Krystal Shadows hated storms. They were cold and murky, typically accompanied by frightful or depressing air.He was clothed in a crisp blue shirt and a long black coat that emphasized his tall figure. His dark navy trousers were tucked into coal-black leather boots—an ensemble typically reserved for commanders readying to charge into battle.But he was no army commander; he was an assassin on the run.He was running through the dark alleys of the megacity, dodging and weaving through the narrow thoroughfares as he tried to shake off his hunters. He could hear the sound of their steps echoing behind him, getting nearer and nearer with each passing second. He knows that he cannot ever overrun them, but he is not going to make it easy for them, either.As he turns a corner, he sees a group of ninjas waiting for him. They are dressed in black and apply a variety of deadly munitions. Krystal stops in his tracks, his heart pounding in his casket. He takes a deep breath, trying to undergir

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"Grover was panicking and sobbing while the walls kept closing in on him."I know I was a petty thief, but I never thought I'd face an end like this.".Meanwhile,Krystal appeared at the end of the portal."Huh, the portal didn't work!"It looks like the crypt would only allow Grover to pass through.Krystal clenched his fists at the thought of Grover not coming out of the portal. Self-guilt is a terrible feeling."If I hadn't taken his damn hat, he would be here right now.""You've got that right, you bastard!"A familiar voice shifted the current atmosphere."Grover!"Krystal jumped on his feet excitedly at the sight of his teammate coming out of the portal.He quickly rushed towards his partner and gave him a bear hug while sobbing."There you little demon spawn; I, the great Grover Star, have successfully raided a crypt all on my own.".He declared, recalling how he escaped from his previous predicament.A few moments earlier, Grover was being squished by the moving

It was now four days after the battle between Krystal and Vladmir. News spread far and wide across Ernia about the Brave, who defeated one of the strongest district commanders.In an isolated area not far from Hondah, an army officer was being addressed by a man. He was tall and skinny, had silver hair, and was clad in violet armor with a cape around his back. He was pacing about with his hands positioned behind him. "Soldiers, join our armies to become heroes the same way the legends of old did.""They are born to rescue, to enter hell, and to conquer on behalf of the light!!""Let the children born of the hero's heart be the champions of the weary; let them take their strength and lift the broken, for they are the ones who would lay down life and limb to do what is right!!""So take up your arms and follow me as we go to battle against the accursed artifact users!" RAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWAll the soldiers raised their weapons in unison and let out their war cry. "All hail Harijoh!"

"We can actually win this!"Krystal had his hands folded as he watched the general plop in confusion.In front of him were the countless soldiers and Kira, who were trapped by their own shadow.He dubbed this technique "Shadow Realm Prison."The inside of the shadow itself was a whole different dimension; that was why Yusaku Ona could not sense his army even after using seismic sense, an advanced Anima technique in which the user could feel the presence of everything and everyone within the radius of their Anima's aura.In this case, Yusaku Ona's seismic sense could reach well over one kilometer."We don't have much time; Grover should wrap this up."Krystal was feeling the backlash of the hundreds of soldiers trying to use their aura to escape."If it goes on like this, they'll escape in less than five minutes.".Five minutes—that was the time Grover had to deliver a finishing blow to the agitated general.'Here goes nothing.'He channeled his anima and was now mimicking a familiar m

In a dark alleyway on the streets of Harijoh, a man was standing amidst a stack of dead bodies.His eyes were blinded with rage as he saw the sword that was strapped to his waist.He then throws away the newspaper that he was holding, which depicts the image of Yusaku Ona and a crossed picture of Krystal.As the paper swayed gently in the sky, the man vanished into thin air with a single thing raging in his mind...'Stupid brother, I will avenge you'"Achoo!"Krystal and Vladmir were currently on Dragonheart and on their way to find a healer that could heal Grover. "Achoo!" Krystal was rubbing his hands together when he ended up folding his arms.He was now wearing a white scarf on his neck with his usual attire. "Captain, are you sure you're alright?" Vladmir addressed his new captain as he continued sweeping off the snow that had gathered on the Ark. "Yeah, I am f-f-f-fffine, Achoo!" Krystal was not fine; he had caught a cold the other day, and it seemed to be getting worse.