"Ouch! My head suddenly hurts," Sio said, rubbing her forehead.
"Maybe you just got dumber. Congratulations, Sio, on your grand achievement," Gloomy teased with a grin.
Hearing that, Sio puffed up her cheeks, raised her small hands, and started lightly smacking him from the side.
Pat pat pat pat!
"Who are you calling stupid, you stupid Gloomy?!"
"Ow—ow! Stop hitting me! Why do your tiny hands hurt so much?!" Gloomy yelped, trying to shield himself.
"I'm not strong—you're just weak! and you're the same size as me! So shut up!" Sio said, continuing her relentless assault.
Seeing the two at it again, Big Guy finally stepped in. "Stop, stop! You two, be nice to each other!"
Only then did Sio stop, crossing her arms with a pout.
While rubbing his sore arm and shoulder, Gloomy turned looked toward Fia and asked, "Big Brother Blake, when will Big Sister Fia wake up? How long does it usually take?"
Big Guy leaned forward, gently placing his forehead against hers to check her temperature, then brushed his fingers against her cheek. "Her temperature's almost back to normal. She'll wake up soon—no need to worry. This isn't the first time I've seen this. Once the excess Greynet energy clears from her body, she'll recover quickly."
He continued gently stroking her hair, making sure she rested peacefully.
…
Zack and the others reached the front gate, and seeing the line, they really felt this time the ceremony would be a huge event. I hope Natalia can overcome her lack of control of the machine and show everyone that she is worthy of the crown, Zack thought worriedly.
"Hmph, if she can't do it, I will make sure she never sleeps until she perfects her skill," Sasha said, rubbing her hands and smiling.
"You two make such great friends," Zack complimented.
"Huh? What? We are not friends—we are ENEMIES. You heard me right? ENEMIES!" Sasha pouted angrily, correcting Zack.
"Big Brother Zack, look! We are here: THE LAND OF EIRS." With all the way the eye could see, you could witness a true masterpiece of landscape—whole plains covered in sparkling crops constantly dancing with the wind. And Even if you didn't want to miss it, you would see very huuuggeee rocks floating slightly above the ground and huge fat chains that held the rocks in one place, with several carriages and people flying around on various tools. Beautiful lights coming from many round-edged homes and shops on the surface of the rocks, making the whole place look magical.
"Siiighh, no matter how many times I see this place, it looks magnificent," Alfie said while enjoying the view.
"Hm, that's true," both replied in confirmation as the wind passed by their hair, making them feel at peace.
"Then, dear brother and sister, I will take my leave." Alfie saluted, then went to a nearby rent shop situated in a hole in the border structure behind them. The shop owners must be bored seeing the same rock floating here with no movement, Zack thought while seeing them. Alfie rented a skateboard, climbed the structure with the help of ladders, and jumped onto the line of wind coming out of the wind plates. Then he touched a button on the skateboard; with it came out small yet sturdy flaps of cloth infused with EIRNET energy to make it sturdy enough to hold its own in this strong wind. Alfie waved at both of them while doing a circling 180-degree turn in the air as he went in a flash toward his destination.
Zack waved back, and when he lowered his hand, it was grabbed by his Big Sister. She held it tightly, brought zack hand closer to her body, and let his biceps touch her boobs, his fingers grazing her crotch in motion.
"Finally, everyone left. Geez, what a day. I just can't get a hold of you this whole day," Sasha said while pouting and leaning forward, making her face closer, making sure Zack saw her frustration. But by doing so much, she revealed her cute and sexy style—her curvaceous body leaning on a man, her ass brought out, making onlookers take a second look at her body.
Zack, seeing all this, sighed and said, "Fiiineee, I will stay with you longer until we register Tyra," Zack said while smiling.
"Hehehe, that's good. I taught my little brother good manners, riiiigggghhhhtttt," Sasha said cutely.
"Why do you act like this in front of me and in front of others you become a proper adult?" Zack said while poking her smiling cheeks.
"Hey, I am always like this—just a little restraint in front of them," she said while making a pinching sign with her hands.
"Haha, sure, sure. Let's go, Tyra and Lurvi." Both animals flew toward him after listening to their names.
They went to the right side, opposite from the rent shop, and started walking while talking and laughing. When they reached their required destination, they could see lots of people lining up here also—clearly, lots of people had their own pets that they had brought. Both of them couldn't help but stand in line.
Sasha was happy that she could spend more time with her brother alone. She kept holding onto him by the arms as she told him many not-so-useful stories, and Zack kept responding with satisfactory answers.
But not everyone was happy. For example, the couple standing behind them—especially the woman. Seeing the perfect curvaceous body of Sasha in her tight green suit, and seeing her own body which clearly wasn't looking so good in her changed outfit because her usually hidden slight chubby fat was now in full view as she wore a half-crop-full sleeve purple outfit and a tight mini skirt. Her big boobs clearly seemed very big, about to fall down; her long hair fluttered in the air, making her more irritable.
"Hey, you little girl, can't you stand properly and quietly like others? Why are you disturbing others with your loud voice!" the woman said in a tone of irritation and anger.
Sasha, annoyed—clearly not liking someone disturbing her precious time—looked back and said, "I will do whatever I want. Why the hell should I listen to you? Everyone is talking among themselves, why should I stop for your sake" Sasha said while still holding onto Zack's arm.
"Oh, oh, what a mouth you have got. Did your parents teach you to speak like that to your guests coming from far lands? Well, I can see your upbringing by just looking at your outfit—clearly a roadside bitch trying to gain everyone's attention," the woman said while looking at her skimpy outfit.
Hearing this, Sasha didn't get angry. She said, "Oh, that's the reason you are jealous, you are jealous of my beautiful body. Does your husband can't stop looking at me or what? Clearly, your old age is catching up to you—that's why you can't see anyone else with a perfect body like mine." Sasha said this as she slightly touched her own breast by circling her fingers on her perfect round breast, showing how perfect it is, making the onlookers more interested in this debate.
The woman, fuming in anger, looked back at her husband, whose eyes were like dead fish, clearly not in the mood for his wife's nagging. "What, did you check her out or what?" the woman asked in frustration.
"Hmmm, I didn't see her," the guy said in a simple manner.
The woman, clearly not happy with his response, shouted at him and said, "Then why are you keep looking ahead!!!"
"Hmmm, because that's where my head is, I suppose," the guy said in a low, simple manner again, tilting his head.
The woman, now on the verge of exploding, said to him, "Go teach her a lesson. Didn't you know how to fight? Go beat that bitch up."
The man sighed and came forward to face Zack and Sasha, clearly not in the mood to confront his wife.
"Kids, let me just beat you up slightly, then we can call it a day," the man said lifelessly.
Zack sighed and came forward. "Mr., do you really want to do this?"
"Yes, for the sake of my wife." He also sighed. They both looked at each other and sighed again—clearly, they were tired physically and mentally.
"So, how to do it? Looking at you, I don't think you are an EIRNET energy user. The use of tools will not be fair since I am rich and all. The only way to fight is pure fighting. Are you fine with it?" the man explained a lot and felt his energy drained and his eyes becoming more dead.
"Fine by me, Mr." Both, waiting for a second, jumped back to an empty place. Onlookers gathered and cheered for them to have a good fight.
"Go, kid! Kick that dead fish eye and make him truly dead!" someone cheered from the crowd.
"Go, dead fish guy! Get revenge for your wife!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
With cheers keep ringing, Zack took the first step and ran forward with all his strength, giving a simple punch. The guy just brought his hand forward and stopped it, but the ground below shook as he slid a bit back. His dead fish eyes now showed some energy. "Not bad, kid. You have got some strength," said the man as he grabbed Zack's fist.
Zack didn't bother and just used his grip to pull himself back, bringing his kick forward and kicking him in the face with strong force. He rolled back and came to the same place. Dust could be seen coming from the man's face—clearly, it affected him.
He brought his face down, with a smirk in his face he pulled Zack's hand toward him to bring his body closer, the he used his left hand to give a strong punch. Now, when punching, you could see he was well-built with strong arms and body—clearly a trained warrior. The punch came straight to his abdomen. BANNGGG !! Zack tried to use his other hand to mitigate some force, but it was useless. He got punched hard in the abdomen. With the earlier fight with Tyra and now this, it made him very weak as he flew backward, falling down with rolling three times before stopping.
The man didn't wait. He ran forward and tried to punch him again while he was on the ground. Zack, seeing this, didn't panic. He clearly waited, and when the punch came for his face, with the right timing at a very close range, he moved his face to dodge it. But the punch was so hard that the ground cracked, dust flew up, his ears tingled—but he didn't lose focus. He used this chance to hold the man's arm and, again with his arm as support, brought his lower body up and kicked him in the face again. With two back-to-back recoils, the man lost his balance and fell down.
Both men on the ground, they stared and got up at the same time, dusting their clothes. Both ran toward each other. What followed was just pure martial arts fight with lots of punches and kicks which lasted for a minute—the crowd cheering, both ladies holding their breath. With a boom, both men took some distance between them, then took a breather and ran again toward each other.
The man closed in, then leapt forward, spinning in a straight line before unleashing a momentum-fueled kick toward the charging Zack—showing that he could fight just as well with his legs. Zack reacted instantly, braking hard lifting some dust and barely dodged to the side.
The man's kick struck the ground, throwing up a cloud of dust that blew straight toward Zack, making him squint for an instant. Seizing the moment, the man raised his body like a side plank, with arm fully stretched , tilting his body sideways towards zack, with one hand pressed to the ground. The leg that had just kicked slid toward Zack's feet, gaining him space. Then, twisting his body in a tight half-circle, he forced a sharp 270-degree turn in the narrow gap. Using his previously planted leg as a pivot and pushing off with his toes, he drove his free leg around in a powerful arc, swinging the sole straight toward Zack in a sudden counterattack.
Seeing it in a timely manner, Zack brought both of his forearm up and protected himself from the kick, but he was still pushed back. The man, now lying on the floor face up plus back on the ground, got up quickly by doing a Kick up move and, like a tiger, ran forward keeping his body close to the ground, then jumped, and got hold of Zack from his hip. Then he kept pushing him backward and backward. Zack tried to hit his back, but his body was too strong to put any significant damage. Seeing this, he looked backward and kept looking back without trying to lose his balance. He waited, and when a slight big rock suitable for his foot came up, he used that as a foothold and brought the man barely to a halt. Then Zack kicked his face again with his knee which hit the man in his face so hard that the man lost his grip. Zack rolled behind him, grabbed him from his back, and with the full force of his whole body, he shouted, "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" as he lifted the man in the air and did a 180-degree back throw. For onlookers, the 180-degree throw looked like it was in slow motion—a beautiful fight for sure.
The man's shoulder and head hit the ground with hard force BOOOOoommmmm!!!—the man clearly heavily injured. Zack was also heavily injured and tired. Surprisingly, the man, after a few seconds, started getting up. Seeing this, Zack smiled and went back a little. The man got up, dusted his clothes, cracked his neck, rolled up his sleeves, and smiled. Now his eyes were full of energy, looking like a fire volcano. Seeing this, Zack smiled in pain. He backed up more, and again both ran toward each other. This time, clearly no jumping or anything—just one punch.
When both came closer, the man realized something: he was getting resistance from the side Zack was coming from. The man realized Zack was standing diagonally on the high air current wind coming from the wind blades, and he was outside of it, but the meeting point was just at the border. The man smiled and still didn't stop. Both raised their right hands to punch each other's face, but suddenly the man forcefully braked himself, squatted down a lot, then brought his left punch forward with full force, aiming for Zack's abdomen.
Zack, seeing all this, never stopped. His punch got a huge boost and, like an arrow, it moved forward and hit the man's face, who was squatting down BANNNNNGGGG !!! But with him getting closer to hit downward, his abdomen got hit by a strong left-hand punch THUUMMPPPPP! . Both continuously getting hit at the same place drained their energy, and both fell down on their backs.
After a couple of seconds that felt like an hour for the onlookers, the man started getting up again. Seeing this, Zack said, "Shit, here we go again!" He brought his willpower and got up. Both smiled, looking at each other, and ran toward them again. As they were getting closer, with a huge sound and dust, a strong muscular man came in between. He said, as dust still covered his body, "I guess that's it for today! The fight ends here!"
Seeing the face after few seconds, Zack said, "Uncle Esjar, you are still here?"
"Hehe, with you causing so much commotion, how can I go meet my sweet daughter? So stop this nonsense fight and let me go!!" The last line he almost said pleadingly.
"Hahaha," the dead man, who was full of energy, now looking like a completely different man, said. "Good fight, kid. You are clearly well-trained. I guess coming to this place was not so boring after all," he said with a dirty, bloody face. With his hair now messed up, coming till his chin, he looked like a haggard warrior with a smile on his face.
Zack also stretched himself in pain and said with a smile, "You were great. I am defeated. Thank you for this great battle." Both fist-bumped each other. A loud cheer sounded from the crowd—clearly, they enjoyed the battle.
Sasha came running toward him, held his hand, and said, "I am sorry, Zack. Because of me, you were hurt." She said this while looking like a lost kitten. Sasha, being a bit taller than Zack, looked as if the roles were completely reversed. She was sorry because she couldn't control her anger and lashed out. While watching the whole fight, she clasped her hands, not wanting her little brother to get hurt.
He looked at his big sister and said, "It's okay, Big Sister. It's not your fault. You are truly beautiful, and you shouldn't stop yourself from looking beautiful because of someone else." As Zack said this, he patted his big sister's head.
Sasha smiled and hugged her brother. "Oooohh, my cute little brother, heheh." Clearly very happy. "Ow, ow, not so tight—I am dying of pain here."
"Oh, sorry, sorry." Sasha stopped and said, "Let me heal you with my extraordinary energy."
The wife of the man came, and with a worried, angry face, scolded him by slapping lightly on his biceps, saying, "Why did you fight him fairly? If you had used the tools, you would have won easily, and you wouldn't have gotten so hurt," she said while she checked his wounds.
Seeing this, the man smiled. He pulled her closer to himself by holding her slightly chubby bare abdomen and, in front of everyone, felt her little chubbiness. The woman got shocked and frozen in shock.
The man brought his face toward her ears and said, "All this time, I was waiting for the registration to complete so that we could go to our room, so that I can feel this sexy body of yours. Yes, you heard it right—I was looking at your sexy hips all the time. I wanted to feel them so bad that my eyes nearly came out. If you keep running your little lips more, I will strip you naked here and fuck you in front of everyone." As the man said that, he used his other hand to slightly move her short crop top upward, teasing her that if he pulled a little, her boobs would come out by themselves.
The woman, getting red from her cheeks, knew full well her husband could do this. Usually, he doesn't care about anything, but once he gets fired up, no one can stop him. Surely, her night would be a fiery one. She got quiet and just nodded with her face fully red in anticipation.
Seeing this, the man smiled and stopped teasing her but still held her by her hip and said to Zack, "Kid, I am sorry on behalf of my beautiful wife." The man said this while his wife bowed her head a little. Zack and Sasha also nodded, telling no grudge was held.
"If fate helps us, we will meet again!" By this note, the man vanished with his wife.
"Geez, what a mess! I am also going. You two also go back." Uncle Esjar also vanished after saying this.
The onlookers' crowd also slowly dispersed, busying themselves with their own work.
After a small heal, they both got in line and waited for their turn. This time, Sasha didn't say anything—just held his hand and stood at the side like a kid who had done a huge mistake. Zack didn't say anything; leaving her will make her feel okay faster. As he said that, he also held her hand tighter, with Tyra and Lurvi resting on both of their heads respectively.
After finishing the registration, Zack said to Sasha, who was still feeling a little down but not too much, "I will go and do my work for a while. You also go and take care of Tyra, then get ready for the birthday. We still have lots of time left."
"Hmm, okay. Come home soon. I will be waiting," Sasha said obediently, then held Tyra with her and went away to their home.
Patting Lurvi, he said, "Can you go to Natalia and stay with her for me? I don't want her to be all alone with no friends in there." As he pointed toward the castle, indicating Lurvi to go. Lurvi, the smart girl, nodded and flew away swiftly, going there.
Now then, shall we check what the heck was that person? Thinking back to that time, he still had shivers down his spine.