King and Sun stood at odds once more at the chamber where the city's heartbeats. The water flowed from its pipes, bringing life to the polluted waterways. King stood on the entryway of the chamber, blocked by Sun and his blade. The two opposing forces did not speak; they only stared at each other's eyes. Their intentions bled out like an aura, and it did all the talking.

King took a deep breath then sprinted toward Sun. He shot fireballs out from his palm that exploded once Sun parried them with his sword. The smoke from the fireballs blocked Sun's vision. King slipped past his blind opponent and touched the Baptista. "It's time to flood the city."

But Sun followed the sound of his footstep and slashed his back. The blood spilled out from King's back and stained Sun's body. King turned around with his black sword and slashed the air and Sun's body. The blade cut through his skin deeper than before.

Sun was unfazed when the blood flowed out from his chest. He grabbed King's head and slammed against the Baptista, and released a blazing attack from his palm that consumed King's face. The fire wrapped around his head, but he was not having it. He swung his sword, intending to cut Sun's hand off, but fortunately, Sun freed him from his grasp before the blade met his wrist.

King shook the burning mana off his face, revealing a very angry goblin underneath the flames. His face may be free from the fire, but his eyes were burning as bright as the fire that embraced him. Sun could feel the dagger his eyes were shooting at him, but this only made him bolder. "You bastard!" King yelled.

"What happened to that proper way of talking?" Sun smiled, "Don't tell me, you're getting flustered."

"I'm not getting flustered." King's purple feathers began to glow due to the intense amount of mana circulating out from his body. "I'm getting angry."

King lunged at Sun and started flailing his sword. He was in a corner, literally and figuratively. He was afraid of Pagasa's mana circulating within Sun, he was mad that Sun was given that power, and he even angrier at himself for not stealing it sooner. But Pagasa hid in the shadows, afraid of the drones the goblin's God sent to kill the survivors hiding in the world. And he didn't take King with him because he knew he wasn't fit to rule.

King hated Pagasa for this and sought vengeance. He perfected his newfound powers and built factories that could supply his arsenal. He wanted to show his mentor that he was the rightful king and that he will be the one to kill that god. But he chose Sun instead. A goblin that is similar to him but at the same time not. Now he had the mana Pagasa had, clean and dense. It had no impurities and was as cold and dark as the deep abyss of the Infinite Sea.

But in truth, Sun did not receive Pagasa's powers, nor did he get it from Shuja. The fire in his heart was all him, given to him by his mother and cultivated after two years of training. He may not be as strong as King's current state, but he was not one to measure the chances of losing.

"Blade Twister!" King yelled. The mana within King spiraled out of control. It began to flow around him, creating a wall of mana constantly swirling around him. The mana began to suck the air around it and formed a destructive tornado.

The wind was as strong as steel, and they cut through anything it touches except for Sun's black blade. He danced around the current and parried the gust of wind King shoots at him. He got close enough to King to attack him, but his sword could not pierce the wind wall. "Deja vu," He said. "I guess I have to fight fire with fire!"

Sun's surrounding burst into flames and his mana carried those flames to form an equally destructive tornado. The twisters collided against each other, and the disruption caused a ripple effect that fractured the walls and floors. Even Baptista began to crack under the pressure of the warring titans.

"You can't beat me. I perfected this style!" Sun shouted.

"It's hardly yours. Many others have used a similar technique." King teleported outside his twister and appeared above Sun. His blade turned white, and its swing shot out a white blade that sliced through the fire. King dove through the opening and slammed his steel against Sun's sword. Sun danced inside the firewall while King chased after him. "Stop running!"

"I'm not running," Sun snapped his fingers, and a bubble appeared around him, "It's a tactical maneuver!"

"That bubble?" Suddenly, the mana stopped moving, and the pyre collapsed inward to King. The flames burned King's armor and clothes, but the thin coating of mana protected his skin from burning, but it cannot protect it from Sun's sword.

Sun dashed forward and smashed his sword against King's abdomen, slicing through his armor and mana. The fire blew away as King flew across the chamber. Despite his superior level of mana, he was losing the battle. His misunderstanding had led the way for fear to overtake his mind. His frustration swelled inside him as more mana and blood spilled on the floor. In contrast, Sun was getting stronger and better. Then it hit him; his mentor's lesson that he forgot crawled out from his deepest memory.

Mana does not grow stronger from complacency but in hardships. Training can only do so much, but to truly grow in power, one must overcome the hurdles of life, and their kas will grow. King smiled, thinking that this battle will only make him stronger.

But that was only a delusion born from his privileged past life. His struggle was a fabrication on his mind, not by reality. Meanwhile, Sun was hardly breathing. His chest felt heavier the more he expelled mana from his body, but he continued to push the boundaries of his kas. Sun knew he had very little mana in his body, and his soul struggled to refill his empty storage. But he carried on with his sheer will.

King got on his feet and manifested an armor made of mana that replaced his clothing. His armor was pure red and spikes were sticking out from it, with the two largest sticking out from his back. He charged like a rhino, sticking his sword out like his horn. "Got to be kidding me," Sun grabbed the tip of his sword and used his crossguard to lock swords with King.

King carried him up in the air while running towards the wall. He pinned Sun against the muddy surface then teleported on top of Baptista, leaving his armor on top of Sun. "Time to drown the city and wash away everything!" King placed his hands on the machine. His mana surged out from his palm and into the machine, causing it to go faster. The cold mana coming out from King slowly covered the surfaces of the room in thin ice.

Above the machine, the pipe that leads to the city center was broken in half, and the giant hole the pipe was sticking out from was a giant gaping hole. Sun closed his eyes and used his Isiptali. They traveled in the underground cavern as well as the giant hole over the chamber.

"Looks like that giant hole leads to the castle's moat." Sun slashed his way to freedom. The red armor pieces fell on the floor. "Looks like I have no other options."

Sun sprinted around the Baptista while King was distracted. He was too focused on the machine to notice Sun running laps around him. While running, Sun released a mana trail that followed him around until they began to form a whirlwind around the Baptista.

Then leaped on top of the machine and faced King. "It's too late!" King shouted, "The machine is now pumping!" Water began o flood out of the machine.

"I know." Sun raised his sword. The mana swirling around them formed a wall. "So I'm just going to break it!"

"And how?"

Sun did not have enough mana to break such a machine. But there was another way, and that his sword, and its special property. Like a puzzle piece, he removed the mana spell he placed on the sword, leaving only the original that once ruled the blade with impunity. Sun's ebony blade got heavier by the second as it fell to the machine until it surpassed an elephant's weight by three times. "20 Tons Swing!"

"You can change its weight?"

"Yup," The sword pierced the machine and sliced it in half. When it split open, the mana King shoved into it exploded out along with the rushing water. The wall of wind blocked the water. Its only to go was up, and it carried the two goblins with them.

The large nucleus rock in the Baptista kept pushing out water, and in turn, the water continued to climb the tunnel. The water exploded out from the moat-like giant geyser that could reach the sky. The water fell on the city like rain, gently washing away the blood off the buildings. And with the rain came King and Sun falling from the sky and landing on top of the third dam.

Their impact nearly destroyed the platform and Sun's sword impeded its way to the stone foundation. King was laying on the ground unconscious while Sun jumped back on his feet and stretched his body. In front of him were the city goblins trying desperately to retake the castle, only to perish on the beaches. He punched his fist together and yelled to them, "Stop fighting!" And everyone stopped to look at him. Sun walked up to the sleeping King and raised his head for all to see, "I've beaten your king. This war is over!"