《Enda (Boyxboy)》Chapter 47: The Stand (Part Three)
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I gotta admit, the kid has guts.
"Ujjie!" Suzuki exclaims, I duck suddenly he throws a black dragon across the battlefield. In distress. Then whirls up a shield of fire and flashing it towards a group of underworld demons. Burning them making them turn around and run themselves into spikes. I grimace. Jeez!
"Calm down!" I demand, hopping up the back of an orge. Digging my daggers into its back before Daegi slashes it with a gust of a sharp razor wind in the face. I flip and land on my feet as it falls forward. Daegi rushes back to the Orc's to be with Zi. Hmm. I grin. Little bugger!
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I know what he did. What he gave to Daegi to bring him back to life. I know. Dad explained. He knows too. He knows something's up. I can feel it too.
"Luckie!!" I scream, watching the giant glowing with fire black dragon fall onto its back. Luckie sways back and forth stuck on his back. I face palm. Oh jeez!
I spin on one foot, lifting myself up with my power and creating a mini-tornado. Demons fly into our dragons mouths and get chomped down on. Then hit Luckie with it. Flipping him onto some unlucky tiny dragons. Luckie chuckles and trots away from me. Stomping on his foes. I roll my eyes. A lurker, a big black monster with the head of snakes and green eyes, crashes into me. I groan in pain. Fuck!
"Oh, you shouldn't make me mad. Nobody's safe then!" I warn, gripping my ribcage. Flinching at a throbbing pain. The lurker dashes towards me. I smirk, "I am Mynx. Prince of darkness. Darken, awaken!"
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"Frozen, awaken!" Demise commands, glowing bright as his skin turns to ice and the ground around him goes into a deep freeze. Monsters getting turned to nothing but ice sculptures.
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"Titan, awaken!" Baerin commands, letting go of Aranok's hand.
"Ivy, awaken!" Aranok commands, Baerin turning into a giant rock monster with big wings and Aranok meshing with the grass. Using the power of nature to trap foes, letting Baerin rip them to nothing. I-I should use my full power too!
"Inferno, awaken!" I command, feeling the power spreading throughout my body.
Flames spread on the ground meshing to the ice sculptured demons melting them to nothing. I run alongside Demise and smile at him. Intertwining my hands with his our eyes glowing brighter before fire and ice ignite around us. Spreading like wild fire! Demons retreating away get caught by the Earth princes and tossed into a pit of spikes by Baerin.
Something black with long black gooey hair catches my eye. A creature made from nothing but a black mass of darkness. Looking like its dancing cutting off heads and torsos, making blood rain onto it. It doesn't bother me. It's killing demons but who is that?! The rain is killing full visibility of the creature. Giant fire bombs from the dragons in Verruchi light up the sky falling down into the battlefield. Bringing down tainted dragons and other demons.
A big huge shining light blinds us.
We all stop in our tracks.
Turning around, watching as the huge rainbow dragon and the dreaded blood drenched dragon begin to fight atop the hill.
All eyes upon a wing, shining bright as the moon and sun shine behind the blinding bright figure.
"Light, awaken!!!" I cover my eyes, the wind whips every soldier on the field over each other. Then I peek. My eyes widening.
"It's him!" The black darkness creature laughs out loud. Mynx?
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Huhu, I don't know how good I am at action but what the hay hay. I can only describe it the way I play games. XD cough Skyrim cough lol
Did you catch what I was doing?!
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