Rio's body crackled with electricity as he charged at the red-stage warriors, his movements fluid and fierce like a lion on the hunt.
He zigzagged through the battlefield, his silver bloom king sword a blur as it sliced through the air. Each strike of his blade was accompanied by a flash of lightning, illuminating the scene in a brilliant display of power.
Rio's kicks landed with crushing force, sending his adversaries hurtling through the air. The impact of each kick reverberated through the area, highlighting the ferocity of his attacks. Bones cracked and weapons shattered as the boy continued his relentless assault on the red-stage warriors.
The battlefield erupted in chaos as the warriors struggled to keep up with Rio's overwhelming speed and strength. They attacked in unison, attempting to overpower him, but Rio's thunder-infused strikes proved too much for them.
One by one, the silver-stage warriors met their demise, their bodies gushing with blood as Rio's blade sliced through them like a hot knife through butter. His body glowed blue, buzzing with thunder, as he shot towards his opponents like a lion, his movements swift and precise.
The ground shook with each strike, and the air crackled with energy as Rio continued his relentless assault. The warriors were no match for his fierce determination and lightning-fast reflexes.
As the dust settled, the remaining warriors stared in shock at the destruction wrought by Rio's blade. But the boy showed no signs of slowing down, his eyes burning with a fierce determination to find Layla.
Even Layla's grandfather, the old man, was taken aback by the level of destruction Rio had wrought upon his men. His surprise soon turned to frustration as he watched the remaining warriors struggle to stand, their bodies gushing with blood. The old man's plan to stop Rio had failed, and he was left with only one option.
The other warriors surrounding them also exchanged worried glances, realizing that Rio was not to be taken lightly. They had underestimated him, and it had cost them dearly.
For Rio, the battle was far from over, and nothing would stand in his way as he fought to reclaim the love that had been taken from him.
The red-stage warriors sprawled across the ground, bruised and battered. Bones were broken, and blood seeped from their wounds.
Despite their best efforts, they were no match for the boy. His overwhelming strength left them defeated in a matter of minutes. Through it all, Rio had shown mercy, sparing their lives even as he laid them low.
Turning his attention to the old man, Rio took in the furious expression on his face.
The boy sighed deeply, feeling the weight of reality settling upon him. He had hoped to avoid conflict with the Havenglow family in the past.
When Aliyah had told him about his parents, he had made a conscious decision to avoid using their help or money, not wanting to feel burdened if one day he had to fight them. It was probably his sixth sense or intuition that made him feel this way.
When he was talking to Lia about bringing back Layla, he had even considered the possibility of Second Mother helping him and reassured Lia about it.
But the truth was undeniable; the day he would have to face the Havenglow family had arrived. The very reason for this was that the old man who had separated him from Layla was the father of his Second Mother.
Resigning himself to the inevitable, the boy summoned the beast soul he had obtained from the Lord Crowned Flyer, and in an instant, a pair of magnificent wings sprouted from his back.
The translucent feathers glimmered in the light, reflecting a myriad of colors like diamonds. The wings were so ethereal and breathtaking that it seemed as though they were crafted from pure light.
As Rio flexed his wings, the feathers rustled like the rustling of leaves in the wind, and with a slight flutter of the ethereal wings, his figure rose into the air. With his Heavenly realm spiritual energy, he controlled the Beast Soul with remarkable finesse, each beat of the wings carrying him higher. Rio had never flown before, but his confidence grew with each passing moment.
The boy was ready to confront the old man, who was floating in the air using his own winged beast soul, their eyes locked in a fierce stare-down.
As the boy met the old man's gaze, he could see the contempt and disgust that swirled within his eyes. He also noticed that the old man's hand had materialized a sword, which gleamed silver from hilt to blade.
Without exchanging any words, both of their bodies erupted with thunderous energy as the whole battlefield and Haven Island rumbled with the sound of roaring thunder, signaling the beginning of an epic battle that would shake the entire human world.
In a matter of mere seconds, they collided with each other dozens of times, their powerful attacks reverberating throughout the sky.
*Clank!!!* *Clank!!!* *Clank!!!* *Clank!!!*
Sparks flew in the air, and metallic sounds mixed with thunder reverberated, shaking the heart of everyone who watched the battle. Each clash sent Rio reeling back further than before, evidence of the disparity in strength between the two warriors.
Although the old man held the advantage, he couldn't help but be astonished by Rio's steady resolve to face him head-on. The young warrior's resilience was nothing short of astounding.
On the ground, spectators gazed up at the sky in amazement, unable to believe their eyes. A range of emotions flickered across their faces - wonder, pity, disgust, hate, and more - as they bore witness to the epic battle unfolding between the two Havenglow Family members.
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