Bahukatsu Dojo, Mountain Sheng, Cheena *** It was an utter acceptance that the Demon had to cope, that he could not defeat Master Jade in a fair fight. But with his full demonic power, the demon was sure that Jade would stand a tremendous chance of succeeding in a fight against her. It was the fifth day, he counted as he entered again the training hall. Dreygo would face another seemingly unending embarrassment. But this time, he was permitted to use his death sword. A weapon that could provide him a significant advantage against the scornful thought of the superior skilled master Jade. This was his final test and for the past few days, he was able to relish the learnings conveyed from the beautiful master. The use of ninja stars, kunais, smoke bombs, kyoketsu shoge – made up of a long chain and a knife at the end of it, and much more were taught and tested in a one-on-one fight with the charming master Jade. Even with difficulty, Dreygo coped with the basic use of weapons especial

Tsi Luen, Cheena, Earth *** Heading out of the Dojo saddened Dreygo and his comrades. The invaluable knowledge now sat inside their heads that the Masters had bestowed upon them, expectedly would make the demon a better fighter. Even though the thought of not winning against both masters had led Dreygo, not to his disappointment but a fruitful experience that he had failed to learn for countless years, in hell and his stint on Earth. The wisdom that Master Yamoto possessed had kept the Dojo on its utmost upkeep and produced disciplined fighters for the good of many. The one thing that Yamoto regretted was his student, the Zi Lok clan leader. Not only that he had produced bad fruit, but a fruit that scorned the Earth with death and suffering. Providing innocent lives undeserving of the wrath that Zi Lok had delivered. Master Yamoto had his utmost support to eliminate Belrag with his syndicate scums just to cleanse the slowly corrupted City of Tsi Luen from the grasp of the wretched

Zi Lok Fortress, Tsi Luen, Cheena, Earth *** The beautiful Zen garden that mantled the Fortress’ front yard was now strewn with dead bodies of the demon thugs that previously heaved the place. The Bahukatsu ninjas were standing before the dead Zi Lok goons. They were all staring at the majestic courtyard house, unexpectedly silent. As if to rush an attack would be a trap. The ninja assassins of Belrag were assumed to be present inside the Courtyard house as the Demon Lord planned for defense or an escape route. Dreygo sauntered along the cobbled paths of the Zen garden and towards the stairs connected to the large sliding Japanese-designed doors of the Courtyard house. The only sounds audible momentarily were his steps, the cold mountain breeze, and the water dripping at the automated miniature waterfall that made the Koi pond alive. This was the moment he has been waiting for. To kill another Demon Lord. But he was not sure if he was ready to face him without help from angels. Th

Zi Lok Fortress, Tsi Luen, Cheena, Earth *** The Demon Lord hung about against the wall with the Death Sword still plunged through his chest. The grotesque form of a lifeless body had spoken, with the mocking face it wore. "You missed my head, Dreygo. You know that, right? The way to truly kill us is by severing our brains." Belrag chuckled. He slowly dislodged the two Kunais from his forehead and dropped them on the floor. The sounds of those metallic weapons clanged against the wooden floor. Belrag pushed himself away from the wall but the sword still lodged through his chest. Everybody was silent, looking at Belrag. The surprise was written on their faces. "I like this sword. What is its death count? A million?" Belrag said as he pulled the sword out from his chest. Blood continued to flow together with the sword, he was spluttering in the process. The horrendous scenery made other ninjas rose their food up to their mouths. "I won't make that same mistake again," Dreygo said

Zi Lok Fortress, Tsi Luen *** “Here I come. I will attack your most vulnerable.” Belrag mused with a face grimaced in immense pain. “I am not used to this human body.” He continued, coughing blood. “My most vulnerable? I have not found it yet.” Dreygo said. “Really? Well, think again.” Belrag responded. The Demon Lord was still regaining from the damage he took from his hip. His blood still spluttering from his mouth as well as from his open wound. Then he lifted his sword forward, pointing to the Death Harbinger. The fire had started to engulf his body, creeping like snakes. As the flames passed on portions of his body, it vanished. He started to use his invisibility again. “Another coward move, Belrag.” Dreygo laughed softly. "Cowardice is neglecting who you really are and having nothing to do with it but fighting against it. You are a Demon, a Death Harbinger and you are fighting on the wrong side. You are the coward one!” “Your mind is crazy as it is corrupted. There is