11 10: A Warning

'First Stance: Ice Breaker Fist.' Magic gathered on the surface of his fist as he moved it forward against the taller girl, who grinned like crazy as her red hair was set ablaze by her own magic, she raised her leg to meet his fist, and the impact was explosive.

Literally!

The fire in her legs and the ice in his fists released heat and cold, freezing and heating the air around them, making said air explode due to the sheer conflict of magic. A grin slowly started to grow on Derek's face, and his eyes started to slowly glow a purple-red light as his magic enveloped both his arms - 'Blizzard!' All his magic concentrated in his palms as he slammed them against Valkiray's arms, and before she could even react, ice started to spread through her whole body. This was the technique 'Blizzard', the strongest technique of the G'halyth, a technique that quickly spread one's magic over the opponent to flash freeze them and turn them into an ice cube. This technique is dangerous because it freezes someone below zero, which can cause death!

But Valkiray's mother wasn't worried about her daughter. She spent years teaching her kid the complete opposite to the G'halyth's technique - as the ice spread faster than the blink of an eye, Valkiray's survival instincts kicked in, making her use the strongest technique of the V'klava family of Ignus descent - Phoenix's Cloack. An advanced form of the basic technique Valkiray used to counter Derek's 'Ice Breaker Fist', this technique did something similar but different.

As her whole body was getting frozen by Derek's magic, a deep crimson flame ignited in her chest, setting her whole body on fire in a single instant. The cloack of flames spread out as if feathers, tightly holding her body and doing its best to not allow the frost to take over her. "Merda..." (Shit) Cursing softly, Otto felt his finger twitching as he watched anxiously. To think Derek would go for the kill was both thrilling but also very dangerous, seeing as the mother of the girl he tried to kill was right here! But by the grin she had on her face, he could tell - She was thrilled by the fight as well. What can you do about it? It's Giant instinct to enjoy a good fight! A flash of light temporarily blinded the audience as a small explosion echoed. The sheer force of the fire magic trying to melt the ice magic was enough to create this explosive impact upon Valkiray's body. This, of course, doesn't happen naturally, seeing as fire and ice magic will not fight each other with tooth and nail - Their owners were focused on each other, which made their magics react to the same mentality, seeking to bring their opponent down.

"Caralho!" (Oh fuck!) Excited, his beloved wife screamed - Ah, he remembers how much he loves each time she curses or gets excited by people fighting. What? She likes a good fight, too, even if the one fighting is her own child. "Acerta a barriga, Derek! A barriga!" (Hit her stomach, Derek! Her stomach!) Shouting instructions to her son, she missed the soft look her husband gave her.

Indeed, Derek went for the belly, his magic stretched out as ice carved a long staff of pale blue magical ice. It was so cold that the air around it started to show frost! Red veins started flowing through his body. His eyes glowed red as he puffed and huffed, his breath visible due to the cold. He stared ahead as he concentrated - He spent years perfecting his control over his anger, he can keep his skill [Cursed Anger] active for about five minutes before his control starts to slip, but to have an increase of 50% on all of his physical aspects was something incredible. His muscles visibly bulged out in a pop, his hair and nails grew a little as his already high body cell production and replication got faster, not only accelerating his regenerative abilities but also his keratin production too, making his hair grow longer. Also, his nails and teeth got stronger as well.

Thankfully, he can cut his nails and hair!

'Snowstorm Strikes.' In a blur, his body moved. In quick succession, several attacks hit Valkiray's flaming body, and each impact spread out his magic in her skin, making her feel pain as he aimed for weak points in her defense. Her anger raised as well. Her flames burn brighter and hotter, making Derek grin widely as he felt excitement as he fought a strong opponent.

It's in his blood, after all. Let's take a look at the martial art he spent years perfecting?

[Ice Giant's Combat Arts (S)]

Description: Believed to be a martial art passed down by a Titan to its offspring, this martial art used to be much deadlier and more dangerous than its diluted and weakened counterpart which is the Ice Giant's Combat Arts. Consisting of 9 stances, each stance can be considered a whole different martial art in itself!

1: Ice Breaker Fist (Brute Force Combat Technique) [Proficiency: S]

2: Snow Steps (Soundless Movement Technique) [Proficiency: S]

3: Hail Gheist (Dodging Technique) [Proficiency: S]

4: Mountain Hold (Defensive Technique, Immobile) [Proficiency: S]

5: Avalanche (Aggressive Movement Technique) [Proficiency: S]

6: Snowflake (Soft and Deceiving, Dexterous Offensive Technique) [Proficiency: S]

7: Snowstorm Strikes (Offensive Technique, Quick Attacks) [Proficiency: S]

8: Snowball (Defensive Technique, Mobile, Unstoppable Charge) [Proficiency: S]

9: Blizzard (Magical Offensive Technique, Explosive Impact) [Proficiency: S]

'I should finish it quickly.' Derek's magic pulled his body forward as he stepped into the blazing heat of Valkiray's Phoenix Cloak, his own magic gathering the deep frost of his blood and pushing it outwards as he used Avalanche, the sheer force he was producing with his magic pushing him forward created enough kinetic energy for his attack to hit- "Eu acho que isso é o suficiente." (I think that's enough.) A simple, calm voice raised above the excited ruckus of many Giants and their families, as Derek felt his attack simply hit an unbreakable wall. By the surprised look on both Valkiray and her mother's eyes, they did not expect this - the barrier was slightly cracked, making the caster of said magical barrier to feel impressed as they praised Derek: "Caralho, você é forte pra um pirralho." (Damn, you're really strong for a little brat). Only then did they see someone approach from the back of many guests.

Immediately, Derek recognized the annoying voice and the annoying face that accompanied said voice - It was his uncle from his mother side.

"Feliz aniversário pirralho." (Happy birthday brat) His name is Andro Ahote Oriundo, a Pai de Santo (Father of Saints) and a professional Shielder. With the rapid progress being made by brilliant minds thanks to the alliances made by many countries, the secrets each nation had needed to be buried harder beneath greater and more intricate defenses, which is why a lot of resources were put by the English Speaking Alliance (ESA), South Light (SL), and African Pride (AP) to develop said defenses. This is how the job of a Shielder was born! They are called many names by different nations, but Shielder is the common term - regardless, his uncle was mainly focused on using a very powerful defensive magic, capable of stopping dragons, giants, and monsters from many other dimensions. "Eu te trouxe um presentimho." (I brought you a little gift) Regardless, his uncle was... a rather laid back and slightly annoying man who appeared randomly into his mother's life to ask for favors or simply annoy her.

Seeing as her brother literally worked for their worst enemy and the one who they're actively in a "cold war" against- the MACUSA, the North American Wizarding Government.

"Andro, oque você quer dessa vez?" (Andro, what do you want this time?) Alessandra sighed softly to herself as her excitement died down. The other guests also slowly lost their excitement as Andro spread out his arms and, in a cheerful voice, said: "Irmã~" (Sister~) as he went for the hug, and she successfully dodged out of the way. "Nossa que fria..." (Wow, so cold...) Dramatically, Andro turned around and looked at his nieces, who visibly turned away from him, so he turned to Otto, who stared at him with raised eyebrows but hostility barely hidden. "Okay, eu vim aqui só pra avisar que seu filho- Aquele ali -tá em perigo viu, os gringos querem usar ele como peão pra ameaçar vocês." (Okay, I just came here to warn you that your son - That one - is in danger see, the gringos want to use him as a pawn to threaten you guys.) The moment these words left his mouth, everyone around - After all, they were all South Light and their allies - either gasped or sighed.

Things are getting more complicated.

-Author Notes-

So, it seems I have neglected this fic... It's okay, i haven't actually dropped it, I was writing something else and completely forgot I had this fic in the first place. It happens, right?

Anyway, you can read what I have been writing on Scribblehubs - Root Maker: Tree Cultivation.

Yes, I have been writing a Cultivation Novel, i will soon add it to Webnovel too.