Emperor's Reckoning

"Sylviana, you..." Ayumu could only mutter her mouth as she watched Sylviana fell down while slowly letting the gravity had its way with her head and pointed down. Her long silver hair was fluttering as the latter slightly closed her eyes.

She felt nothing against the gunning wind that shot her eardrums as she fell. With every cry of Lyon's pain, her heart thumped harder than before. With every wail of Lyon's pain, the veins inside her body slowly pumped.

She opened her right hand as black lightning accompanied her entire right arm but she felt no pain or sort. Her hair gradually turned black and a lot darker than the gorge she was heading.

Ayumu who looked at the transformation was speechless. She would have never thought she would go head first and the coiling black sparks surrounding her figure sent a nostalgic sharp pain on her skin. 

"Crap! I better hold on to something!" said Ayumu who realized what's going to happen next based on her previous experience.

Sylviana's lips slightly muttered, "Gung..."

*Spark!

Her lips immediately stretched out as they pointed upward before a long black spear formed after an instant blast of thunder on her palm. 

"Nir!"

She grabbed the long spear with one hand before she stretched the spear downward. Using the point of the spear as the center of a single rotation, she spun vertically downward. 

"Hahaha! What's wrong young man? You don't look so good!"

The figure laughed its heart out before it suddenly stopped abruptly.

"Heh," despite the blood that was running out of his mouth, Lyon glanced back at the shadow of rotten flesh with a smirk on his face. 

"What's wrong? Words stuck inside your throat? Does your rotten flesh could still pick up something?"

"Hahaha! Talk big while you can!"

The rotten fist went to Lyon's face but the latter smirked as he watched those hideous knuckles coming for him. The humidity in the air suddenly changed as everyone in the gorge heard a loud spark coming down from above. 

"What?!"

The moment the figure that was hiding in the shadows heard the cry from heaven, it was all too late for him to react. Time seemed to almost freeze as it saw a black spear, sharper than a blade, was about to penetrate through the arm that was going to disfigured Lyon's face.

"LYON!"

*SPLURT!

The arm felt like air as the black spear penetrated through and effectively cutting it off from the main body before going straight to the very base of the ground. 

The land immediately trembled as Ayumu lost her balance before she heard the familiar cry of a dragon she narrowly dodged before. 

"Here it comes!"

Her goosebumps rose as a giant black dragon rose from the gorge climbing the air towards the sky of heaven. She could feel her blood rushing inside her body, the very soul of Garuda was challenged. She couldn't help but feel the excitement and respect as she saw the black dragon swimming above her.

Lyon smirked as he casually crossed his arms seeing the woman in front of him hanging by the spear reversely with one hand as her eyes glanced at him, not with a glare but an unbound excitement. He saw how Sylviana's core tensed with only using one hand to hold her balance.

"You are as careless as ever, by that looks of yours, I bet you want a rematch, huh?"

Lyon smiled before he heard a plop. The rotten arm was brutally ripped apart by the end of the spear and it was burnt right where it was in midair. 

Sylviana grinned before the figure under the shadow started to speak.

"Another guest! Ah, today is the fated day that I would be released from this wretched curse of mine! However, I don't know your name, lass, what is your—"

The figure opened its eyes wide before a single dimensional point was heading its way. However, the point of the spear was too slow for him to just stand around. 

*Swoosh!

"Feisty! I bet that you are also special!"

"Ig... nite!" Sylviana whispered before Lyon muttered, "Ah shit."

"Hehe, what are you trying to do lass?"

*Spark!

"Huh?" the figure turned around as it heard a spark coming out of the spear before its entire body was zapped along with the whole gorge.

"WAAAA!!"

The figure wailed in pain but unbeknownst to the others, it was actually smiling. (This feeling of pain, ah... this is living, how I miss you so!) thought the being as its rotten body started to crumble like ash.

"Now's our chance, Young Emperor! Kaiju! Go!"

The woman with purple lips shouted using her floating eyeball that observed the gorge. 

Lyon nodded before he grabbed Sylviana by the wrist, "Tch!" He could feel some naughty spark coiling around his hand, zapping his pain receptors. 

"You need to handle yourself better or we won't have a rematch."

"Boo..."

Lyon was surprised to see her responded to his remark. The former then smiled before he pulled her with his jump. From walls to walls Lyon slowly made his way up in an attempt to leave the deep abyss gorge and its rotten owner to its death.

"Tch!"

Kaiju whose arms started to heal on their own, looked at the two of them jumping around like kids. He gritted his teeth before turning his glance against the rotten figure who was slowly crumbling. His eyes stared in disbelief as he could make out a smile with the little lightning the gorge had left. His instinct rushed in and told his body to move and leave the place as fast as possible. He squatted down before he jumped as high as he could.

"Good... now then."

The purple lady smirked before she wrote her spell in the air then chanted.

"Divine Spell: Hell Blaze!"

Magic brand appeared with a zing right above the gorge just as soon as Lyon hanging on the cliff.

"Woah lady, you should try to be more patient," said Lyon with a pant. The condition of his body was not optimal since he had received heavy blows directly from the rotten figure. He took a glance at the woman she was holding only for him to creased his eyebrows (No wonder you were heavy).

Sylviana was sleeping with her hair had returned to silver. (It looks like you pushed yourself for that transformation, huh) thought Lyon with a smile. 

"Kuh!"

Lyon smirked as he saw another person hanging on the same cliff.

"You were lucky!"

"Yeah sure."

Lyon didn't give a damn about the guy but before the latter could rebuke and spite words the magic brand that was the color of a rainbow sent a blaze of fire to the ground with no mercy. The fire reflected in Lyon's eyes was like hell descending down. He shook his head before turning around and pulled himself up along with the sleeping beauty.

Lyon let go of her arm before he peeked below, it had nothing but black smoke. The rotten figure surely had been burn even its ashes.

"Phew..."

The lady with purple lips let out a sigh of relief before the eyeball turned around and said with her voice, "How about we take a break first and continue our fight tomorrow? I think that would be fair no?"

Lyon creased his eyebrows before Kaiju suddenly said, "And let you have all the advantages? I don't think so."

(This pattern...) Lyon was shrouded with ominous feeling before a large hideous shadow stood up towering right behind Kaiju. The latter opened his eyes wide before slowly turning around.

"Shit! Run!" shouted Lyon as he quickly grabbed the unconscious Sylviana by the arm. 

"What, what the hell is that?" shouted Ayumu as her legs trembling. Suddenly a vortex appeared behind her and sucked her out to her disbelief.

Lyon didn't have time to contemplate what's happening to Ayumu as he carried Sylviana out of this place. 

However, before he could even take a single leap forward. A figure suddenly hit him behind his head and made him lose balance before falling to the ground. The huge shadow crept up before it grabbed Sylviana's ankle and pulled her in.

"Body! Body! Hurry!"

The pull was getting stronger but Lyon was holding Sylviana by the wrist with his other hand clawing the ground.

"You really are stubborn," said Kaiju with a smirk on his face before Lyon looked at his face in disbelief.

"Hahaha, that's the kind of look I've been waiting for!" Kaiju swung his foot against Lyon's defenseless elbow before snapping it in a gory way.

"Hahahaha! Guh!" Kaiju's body was immediately stunned. It was as if his blood flow stopped working, his heart stopped pumping. His pupils slowly glanced at the young man who was still holding the silver-haired girl by the wrist with his broken arm.

"Kh!"

His goosebumps rose as he saw those eyes that were glaring straight against his death. The massive killing intent that was erupted almost froze even the time itself. Unbeknownst to him, his body was slowly dragged by the vortex behind him.