Traders Market
After Zenta walked past the fiendish and cunning angel, Lucifer’s lips curled into a smile, beaming with pride and arrogance. “Glad we’re on the same wavelength, my boy. I, too, enjoy games. You ought to bring your best, Zenta.” A sly, direct response to Zenta’s thoughts, indicating that Lucifer had peered into the beast’s thoughts when the latter simply walked past him.
Prior to Berserk requesting Lucifer a continuation of their conversation last night, Bernkastel, Zenta and Bage turned to Spina for their next plan as they head towards this strange manor.
“Understood, Boss.” Detective Spawn didn’t argue with Bage since his points made sense. Noting to himself that he was unable to tell the difference between a normal person and a Xy’pher at this point; it was too much of a risk to do an excavation.
The Vortex Moon was fully visible in the sky as Spina faced the Breakers with the smirk on his face, showcasing a confidence to lead his team efficiently. However, his eyes were contradictory to such; filled with contempt to several members in the Breakers.
“We’ll split up once we know where the main entrance.” Spina commanded in a stern way that completely dismissed Avalon’s orders. “The core Xy’phers are hiding deep underground somewhere,” After observing Nia’s reaction towards this specific manor, the old Saiyan pointed his finger at it. “And I bet that’s the way in.” He spoke. His assumption that the manor would be a lead way to the supposed Xy’phers core was based on his guts and personal experience. To him, a large manor that stood out among the others in this small community struck him as odd. “Team Distraction will go in while Team Stealth standby until we give the signal.”
Spina pushed Avalon to the side, staring him down with disgusted in his eyes as if he was saw something. “Don’t call me Boss. I ain’t anything to you, so don’t act familiar with me. You have your orders, so stick with it and shut it.” Not giving the ninja any chance to respond, Spina moved ahead, just before Zenta, Lucifer, May, and Nia towards the manor. Turning his head slightly towards Bernkastel, Spina held a rather genuine smile; in Bernkastel’s perspective only, there was a dreadful face eroded briefly before disappearing. “Let’s see what’s inside, eh?”
Recalling their conversation from last night, Lucifer’s eyes fixated on Spina’s left arm. To those with sharpened eyes, there was slight, subtle movements whenever the old Saiyan was fleeing from his usual demeanor. However, it was no concern, for now. Instead, his shifted his attention to Berserk. “Ah, yes.” Lucifer recalled, holding up a small, worm-like creature that wiggle with his right hand. “The Magatama, an essence of a demon; capable of changing anyone to become a demon and grant many abilities.” The angel squinted his eyes. “I believe you possessed the perfect compatibility for it if you’re interested.”
The Snowy Mountains of Rogue City
The intense destructive punch landed against Clark. Consequently, powerful whirlwinds were so severe, one could mistake it to a raging hurricane. It kicked up dozens of tons of snow into the air, obscuring the view of the Kryptonian briefly; only his twirling glasses were seen flying within the destructive snowstorm formed from that connected punch.
As the sun finally rose and the Vortex Moon being visible in the sky, the snowstorm dispersed just as quickly as it came; revealing that Clark had no visible damages. Clark held a tight grip on Vegetto’s punch, preventing the punch from connecting. Lowering the Saiyan’s arm, the Kryptonian’s eyes sharpened once more upon seeing the Potara fusion attempts to access Ultra Instinct.
“I, too, thought attachments were mere nuisance. I adhere that heroism confined my strength. I implied that bonds robbed me of what I thought was my divine right to freedom.” Clark tightened his grip on Vegetto’s wrist. “Such mindset made me weak. So weak, that even you managed to put up a fight.”
Clark slapped Vegetto with so much force, that the snow around their vicinity evaporated instantly, flinging him back towards Gogeta. “But I realized that they are not an obstacle. They are the means to greater strength to overcome anything.” The Kryptonian walked towards the two fusions as his eyes was beaming with light. “Ultraman underwent a dramatic change because of his bond with Hart was on the line, allowing him to reach new heights in power than he ever could.” He continued. “Had you and Zenta fought. He would’ve obliterated you easily. Had you fought with Bernkastel or Spina—you’ll be reduced to mere atoms. You would never stand a chance against yourself during the final stand with Doom. Why? Each held powerful convictions; bonds that allow them to push even further than their natural limit, even at the cost of their lives. You demonstrated new heights when your beloved Kassava died; showcasing a untap power to fight against the aggressor. Now you’re just a hollow shell, your powers , including that Ultra Instinct, stagnating before me. Not enough power to fight them. Not enough power to fight me. Not enough power to even save your brother Gogeta as he clings to life.”
Standing over the two, Clark furrowed his eyebrows. “Heroism was more than just getting silly praises. It was to humble you, mold you to forge bonds, motivate you to push forward as it did for me. I was wrong. You lacked conviction. And now you’re a dangerous individual that emits toxic energy to make all just as miserable.” He raised his foot and slammed against Gogeta’s chest, burying him deep into the ground; the Vortex Moon in plain sight in the sky behind the Kryptonian.
“And that is my reason why I’m ultimately here. Hart called me to warn me an impending doom if you remain with the Breakers; the constant toxic energy will simply accelerate Spina’s progress. A monster, she claims, seeks those lost in the sea of isolation. If nothing is done about it, the monster will come seeking for new avatars to play with, and it’ll be disastrous if the Red King captures them. Cayde warned me that you are clearly unhinged. I should’ve listened.”
Clark stared at Vegetto. “But I have rambled on enough. None of that matters once you’re both gone. Perhaps, I should eliminate Cayde as well since he did also tap into Ultra Instinct a few times if I remember. Who knows if your toxicity rubbed off of him as well?” He tensed his muscles tightly as he levitated from the ground. He glanced at Vegetto once more, seeing the attempt effort to tapping Ultra Instinct. “An empty mind,” He said with snark with a smirk, “Makes the most noise.” He tilted his head back as veins around his arms bulged. “Atomic Beam…” He uttered, ready to fire towards the fusion duos.
