Lex gasped for air, his muscles burning with exertion. Despite the added layer of defence, he couldn't match the assassin's strength. Lex observed Riley, his figure obscured by the swirling miasma, as he gleefully tore through Lex's illusions. "Laughable! Worried about your trinkets, yet you're utterly feeble... Your demise will be exquisite." With a lick of his lips, Riley charged at Lex. "Tck. Arc!" Lex's blade swiped through empty air as Riley's miasmic form eluded it effortlessly. Riley stood before Lex, a wicked grin plastered across his face. "Attempted that already, have you not? In this state, I can evade all your feeble strikes." "I've discerned something about your miasma," Lex stated, tightening his grip on his blade, engulfed by the swirling mist. "Pierce!" Anima surged forth, piercing through Riley's incorporeal form. "Ha! Is that all?" Riley sneered, but Lex remained composed. "While you phase, I'm untouchable. But, likewise, you can't reach me." Riley's exp
Riley greeted his doppelganger with a grin. "Finally arrived." "Let's get to it," Tyson replied, conjuring black Anima daggers. Riley's eyes widened as he realised Tyson's advancements. "You've mastered elemental animation since our last encounter." Tyson's anima surged, revealing his strengthened astral energy. "And more." Riley marvelled at his brother's progress, understanding why Lex posed a challenge. "In less than a week, you've evolved," Riley acknowledged, facing his brother. Tyson warned, "You'll lose if we fight." Riley, drained from his earlier battle with Lex, clenched his teeth. "Orders to fulfill Don't obstruct." Tyson hinted at his allegiance to the Constellars. "We're on the losing side." "I don't want to fight you," Riley confessed, though gripping his daggers. "Yet you're armed," Tyson noted, keeping his guard up. Riley questioned Tyson's abandonment. "Why leave us behind?" Tyson's heart ached at Riley's pain, but his resolve remained firm. "
"Black Guillotine!" Tyson used his strongest attack to attack Fiendlow as Lex and the Constellars watched the mad clown get encased in the explosion of the massive slash attack."Is that it?" asked Lex. "I'm afraid not, lad." The dust clears, and Fiendlow remains standing, although he suffered considerable damage from the attack. He held his shoulder as his clones gathered around him. "These are your super clones?""The boy who barely killed one of my fingers has developed this much?" Fiendlow didn't bat an eye at Tyson. He can share the same memories as his clones, so he recalls all the events that transpired with his clone that fought besides Rada Khan. "Harold," Tyson said, looking at the Dark Constellar. "Can I count on you and Jacob to take care of these clones? I want Fiendlow myself." The two Constellars nodded their heads as the four clones divided themselves and approached them. "Kisha!" Harold called out to the Sloth Constellar. "Elders Ram and Baraya are in the r
"Nissa!" Harold, who had a pair of purple Anima wings, was the first to ascend to the altar, leaving Jacob and Vex dashing forward. They set their gazes on the woman who betrayed them. "Harold..." said Edrees. He was panting heavily and looked as if he could pass out at any moment. He has taken substantial damage from the elder Constellar. "That clown went ahead and lost..." Harold's Anima combusted around him. "Don't overexert yourself, Harold. Just hand over Kisha, and I'll be on my way. Nobody has to get hurt anymore." "Are you listening to yourself talk right now? You're telling me to abandon my ally?" Jacob and Vex arrived on the scene and stood besides the Dark and Sword Constellars. Nissa chuckles. Even though Edrees was covered in cuts and bruises, she was completely unscathed. That goes to show the difference in their strengths. "You four could barely breathe normally, especially you, Vex. You were ambushed earlier and still had to fight the Valhalla clan." In tru
The people gathered around the burnt body of the Sniper Constellar as a bright golden light enveloped him. Kisha was a user of the light element and has the unique ability to heal fatal wounds."We've been at this for an hour now." Reed's impatience was evident in his tone as he folded his arm. "Are you sure he's not dead?" "Let's hope he's not dead." Tyson walked over to face Reed. "For all of your sakes."The two brothers exchanged glares and turned their gazes towards the Sniper Constellar after they heard him coughing. "Jacob!"Tyson, Harold, and Lex gathered around Kisha and the Sniper Constellar. He tried to speak, but was stopped by Kisha. "Don't... stress... yourself. Not... done."She then glances at Tyson and Lex, and the three of them nod their heads, unbeknownst to everyone around them. "Full. Burst. Heart. Pulse!" She declared as the light around Jacob grew bigger, blinding everyone around the place momentarily.The lights dimmed down, and the Sniper Constellar wa
It has been a day since the raid on the Elder's secret chambers. Elder Baraya had recovered completely thanks to Kisha using a healing pulse on him. Most parts of the chambers were ravaged, and all the ninjas that were still alive were rounded up and locked somewhere. "Let the meeting begin!" Elder Ram declares from the altar as he and Baraya look down on the Constellars, Tyson, and Kaz. "I told Lex to head to Lundar if he escapes." Tyson states. "And I've spoken with the others; I briefed them on everything that has transpired so far; they will be heading to Lundar today, leaving me and Tyson left." At first, the vagrant games were merely a way for the Nightshade clan to test their might against other clans. But as the events unfolded, they found out that one of the clans participating in the tournament was the Valhalla clan. A clan that works directly under Hudson is one of their common enemies with the Constellars. "Adacus..." Elder Ram called for the retired Constellar.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" A man's voice echoed through the bustling streets of Lundar. "You have all waited for this day ever since we were chosen to host the 47th annual Vagrant Games here in Lundar!" In the middle of the city was a broad colosseum. There is a big arena in the middle, and several thousand seats are being occupied by the minute. It was truly a sight to behold. A large microphone erected from a pole in the arena carried the voice of the commentator. "In less than a few hours, Braves and Clans from around the continent who have peered through the difficulties and concurred three of the famed zodiac crypts shall battle for the grand prise of 1 million peaks, access codes to vintage websites of the past world, and for the first time in the history of the tournament, we will be issuing a magic item. All these prizes are for the first place alone.""Hurry up, guys!" Tyson cheerfully calls out to Kaz and Lilith, who were dragging heavy loads. "Maybe we won't be so slow i
"What!" "What do you mean we can't all participate?" The Nightshade clan was currently about to register for the tournament. The woman sitting at the other side of the desk looked at them with an unfazed expression. "I'm sorry, those are the rules. A clan can have at most 5 participants for the tournament." Tyson slammed his hands on the desk. "But..." "There is no, but I'm afraid. Rules are rules. It was set this way to allow Braves that are not affiliated with clans and smaller clans to participate. The requirement is that you flash the hidden markings you get for solving the zodiac crypts.""I see." The ex-assassin finally gave up as he turned to his clanmates. He counted himself, Kaz, Ernie, Farrow, Maggie, Vladimir, and Lilith."Don't sweat it, dudes and dudettes." "Yeah, Sir Ernie said he wouldn't be participating." "Is it because of that thing?" Kaz addressed the guitarist. "Who knows?" Ernie shrugged off the question as he pocketed his hands. "That leaves six of u