Grover lay on his side, thinking about how he had probably broken a few ribs and how tired he felt. This fight had gone on seemingly forever. He knew they could not give up. But he had to admit that he was getting tired. He looked to Vladimir, who was unmoving with his face in the dust, and did not like the silence, which was only interrupted by the heavy breathing of the guard. If there was any consolation in this situation, it was the fact that the heavy breathing was an indication that the guard himself found them a worthy challenge and was also tired.Just as they finished fighting, as they lay in the dust, they heard a mighty sound as the wall behind them cracked. Grover mustered all his energy in time to see what had made that sound, and he noticed Vladimir also tried to do that, regardless of how tired he was. Not knowing what was beyond the wall, he did not like it that the man behind it had been fighting. He was excited about whoever was coming behind it and looked at it with
As Grover and Vladimir fought with the guard, Krystal simply looked on without saying anything. Grover realized that, at that point, he was unstable and also very vulnerable. It could easily be tilted in any direction if he stayed in that trance, so even as he fought, he thought of the scheme to get them out of this situation.“Krystal! Krystal, we’re here.” He yelled, but there was no response.Seeing this, they immediately continued to fight with the man once again while they kept trying to use physics on Krystal so he would awaken.Krystal remained where he was standing and didn’t quite pay attention to them, but the man they were fighting with did not like the idea that they were trying to wake Krystal up. The man was annoyed with the way things were going. It was his fault, but there was nothing he was going to be able to do about it. He had caused it. In that moment, he thought of a number of things. The first of which was the reason why he did not call for backup as soon as he
Krystal, in getting out of his stance, quickly lunged at the man, whom he quickly identified as a member of the organization. He remembered the horrible things this particular individual had done to him in the past few hours and was not only going to pay back, but was also going to take the opportunity to punish him for his offenses against mankind.The man quickly realized that he was in a dire situation with three of them facing him, but being a typical member of the organization, it did not even occur to him that there was any other way out of this. He was possessed by the kind of pride that could not ask for mercy. He braced himself for battle and began to fight ceaselessly, even as they attacked him mercilessly on every side.Several times in the short period, they would look at each other’s faces and, without saying a word, deploy the strategy on how to teach this fellow lesson. All he knew was that he bore the brunt of this skill technique, but he did not know how they arrived,
Grover sat meditating in the house of shadows. One of the most unlikeliest places that he thought he would be at this time. Not quite surprisingly, it had been a year since their adventures with the members of the guild and the Ore organization. He smiled gently because, at least, that was something to smile about now—because those were terrible days. Days in which they lived for months on the brink of the end of all humanity, only one step away from one wrong move. Beside him, Shambala was levitating. It seemed as though both of them were communicating through telepathic means without even saying any words. Not too far away from them, Vladimir and Krystal had just finished dueling that morning, and while Vladimir had stopped to clean the perspiration from his face, Krystal, who had won the match, was feeling a bit more excited and was walking away with a smile on his face.On Krystal’s side, it seems like after everything, their lives went back to normal. But, of course, he knows th
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
""Many years ago, the world faced what has gone down in history as the most chaotic days in human existence.War ravaged, countries fell, destruction followed by every nook and cranny, all seemed lost, and people had already given up on life itself until...""A silhouette of a man in his thirties could be seen raising a longsword high in the sky before charging towards demonic-looking creatures."A hero appeared and brought an end to the chaos. Sadly, that wasn't until most of the population of the world at that time was destroyed.""He stood atop a pile of creatures as he shouted his battle cry."His final words before he vanished were""When the six authorities have bonded, Ragnarok will rise once again.""He was the first artifact user."The man disappeared.A woman was revealed to be reading from a book titled "Last Days of the Old Era" before closing it and placing it back on a shelf amidst other books.She seemed to be in a library.She was clad in red armor like a knight and ha
"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
In a dark and eerie room, three silhouettes could be seen. One of them seemed to be addressing the other two, who were on their knees. "Your brother has been spotted in Ernia; you know what to do.". "Yes father" The larger of the two spoke first, followed by the other."What if he chooses to resist?""You could take away his artifact."A devious smile could be seen on their faces as they vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving the man alone with his thoughts.'It's time you embraced your birthright, Seth'.He spoke in a cold, dark voice that had absolutely no emotion in it. "Let the hunt begin!"Vladmir shouted and charged towards Krystal with a hard knuckle, only to be met with a foot to the face. "He got him!". Grover, who was still trapped inside the spherical mass of electricity, was cheering on his partner. Krystal quickly retreated from his feet, seeing that it didn't even daze his opponent, and readied another attack, not letting the momentum go by."Shadow Bind!". He