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"How much longer can you stay in a fight young one?" Brol chuckled, watching Sleif as he constantly continued to swing his huge sword around wildly, as if he wasn't even trying to strike Brol at all. "Geez....After that last unlock... it seems your really not that strong...Guess your getting weak..." Brol added, shrugging as he walked around Sleif, causing the dark boy to stop and stare blindly at Brol, his eyes shifting from a bright red to the yellow which continued to appear. "Are you really going to let him talk to you like that." A third voice called out, causing Sleif's sight to turn very slightly to over Brol's shoulder, where a tall dark figure stood, invisible to everything except Sleif himself. Growling as the figure said that, Sleif released yet another wild slice, showing that the boy had been trying to strike the figure, and in turn causing Brol to move out of the way and believe his opponent was getting weaker. After the slash from Sleif struck the figure, the boy's eyes blinked back into red for a few seconds, just to hear Brol speak yet again.
"Yah know... if you knew how to control that devastating power of yours... you could of surpassed me..." The blonde boy said, stepping away from Sleif while he began to change, while the tall figure passed right through the back stepping Brol, like the ghost it was. "You could be so much more then this. Just stop fighting me. That's all I'm asking. Let me in, and I can help." said the figure, hunched down towards the ground and causing Sleif's anger to rise yet again, as the boy swung his sword towards the figure, which to Brol, appeared to be Sleif only striking towards his feet, causing him to retaliate by back flipping and slamming his foot into Sleif, sending him flying back onto the ground.
"Your annoying me now...." Brol briefly said as he closed both hands, waiting as the floating chains slowly circled around his hands and spreaded out. "C2...Constrict!" He pulled the chain links and lunged them around Sleif as he watched the chain bits float around the dark being, before closing and tightly trapping the boy, causing his eyes to change fully back to the bright red and terrifying eyes that belonged to the real Sleif "Just wait... until i pull out the big gun C4.... Then you'll truly fear the power of the Brothers...." the powerful Brol said with a growl, while Sleif could only stare even more terrified at Brol, his original senses having returned, though his voice remained mute.
Standing behind Brol as he continued to get his preparations done, the figure seemed to mock what was happening, gently laying his back against Brol's shoulder, its presence not being felt even in the slightest, showing that the figure was all in Sleif's mind. "Quite a build up of rage our, little friend here seems to have against you huh." said the figure, smirking as it watched the real original Sleif squirm in trying to get something out with his voice, with no results. "C 3!...COMBUST!" Brol shouted as the remaining chain bits, condensed and formed a thick sphere with the flint and explosive, causing Sleif's red human eyes to widen even more in fear at what was about to happen. All through this, the figure had gotten much closer towards Sleif, still goading the boy on. "You're all out of time you know. There's nothing that can get you out of this, except one, and all you have to do is say yes." the dark figure whispered to Sleif, just as Brol shouted out the word..."FIRE!" With that, Brol launched a blast of Fira at the flint, just as everything seemed to slow down for the figure and Sleif, with the smile present on the dark being growing even more, while Sleif closed his eyes and finally spoke a single word. "....yes..."
Upon saying that, the explosion from Brol's attack occurred, swallowing a large part of the area with Sleif in its single blast, as smoke and dust, and the extremely powerful force it created spread out everywhere. After a few seconds, once the initial damage had subsided and weakened, a small series of clapping, and patting could be heard from within the dust, while small footsteps slowly walked out from within it. "Who would have thought he'd actually do it!" the deep demonic sounding voice said, as more and more of the dust began to settle, revealing more of the figure to Brol. Finally, the true form of the being revealed itself, showing that Sleif survived the devastating attack by Brol, and seemed to actually be, quite bored. Raising its arms into the air, the dark being started to stretch, like one who had just woke up would do. With his eyes slowly opening, the bright yellow eyes had completely taken open, as Sleif stared directly into Brol's even from over their distance, and smiled at him.
"I guess a thank you is in order. If it wasn't for you, and your astounding anger, I wouldn't be here right now. You have my eternal thanks." the dark voice belonging to Sleif said, resting his arm over his chest before bowing to Brol. "However......" Sleif started to say as he began to stand straight again, his smirk having fled before replacing it with quite an enraged frown. "For trying to kill Sleif and his body, I'm afraid I must reply in kin!" With that, Sleif didn't leave a single chance for Brol to react, as he instantly resummoned the incredibly long sword, before shooting straight towards Brol and swung his huge weapon so elegantly, that it took Brol's mind a few seconds to realize that both his white wings, had been effortlessly sliced off.
While Sleif's face stood directly infront of Brols, the frown still present on his face and clearly showing, that what Brol had done to the, real Sleif, from before, was going to cost him more then he could ever imagine. Suddenly striking his foot directly into Brol, Sleif sent the boy hurtling back away from him, before instantly following it up by launching his sword like a missile straight after him, with the dark boy following straight behind it.
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"General.... What is going to happen after you collect the few kids in Destiny Island... You said something of a Haven?" Lucas asked Anorgos, as both traveled through space on standby onboard the ship. "There is a haven that could be safe for them." the armored man said as he sat back in his own chair, before staring at Lucas with his dark purple eyes. "But...if you wished to know about yourself...trust when I say...that I am no stranger to balance." Anorgos said as he summoned his crystal like keyblade infront of Lucas, before raising his other hand and revealing his dark demonic second weapon to him. There are, many things in the universe one must always look out for. I understand that you and, the others who you are with, know this to be true." the leader said before causing both of his light and dark keyblades to fade away, just as he added another thing.
"However...know that while one path may provide a solution...you may in fact bring with it, a host of problems more dangerous then when you would have begun." With that, Anorgos stood up from the chair he was in, before disappearing into the small hold of the gummi ship, leaving Lucas to contemplate on what he had just said.
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Growling and screeching as Castex turned transparent infront of the Beldam, the witch like creature started to laugh, before leaping from one side of the huge spider like web to the other, screeching a loud banshee like wail while started to ripple the air infront of her, and revealing a small brief part of Castex, before it soon faded away. Smiling before leaping yet again, the huge monstrous Beldam raised her large needle like hand, suddenly causing the tips of them to show a bright green before she struck the air infront of her, slicing at Castex's side, before spinning and launching her other hand in a stabbing motion towards his stomach.
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"What should we do with him," Oceanx asked the huge Boxar, who growled in response as he watched Takash walk down the dirt path with his chainsaw. "Leave him be...for now. We'll let him do what he's here for, and then we'll take care of him, and anything else in our way." Boxar replied, his metal claws scratching the hard mountain side they were facing before crushing the gathering of rocks in his paws.
