Ken’s body began to glow in red light.

His sudden changed probe Yenne’s mind.

“Is it another fire magic? No, that would be foolish. He knew already the impenetrable defense of my Inquiara Magic. If not the usual magic, then there it could only meant one thing.” The warrior grinned broke in her lips and thought of it, “He’s going to use his Inquiara Magic!”

Tattoos flashing in light began to appear on his chest that trailed in his body. An image of a dragon flowed on his left hand.

“You know,” Ken started, “consider yourself lucky. You’ll be the first one who’s going to have a taste of my Inquiara Magic.”

“The honor is mine.”

Yenne ceased her fire tornado to get a better look on his form. She slowly came closer, thrilled and excited.

Once the flashing light extinguished, the rapid increased of mana calmed down to the point Yenne couldn’t tell what happened to him.

She laughed. “What’s with your Inquiara Magic? I can barely feel its power from here! Here I thought you have something more to offer.”

“Don’t underestimate lady. You don’t know what poison I have.”

“Come on then!”

The two beasts launched towards each other.

Having closed to him, Yenne harnessed vortex of fire and paused. Ken jerked sideward, smoothly evaded the attack. He came to her left.

Ken followed up his movements by hitting her shoulder with a roundhouse kick.

Despite feeling his counter, Yenne is still optimistic now that he is within her reach. Yenne blasted him at point blank range.

Ken withstands it and stood. He panted profusely. The tattoos had protected him against the merciless flame.

Yenne commented. “Is that the effect of your Inquiara Magic? How subtle. It appeared that fire magic won’t hurt you, huh.”

The two red streak continued to clashed. Each seizing the opportunity to flank one another. Unlike before, Ken’s attacks are now becoming sharper, heavier, and faster.

The random thrashing between two long red streaks abruptly halted, throwing themselves backward. They panted harder. Their sweat evaporated due to hotness and some turn into a steam as the sweats landed on the molted rock.

“What’s with this Inquiara Magic of yours? Every time you hit it’s getting heavier!”

It was wise for him to not reply, Ken knew very well the importance of the element of surprise. He wasn’t going to reveal his secret as it would allow her to come up with a plan of how to counter his Inquiara Magic.

“In any case, I should wrap it up. I need to build more energy to feed the dragon.” Ken muttered to himself. “This woman in front of me… she’s the real deal.”

“What are you muttering about?! Huh!”

Yenne’s getting impatient by now. She felt the life force of Karen getting weaker and another one who’s stronger than combined of their three’s strength. She’s afraid.

The fact that Karen has been defeated already probed her to feel angry and despair. Yenne needed to lay her hands on the political envoy and get out of here before everything will be beyond her control.

Yenne’s cool head broke when she saw Ken grinned. It was a big misunderstanding.

“Brat! You shouldn’t be dilly dallying on your thoughts. I’m right here!”

The intense heat brought Ken back to himself.

Yenne rushed to him with her fire magic supporting her speed.

Ken grunted when he felt her fist connected his ribs. In Yenne’s fist, a fireball swelled and blasted him, thrashing him against the mountainside.

Ken absorbed the sweet pain into a numbness. He grinned and thrust forward. His form took over the form of a red streak. The tattoos in his body began to emit red light.

Yenne thought he would go over her head, but Ken took her by surprised. His figure vanishes, only to left afterimages. He encircled her and hit her shoulder, then there’s a BOOM. His exploding fist had a clean hit.

Yenne gnarled and roared. She sloppily swung her arm; however, his flexibility took over her large muscles. Another hit on her right rib cage. Yenne felt her nerves are being riled by erupting force. Another cry came out from her throat.

Ken swiftly evaded her right arm. His boots planted on the ground as he continuously jerked to avoid her massive fist. His reflexibility were accompanied by the accuracy of his eyes. Ken completely had her within his grasped.

Ken stopped and broke to charged energy on his right fist. The charged up was quick.

Yenne tried to blocked it, but even she has a limit.

Ken’s attack landed and forced her to back. Her boots dug on the ground for the purposed to withdrew the momentum forcing her to crashed her back against the trees.

The stinging pain ended.

Ken felt the overwhelming surged of energy in his body. It supposed to be hurt but he did not feel anything negative from it… only rage, intense fury that is abated and contain in his body.

“I must say it’s quite been educational. Thanks to you I was able to withdraw the power of my Inquiara Magic. I just recently developed it but I’m not quite sure what kind of effects will it do in actual setting.”

Yenne looked over, her frustrated thoughts waned and grinned. “Normally I would be mad for mocking me, but we both grew in the same house.”

Ken shakes his head. “Believe me, I never mocked you. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be able to unshackle my power. As a warrior you have my deepest respect… and condolence.”

Yenne laughed. “How amusing. Well then! Show me what you got!”

Yenne’s flames whirled around her.

Ken’s body turned to flame. The dragoon tattoo in his left hand took over a form.

The warriors roared as they showed the last bit of their abilities. Her fire tornado against his fire dragon. Yenne threw her fire tornado to him, but Ken did not stop. His fire dragon ate the flames and slip in.

In terms of power, the fire is deadly, it’s flames can burn anything, but the dragon is far more lethal. The dragon itself brew fire to life, much less it can harm him.

The dragon pierce through the vortices of flame. Its howl erupted and reverberates in the forest.

The world around her froze as a blast of enormous flame in a form of a dragon had come after her.

“Not bad kid.”

Those are her last words as the massive fire dragon ate her, dragging her body in the far distance of the forest and the dragon dive upward then dance before crashing to the ground.

The towering red explosion had sent shockwaves that disrupted everything within the radius.

Ken bent on his kneel. He grunted in pain, absorbing it and suppressing the aftereffects. His left arm is completely burned.

“So, this is the effect of my Inquiara Magic. Damn!” He slammed his fist on the ground. “I should have release it after I conjured it. I can’t feel anything from my left arm. I hope Linda know how to fix this. If I have used both of my arms, I wonder what will happen.”

Ken shook his head. “That’s the least I should worry about now. I need to move forward.”

“Mr. Ken.”

A familiar voice rang behind him.

“Mr. F? So, you already take care of the other guy, huh?”

Mr. Funny Man seems disappointed. He is sure that his dissatisfaction is not centered to him, but something else.

“Not quite.”

“What?”

“It’s better if I explain as we move on. Come on, let’s go.”