Police charging into the apartments suspected to be the hideout with their spectral guns. While some were lining the road helping people evacuate the area. Mr.Caping who just got out of his car slammed the door frustrated by the chaos. One of the sneakers got from behind trying to stun Mr.Caping but he better detected his presence. Rolling him down on the ground he shot the intruder directly on the temple.
"Why do they keep stealing human spectra?" The question was still as mysterious for him as it was when it all started. Another swinger was knocked down as he tried to infiltrate between the evacuees. Policia forged their postion as an iron wall defending the fort. That's when a little mischievous spectra gave its warmth in the cold weather. Mr.Caping was familiar with the spectra but couldn't exactly recall it. In his crooked effect to recall it he sensed another attack rolling towards him. A swift but powerful cosmic disc which holds the power of Cosmico- an ancient beast known for its power over the farther ends of the unknown universe. The discs came flying whizzling around like flies but Caping dodged every single one of them. Huge terrifying blasts that opened temporary voids holding people in dark isolated places as soon as they landed. The attacks were similar and this time it struck him, Hooligo- right it's him. The fierce battle of the past was something he could never forget about. The blood shed the destruction and the ignorance to life. Was it going to be repeated?
Out came Hooligo breaking the glass of a complex landing smooth on his legs.
"Did ya miss me, huh?" Hooligo smirked
"God knows I will never do that sin," Caping replied.
"Come on man, we lovely brothers meet after a long time and this is all you have to say" Hooligo made a sad face "that's heartbreaking you know".
"I always wanted to find you"
"Well see. Now my brother is speaking"
"I always wanted to find you so I could kill you myself" Caping was enraged by his mere presence "I am going to destroy your each and every cell from existence. After all, I'm holding on quite a lot, you know that?"
"That's disappointing. But let the party begins" Hooligo shouted and quickly shifted his stance for another row of cosmic discs. But in an instance his mind went blank. He was a mad but blank man standing on the street as if his brain itself had forgotten its function. The dead soul was going to leap on the ground when Caping dashed in, giving a deadly blow right to the liver. Right after he fell down from the swing Hooligo regained consciousness.
"You have grown stronger" he said and in another instance he fell down again. Trying to get up on his stumbling knees which had lost their powers he was quite questioned. The man he was fighting was completely different from before. His level, his spectral energy- everything was on whole another level.
Hooligo just got back up when a crushing broad kick was smashed right into his jaw, sending him miles apart.
Caping was using his attack Equinox. A paradoxical effect where the user can stun anybody's Equina. In the mediaeval era young warriors were taught about their Equina which refers to the part of the soul which stores energy. And the ability to manipulate this Equina is called Equinox. Equinxan is the beast that learned to tame such power to a powerful extent. Instead of learning, being served is a more particular word. Equinxan was more like a silent fox with grey fur and short ears- kinda round which is quite odd. Its Equina was manipulated to such an extent that it became a spectral beast who could control other Equina in the surrounding.
Another Equinox guided by a thin diamond shaped pin supported by two spheres floating mid air. That's how the structure of Equina is represented. But the pin shatters this time as Hooligo was tired of getting dozed off.
"No more sleepy tricks Capman"
"It's Caping you bastard"
The dual started on equal par as the Equina was still in both the spectral users. One kept on using jabs while the other was trying to make an opening. When the hands got tired legs got their chance to spar. Both knew what they were doing and thus no one was showing any hasty sensations to buzz into intense action. Caping was always one step ahead in the exchange of fists. But there was surely something he was hiding. A move that would change the flow of the fight. And that's what he did when he got a serious opening to slash down Hooligo with his Equina pin. It was effective as the flesh completely dozed off from the part. But that's when he noticed it was just a dummy, real Hooligo was watching everything from above. He was enjoying it; but as the trick was over, he himself had to dash in towards Caping for a rear assault. Caping was caught off guard as the dummy was decaying down to the ground. Right before Hooligo would end it all in a single strike, Butcher came for the rescue. Using his ghostly spectra he scraped Hooligo away from the ground.
"Old man, you were a spectral user all along?" Even Caping was surprised.
"Yes, there's quite a lot you are not aware about, Sir" Butcher replied.
Butcher quickly applied antiseptic on the cuts of his master showing his utmost loyalty. But for the spectators it was more of an unrequired pampering.
"Capman are you gay?" Hooligo was stunned as he walked back to the scene
"What the F word. First of all, he works under me and that's why he is doing his duty and second of all I'm Caping not some Capman"
"Then who is Capman" Hooligo was confused
"How would I know? Never in my entire life I met someone with that name" Caping made it clear.
"Well sorry for that" Hooligo started laughing.
"By the way old guy, how are you doing? Long time no see huh" Hooligo smirked as if he knew something spicy was going to be set up.
"Old man, do you know him?" Caping asked
"As I said sir, there's many things we need to talk about, but not now. I will tell you everything once we have dealt with the situation" Butcher replied.
As the air was always dense and mysterious around the butcher it seemed something big was going to come up. Hooligo knew how the thing was going to impact the situation and that's what Caping was afraid about.