6•29× ; Dark spirit - Hades

A behemoth shadow and a petite girl collided.

The impact created sparks, reaching a stalemate. But in the next second, the shadow extended its other hand, making the girl back off.

(Bitch, last time I made a mistake by sparing your life in our ranking battle of life and death. But, this time, I won't repeat the same mistake. I will ensure that you and that bastard are buried in this nightmarish room for eternity.)

(Hahahahaha! This could also serve as a perfect excuse for both of your disappearance. But then again, not like anyone would care about your deaths in this place more cruel than hell.) Sitting on the shoulders of the dark shadow, Hyde wildly mocked.

After relishing the feeling of being in complete control of the situation, his attention shifted back to the battle. He extended his hand and directed his contracted astral spirit, (Hades, let's commence the dance of hell - Hell Grasp!)

[Initiating the source - Elemental core of Dread... Commanding the primary contracted spirit by utilizing the User's Awakened classification - Dread Sovereign... Unleashing the skill - Hell's Grasp]

After stepping back, Leena steadied herself, preparing for another direct confrontation. Suddenly, a weave of tentacles extended towards her, menacingly aiming to crush her petite body.

As the tentacles drew closer, they divided in the middle, encircling Leena from various angles, blocking off any potential escape routes.

Left with no alternative, Leena raised her blade lance, vocalizing, (Activate... Windblades!)

[Initiating the source - True Wind... Activating the user's primary ability - Windblades.]

A cluster of ethereal emerald blades materialized all around Leena, with swirling wind manifested at the tips of these spectral blades.

As she brandished her blade lance, the dark tentacles and emerald blades clashed.

BOOM~

Shockwaves rippled out, rebounding the users.

At the epicenter of the clash, the aggressive tentacles and agile blades cancelled each other, demonstrating that the power output of both skills was roughly equal. Ultimately, only the one with the most effective nature could come out on top.

Unfortunately, both abilities exhausted themselves, neutralizing each other. This proved that, even in terms of effectiveness, both elemental forces were evenly on par.

(What?!) A shocked voice of Hyde reverberated in the aftermath of the collision.

He was shocked because, last time they battled, the girl who ignorantly challenged him couldn't even defend against his contracted spirit's ordinary skill. Yet now, not only did she withstand Hades in a stalemate through direct confrontation, she even cancelled one of its go-to skills.

(Kukuku. It seems I underestimated you, bitch. You've improved from the last time. Let me guess, is it because of this bastard, right? You know what, for some strange reason, whenever I see you and that bastard together in the past, it causes me to be sick to the stomach,) Hyde uttered frustratedly, clutching his stomach after his initial shock..

(But now I partially understand the cause. Maybe due to its high grade, instinctively, my astral spirit might have sensed the inevitable deadly confrontation of this day. So, you could only blame that bastard lover of yours for resulting in both of your untimely demise,) Hyde further added, stating it as a matter of fact

Regrettably, Leena didn't respond to his provocations, neither did the apparent spectator - Royale.

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[Leena's pov]

But, upon closer inspection, one could perceive a ridiculing glint in the depths of her emotionless green eyes.

[Does this fool still believe that things are going according to his expectations? Looking back, it's quite laughable that I lost to such a conceited fool,] Leena thought self-mockingly.

But then again, she re-analyzed her thoughts. [Yet, I can't deny his strength. Even though he is brainless, he has the talent to justify his previous top-ranked position. Especially that spirit! Rumors described it as a high-grade rare darkness spirit. However...]

As her thoughts stalled, subsequently, her pupils briefly took in the still shackled figure of Royale - her final respite.

Feeling her gaze, Royale met her eyes, silently reassuring her to stick to their pre-planned strategy. In that moment, Leena's lips curved into a smile as she found her resolve. [However, didn't he show me by defeating the one who defeated me? As long as one has sufficient determination, anything can be overcomed.]

Consequently, the faded windblades returned, her voice resuming her battle of vengeance, (Windblades - Arc Strikes).

[Re-activating the user's primary ability - windblades... Unleashing the ability's initial form - Arc Strikes].

At her gesture, the hundreds of windblades struck, catching the complacent Hyde off guard.

***📛***

In the meantime, in the core of the island, at the personal space of the mad scientist, a blue screen displayed the ongoing charade in the room of extreme limits.

Facing it, the hunched madman had been interestingly watching this show for a while (kekeke. It's good that I deactivated the safety protocols. Otherwise, things wouldn't have gotten this interesting), he languidly muttered.

(My experiment #666666, callous, that boy is right. My most perfect subject yet shouldn't be bound by mortal disadvantages. Perhaps, this incident might help you understand that. So, forgive this old bones for putting you through this, but don't worry, everything this old bones do is for the betterment of yourself. Furthermore, this trial might remove more of your flaws and further perfect the emotional aspect, which even this great genius wasn't able to comprehend.) If those who knew the past mad scientist could hear his words now, they might question their own knowledge of this enigmatic figure, who was called the greatest intellectual genius in history.

Yet, this so-called greatest genius is lamenting about his only one weakness - his non-existent empathy. Which has been the sole cause behind the failures of his past live subjects.

If only he grasped the truth sooner, perhaps, his ultimate project would have come to fruition by now.

Sigh!

At his lamentable thoughts, the mad scientist sighed for the umpteenth time due to this particular matter.

Nevertheless, his focus gradually returned to the screen, but this time the image displayed on the screen was that of the suspended Royale.

As the madman observed the potential vessel for his ultimate creation, an amusing thought crossed his mind. (Yet why does my intuition keep telling me that things are not what they seem? If I recall correctly, not long ago, I kinda sensed a ripple in the space-and-time fabric. Is it connected to this boy? Probably, I suppose. Interesting, very interesting. Things are truly becomeing fascinating. My subject #666666, I am looking forward to the stunts you might pull in the future~) 💯