FLASH! BOOM!
"GYA-HAHAHA!"
A flash before the explosion, much the lighting before thunder is what has been thrown into the face of Duba's opponent.
His grin flashed revenge, payback and satisfaction, but that was all reduced into steering pain that came much faster than the realization of what had happened to him.
And from the small cloud of black a large hand stretched out with its fist folded and its target a mess of unseen wrath.
Not really though as Duba stumbled back a few steps, he steadied, his lower area covered in steaming grey and white that evaporated at a slow yet abundant rate.
'Ah at least I got my laugh's worth in, right?'
As he then took his stance once more. His every natural responsive body part already fixed about for battle. And as we get a look at Kiria's now newly reformed body, it almost like he had undergone a evolutionary transformation rather than growth spurt.
As he stands at 5'7 feet tall, his hairs still the same unique shades of color that were blended into long luxurious dreads. His body had a little more meat on its bone which were to say hard like diamond now. Maybe even harder than his resolve. His skin was smoothened as it maintained its fair mahogany shade. With strands if white that were marked all over his body with initial dots that were seen in between each strand of white.
And of course, his clothes must've been incinerated before, so then just how did he take care if that issue as we now see him clad in red long pants of the sort that were highly akin to sweat pants. With two black ropes stretching from its front waist strap and over his shoulders, down his back and then to the back of the waist strap.
Their material? Unknown.
Their roles? Well, it was to all but simply cloth him from under.
But that wasn't his focus as of right now his grin stretched even further apart than the face of this vessel could handle.
Stomp!
Wurrr!
And from the slightest distance, Kakisa stood, but with his back hunched back, his folded back in V-shape that lifted his glowing forehead arm and ominous fist taht glowed only brighter and brighter as sterile hum eminated from him.
His gaze still, his focus singular in all but the aim of destruction his fury so uncontrollably pecked at him for. His legs flexed and fixed themselves with enough force to melt and destroy the ground beneath him. Creating an only even more firm holiday for his titanic body.
And then his eyes shot even more open than his already focused gaze jad been, 'Fifteen percent!'
Vurrrr, BLAST!
"Hmph! We're still playing these games, huh?", he mused forebodingly as his entire body flexed with his left arm acting as his only shield and his hope on the new level of hardness.
Bam, WOOOOSH!
"NGGGHHHH!"
His extensive groan came out sharper and harder than his resolve against the on slot of the mass of light that looked harmless to eye. Maybe even mirroring a harmless glow in the night sky. But in this case, where the Lowe star radiated abundantly, "Nggggh!", and there was no need for any other illumination except for the places located in dark terrains, "Nggggaaa!", this was but un extra burden or rather excuse-
"D-damn.... it! I-I need to-"
SHWOOOO!
Crack, crack, crack, scrsssch!
To an already solved issue. But in this case, two figures fought one another under this time of day. One like whi had seemingly gifted by the star above. And the other, a monster who was put down and given all, but a frail tool-
"Yaaaaah, The flash before the roar, the strike before the snap, the call that awakens the death and brings forth the ash of fall!-"
To work with to sustain and regain all that it had left if whay it once was, but-
Tzzzzt Tzzzzt!
THUNDER, THUNDER! BOOM, CRACK!
Unfortunately for this blessed giant-
"Hmph?"
"Ha ha ha you foool-!"
"Oh? And what is so foolish about me? You thinner causing the sky to go dark is anything new to me?", the chief mused as his tone trail in a sense of amusement rather than provocation.
"Please boy, I've met people who cloud bend storms and ripe skies apart-"
"Emolit!"
!!!!!!!
"Ten Gates of Fury; Second Gate-!", he roared as the hustle between and the ever growing bundle of light only continued without cease, but unfortunately for this monster was a true monster indeed because-
"Vibrant Furrry!!!"
Boom, Crack, BOOM!
Shhhhhzt!
Even monsters can sharpen the smallest of stone into the deadliest cleaves.
----
A pillar of rose red befell from the dark swirls above. Its mark made on the grounds below.
Its convulsed and wrippled as maintained its ever furious gleem. Disastrous waves of wind eminated and shattered all the was around it, yes, even the buildings themselves.
Step!
"Old man! No, hey kid! Its about time...," a voice trailed off from the disastrous pillar of plasma. Trailing off as the sound of firm footsteps followed.
Each getting closer and louder than the last and then.
The pillar wavered.
Shshst!
And snapped away like a dry branch from a tree in the middle of a storm.
But what came out of the mess that it had created...
"Hya hya hyeeee! I thought you how to fight an opponent."
Was an even worse Calamity itself.
It was-
No, he was-
Shfft, step, shzzzzt, FLASH! BOOM!
'AHHH, WHAT THE-'
A monster from the medayn Era!
"Buckle up boy, training session is over, its time from some real battle!"
"Aha ha ha ha. Hyaaa hya hya hya! Ah ha ha ha AH HA HA HA! GLORIOUS IS THE WORLD OF LOWESIA!"