Both men that Zylus had threatened earlier slowly fell, and the entire room went silent.
"Idiot," Emilia whispered, as Frey and Zenos stepped closer towards Zylus.
"Everyone… Run!" The announcer screamed, and panic exploded across the room.
Both men inside the cage finally lost consciousness, as the weight of countless duels caught up to them at last.
Everyone surged towards the exits of the Underealm, desperation overtaking reason.
"Move it!"
"Get out of my way!"
"You shouldn't even be here!"
They continued to push each other, forcing their way to the door, allowing them to escape.
"I wasn't even going to do anything to them," Zylus said as he took a breather.
"After seeing what you just did, I would've been scared too... If I weren't who I am," Zenos said, walking up beside Zylus, "But anyways, I think we have gotten enough information, we can take our leave now." He finished, as Frey caught up.
"Since they're probably going to call reinforcements, we should start heading. Zizi and I have learned a lot." Frey said, as her camera began to shape once more into her right palm.
"I said don't call me that!" Zenos angrily said, as Frey laughed it off.
Each one of them shifted into a serious face once more.
Do I really just teleport out of here? But my secret objective is still active, I can't. I must murder that guy, or at least instill fear into him, before I leave.
The king of the Underealm still sat inside the same glass barrier, covered by security and women… But now, the window view had a curtain covering it, restricting him from viewing the arena below.
"Sir, there's a big problem!" A butler rushed into that room.
"Can't you see I'm busy?" Will Dime snarled, pulling the woman beside him closer. "Interrupt me again, and you're fired."
"Forgive me, sir," the butler said quickly. "Our top donors, 'The Smiths,' reported a red-haired man below threatening their lives."
"The Smiths did? Then send my little brother and all these securities after him." He said, bringing both women on his sides towards him.
"Sir, but he's barely sixteen!" The butler disagreed with that idea.
"Are you trying to say something…?" Will looked back at the butler, with clear anger.
"N-No sir, I'll do just that." The butler had said, rushing outside with the securities.
"You guys go down right now, I'll go get the other Dime." The butler had ordered the body guards, as they rushed down the stairs.
Now, Zylus and the cadets that stood with him had decided to teleport back to the Demon Realm, preparing to relay every type of information they had acquired towards Kash.
"System open." Each one of them said, as they raised their hands.
"You guys ready?" Zylus asked.
Each one of them nodded, as their systems presented them with their inventory.
[Item: Teleport]
[Use?]
[Item Used!]
[Processing The Item Right Now]
[3]
[2]
[1]
[Successfully Teleported]
[Error → Canceled Teleportation!]
[Do you wish to reuse the item?]
[Reuse?]
"Welcome back, all-" They stood in the same room as when they entered through the portal, Kash's office. "Wait…"
Kash stood up, slightly worried.
Each of them saluted towards Kash, "We had come with information," Emilia declared.
Kash simply looked at each one of them, he didn't utter one word.
"Zylus had gathered information with me, while Frey did so with Zenos." Emilia said, "But Zylus should continue the story…"
A large pause hit the room, as each one of them stared to their right.
"Where... Is Zylus?" They all stood there, sweating.
"Raise another portal right now!" Emilia yelled, preparing to go back.
"I wish I could but I can't, the item only works once every twenty-four hours," Kash said, walking around nervously.
Kash rushed back towards his notes, "I don't think we can help him, only Chris Tall can at this point, using his teleportation skill."
"Then call him!" Emilia slammed the table, angrily, "Tell him to open us a portal!"
"I wish it were that easy. But you can't ever contact that man off choice, he usually comes naturally." Kash said, placing a hand on his warm forehead. "I think it might be over-"
"You've summoned me?" It was Chris, Chris Tall.
Just as they continuously worried, it was the man whom they needed the most, Chris Tall, who conveniently appeared before them. Chris now stared into the window. He stood firm, his eyes only focused on the city below. He crossed both his hands behind his back as he began to turn around, into the view of Kash's back and the cadets' view.
Aura spread around him as each of them shook nervously. However, Kash's strength was commendable enough not to fear that overwhelming strength; he had been competing with Chris his entire life after all.
Each one of them looked at him, hoping he would go save Zylus.
"That man," Chris said, "The one you guys are worried about. He'll be just fine, no need to worry. After all, I picked him out myself."
Chris glanced at each of them as Kash turned to look, and Chris had a smile that bled with confidence. In the man he had picked from rubble, that person was the one and only Zylus. And now, Zylus smirked.
"Sorry, guys, but I have to, that objective is calling my name," Zylus whispered.
Just before they were all about to teleport, Zylus got a message to cancel.
"I could never live with myself if I ran away from this."
He couldn't bear running away from the man who used his father, a man of no morals, someone who demands strength as a coward. Zylus cancelled his teleport, and now, he has the chance to kill 'The King of the Underealm.' That unchecked ambition overplayed Zylus's task, and now, his Katana began to shape into his right arm, preparing for combat.
[Warning: This environment doesn't fit your fighting style]
[Preparing the Demonic Katana]
[Weapon Forming]
[Weapon Formed!]
[Combat Feels Imminent]
[User is sensing high power levels directly rushing at him]
[User feels prepared]
[Get ready for combat, Zylus]