, full of mischievous energy, had managed to climb onto Yenza's back without anyone noticing. Unbeknownst to Yenza, the mischievous baby had set her sights on his vibrant blue and spiky hair.

With a mischievous giggle, Misty grabbed hold of Yenza's spiked locks, tugging on them with all her might. Yenza's eyes widened in surprise, feeling a gentle but persistent pull on his scalp. He reached back, trying to figure out what was happening, only to find the small hand of his baby sister firmly grasping his hair.

"Ouch! Hey, what are you doing?" Yenza exclaimed, having mild discomfort. The rest of the family burst into laughter, entertained by the unexpected interaction.

Misty continued her innocent assault on Yenza's hair, her tiny fingers weaving through the spikes like a mini adventurer conquering a mountain. Yenza tried to gently remove her hand, but Misty held on tightly, finding great joy in her newfound plaything.

Yenza continuously attempted to gently pry her hand away, but to no avail. Misty held on tightly, finding immense joy in her newfound plaything, much to everyone's amusement.The scene turned into a dance of hair-pulling and laughter, with Yenza sporting a unique hairstyle courtesy of his mischievous baby sister. It was a hilarious moment that would be fondly remembered and recounted for years to come,

Eventually, Maer intervened, gently separating Misty from Yenza's hair. The baby let out a delighted squeal, proud of her playful triumph. Yenza, on the other hand, felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him as he was finally freed from the clutches of his baby sister's hair-tugging escapade.

Relieved yet slightly red-faced, Yenza couldn't help but let out a nervous chuckle, trying to regain his composure. The rest of the family shared a 'knowing' look, their laughter now mixed with a hint of teasing sympathy for poor Yenza's hair-raising experience.

Maer's gaze shifted towards Yenza with concern. She knew that Yenza's defeat at the hands of Purgus had shaken their confidence, and she was resolved to help them regain their strength and Pride no matter what. Over the past three years, Maer had dedicated herself to training her son with ruthless determination. The training sessions were intense, and Maer never let Yenza take too many breaks. Today was no different as she approached him with a serious expression.

"Yenza, your break is up," Maer stated firmly, her voice carrying an undeniable authority. "We cannot afford to waste any more time. You have immense potential within you, and I will help you unleash it."

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Yenza nodded. They respected Maer's guidance and knew that she held high expectations for them. They followed her lead, ready to embark on a rigorous training session to hone their skills and regain their confidence.

Meanwhile, Wendy, feeling a desire for solitude, had wandered off on her own. She found herself drawn to a secluded spot on the beach, where she hoped to find solace and perhaps reflect on recent events. Unbeknownst to her, Maer had taken note of her departure.

Wendy settled into her own area. She begins training on the sandy beach; however, not too long after she started, she felt a presence nearby. Turning her gaze, she was surprised to find Maer and Yenza in the distance, engaged in an intense training session. Maer's back was turned towards Wendy, as if intentionally avoiding direct eye contact.

It was clear that Maer wanted Wendy to witness Yenza's training, to witness their determination and growth. There was a silent message in Maer's actions, a reminder that strength and resilience were paramount in the face of adversity.

Wendy watched from afar, her eyes filled with curiosity. She couldn't help but wonder about Maer's intentions and what she hoped Wendy would learn from this observation.

Maer's eyes narrowed, a determined expression crossing her face.

"Yenza, what I taught you before was merely the foundation. Now, it's time to take it to the next level. The divine fighting stance of Celeston's harnesses the true power of Neos energy, allowing us to wield it effectively and control it with precision. It is the pinnacle of our abilities."

Yenza listened attentively, absorbing Maer's words. They understood that Maer was pushing them to their limits for a reason—to unlock their full potential and surpass their previous limitations. With a nod, Yenza accepted the challenge and prepared to embrace this new path.

Wendy watched from the sidelines, her curiosity piqued by the concept of stances and the control of energy. Although she didn't fully comprehend the full value of what Maer and Yenza were practicing, she recognized the significance of developing her own secondary stance.

Inspired by their training, Wendy began to experiment, focusing on the movements and flow she observed. She allowed her instincts to guide her, exploring different postures and techniques. While her attempts were initially clumsy and unrefined, Wendy persisted, determined to carve her own path and harness her unique abilities.

As time went on, Wendy's relentless efforts bore fruit. Not only did she discover a natural affinity for swift and agile movements, but she also worked tirelessly to build her endurance. Incorporating her newfound stamina into her secondary stance, Wendy felt a surge of empowerment, as if she was tapping into her untapped potential on a whole new level.

Maer prepared to test Yenza's readiness to face Purgus, a mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes. She pretended to have just noticed Wendy in the distance, calling Yenza's attention to her presence.

"Yenza, can you see Wendy over there?" Maer pointed towards Wendy," Once you're ready, challenge her to a fight. Show me your skills, your progress, and your unwavering resolve. This is a crucial test, my son, and I believe in your ability to face this with all your might."

Yenza's eyes widened at the unexpected request. They exchanged a brief glance with Wendy; however, Yenza understood that this was a test, an opportunity to showcase their growth and prove their readiness to face formidable opponents.

Taking a deep breath, Yenza nodded and turned towards Wendy. "Hey Wendy, I challenge you to a duel! Let us test our skills and see how far we have come."

Wendy's eyes widened in surprise as Yenza issued the challenge. With a determined smile, she responded, "So Yenza, looks like you're finally ready to face me. I was wondering if that's what your Mother had planned for you next... Well, Bring it on!"

Yenza smirked confidently, his eyes locked onto Wendy's. "Don't underestimate me, Wendy! I've been training harder than you can ever imagine, and I won't hold back."

Wendy chuckled "Oh, I never underestimate any opponent, especially not you, Yenza. Let's make this a fight to remember."

Yenza took a stance, his hands ready for action. "I'm Ready when you are, Wendy."

Wendy gracefully assumed her own stance, a glimmer of determination in her eyes. "Let's see what you've got, Yenza!"

The air was charged with anticipation as Yenza and Wendy faced each other, ready to engage in a fierce battle. The sun cast its golden rays upon the beach, illuminating the area with a vibrant glow.

Yenza took a deep breath, his heart pounding with excitement and determination. His years of training under the watchful eye of his mother, Maer, had prepared him for this moment. He could feel the weight of the challenge, the weight of proving himself against Wendy, a formidable opponent.

Wendy met Yenza's gaze with a a focused expression; however, her confident smile never wavered as she met Yenza's intense stare. Her pink ponytail swaying in the wind added a touch of charm to her fighting style.

Maer watched closely, her attention fully focused on the unfolding duel. She observed Yenza's stance, their footwork, and the precision of their strikes. Wendy, too, demonstrated her own secondary stance, showcasing her own unique style and abilities.

As the fight loomed on the horizon, the question remained: Was Yenza truly prepared to face the formidable adversary that awaited them? This duel would serve as a crucial test, an opportunity for Yenza to showcase their growth and prove their worth, but not only for Yenza, for Wendy as well to showcase how her skills have developed over the years.