5 Chapter 5 : Mirajane!

Kyros distributed 100 attribute points.

He allocated 80 points to enhance his regal demeanor, 15 points to bolster his intimidating aura in combat, and reserved 5 points to amplify his aura of wisdom.

Upon realizing he had traversed into the world of Fairy Tail, Kyros revised his allocation strategy accordingly, intending to adhere to this distribution for the time being.

This allocation increased Kyros's proficiency in Kaido's unique physique by another 1%, pushing his fusion rate to over 3%.

The augmentation of his physique bestowed upon him a formidable power within his compact frame, a sensation that Kyros found immensely satisfying.

Just then, a girl's voice broke the silence behind Kyros.

"Hey! You're Kyros, right?"

Turning around, Kyros laid eyes on a girl with long silver hair standing before him.

She wore a purple vest and skirt, her hair adorned with a purple bow, atop which perched a small skull-like ornament. Around her neck, a narrow collar resembled a belt, and despite her cute face, a fierce expression adorned it.

Instantly recognizing the girl, Kyros identified her as Mirajane, the future poster girl of Fairy Tail, known for her beauty and charm.

However, Mirajane appeared different from her gentler, younger self. She exuded an air of rebellion.

"How dare you! You made me faint!"

"Uh... I apologize, I didn't mean to."

"Don't make excuses! Come and face me in a duel. I want to show you who the strongest mage in Fairy Tail is."

Mirajane seethed with indignation. She hadn't even unleashed her magic yet, and already she found herself incapacitated.

Ordinarily, she vied with Erza for the title of the guild's strongest mage, but a newcomer had effortlessly bested everyone with a single move. To Mirajane's dismay, this newcomer, Kyros, was of the same age as her.

"Mirajane's challenging Kyros?"

"Mirajane's as bold as ever! She's challenging him right after what happened!"

Kyros raised a hand, attempting to diffuse the tension. "Perhaps it's best not to. I don't engage in combat with girls."

Mirajane glared at Kyros's words. "So, you think girls are weak?!"

Nothing irked her more than boys who underestimated girls. They often lacked the prowess to back up their bravado. Besides Uncle Gildarts, the only formidable male mage in the guild was Laxus.

Laxus, a few years Mirajane's senior, led her to believe that if she were his age, she would undoubtedly surpass him. Yet, Kyros, her contemporary, presented a challenge she couldn't ignore.

Erza, too, directed her attention towards Kyros. Though she, too, had been knocked out earlier, she was the first to recover. While she harbored a desire to test Kyros's mettle, she felt continuous challenges to a new member of the guild weren't conducive to a welcoming atmosphere.

Furthermore, she couldn't deny the fact that she had fainted earlier, irrespective of her readiness. She resolved to challenge Kyros at a more opportune moment.

"I don't underestimate girls, but my control over my powers is still lacking. I'm afraid..." Kyros trailed off.

He had just assimilated another 1% of Kaido's physique, increasing his bodily strength by nearly a third. His body was constantly poised for action, requiring careful control for a period of time.

"Are you afraid of punching me to death too?" Mirajane's gaze turned even more ominous.

"Um... um!" Kyros hesitated for a moment, then earnestly nodded.

The entire guild was stunned by this young man's audacious remarks.

Macao couldn't tolerate Kyros's words, let alone Mirajane, who was already quite irritable.

Already seething with anger, Mirajane erupted upon seeing Kyros's nod, regardless of the guild's presence.

"Embrace the Soul of Satan with your entire being!"

Mirajane bellowed, her body surging with potent magical energy as she transformed into the Satan Soul form.

With dark magic coalescing around her fist, Mirajane struck Kyros squarely in the face.

"Not good!" Makarov attempted to intervene immediately upon witnessing the situation.

Instinctively sensing the danger, Kyros reacted swiftly.

Swish!

His fist covered in Armament Haki meets Mirajane's strike head-on.

"Boom!!!"

The clash of their fists resounded throughout the guild.

"Ugh!!"

Mirajane cried out as she was sent flying.

"Boom!!!"

Mirajane crashed through the wall, leaving a gaping hole in her wake.

The guild members watched in wide-eyed disbelief at the sudden turn of events.

"Damn it!" Kyros's expression shifted. He lacked the seasoned expertise to regulate the intensity of his blows. His reaction was purely instinctive, neither calculated nor deliberate.

Just as Kyros fretted over the consequences, Mirajane rebounded, seemingly unscathed.

Swish!

Mirajane dispelled her transformation, her punching arm trembling, clearly injured and unable to lift.

"Elder sister!"

"Sister Mirajane! Are you alright?"