The night sky over Yorkdale glowed red with neon and the fires of burning cars. Streets were torn apart by chaos — two gangs colliding like thunder. The Kogane Dragons, led by Bia, swept through with precision and ferocity, their dragon-embroidered jackets blazing in the light of shattered streetlamps. The Yorkdale Destroyers fought back with ruthless discipline, but even they were being pushed back, inch by inch.
Soon, the air became thick with tension. Both sides paused as a challenge rang out:
"Commander vs Commander! Let the strongest decide!"
All eyes turned as two women stepped forward.
Reina Kurogami walked calmly onto the battlefield, her black coat glowing faintly with golden embers. Her golden eyes burned with overwhelming aura — her reputation undeniable. She had never lost a duel in her decade as leader of the Destroyers.
Across from her, Bia emerged from the Dragons' ranks. Her black-and-red hair flowed like a banner of war, divine dragon tattoos alive with power. Even standing still, the sheer pressure of her presence cracked the pavement beneath her feet.
The crowd of gang members went silent.
For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath.
The two titans locked eyes.
Reina smirked.
"Another pretender, then? You'll burn in the Black Flame."
Bia tilted her head, crimson gaze calm yet piercing.
"I don't need to burn you, Reina. I'll simply show you what true strength is."
Inside their gazes, something sparked — a violent recognition and a deeper emotion neither of them expected.
Not hatred.
Not rivalry.
But the start of respect.
A fire meeting another fire.
Two queens recognizing each other across the battlefield.
The instant the battle began, Reina moved first — her aura flaring as she unleashed Flickering Shadow Step, appearing in front of Bia with a blazing Ember Fang Kick.
Bia caught the kick on her forearm — the ground splitting under the pressure — but her expression never changed.
Reina unleashed a storm of strikes, her Tai Chi and Taekwondo blending into a flawless storm of black-gold flames. Each kick cracked like thunder, each redirect flowing like a deadly tide.
But Bia… simply absorbed it.
Every blow Reina gave her was caught, countered, or shrugged off as though she were fighting a living mountain.
And yet…
As Bia parried each strike, as Reina pushed herself harder, something ancient stirred between them.
Bia thought:
This woman… her spirit is incredible.
Her fire refuses to bow, even to me.
Reina thought:
This strength… this is the first person I've fought who makes me feel alive.
Their eyes met mid-strike — and in that flicker of a moment, both women understood something profound:
They weren't enemies.
They were reflections of each other.
Finally, Bia spoke, her tone almost disappointed but tinged with admiration:
"You're strong. But you're holding on to human limits."
With that, she released her power.
Her tattoos glowed crimson-black as her aura erupted — the divine force of a goddess.
The ground caved in beneath her feet, pipes bursting from sheer pressure.
Reina felt it — a divine weight that pushed against her bones, crushing, suffocating, beautiful in its brutality.
Bia moved with sudden, terrifying speed. She caught Reina's next strike mid-motion, twisted, and hurled her through the side of a car with such force the frame bent inward.
Reina spat blood, but her eyes were blazing with exhilaration.
So this is her full power… Amazing.
Before Reina could recover, Bia blurred forward again, her fists moving in a flurry of strikes — each punch carrying the weight of collapsing buildings.
Reina tried her Black Flame Redirect, tried to twist the goddess's force against her…
But it was useless.
Bia's strength was too absolute.
One final blow — Bia's open palm struck Reina square in the chest, launching her across the battlefield. She slid, her coat torn, her body battered.
The Destroyers gasped. Their leader had fallen.
Reina coughed, dragging herself onto one knee.
But instead of rage or humiliation…
She laughed.
A genuine, breathless laugh of joy.
Her golden eyes glowed brighter as she looked up at Bia, blood slipping down her lip.
"So this… this is what it feels like," she said. "To be powerless."
Bia paused, her crimson aura still roaring, but her expression softened — not in pity, but in recognition.
A goddess who'd walked alone for centuries saw something familiar in the mortal before her:
a warrior who fought like a star ready to collapse into a supernova.
Reina grinned wide, fire in her eyes.
"You're strong… stronger than me. I like that. Let's skip the hate, Dragon Goddess. Be my friend instead. A flame doesn't fear the dragon — it respects it."
A murmur rippled through both gangs.
Bia stared at her for a moment…
Then smiled — not for Zumi, not for strategy, but from genuine emotion.
"You're interesting, Reina," she said softly. "I'll accept."
In that instant, something clicked between them —
a bond forged through combat, pain, strength, and mutual fire.
Not just respect.
Not just alliance.
A sisterhood.
The kind only born when two unstoppable souls collide at full force and neither looks away.
The Destroyers lowered their weapons, stunned but loyal.
The Dragons looked on with pride.
Instead of bloodshed, the battlefield shifted — not into surrender, but into an alliance.
Reina stepped forward, bowed her head — not in defeat, but in acknowledgment.
Bia touched Reina's shoulder lightly, a gesture only warriors understand.
And thus, under the burning red sky of Yorkdale,
the Black Flame and the Goddess of Force stood side by side —
Rivals turned allies.
Enemies turned sisters.
Two queens united by fire and respect.
Their bond sealed in a battle that shook the city.
The night where both women silently understood:
"If we stand together, the world doesn't stand a chance."
Yorkdale had never seen a night like this.
Where there had been flames and screams minutes earlier, now there was laughter, cheering, and a wild sense of unity spreading between four once-rival gangs.
With the duel decided, the streets began to change instantly.
The Kogane Dragons lifted their weapons in salute.
The Yorkdale Destroyers lowered theirs with reverence.
For the first time in the slums' history, all top gangs were united — and they were doing it under a single banner:
The Kogane Dragons.
Men who'd been punching each other moments ago were now shaking hands.
Women who fought viciously were now comparing scars.
Someone dragged a speaker out of a crashed car and blasted music.
Someone else broke open crates of stolen alcohol.
The slums had turned into a street festival — steel batons replaced with bottles, curses replaced with laughter.
Reina Kurogami watched it all with a strange mixture of shock and pride.
Her Destroyers were laughing with the Dragons.
The Dragons were learning their chants.
Walls that had stood for a decade crumbled in minutes.
All because of the duel.
All because of her and Bia.
She felt… lighter.
But before the crowd swallowed everything, before the unity turned to drunken chaos, Bia lifted one hand.
Instantly — silence.
She turned her crimson eyes toward Reina and spoke calmly:
"Everyone — go. Celebrate, talk, eat, drink, get to know each other. No more fighting tonight."
The merged gangs erupted in cheers and ran out into the night, leaving the ruined warehouse behind.
Bia then looked at Reina, voice dropping.
"Reina. Stay. I want a moment alone."
Reina blinked once, nodded, and followed her into the quiet of the dim warehouse.
The battlefield had gone quiet. The newly combined Kogane Dragons had dispersed to celebrate their unity and lick their wounds, but in a warehouse still echoing with the clash of steel and fire, Reina Kurogami sat opposite Bia, her body still sore from their duel.
Reina leaned back against a broken pillar, her coat tattered, golden braids faintly glowing in the dim light. She had faced defeat for the first time in her life — yet instead of humiliation, she felt a strange exhilaration.
Bia stood near the window, the moonlight tracing the red streaks of her hair and illuminating the divine tattoos crawling along her skin like living serpents. She looked calm, powerful, utterly untouchable.
Reina's voice broke the silence.
"You… you aren't just strong. You're something else entirely. What are you really, Bia?"
Bia turned, her crimson eyes locking on Reina's golden gaze. She didn't hesitate.
"I am the Goddess of Force and Strength. Not a title. Not a nickname. The real thing."
The words struck Reina like thunder. Her breath caught in her throat, her fists tightening.
"A… goddess?"
Bia nodded slowly. "Yes. A divine being. What you felt when I fought you — that overwhelming weight — wasn't just skill. It was my true power."
Reina was silent at first. Then, to Bia's surprise, she dropped to her knees.
"Then let me worship you."
Bia blinked, slightly taken aback. "You don't need to. I don't ask for followers."
But Reina's eyes burned with conviction.
"No. I insist. You've shown me what strength really is. I'll follow you — not as a gang leader, but as someone who's finally found someone worthy to kneel before."
Bia studied her, then smirked softly.
"Very well. I'll accept."
Then Bia's expression softened — her usual calm shifting to warmth.
"There's something else you should know. I'm in love with someone. The Monkey King — Sun Wukong. His reincarnation, Zumi Kogane. He's mine… and he's the best."
Reina tilted her head, startled by the sudden warmth in Bia's voice.
Bia stepped closer, a proud smile playing on her lips.
"He's stronger than me. As Wukong, he proved it — and even now, as Zumi, I know he'll surpass me again. His spirit, his fire… he's everything. I would give my life for him without hesitation."
Her voice carried such devotion that it filled the room like a hymn.
Reina felt her heart pound faster. A man… strong enough to defeat the Goddess of Force herself? Her golden eyes widened, her lips parting in awe.
"A man like that exists…?" she whispered.
Bia nodded firmly.
"Yes. And he's mine."
Reina swallowed hard, a strange heat rising inside her.
"To be stronger than you… to inspire such devotion from a goddess… I can't even imagine him."
Her breath trembled as she leaned forward, her voice quiet but heavy with conviction.
"Then my respect isn't just for you, Bia. It belongs to him as well. I pledge my loyalty to Zumi Kogane — completely. Even without seeing him, I… I can feel it. The kind of man who could defeat you… I…"
Her cheeks flushed faintly, her aura flickering with a strange intimacy.
"I want to meet him. I need to."
Bia smirked knowingly, folding her arms.
"Careful, Reina. He has many women already devoted to him. But if your heart can withstand him… maybe."
Reina's lips curved into a grin, her golden eyes glowing.
"Then let him be my fire as you are my flame."
Bia's gaze softened, her expression thoughtful. Then she added:
"There's something else. Reina… Zumi is the boy you saved eight years ago, when he left the village. You might not remember, but he remembered you."
Reina froze.
The memory hit her like lightning — the ragged, exhausted boy she'd pulled out of trouble, sparing him when others wanted him dead. She remembered his eyes: determined, desperate, yet alive.
Her heart leapt in her chest.
"That boy… became this man? Became him?!"
Her grin widened into genuine joy. For the first time in years, Reina's chest swelled with pride not from her own strength, but from someone else's.
"I helped him once. And now… he's become something greater. Something legendary."
She looked down, almost laughing at her own disbelief.
"Fate's cruel, isn't it? I thought I'd lost everything when Takashi died. But maybe… I was meant to meet him all along."
Bia placed a hand on Reina's shoulder, her strength radiating even through the gentle touch.
"Then stand with me. With him. You'll see for yourself soon enough why Zumi is destined for more than any of us."
Reina bowed her head, her braids falling forward like molten chains.
"Then from this day on — my flame belongs to the Goddess… and to her King."
The two women stood in silence,
not as enemies,
not as rivals,
but as allies bound by respect, fate, and the shadow of a man who was already shaping legends.
A sisterhood forged in fire.
And a destiny about to ignite.