Xabe felt he only took few steps- huge few steps as if the space between him and the fallen Dragonslayer were folded in order to shorten the distance. As he reached out to the coming blast that was heavily combined from the power of three heads, he felt as if he was somehow connected to the energy.

The blast was like a lightning meteor crashing down to annihilate the entire land, but… the flames were pushed back into a sudden halt. The flames continue to ascend until it could almost create a giant wall. The Flash guardian riders couldn’t even believe what they were seeing.

With a grunt, Dreyagon lifted his head and widened his eyes to take a good look at what appeared to be Xabe. The slayer gazed at the boy’s back as he faced what could be their doom while holding back the great, continuous, blast from the Devastrigon. He sensed the boy’s power growing immeasurably.

After slightly pulling back his left arm, his scream grew into a powerful roar as he shoved back the flames to the three-headed dragon. It caused an enormous explosion that made the Devastrigon to fall and crashed landed down from the mountain top. Thick smoke started to fill in the air.

The explosion resulted in a shockwave that slightly pushed the flying Flash guardians. “Holy fucking berries, was that the Dragonslayer?” Willy, despite the thickness of the smoke, couldn’t help himself but to take a peak

The Destroyer realm jolted by the sheer force of the deflected blast followed by the familiar echoing roar. The three knights summoned their weapons to thrust on the round bedrock platform to avoid out of balance. Through the eyes of the Devastrigon, the smoke began to divide until they saw a tiny silhouette came forward on top of the mountain. However, it was clear enough for the three knights to see a vivid red scarf flowing along with the wind.

What they were witnessing as if a god had possessed a random weird young boy. His eyes burning yellow, his eyebrows furrowed with such a darting glare, but this time, he didn’t utter a single word. From his senses- his instincts… he was dead serious.

The three Destroyer knights were too stunned to speak.

Xabe’s mind was clear as air. He didn’t think about his family back home, missing lunchtime, nor his overstretched red scarf. The next thing he did was shut his eyes, only to see the same figure again. The boy didn’t even mind asking any questions to himself. He caught a glimpse that the figure held what appeared to be a flaming sword stretched over at his right side.

That was when he pulled out his short wooden sword and pointed it at the fallen Devastrigon. As Dreyagon finally got up on his feet, he gazed at Xabe knowing that his powers had finally been triggered by a sudden outburst.

Following his senses, the “possessed” MaXabiere slowly turned around to Dreyagon, who didn’t bother to say anything at all. The boy turned his focus on the dragon again as it yelled from the great amount of pain.

The boy leaped in midair for a short period before launching himself downward. His short wooden sword ignited with the outstanding color of bright orange. As he continued to descend, the first thing he did was slicing out blazing slash attacks that dashed straight into both of its wings- no matter how big they were.

After that, Xabe pierced his flaming sword straight to the chest, resulted in several faults cracking all across the area, causing the Devastrigon to howl in pain.

The Flash guardian riders took a closer good look at the boy. “Does that answer your question?” Hugo tossed his head to the Willy without even looking at him.

“It looks like he’s the one assisting us,” commented Willy.

Hugo then pressed his communicator. “Giuseppe-”

“I know.” Giuseppe regarded at an impossible site. “Now it’s the time to constrain Devastrigon and stop the Destroyer knights.”

It was just in time after the Grifforth took care of the remaining undead dragons by obliterating them with the plasma cannons. Giuseppe witnessed the boy, he pondered, Does he already know about his potential?

To answer such question, to put it simple: Xabe was only at the “baby phase” before, but as danger arises and his senses grew stronger, he learned to follow his instinct. There was no clear explanation as to why, he just does it.

MaXabiere gritted his teeth to shove his igniting blade deeper, but he sensed the chaos head coming full charge at him. Before the large horn reached Xabe, he managed to leaped up backwards back at the mountain. The boy started to feel something, as if he used all of his energy from damaging its wings and chest.

Hearing a creaking sound, Xabe quickly turned to his short wooden sword dropping debris from all the heat. His flaming eyes even widened by the time he saw the upcoming colossal tail that was about to crash him. Luckily, he leaped to reach the clouds in a single bound, outrunning the length of the huge tail, and breathed out a powerful roar. So powerful, that the Devastrigon sunk into the ground. The trees surrounding the dragon were thrown away by the immense shock of the impact.

Even landed from such a great height, Xabe returned to the top of the mountain while glaring at the Devastrigon.

Inside the quaking Destroyer realm, the three knights held on for dear life. “This is certainly an unpleasant surprise,” glared the Destruction knight. “I’ve never seen such destruction from a mere boy.”

“I can sense the Flash guardians coming,” growled the Chaos knight. “So much chaos, but not the one I desire.”

The two looked at the Death knight. They had dedicated their entire mortality for this very moment: to rise the great creation of the Darkened one in order to fulfill their vision they sought-after for so long. The Death knight understood the situation quite well. The boy was in their way of fulfilling that vision if they won’t do something immediately. “This will be the death of us, although it’s not yet the end. Let us get more serious- do not forget… the Dark superior is waiting.”

Meanwhile, the flying Flash guardians orbiting the Devastrigon. “Prepare the sealing spell while I extinguished the flames,” commanded Hugo to the other guardians via comms. He raised his arms to summon another dark storm that reached the size of the three-headed dragon, resulting to suck out the flames that could be powering the monster up.

The Flash guardians at the front row of the saddle summoned their rifles white rifles and started aiming at the fallen dragon below. The rifles were specially designed and carved with a rune spell that, after charging it blue energy, will blast an energy construct of a lasso spell to tighten the mouths and limbs of the Devastrigon- resulting in limitations of movements.

The guardians at the back row cast a spell to summon a global shield around themselves in case there’s anything that would potentially harm them.

After the rifle was all charged up, they shot out blue streaks that later formed gigantic snake-like bullets that tangled around the claws, the mouths, and the limbs by locking them together. The Grifforth floated above the Devastrigon after it passed through Hugo’s storm. Its chest began to open to reveal a much larger cannon that shot out a much larger blue energy that created an entire dome- surrounding the dragon with no chance of escaping.

Dreyagon slowly approached the edge of the mountain as he still felt the pain he hadn’t felt for so long. The power level of the Devastrigon, together with the Destroyer knights, was a much harder task than he could have ever imagine. In his entire life, this could be his greatest challenge yet- but he wasn’t referring to the three-headed dragon as his burning eyes only fixed on the boy.

Suddenly, Xabe’s vision began to spin. The image of the constrained dragon began to blur. He may use his instincts well, but his awakened powers burst out way too much for him to handle- a certain disadvantage of the baby phase.

The Dragonslayer became aware of the boy’s vertiginous motion. He quickly ran and caught him just in time as Xabe was about to collapse. Dreyagon observed the boy’s natural beige skin became pale from all the power he used. He looked over at the short wooden sword which Xabe had dropped. It was curious how, despite made out of wood, it managed to harness incredible energy. But that was until he caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a rune spell that was carved on the lower part of the broken blade.

Of course, she would carve that, he thought. Abruptly, the ground jolted followed by the sheer roar below. He looked over the chaos to see that beneath the colossal blue dome blue pulsed red energy. You’ve got to be kidding me.

Back inside the Destroyer realm, the Destruction knight let out a chuckle. “I sensed the weird young boy has given up.”

The Chaos knight mocked, “Awww, poor thing.”

“Our plan is almost a success, it is time to complete it, my brothers.”

Regardless how much the Flash guardians could hold the Devastrigon, there is only one fact: they couldn’t.

The red energy beneath the blue dome grew larger. Giuseppe, deep inside, knew this could happen. “Activate immediate transport now!”

The flying Flash guardians flashed of bright light before disappearing into thin air, but that, they were transported back inside the Grifforth station.

“Initiating force field!” commanded Giuseppe.

A blue force field began to grow around the Grifforth.

Dreyagon made his moved fast after he carried the unconscious Xabe far from the edge.

The Dreyagon broke out with a large bang that devastated the forest with the incredible push from the single flap of its wings. The Grifforth was almost affected by the exploding waves, but its force field was designed (fortunately) to withstand such an energy.

Nisr, attending the wounded, fallen Flash guardians from the undead zombie attack, looked up to see the Devastrigon soaring toward the thick, dark clouds. Even they tasted the blown storm from far away. “That can’t be good,” he commented before pressing his communicator. “Erik.”

Over the campsite, Erik pressed his communicator back. “Nisr, status report.”

“See for yourself,” replied Nisr.

Erik and Yrlin exchanged looks. They turned to the weird old lady sitting silently. Erik read her mind, though there were no thoughts coming out of it.

The two went outside and saw the Flash guardians looking up. Following their example, Erik and Yrlin gazed at the Devastrigon started flying up. Nisr’s voice came out from the comms. “We got lucky, although there were a few injured.”

“The boy?”

Giuseppe from comms interjected. “He’s with the Dragonslayer. Let’s just say he had one hell of a time, but his down for now.”

Yrlin glanced around. “Where’s Wayde?”

Erik took a deep breath to calm him self. “He’s bringing them to us.”

“Wow, he even took BF.”

There was no stopping as the Devastrigon made its escape through the clouds. Dreyagon walked on the ruined area, still carrying the boy in his arms. He sensed that Xabe was seriously out cold. The Dragonslayer stopped as he spotted a flying black griffin that landed before him.

What came down was a familiar face- he wasn’t happy about the situation either. But the damage had been done. Right now, the only thing that mattered for now is to look out for the boy. “How did he do?” Wayde asked.

Dreyagon stomped on the debris and walked past by him. “Ready your explanation.” He looked over to Wayde before continue marching on away.