Genesis: Freed.

Chapter 11:

Claython was devastated , the dying screams heard as murmurs in the distance while the professionals were with the enemy in the vicinity of one of the government buildings. Both men fought in unison and in complete silence; it was as if they spoke to each other telepathically because they knew when to defend themselves, attack and even intervene when one needed it, meanwhile the resplendent magicians attacked with all their power by passing their lighting to their hands as if they were light gloves that broke the shields of light of the highest.

The dragon would create a sphere of fire when he saw that the Magian had thrown a punch with his right hand to be able to attack him right in the chest, causing his distance to increase considerably, the dark-haired man would turn to see the investigator and notice his fatigue.

The elder was sweating due to the effort, his armor was cracked and his abilities were reaching the limit, without forgetting that his wounds were getting worse with each movement he made.

"I can take care of this, you need to rest your magic, Draven . " —

“I haven't reached my limit yet, not yet. We have to figure out how to remove it with one move. —

"In that case I'll use that ace up my sleeve." —

"You're insane if you think I'm going to allow that." —

—There is no other…. —

They both looked at each other with mutual disagreement and then saw how that enemy who had been a problem for them came out of the rubble. Clemente would accumulate all of his remaining power to use his ultimate strategy, his true form.

The older man's eyes shone with such intensity that not even the dim light in the place overshadowed such brightness, the horns would become larger and darker letting out a light black smoke; his teeth began to grow more until they were pointed, his height and body increased and he grew stronger until he looked creepy with those huge dark wings. He looked imposing, terrifying and very powerful, making Draven look less dangerous and a little smaller because he reached the dragon's chest with that colossal transformation.

The Magians , seeing that phase of the dragon and seeing how cocky he looked, would start laughing out loud because he had never imagined that they would use that ability to try to defeat him. The Magian 's bluish eyes were directed towards the dragon showing an extreme repudiation towards him.

"Do you think you can beat me with that?" I am a cursed Magian , a Magian who has the knowledge to kill even the Dragons of Death. —

Both his hands and his eyes began to shine so much that he ended up dazzling the minister and the investigator, causing them to cover their eyes with their forearms and taking advantage of the situation, that brightness would take the form of a cannon surrounded by pentagrams that pointed at both.

That light dimmed after completing the gigantic figure in the sky, revealing a man prostrated on a mountain of rubble and with a powerful ruby-red weapon above him. The clouds in the sky had turned gray after the start of the incident but due to the power of two beings with power just at that moment it turned that gray color into a reddish purple color.

The professionals were struck down by the similar weapon of the enemy while the opponent did not hesitate to attack letting that blast of light escape in the direction of their enemies. Clemente would counterattack with an intense purple fire that he let escape from his dangerous jaws but not even that would help him stop that missile of light, Draven would create a shield of light which would be destroyed upon impact causing serious damage to both men.

Meanwhile, a masked man would arrive on the scene seeing how the two professionals were knocked down before such an attack, he watched as the Magians went after them between incessant laughter.

—I warned them… hahaha , that they couldn't beat me. I AM THE MOST POWERFUL BEING. — Exclaimed the eldest with that laugh full of pleasure and glory.

- sure? An impostor and manly voice resounded.

-That voice…. — The Magian muttered between cold sweats.

"Are you sure you are the strongest, Eskel Rue?" Because I remember that you were and will be much lower than me…. — That fake voice resounded but this time closer to the opposite.

The eyes of that Magian no longer showed the pride that he showed to those men who lay on the ground, now he showed fear until he began to shiver. His instinct told him not to turn around but feeling him so close made him move away quickly and turn to see him. It was a male figure, tall and dressed in black, there was nothing to reveal his identity or skin color, his face was covered by a motorcycle helmet and his hands by black leather gloves.

“Y-You….you should be dead…..I looked…..I witnessed it…..you shouldn't be alive. — Claimed the frightened Eskel incredulously .

"Are you surprised that he's alive?" I should react like you because of your actions. —

—EVERY PLAN HAS A COST, THOSE LIVES WERE NECESSARY. —

—374 dead Genisians , 128 dead humans, 103 dead mestizos, that gives a total of 605 dead people, that's without counting the men of the Damocles organization that were 87 men killed and 37 wounded. That comes to 692 people killed, 37 wounded and a single 134-man medical squad. —

“A great price for not being rejected. —

—A Genisian told me that I was very good to him because I saved him twice and you come and kill 692 people for a rejection that you suffered all your life. That young Genisian I saved has more will not to fall into the void than you do, Eskel , how disappointing. You disappoint me Rue. — Said that mysterious person with a surly and hoarse voice.

Eskel, annoyed by what was said, decides to attack him with the same attack as before, to which the masked man defends himself with the palm of his hand, creating a division in the middle of that burst of light.

—What a disappointment, I expected you to harm me like those men but I see that you are worse than failure itself. —

Eskel yelled in desperation before being interrupted by a shot to the head.

"Don't curse me, I never offended you like that." He said with an Andean and icy voice as he lowered the gun.

The masked man observed Eskel 's inert body and then saw the professionals, both were seriously injured, unlike the dragon, his wounds could heal quickly since his real form protected him while the other would take time to heal. He would continue to watch silently until he noticed how the researcher slowly opened his eyes.

—Y…You…. whose….? The investigator muttered.

"I'm just passing through... The masked man answered dryly.

Draven hearing the answer would end up becoming unconscious, the mysterious person was going to approach him because he could notice that his face was cracked but he could not do it because the Tangers squadron alarms were coming so he had to withdraw. In the distance he could see how they began to mobilize and among them a blond man would introduce himself, the intrigue felt by that mysterious man was answered and without further ado he left.

Upon arriving at the stage, Darrin would mobilize his troops when out of nowhere he feels a heavy look on his neck, to which he decides to turn to a building to see nothing, he was intrigued and without paying attention, he would guide his gaze to his squad who had found the two professionals shot down.

—Insure them well, give them the best deal. The rest search for survivors and get them to safety. Darrin ordered with a serious tone.

Sir, we have found the Magians responsible. A guard said as he approached.

“Put him under arrest. —

'Sir, the enemy has been neutralized by a shell to the head. —

- How is that possible? None of the previous guards had weapons nor did the investigator and minister need a weapon. —

"We'll run tests, until then proceed to deal with this problem, sir." —

“Yes, stick with the main thing, keeping the survivors safe. —

On the other hand, at Winter's house. The masked man would enter through the window of Winter's office and then take off his helmet, from which slightly curly albino hair would come out, accompanied by a look of disparate colors.

"Well, matter settled. Let's see how the school principal resolves the Claython situation . I hope I am not disappointed. Winter said as she looked at the helmet.