The mysterious man pins Jairen to the ground, his grip like a vice. Ito charges at him, sword flashing in the light, but the man is too quick. With a flick of his wrist, he sends Ito's sword flying out of his hand.

"You think you can take me on?" the man sneers, his voice low and menacing. "I've been waiting for you, Ito. You're no match for me."

Ito's eyes narrow, his face set in a fierce determination. "Who are you?" he demands, trying to hide the fear creeping into his voice.

The mysterious man just laughs, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You'll find out soon enough," he says, his grip on Jairen tightening. "But for now, let's just say... I'm the one in control here."

The mysterious man swipes his hand at Jairen, but Jairen ducks just in time. With a fierce cry, Jairen punches the man, his fist connecting with a satisfying thud.

"YES!" Jairen cheers, triumphant.

But his victory is short-lived. The mysterious man barely flinches, his smile growing wider.

"Well done, Jairen," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You managed to land a hit."

The man summons a dark, swirling energy that surrounds his fist. He unleashes a powerful punch that sends Jairen flying across the field.

Jairen crashes into the wall with a loud thud, his eyes dazed and his face pale. Ito rushes to his side, his sword at the ready.

The mysterious man grabs Kael and throws him into the rocks with a vicious cry. Kael crashes into the boulders, but he immediately bounces back to his feet, his eyes blazing with determination.

"Bring it on!" Kael shouts, charging at the man with his sword flashing in the light.

Lani summons her loyal companions, Calico and Caspian, to the field with a swift gesture. "Nyla!" "Nylon!" she cries, activating their abilities.

Calico and Caspian roar in response, their passive abilities kicking in and boosting the strength and speed of everyone in the area. The air is electric with energy as the two companions unleash their powers.

The mysterious man sneers at the sudden surge of power, but he doesn't back down. "You think a little boost will help you defeat me?" he sneers, his eyes glinting with amusement.

Elara, sensing the intensity of the battle, begins to passively heal everyone, her gentle magic flowing like a soothing balm. She stays hidden behind Lani, careful not to reveal herself, as she continues to channel her energy.

Meanwhile, Jairen, Kael, and Ito are fighting with all their might, their swords clashing against the mysterious man's dark energy. The air is filled with the sound of steel ringing against an unseen force, the three friends moving in perfect sync.

Jairen unleashes a flurry of swift strikes, Kael follows up with powerful blows, and Ito darts in with precision cuts. But the mysterious man is relentless, his energy adapting to their every move.

Despite their valiant efforts, the three friends find themselves on the defensive, struggling to keep up with the man's unpredictable attacks. Lani watches anxiously, her eyes darting between her friends and the mysterious man, as Elara continues to heal them from behind the scenes.

The mysterious man unleashes a swift kick that sends Jairen, Kael, and Ito flying backward. Before they can even react, he raises his hand and time seems to freeze.

Jairen, suspended in mid-air, is unable to move or defend himself as the man approaches him. The man's fists begin to fly in a blur of motion, pounding Jairen with a barrage of punches that seem to come from all angles.

Jairen's body jerks and twitches under the assault, his face contorted in pain. Kael and Ito, still frozen in time, can only watch in horror as their friend is mercilessly pummeled.

The man's punches come faster and faster, each one landing with precision and force. Jairen's eyes begin to glaze over, his body battered and bruised. The man's attack seems endless, his power and speed seemingly limitless.

The mysterious man's final strike sends Jairen flying across the landscape, his body crashing into the rocky ground with a sickening impact. Jairen coughs up blood, his vision blurry, as he struggles to speak.

"W-who...are you?" Jairen stammers, his voice weak.

The mysterious man rises into the air, his body glowing with an otherworldly energy. He assumes a divine stance, his arms outstretched, his eyes blazing with power.

"I am the one who will annihilate you," he declares, his voice booming across the landscape. "I am beyond your perception. I am beyond reality. I am...FALSE!"

As he speaks, his body begins to shift and distort, his form blurring and rippling like the surface of a pond. His face elongates, his eyes burning with an intense, malevolent energy.

False's declaration hangs in the air, a challenge and a promise of destruction. Jairen, Kael, Ito, Lani, and Elara can only watch in awe and terror as the being known as False prepares to unleash his full power upon them.

False descends from the sky, his aura blazing with an intense, dark energy. As he falls, his power surges outward, shooting beams of shadowy light that rain down upon the ground. The beams crash into the rocks, sending shards of stone flying in all directions.

Jairen, Ito, and Kael leap into action, dodging and weaving to avoid the deadly beams. They dance across the rocky terrain, their movements swift and precise as they evade the attacks.

Jairen rolls to the side, avoiding a beam by mere inches. Ito leaps into the air, his sword flashing in the light as he dodges another beam. Kael dashes forward, his eyes fixed on False as he avoids a third beam.

The beams continue to rain down, their frequency and intensity increasing as False descends further. The ground shudders and cracks, the rocks splintering under the force of the attacks.

Lani and Elara watch in horror, their eyes fixed on the chaos unfolding before them. They know they must act soon, or risk being overwhelmed by False's sheer power.

False finally lands on the rocky ground, his dark aura swirling around him like a vortex. Jairen, Kael, and Ito charge forward, determined to take him down.

Jairen unleashes a flurry of punches with intense speed, but False dodges each one with ease. Kael and Ito attack with their swords, their blades flashing in the light, but False sidesteps and weaves, avoiding every strike.

Jairen refuses to give up, his determination and rage fueling his attacks. He lands a two-hit combo, his fists flying in rapid succession, and follows up with a powerful kick.

The kick connects, but False stumbles forward, his eyes fixed on Ito. He grabs Ito by the neck, his grip like a vice, and tries to suffocate him. Ito struggles and kicks, but False's grip only tightens.

Kael and Jairen try to intervene, but False's hold on Ito is too strong. They must act fast to save their friend from False's deadly grasp.

"EID!!!" Ito yells out, his voice strained from the pressure on his neck. Instantly, a pillar of rock shoots out from the ground beneath False's feet, but he dodges swiftly to the side, avoiding the attack.

Kael and Jairen seize the opportunity, pressing their attack with renewed ferocity. False stumbles back, his eyes darting between his opponents as he struggles to keep up with their rapid strikes.

Just as False seems to be gaining his footing, Lani joins the battle, her sword flashing in the light as she tries to land a few strikes. Although she misses, her attack distracts False long enough for Calico to unleash a mighty roar.

The sound wave from Calico's roar hits False like a physical blow, sending him stumbling backward. The ground shakes beneath their feet as False struggles to maintain his balance.

In that moment of weakness, Kael, Jairen, and Lani launch a unified attack, their swords and fists flying in a flurry of motion. False's eyes narrow, his face set in a fierce determination as he prepares to counterattack.

False unleashes a swift and deadly counterattack, his movements precise and calculated. He dashes forward, his hands a blur as he grabs Lani's sword and throws her aside like a rag doll.

Next, he spins and kicks Ito with incredible force, sending him flying across the field to crash into another rock. Ito's body slumps to the ground, dazed and helpless.

False then turns his attention to Kael, stabbing him in the leg with Lani's own sword before delivering a vicious kick to his rib cage. Kael cries out in pain, his body crumpling to the ground.

Finally, False approaches Jairen, his eyes burning with intensity. He reaches down and pushes Jairen to the ground, his hand pressed against Jairen's chest.

False stares down at Jairen, his face twisted in a snarl. "You are no match for me," he sneers, his voice dripping with contempt. "I am the master of this realm, and you are nothing but pawns to be crushed."

Jairen glares up at False, his eyes blazing with defiance despite the pain and helplessness. He knows he must find a way to overcome this monstrous foe, or risk losing everything.

Kael, despite his wounded leg, summons his remaining strength to call out, "Wind, blow my opponent away!" His voice is weak, but the magic responds to his plea.

A massive gust of wind erupts, blasting False off Jairen and sending him stumbling backward. The force of the gale is so strong that it creates a small tornado, lifting rocks and debris into the air.

Jairen seizes the opportunity, using the brief reprieve to scramble to his feet. He staggers back, gasping for breath, and raises his hands to summon a shield of swirling energy.

The shield materializes just in time, as False recovers from the wind blast and charges at Jairen with a fierce battle cry. The shield holds strong, deflecting False's initial attack, and Jairen takes advantage of the momentary reprieve to assess his surroundings.

Lani is struggling to get back to her feet, Ito is still dazed, and Kael is clutching his wounded leg. Jairen knows he must act fast to turn the tide of the battle.

Jairen dashes towards False, his eyes blazing with determination. As he runs, he calls out to his ghost, "Night!" The ghostly entity materializes beside him, its eyes glowing with a fierce blue light.

Together, Jairen and Night charge at False, their fists flying in perfect sync. False, undaunted, meets their attack head-on, his own fists clashing with theirs in a flurry of punches.

The three combatants exchange blows, their movements lightning-fast as they fight for dominance. Night's ghostly punches pass through False's defenses, striking his spiritual essence, while Jairen's physical blows aim for False's body.

False retaliates with his own combination of physical and spiritual attacks, his fists glowing with dark energy. The battle rages on, the three fighters clashing in a spectacular display of martial arts and spiritual powers.

The air is filled with the sound of fists striking, the ground shaking beneath their feet as they fight on. Lani, Ito, and Kael watch in awe, their wounds momentarily forgotten as they witness the intense battle unfolding before them.

False swipes his hand through the air once more, his dark energy blade slicing through Night's ghostly form. The ghostly entity lets out a faint scream as it dissipates into nothingness, erased from existence as if it never was.

Jairen's eyes widen in horror as he watches his ghostly ally disappear. False takes advantage of Jairen's momentary distraction, reaching out to grab him. But Jairen dodges swiftly, narrowly avoiding False's grasp.

False smirks, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Gotcha," he says, his voice low and menacing.

In an instant, False materializes behind Jairen, his body seemingly teleporting through space. Jairen spins around, his reflexes lightning-fast, but he's too late.

False's fist slams into Jairen's gut, the blow so powerful that it sends Jairen flying into the air. Jairen's body soars upward, his eyes wide with shock and pain as he struggles to catch his breath.

The ground below him seems a distant memory as he reaches the apex of his trajectory, his body suspended in mid-air for a heart-stopping moment before he begins his descent back down to the unforgiving rocks.

"Come, Yokoichi...Fall," False incants, his voice dripping with malevolence. A giant black spear materializes behind Jairen's back, its tip gleaming with dark energy.

The spear slams into Jairen's spine, sending him crashing to the ground. The force of the impact is so great that it creates a small crater in the rocks. Jairen lies there, impaled on the spear, his eyes wide with agony as he struggles to breathe.

Kael and Ito rush to their friend's aid, their faces etched with determination. Ito uses his incredible strength to break the spear, freeing Jairen from its deadly grasp. Kael readies himself to face False, his eyes blazing with fury.

Meanwhile, Ito carefully lifts Jairen and carries him to Elara, who is waiting with a look of concern. She begins to heal Jairen's wounds, her magic flowing into his body to repair the damage.

Jairen's eyes flicker closed, his chest rising and falling in ragged gasps. He's alive, but his condition is precarious. Kael and Ito know they must end the battle quickly to ensure their friend's survival.

"Come on! Fight me!!!" False yells across the field, his voice dripping with sadistic glee. He continues to laugh maniacally, his eyes gleaming with malevolence.

In an instant, False teleports behind Calico and Caspian, his dark energy blade flashing in the light. Before anyone can react, he swipes them away, erasing them from existence.

Lani's scream of horror and rage echoes across the field as she forgets her pain and charges after False. Her sword flashes in the light as she unleashes a flurry of attacks, but False is too powerful, too fast.

The two engage in a fierce battle, their blades clashing in a whirlwind of steel and dark energy. Lani's determination and skill are matched by False's sheer power and malevolence.

Meanwhile, Kael summons his wind resonance, the air around him beginning to swirl and churn. He raises his hands, and a mighty gust of wind blasts forth, aimed directly at False.

The wind howls and buffets False, but he stands firm, his dark energy shielding him from the attack. He retaliates with a wave of his own, a dark energy blast that sends Kael flying backward.

Jairen's eyes flash open, his Ghost Eye activated as he hops up from the ground, fully healed by Elara's magic. He charges towards False with a fierce battle cry, his fist glowing with energy.

"Pulse!!" Jairen screams, his punch landing squarely on False's face. But False doesn't flinch, his dark energy absorbing the blow.

In an instant, False retaliates, his own fist glowing with dark power. He punches Jairen with an ability that seems to mimic Jairen's own Ghost Eye, sending him flying backward.

Jairen crashes to the ground, his body sliding across the rocks. He struggles to get back to his feet, his Ghost Eye still active, but False's counterattack has left him reeling.

Lani and Kael continue their battles with False, their movements swift and deadly. But False seems unstoppable, his dark energy and abilities allowing him to keep pace with their attacks.

Ito and Elara watch anxiously, their eyes fixed on the battle unfolding before them. They know they must end this fight soon, or risk losing their friends to False's overwhelming power.

Jairen bounces back to his feet, his Ghost Eye still active, and yells "GO!!!" at the top of his lungs. The others charge forward, their weapons at the ready. Ito, Kael, Lani, and Jairen all converge on False, their movements swift and deadly.

The battle rages on, the five combatants clashing in a whirlwind of steel, energy, and fists. False's dark energy blade slices through the air, meeting the attacks of Ito's sword, Kael's wind-infused blade, and Lani's swift sword strikes.

But Jairen's bare-handed attacks seem to be the most effective. His Ghost Eye guides his movements, allowing him to land precise and powerful blows that send False stumbling back.

False's eyes narrow, his face twisting in a snarl as he realizes Jairen's abilities are unlike anything he's faced before. He attempts to adapt, his dark energy shifting to counter Jairen's attacks, but the young warrior's speed and agility prove to be a formidable challenge.

The battle rages on, the outcome hanging in the balance. Elara watches anxiously from a distance, her magic at the ready to heal any wounds or provide support as needed. She knows that this final confrontation will determine the fate of their world.

False vanishes and reappears in front of Elara, his voice dripping with malice as he says, "Hello there." Elara's eyes widen in terror as she tries to punch him, but False dodges with ease, his smile growing wider.

Before she can react, False grabs Elara and teleports thousands of feet into the sky. The others watch in horror as Elara's screams grow fainter, her body tiny in the distance.

Lani, Jairen, Kael, and Ito shout "NO!" in unison, their voices echoing across the landscape. They stare at each other in desperation, their minds racing to find a way to save Elara.

"We have to do something!" Lani cries, her eyes scanning the sky frantically.

"I can use my wind resonance to try and reach her!" Kael exclaims, his eyes focused on the distant figure.

"I'll use my Ghost Eye to guide you!" Jairen adds, his eyes locked on Elara.

"I'll use my strength to propel you upward!" Ito declares, his muscles tensing.

The four friends quickly come up with a plan, knowing they must act fast to save Elara from False's cruel trap.

Just as the four friends prepare to launch their rescue plan, False teleports in front of them, his dark energy blade gleaming in the light. With a swift motion, he unleashes a powerful air push, sending Lani, Jairen, Kael, and Ito flying backward.

The force of the attack is so strong that they stumble and fall, their bodies crashing to the ground. False's malevolent laugh echoes through the air as he teleports back to his original position, his eyes fixed on Elara's distant form.

"You shouldn't have tried to interfere," False sneers, his voice carrying across the distance. "Now, you'll never save her in time."

Elara's screams grow fainter, her body plummeting toward the ground. The four friends struggle to get back to their feet, their determination to save her only strengthened by False's cruel intervention.

But time is running out, and they know it. They must think fast and come up with a new plan to save Elara before it's too late.

Just as all hope seems lost, Lady Ioanna swoops in, her wings beating fiercely as she descends from the sky. With a graceful sweep of her arm, she catches Elara in mid-air, cradling her like a child.

Lady Ioanna's eyes blaze with fury as she lands on the ground, her gaze fixed intently on False. Her voice is low and deadly, her words dripping with venom. "You will die..."

Her hand on the hilt of her sword, Lady Ioanna takes a step forward, her eyes flashing with a fierce determination. False, seemingly unfazed, smirks at her, his dark energy blade at the ready.

The air is charged with tension as the two enemies face off, their powers locked in a silent struggle. Lani, Jairen, Kael, and Ito watch in awe, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene.

Lady Ioanna's presence has shifted the balance of power, and False's smile falters for a moment. But he quickly recovers, his confidence and malevolence surging back. The battle is far from over.

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False laughs, a cold, mirthless sound, but Lady Ioanna is undeterred. Her face is a mask of deadly determination, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity.

In a move so swift it seems like teleportation, Lady Ioanna draws her sword, the blade flashing in the light. False's laughter dies on his lips as he tries to react, but it's too late.

With a precise strike, Lady Ioanna slices off False's hood, revealing a man with a distinctive earring in the shape of an "F". His hair is cut in a distinctive style, and a noticeable tattoo of the number "2" adorns his eyebrow.

The man's eyes narrow, his face twisting in a snarl as he realizes his secret identity has been revealed. Lady Ioanna's gaze never wavers, her sword still poised for the killing blow.

"You are False," Lady Ioanna states, her voice cold and detached. "And you will pay for your crimes."

False's eyes flash with anger, his dark energy surging as he prepares to counterattack. The number 2 above his eyebrow seems to pulse with a malevolent energy, as if it holds a dark significance that has yet to be revealed.

The battle is far from over, and the revelation of False's identity has only added fuel to the fire. Lady Ioanna stands ready, her sword poised for the next strike, as False prepares to unleash his full fury upon her.

Lady Ioanna stands tall, her sword shining with a fierce determination. Jairen, Ito, and Kael join her, their weapons at the ready. The four warriors form a united front, their eyes fixed intently on False.

"We fight together," Lady Ioanna says, her voice firm and resolute. "We will not let you win, False."

False sneers, his dark energy blade crackling with power. "You think you can defeat me? I am the master of it all!"

Jairen cracks his knuckles, his Ghost Eye glowing with energy. Ito grips his sword tightly, his muscles tensed for battle. Kael summons a fierce gust of wind, his eyes blazing with determination.

Lady Ioanna charges forward, her sword flashing in the light. "Let's end this!"

The four warriors launch a fierce assault on False, their weapons clashing in a whirlwind of steel, energy, and wind. The battle rages on, the outcome hanging in the balance.

False's eyes fill with darkness, his pupils glowing an eerie purple as he activates his Ghost Eyes. Lani's voice rings out in shock, "PURPLE?!"

Lady Ioanna's eyes widened in stunned recognition, her gaze fixed on False's purple Ghost Eyes. She takes a step back, her sword trembling in her hand.

"No...it can't be," she whispers, her eyes filled with a mix of shock and horror.

The truth dawns on her - the man she was warned about, the one with dual purple Ghost Eyes, wasn't Jairen...but False. The woman's words echo in her mind, "Beware the one with purple Ghost Eyes, for they hold the power to destroy you."

Lady Ioanna's expression turns from determination to dread, her eyes fixed on False with a newfound fear. The others sense her unease, their eyes following her gaze to False's purple Ghost Eyes.

The battle rages on, but Lady Ioanna's revelation has shifted the dynamics. False's true identity and power have been revealed, and the warriors must now confront the reality of their enemy's strength.

Lady Ioanna's eyes blaze with anger, her face twisted in a fierce snarl. She charges towards False with a fierce battle cry, her sword flashing in the light.

False, caught off guard, tries to block her attack with his hand. But Lady Ioanna's sword slices through his hand like paper, cutting deep into his palm.

False's eyes widen in pain, his dark energy faltering for a moment. He tries to retaliate, but Lady Ioanna is relentless. She unleashes a flurry of attacks, her sword slicing through the air with deadly precision.

False stumbles back, his wounded hand cradled to his chest. But he refuses to fall, his dark energy surging as he summons a fierce counterattack.

The two warriors clash, their blades flashing in the light. The others watch in awe, their eyes fixed on the intense battle unfolding before them.

Jairen, Ito, and Kael prepare to join the fight, their weapons at the ready. Lani watches anxiously, her eyes fixed on Lady Ioanna's fierce determination. The outcome of this battle is far from certain.

Jairen tries to charge forward, his Ghost Eye glowing with energy. But he's suddenly halted by an invisible force field, as if two opposite magnets are pushing against each other.

Lady Ioanna's aura has become a powerful barrier, repelling Jairen's approach. He tries to take a step forward, but his foot feels like it's stuck in quicksand. The force field slows him down a hundredfold, making every movement a struggle.

Jairen grunts, his face contorted in effort. He tries to push through the barrier, but it's like trying to break through a brick wall. The force field holds firm, keeping him at bay.

Ito and Kael watch in amazement, their eyes fixed on Jairen's futile attempts to move forward. Lani's eyes widen in shock, her mind racing to understand the power of Lady Ioanna's aura.

False, meanwhile, takes advantage of Jairen's momentary distraction. He unleashes a dark energy blast, striking Lady Ioanna with a bolt of shadowy power.

The battle rages on, with Jairen trapped in a force field, unable to move. The others can only watch in awe as Lady Ioanna faces False alone, her aura the only thing standing between them and certain defeat.

Jairen's eyes widen in shock as a hand clad in gold armor grasps his shoulder, holding him back. He looks up to see King Batoyle, his fur scarf flowing in the wind, his golden armor gleaming in the light.

"Step aside, boy," King Batoyle commands, his voice firm but gentle.

Jairen's eyes dart to the side, and he sees the other three kings arriving in a spectacular fashion. King Itadoni drops down, his cape and cloak flying behind him like a dark cloud. King Yaro slams his hammer into the ground, causing a shock wave that shakes the earth. King Erydile lands gracefully, his giant sword shining like a beacon of light.

The four kings form a semi-circle around Jairen, their eyes fixed on King Batoyle as he holds the young warrior back. They watch in awe as Lady Ioanna continues to battle False, her sword flashing in the light.

"We'll take it from here," King Batoyle says, his voice firm and authoritative. "This battle is too great for you, Jairen."

Jairen nods, still in shock, as the four kings prepare to face False. The stage is set for an epic battle, with the fate of the world hanging in the balance.

The force field dissipates, and Jairen stumbles forward, freed from King Batoyle's grip. But his attention is quickly drawn to the battle before him.

Lady Ioanna and False are both gasping for air, their chests heaving with exhaustion. But in a sudden burst of strength, Lady Ioanna charges forward, her sword flashing in the light.

She slashes False across the face, the blade biting deep into his cheek. False's eyes widen in pain, but he quickly recovers, his dark energy surging.

With a swift kick, False sends Lady Ioanna flying into the nearby rocks. She crashes into the stone, her body crumpling to the ground.

The four kings charge forward, their weapons at the ready. King Batoyle leads the charge, his golden armor shining like a beacon of hope.

"False, you've gone too far!" King Batoyle thunders, his voice echoing across the landscape.

False, still reeling from Lady Ioanna's attack, looks up to see the four kings approaching. His eyes narrow, his dark energy surging as he prepares to face the new challenge.

False's face twists into a maniacal grin as he gazes at the four kings charging towards him. His eyes gleam with dark energy, and his voice drips with sarcasm.

"Oh? All of you? Against me?" he says, his words dripping with contempt.

False's maniacal laughter echoes across the landscape, sending chills down the spines of Jairen, Kael, Ito, Lani, and Elara as they watch from a distance.

Lady Ioanna and the four kings charge forward, their weapons flashing in the light. The battle is intense, with False using every trick in the book to try and take down the five warriors.

The air is filled with the sound of clashing steel, the scent of dark energy, and the cries of the warriors as they fight for their lives. Jairen and the others can only watch in awe as the battle rages on, the outcome hanging in the balance.

False's laughter continues to echo through the air, a reminder of his confidence and power. But Lady Ioanna and the kings refuse to back down, their determination and courage driving them forward. The battle is far from over, and the fate of the world hangs in the balance.

False's maniacal laughter is cut short as King Yaro's hammer slams into his stomach, sending him crashing to the ground. But before he can even catch his breath, King Batoyle delivers a devastating drop kick, striking False's face and sending him crashing into the rocks.

The impact is brutal, and False's body crumples from the force of the blow. But just as it seems like the battle is over, King Erydile takes a step forward, his giant sword flashing in the light.

With a swift and deadly motion, Erydile impales False on his sword, pushing him deeper into the rocks. The ground is now stained with False's blood, and his body is limp and still.

But even as his life force begins to fade, False's laughter echoes through the air once more. His eyes are wild and maniacal, his voice dripping with dark energy.

"You...think...this...is...the...end?" False gasps, his voice barely above a whisper.

Blood drips from his mouth, and his body trembles with pain. But even in his final moments, False refuses to surrender. His dark energy surges one last time, and his eyes flash with a malevolent glow.

"You...haven't...seen...the...end...of...me..." False hisses, his voice fading into the darkness.

"Got you..." False's voice is heard, his words dripping with malice.

Tiny particles begin to materialize behind Erydile, and False's body reappears, his dark energy swirling around him. But before he can even attack, Erydile's reaction speed kicks in.

With a swift and deadly motion, Erydile swings his giant sword behind him, aiming to strike False down. But False is too quick, dodging the attack by jumping into the air.

However, his momentary reprieve is short-lived. Lady Ioanna, anticipating his move, delivers a powerful punch the moment he jumps into the air. Her fist connects with False's jaw, sending him crashing back down to the ground.

The battle is intense, with False's dark energy and cunning pitted against the warriors' bravery and skill. The outcome is far from certain, and the warriors know they must remain vigilant to emerge victorious.

False's body slams into the ground once more, but his dark energy continues to swirl around him. His eyes gleam with malevolence, and his voice drips with hatred.

"You...haven't...won...yet..." False hisses, his words barely audible.

"Void Walker..." Yaro's voice is low and menacing as his hammer transforms into the Void Walker blade.

Jairen's eyes widened in shock, his mind racing with the implications. "WHAT?! Void Walker can change into a different weapon?!"

Yaro doesn't hesitate, swinging the Void Walker sword in powerful arcs. Giant lightning strikes are cast down, illuminating the dark landscape. But False is incredibly agile, dodging each strike with ease.

However, False's momentary reprieve is short-lived. King Batoyle charges forward, his fists flying in a blur of motion. Heavy punches rain down, breaking through False's guard and sending him stumbling back.

The warriors press their advantage, their weapons flashing in the light. Lady Ioanna's sword slices through the air, while Erydile's giant sword crushes the ground. Kael and Ito join the fray, their weapons striking true.

False's dark energy surges, but he's struggling to keep up. The warriors' combined might is too great, and he's forced to retreat. But his eyes never lose their malevolent glow, and his voice continues to taunt.

"I'm just kidding…" False's voice echoes through the air, his words dripping with sarcasm.

The kings' eyes widen in shock as the body they were fighting suddenly disappears into particles. They look around, confusion etched on their faces.

And then, they see him. False, standing atop a rocky mountain above them, laughing maniacally.

The kings' eyes narrow, their faces set in determination. They know they've been outmaneuvered, but they refuse to give up.

False's laughter echoes through the air, his dark energy swirling around him. "You fools," he says, his voice dripping with contempt. "You think you can defeat me? I am the master of deception!"

The kings charge forward, their weapons flashing in the light. But False simply laughs, his eyes gleaming with cunning.

"You'll never reach me," he says, his voice dripping with confidence. "I have deceived you all from the start. And now, I will finish what I began!"

The battle rages on, with the kings determined to reach False and put an end to his evil plans. But False's power of deception is formidable, and the outcome is far from certain.

Yaro leaps into the air, his muscles rippling with power. He transforms Void Walker back into its hammer form and slams it down on the mountain where False was standing.

The impact is tremendous, the ground shuddering beneath the force of the blow. But False is nowhere to be seen, having dodged the attack with ease.

False's voice echoes through the air, his words dripping with sarcasm. "Nice hit, 'King'." He emphasizes the word "King" with a mocking tone, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

Yaro's face darkens, his eyes narrowing in anger. He knows he's been outmaneuvered, but he refuses to back down.

"You think you can deceive us forever, False?" Yaro growls, his voice low and menacing. "We will not be fooled. We will not be defeated."

False's laughter echoes through the air, his dark energy swirling around him. "We'll see about that, Yaro," he says, his voice dripping with confidence. "We'll see about that."

Ito yells "FALL OF EID!" as the giant rod strikes False with incredible force. False, caught off guard, stumbles backward, his eyes widening in surprise.

"I'm outnumbered," False scoffs, his voice laced with arrogance.

Yaro's response is immediate. "DAMN RIGHT YOU ARE!" he thunders, slamming False back to the ground with his hammer.

But False's respite is short-lived. King Batoyle's fist strikes him like a shooting star, sending him flying back into the air. Itadoni seizes the opportunity, binding False with chains that glow orange.

Lady Ioanna and Erydile strike simultaneously, their swords flashing in the light. But False, with a Herculean effort, breaks free, pushing off the swords and sending the warriors flying.

As False turns to face Jairen, a fierce cry echoes through the air. "PULSE!!!!!!!!!"

Jairen's fist glows with purple energy, and he unleashes a punch that sends False flying backward. The air propulsion from the Pulse ability amplifies the blow, striking False's jaw with incredible force.

False's body crashes to the ground, the impact sending shockwaves through the earth. The warriors stand tall, their eyes fixed on False, their weapons at the ready.

False struggles to his feet, his body battered and bruised. But before he can even catch his breath, the rulers and Jairen surround him, their weapons flashing in the light.

"Now's our chance!" Yaro roars, his hammer at the ready.

"Finish him!" Lady Ioanna cries, her sword poised to strike.

But before they can attack, False vanishes into thin air. The rulers and Jairen strike simultaneously, but their blows hit nothing but air.

False's laughter echoes through the air, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You'll never catch me," he taunts. "I am the master of deception!"

The rulers and Jairen spin around, their eyes scanning the horizon. But False is nowhere to be seen.

"Where did he go?" Erydile growls, his sword still trembling with rage.

"We need to find him," King Batoyle says, his eyes narrowing. "Before he strikes again."

But False's whereabouts remain a mystery. The rulers and Jairen stand guard, their weapons at the ready, waiting for the next attack.

False appears in a hidden valley, his body still battered and bruised from the previous battle. He pounds his fist against the ground, his face contorted in rage.

"Dammit! I didn't think the stupid kings would show up! AHHHHHHHHHH!" he yells, his voice echoing off the valley walls.

He takes a deep breath, his chest heaving with anger. His eyes gleam with malevolence as he thinks about his next move.

"Fools," he mutters to himself. "They think they can defeat me? I am the master of deception! I will show them my true power!"

False's eyes narrow, his mind racing with strategy. He knows he must come up with a new plan, one that will take the rulers by surprise.

And then, a sly smile spreads across his face. "Ah, yes. I have it. My next move will be my masterpiece. The rulers will never see it coming."

With a newfound sense of purpose, False begins to weave his next deception. The rulers may have won this battle, but False is far from defeated.

But before False can rise, a sudden vision flashes in his mind. Hanishi's image appears, his smile growing demonically.

"Ha...ni...shi," Hanishi's voice rings in False's head, his bandages fluttering in the wind.

False's eyes widen, his two purple ghost eyes turning white for a brief moment. A surge of power courses through his body, and he feels Hanishi's energy coursing through his veins.

He knows he has been granted a temporary boost, a 30-second window to unleash Hanishi's power.

Without hesitation, False is transported back to the battlefield, his eyes still glowing white. The kings stare in shock, their mouths agape.

"HIS EYES! THEY CHANGED COLORS!" Yaro exclaims, his hammer at the ready.

In the distance, Hanishi's figure vanishes, his presence lingering only for a moment.

False takes advantage of the surprise, his body glowing with an eerie white aura. He unleashes a devastating attack, his movements swift and deadly.

The kings scramble to defend themselves, but False's newfound power makes him almost unstoppable. The battle rages on, with False's white eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity.

False's smile grows wider as he swipes his hand, wiping space itself out of existence. A slash of nothingness appears in the middle of the field, a pocket hole that seems to cut through the very fabric of reality.

The kings stare in horror as a void of empty blackness appears, a void that seems to suck everything towards it. Yaro backs away, his eyes wide with fear.

But Erydile, ever the brave warrior, presses forward, his sword at the ready. "I won't let you win, False!" he roars.

Lady Ioanna screams in terror, "No, Erydile, don't!"

But it's too late. False grabs Erydile's arm, his hand closing around it like a vice. And then, in an instant, Erydile's arm disappears, turned into particles that dissolve into nothingness.

Erydile stares in shock, his eyes fixed on the void where his arm once was. "No...my arm...it's gone!"

False's smile grows even wider, his eyes gleaming with malevolence. "You should not have underestimated me, Erydile. Now, you will pay the price."

Itadoni summons chains all around False, the metal links snaking around him like a vortex. But to the warriors' shock, False simply walks right through them, as if he's become intangible.

The chains clatter to the ground, useless against False's newfound power. Itadoni's eyes widen in surprise, his mind racing with the implications.

And then, False realizes the truth. For the next 20 seconds, he is untouchable, his body invulnerable to any attack.

"You fools," False sneers, his voice dripping with contempt. "You think you can defeat me? I am invincible!"

The warriors exchange worried glances, their weapons at the ready. But they know they must wait, bide their time until False's power wears off.

But False doesn't give them a chance to regroup. With a wave of his hand, he unleashes a devastating blast of energy, striking the warriors with incredible force.

The battle rages on, with False's power growing stronger by the second. The warriors know they must find a way to stop him, or risk defeat at the hands of the master of deception.

Jairen yells as he tries to surprise attack False, but is simply kicked away like a rag doll. False doesn't even break stride, his eyes fixed on Lady Ioanna as he walks slowly towards her.

Lady Ioanna's eyes widened in fear, her mind racing with desperate thoughts. "I might have to do it... my Ghost Eye... I'm sorry... it's the only way!"

But Yaro sees the concerned look in her face and knows exactly what she's planning. He screams "NO!" but it's too late.

Lady Ioanna's eye turns white, her Ghost Eye activating as she prepares to unleash its power. But Yaro knows the risks, and he won't let her go through with it.

With a fierce cry, Yaro slams his hammer into False, trying to stop him once and for all. But False is too powerful, his hand closing around the hammer like a vice.

False's eyes gleam with malevolence as he stops Yaro's attack, his power growing stronger by the second. The warriors know they're running out of time, and Lady Ioanna's Ghost Eye may be their only hope. But at what cost?

Yaro yells "STOP IT!" to Lady Ioanna, but she's too far gone, her eyes fixed on False with a determined gaze.

Tears start to fall down her face as she begins to cry, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm so sorry, my kings... that you have to see me use this... I never thought it'd be this bad..."

But before she can unleash the power of her Ghost Eye, Itadoni steps in, his hand placing gently on her shoulder.

"Lady Ioanna, wait," he says, his voice calm and soothing. "There must be another way. We can't let you sacrifice yourself like this."

Lady Ioanna's tears fall harder, her body shaking with sobs. "I... I don't know what else to do, Itadoni. False is too strong... and I'm the only one who can stop him."

Itadoni's grip on her shoulder tightens, his eyes locked on hers. "We'll find another way, my lady. Together, we'll find a way to defeat False without sacrificing yourself."

But False just laughs, his eyes gleaming with malevolence. "You're too late, Itadoni. Lady Ioanna's Ghost Eye is the only thing that can stop me now. And I'm not going to let that happen."

As False dashes towards Lady Ioanna, King Batoyle stretches out his arm, his eyes fixed on False with a determined gaze.

"Wipe!" he screams, using his ability to erase the powers of Hanishi from False's body.

False's eyes widen in shock as he feels the power coursing through his veins disappear. He stands there, frozen in disbelief, his mouth agape.

"WHAAAAAT!!!!!" he yells, his voice echoing through the battlefield.

Lady Ioanna takes advantage of the momentary distraction. With a fierce cry, she kicks False with all her might, her foot connecting with his stomach.

False doubles over, gasping for breath, his eyes fixed on Lady Ioanna with a mixture of shock and anger.

The warriors take advantage of the reprieve, regrouping and preparing for their next attack. False may have been weakened, but he's far from defeated. The battle rages on, with the outcome hanging in the balance.

False arises quickly, his body beginning to fade away once more. But Yaro is ready for him, his eyes fixed on False with a fierce determination.

"Not again!" Yaro roars, his hand shooting out to grab False's arm.

False's eyes widen in surprise as Yaro's grip tightens, holding him in place. And then, in a swift motion, Yaro stabs False through the heart with his sword.

False's eyes go wide, his body frozen in shock. And then, Yaro transforms the sword back into his hammer, pulling it out of False's chest and leaving a gaping hole.

The warriors gasp in shock, their eyes fixed on the wound. False's body begins to crumble, his form beginning to dissolve.

But Yaro isn't finished yet. With a fierce cry, he slams the hammer down on False's body, crushing him once and for all.

The battlefield falls silent, the warriors staring at the spot where False once lay. The master of deception is finally defeated, his power broken. But at what cost?

False's voice rings through the field, his words echoing in the warriors' minds.

"Wow, you guys are strong... and I mean really, really strong! Good game, I guess I won't destroy your stupid planet... HA!"

The warriors look around, confused, trying to locate the source of the voice. And then, they see him - False, sitting on some rocks, his real body revealed.

He's no longer the powerful, intimidating figure they fought on the battlefield. Instead, he looks like a young man, with a mischievous grin on his face.

The warriors approach him, their weapons still at the ready. "What do you mean, 'good game'?" Yaro growls, his eyes narrowing.

False chuckles. "Just that, my friends. This was all just a game to me. A test, to see if your planet was worthy of destruction. And you passed... barely."

The warriors exchange skeptical glances. "What do you mean, 'your planet'?" Lady Ioanna asks, her eyes narrowing.

False's grin grows wider. "Oh, didn't I mention? I'm not from around here. I'm just a visitor, from a planet far, far away. And I've been searching for a worthy opponent... or a worthy planet to destroy."

"WHERE ARE YOU FROM?!" Itadoni yells, his voice echoing through the field.

False just chuckles, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, you want to know my origins? Well, I'll never tell... at least, not directly."

He pauses, his grin growing wider. "Ask Lady Ioanna... ask her about what's beyond this universe's borders. Ask her about the void."

The warriors exchange confused glances, their minds racing with questions. What does False mean? What does Lady Ioanna know about the void?

But before they can ask any questions, False disappears, his body vanishing into thin air.

The warriors are left standing there, their weapons still at the ready. They look at Lady Ioanna, who seems pale and shaken.

"What does he mean, Lady Ioanna?" Yaro asks, his voice softening. "What do you know about the void?"

Lady Ioanna hesitates, her eyes fixed on some distant point. "I... I don't know if I should say. It's a secret, a secret that's been hidden for centuries."

But the warriors press her, their eyes fixed on hers. They know that she knows something, something that could change everything.

Lady Ioanna's voice is barely audible, her words whispered so softly that the warriors have to strain to hear. "Oh... Yoon."

She puts her sword back in its sheath, a tear rolling down her cheek. Then, she turns and walks away, leaving the warriors to wonder what's going on.

Yaro's eyes are fixed on Lady Ioanna's retreating figure, his mind racing with questions. He heard his father's name - Yoon. The same father who had disappeared mysteriously when Yaro was just a child.

(Jairen, Lani, Kael, Ito, and Elara are looking at each other, confused and concerned. Yaro is lost in thought, his eyes fixed on Lady Ioanna.)

With a swift gesture, King Yaro teleports the kids back to the dorms, leaving Lady Ioanna to her mysterious ways. Jairen, still reeling from the battle, stumbles and falls to the floor, exhausted.

Lani rushes to his side, concern etched on her face. "Jairen, no! Stay with me!"

She drags him into her room, calling out a goodnight to the others as she goes. Ito, Kael, and Elara exchange worried glances before nodding and heading off to their own rooms.

"Goodnight, guys," Ito says, his voice low. "We'll figure out what's going on tomorrow."

Kael nods, his eyes serious. "Yeah, and we'll make sure Jairen's okay."

Elara smiles softly. "I'll check on him in the morning. Get some rest, guys."

As they disappear into their rooms, Lani is left alone with Jairen, who's struggling to stay awake.

"Jairen, stay with me," Lani whispers, her voice urgent. "What's going on? What did Lady Ioanna mean?"

But Jairen's eyes flutter closed, his body surrendering to exhaustion. Lani's left to wonder, her heart racing with questions.

Lani and Jairen fall asleep, their bodies exhausted from the battle. But Lani's mind refuses to rest, her thoughts racing with questions and worries. She tosses and turns, her eyes flicking open in the darkness.

The memory of the battle haunts her, the sound of clashing swords and the sight of False's menacing grin etched in her mind. She tries to push it away, but it lingers, making her skin crawl.

Just as she's starting to feel like she'll never fall asleep, Jairen stirs beside her. His arm moves, his hand seeking hers in the darkness.

Without thinking, Lani takes his hand, feeling a surge of comfort at his touch. Then, Jairen's arm moves again, wrapping around her waist and pulling her close.

Lani's eyes flutter closed, her body relaxing into his embrace. She feels safe, protected from the darkness that haunts her mind.

As she drifts off to sleep, she realizes that Jairen's arm has been around her the whole time, even in his sleep. It's as if he knew she needed him, even before she did.

Lani's voice is barely audible, a soft whisper in the darkness. "I love you, Jairen..."

Her words are met with silence, but she knows Jairen heard her. She feels his arm tighten around her, his body relaxing into her embrace.

As she drifts off to sleep, Lani feels a sense of peace wash over her. But she's not alone in the room.

A figure stands in the shadows, watching her and Jairen with an unreadable expression. It's Hanishi, his eyes fixed on the couple with an intensity that makes Lani's skin crawl.

But she doesn't sense his presence, doesn't know he's there. And Hanishi doesn't make a sound, doesn't move a muscle. He just watches, his eyes fixed on Lani and Jairen as they sleep.

Then, without warning, he vanishes. One moment he's there, the next he's gone. Lani stirs in her sleep, but doesn't wake. Jairen's arm remains around her, holding her close.

The room is silent once more, the only sound is the soft breathing of the two sleepers. But the question remains: what was Hanishi doing there, watching them in the dead of night?

Lani's eyes snap open, her heart racing as she realizes her mistake. She's not in Jairen's arms, but in False's embrace.

"Hey there, beautiful," False says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Lani tries to scramble away, but False's grip tightens. "I'm so glad you're comfortable with me already..."

Lani's eyes widen in horror. She knows Jairen wouldn't say that. She feels a chill run down her spine as she realizes who she's really with.

"False!" Lani screams, trying to struggle free.

False just laughs, his eyes gleaming with maniacal intensity. "You're so gullible, Lani. You fell right into my trap."

(He maniacally laughs, hopping out of bed and standing in her room)

Kael bursts into the room, his sword drawn, ready to defend Lani from whatever danger she's in. But what he sees makes him stop in his tracks.

"Wait, what the...?" Kael's eyes widen in confusion. "False? Where's Jairen?"

Lani takes advantage of the distraction to try and scramble away from False, but he's too quick. He grabs her, holding her in place.

"Ah, Kael," False says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How nice of you to drop by. I was just having a little chat with Lani here."

Kael's eyes narrow, his grip on his sword tightening. "What have you done with Jairen?"

False just laughs. "Oh, Jairen's around. But he's not exactly... himself right now."

False pulls out a small, glowing orb from his pocket, his eyes gleaming with maniacal intensity. "This is your precious little Jairen," he cackles.

Lani's eyes widen in horror as she realizes what False has done. "No! Jairen!"

False just laughs, his voice echoing in the room. "You'll never see him again, Lani. At least, not until I decide to let him out."

With a final cackle, False disappears, leaving Lani alone with the orb. Suddenly, Jairen emerges from the orb, gasping for air as if he's been underwater too long.

Lani rushes to his side, helping him to his feet. "Jairen! Oh, Jairen!"

Jairen looks around, still trying to catch his breath. "Lani... what happened? Where's False?"

(He looks down at the orb in Lani's hand, his eyes widening in shock)

The orb shatters in Lani's hand, turning into tiny particles that disappear into thin air. Jairen takes a deep breath, still trying to recover from his ordeal.

"False came for me last night," Jairen says, his voice weak. "I didn't even wake you up, Lani. I'm so sorry."

Lani shakes her head, her eyes filled with worry. "No, Jairen, it's not your fault."

Jairen's eyes cloud with concern. "Lani, did he... did he touch you?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

Lani's face softens, and she shakes her head. "No, Jairen. He didn't touch me. He just pretended to be you."

Jairen's eyes close in relief, and he takes a deep breath. "Thank the heavens," he whispers.

(He opens his eyes and looks at Lani, his gaze filled with love and gratitude)

Lani's face crumples, and she bursts into tears, her body shaking with sobs. Jairen's expression changes from relief to concern, and he opens his arms, pulling her into a tight embrace.

"It’s okay, Lani, I'm here," Jairen whispers, trying to comfort her.

But Lani's tears only intensify, and she shakes her head, trying to speak between sobs. "H-he tried to grab me, Jairen. He pretended to be you, and I thought... I thought it was really you."

Jairen's eyes narrow, his gaze filled with a fierce determination. Both of his eyes flicker a ghastly purple for a split second, a sign of his growing anger and a sign of something new. But he remains silent, focusing on wiping Lani's tears away.

As he holds her, his expression hardens, his jaw clenched in a fierce resolve. He's going to end False once and for all, no matter what it takes.

(Lani continues to cry, but Jairen's embrace is steady, his eyes burning with a fierce determination)

Jairen storms out of the room, his anger and rage palpable. Kael tries to stop him, reaching out to grab his arm.

"Jairen, wait!" Kael says, but Jairen spins around, his eyes blazing with fury.

Kael takes a step back, his eyes widening as he sees the intensity of Jairen's gaze. He's never seen Jairen like this before, and it frightens him.

"Jairen, calm down," Kael says, trying to reason with him. "We need to think this through."

But Jairen's grip on Kael's arm tightens, his fingers digging deep into his skin. "You don't understand, Kael," Jairen whispered, his voice low and menacing. "False crossed a line. He touched Lani. He pretended to be me."

Kael tries to pull away, but Jairen's grip is too strong. He's afraid of what Jairen might do next, afraid that he's unleashed a monster.

"Jairen, let go!" Kael says, trying to keep his voice steady. "You're scaring me!"

(Jairen's eyes seem to bore into Kael's soul, his gaze burning with an inner fire. For a moment, Kael thinks he sees something dark and sinister lurking beneath the surface)

Kael watches in awe as Jairen's aura erupts like a volcano, shaking the very foundations of the dorms. The air seems to vibrate with Jairen's rage, and the pressure is palpable, like a physical force that's crushing everyone in its vicinity.

Lani, still crying, looks up at Kael with a mix of fear and confusion. "K-Kael, what's happening?" she stammers.

Kael throws up his hands, his eyes wide with uncertainty. "I don't know, Lani! Jairen's gone berserk!"

He looks out into the hallway, where Jairen's aura is causing the walls to tremble. Students are stumbling backward, some falling to the ground as if overwhelmed by the sheer force of Jairen's anger.

Kael hesitates, torn between following Jairen and staying with Lani. Part of him wants to try and calm Jairen down, but another part is terrified of what might happen if he gets too close.

"Lani, I...I don't know what to do," Kael admits, feeling helpless.

Lani looks up at him, her eyes pleading. "Kael, please...go after him. Stop him before he hurts someone."

Kael dashes out of the dorm, his feet pounding the ground as he tries to catch up with Jairen. He can feel the intense aura still emanating from his friend, and he knows he needs to act fast.

Lani, determined to help, quickly wipes away her tears and throws on some clothes. She rushes out of her dorm room, her heart racing with concern.

"Kael! Wait!" she calls out, sprinting down the hallway to catch up with him.

Kael glances back, seeing Lani's determined expression. He slows down slightly, allowing her to catch up.

"What are we going to do?" Lani asks, her breathing rapid.

"I don't know," Kael admits, "but we need to stop Jairen before he hurts someone."

(They round a corner, and Jairen's aura comes into view. It's even more intense than before, and Kael can feel the air distorting around him)

Kael and Lani finally catch up with Jairen, their breathing labored. Kael reaches out and touches Jairen's shoulder, but Jairen doesn't even flinch. He keeps moving forward, his pace relentless.

Lani tries next, grabbing Jairen's arm. But unlike Kael, she doesn't let go. She holds tight, her eyes locked on Jairen's face.

"Jairen, stop!" she yells, her voice piercing through the air. "Think about what you're doing!"

For a moment, Jairen's eyes seem to glaze over, his movements robotic. But then, something flickers in his gaze, and he slows to a stop.

He turns to Lani, his eyes burning with intensity. "I can't let him get away with this, Lani," he growls. "False needs to pay."

Lani holds her ground, her grip on Jairen's arm tight. "You're not thinking, Jairen. You're letting your anger control you. That's not the Jairen I know."

(Jairen's eyes seem to flash with recognition, and he takes a deep breath. His aura begins to calm, the intense energy dissipating)

Just as Jairen's aura begins to calm, a familiar whistle pierces the air. The three friends turn to see False standing before them, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly purple light.

This time, he's not carrying his sword, but his presence is no less intimidating. A sly grin spreads across his face as he takes in the scene before him.

"Ah, the gang's all here," False says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How lovely."

Jairen's eyes narrow, his anger still simmering just below the surface. "You," he says angrily, his fists clenched.

Lani steps forward, her eyes locked on False. "What do you want, False?"

False chuckles, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, I think you know. I'm here to finish what I started."

Kael moves to stand beside Jairen and Lani, his eyes fixed on False. "We're not going to let that happen," he says, his voice firm.

(The air seems to vibrate with tension as the four of them stand there, the only sound was False's soft humming just like that, the trio stands before False one more time)

False

Ghost Eye: Dual Purple

Abilities:

Shift - Allows the user to disappear into particles of matter to escape attacks

Yokoichi - Giant spear is summoned in the sky slamming down on the opponent

Hanishi’s influence - Hanishi can give a fraction of his power to someone for a set amount of time allowing the receiver to access Hanishi’s power for that set time

Ghost: unknown

False is the second member of Hanishi’s group, the first member not known yet