Before. In the Timould Mirror Box...
Yuyui was hunching over, panting so heavily that she felt like her lungs would soon give out. Her body was badly bruised and blood slipped slickly from her nose and mouth, dropping to the floor.
"Master..." she said when she managed to stand up again, straight and firm.
Replicus had two of his arms folded in front of his chest, and in the two others, he held two basic weapons: a sword and an axe.
"Yes?" he said.
"I wonder. You told us you'd give us all gifts if we managed to complete this part of your training. You said you'd modify our cores, our stats and so on. Could I make a request?"
Replicus was taken aback.
"What kind of request?"
Yuyui blew her hair out of her eyes.
"I don't think I'm ever going to evolve into a fighter like you, who can use dozens of skills at the sa ti and stretch his combat mastery over many different styles. I think with my eyes, the best style for is simple hand-to-hand. Form Using," she said.
"Is that so? I never thought you'd take the initiative in deciding what kind of style you'd want to use in battle. What about Bassbion and Yagrina? What about creating a battle style that includes them? They are bound to you, are they not?"
"No. I'm not going to drag them back. I returned them to the Yormuness because I felt it was unfair for them to be duty-bound to . They are Spirits. They shouldn't even be attending to the living. Maybe I'll call for them so other day, when I'm in real danger."
"Alright," Replicus said and he crouched in order to level with the li-haired girl's face. "What augnts do you want to give you, in light of this new fighting style you want to adopt?"
Yuyui did not hesitate.
"I want you to sohow tether my Eye of Moving to my physical abilities. I can enhance my speed to any degree with my eye, but my physical body is my limit. It can't handle it, especially if it is trying to abide by the natural physical traits I was born with first. I only want it to abide by my Eye of Moving and move accordingly."
Replicus looked impressed.
"Oh. That's a brilliant idea. But it's easier said than done." He laughed.
Yuyui breathed out a great breath.
"There's no way it's harder than so of the things I've seen you pull off, master," she said. "I don't have a doubt that you can do it, since I also want that sa result for sothing else."
***
Present ti...
Yuyui produced a high-quality spatial ring she had been carrying around. It was the sort with a hidden space that was habitable for living beings, and stowed within it, was a creature that was no different to Yuyui's son at this point.
The creature stord out with vigour, tall, humanoid, and with reddish-black scales. Large webbed wings spread from its back, circled constantly by orbs of blue fla. It hissed fire and allowed Yuyui to stand on its shoulders as it glided in the air.
This creature was Bubbles. It was the sa little creature born from the eggs left behind by a Cluster General, Yuyui, Ferex and Skullius had taken down back in Genhuis City. The creature had also been forced to undergo Skullius' brutal training regint, and that was the only reason it was strong enough to stand by its 'mother's' side.
It noted the enemies and scoffed. But there was no need for words.
Nigerra looked intrigued, as was Franceesta, but Aizel looked apprehensive. She didn't quite like the fact that Yuyui had survived her perfect, paired arsenal of abilities, unlike her peers who welcod the fact.
The montary lull ended imdiately.
Franceesta, with her arm transford into a huge blue serpent that cast venom, sent a jet of it flashing towards Yuyui and Bubbles. But the scaled humanoid did not dodge.
The venom hissed and vanished in a spray of visible and invisible steam, torched by the awe- worthy heat surrounding Bubbles. And indeed, there was a fierce heat. It surrounded the creature like stalwart barrier.
Franceesta was taken aback, but then she was bewildered when she saw Bubbles suddenly condense into a ball of orange-pink fire that then vanished... along with half of her head! She hadn't managed to see it, but Yuyui had kicked Bubbles' superheated, changed form at her with a speed she (Franceesta) couldn't comprehend!
As Franceesta fell from the sky, Nigerra was already upon Yuyui. The li-haired girl responded in kind. The two won were kicking off the air, and soon, they were trading rapid blows. Nigerra was both surprised and pleased that Yuyui was keeping up now. When she flung seven thousand fists onto seven thousand different spots on her body, Yuyui deflected them all, and returned the sa amount in retaliation.
'As I thought! She's found a way to use her Eye of Moving to amplify her speed to no end. As long as she gets used to certain movent speeds from her opponents, she can match them!' Nigerra thought, and then she threw a straight, staggering palm that Yuyui knew to dodge rather than defend against.
The li-haired girl was behind Nigerra in the next nano instance, but Aizel was behind her in turn, her Eye of Prince active!
But Yuyui's Eye of Dispersal released a pulse that forced the eye shut, and right after, a stream of orange-pink fla blasted like a cannonball into Aizel. There was massive explosion of fire that reached all the way to the ground.
Yuyui found Aizel in the blaze, and sent her foot crashing into the woman's face. Aizel went flying, but then Nigerra had intercepted Yuyui, forcing three purple arrows onto her starry armour which sent the Unlimited Star plumting towards the ground before she could stop
them!
She had been halfway towards the dirt when...
"I'M NOT DEAD YET!"
Franceesta tackled her in the air. She was alive!
The right side of her head, which had been missing, was nding itself with coils of what might have been brown wire that quickly assud the shape and colour of flesh. A brown beetle, visible from Franceesta's exposed brain was conducting the rapid procedure. Not doubt, it was part of her cache of summoned beasts.
Yuyui vanished from Franceesta's grip. A streak of orange-pink fla, faster than the beastly woman, shot down and crashed into her with malice, and soon, she was engulfed in fla
while Yuyui kicked off the air, climbing up in altitude.
She once again t Nigerra who caught her by neck, and then...
"Majestic Territory Expulsion..."
And then they were back in Aizel's Territory. The mountain up high roared, silver lightning dancing and ready. But Yuyui's Nitros and Eye of Dispersal had also been ready. The latter forced Nigerra to back off, and the forr allowed Yuyui to...
"Nos Aggrante!" she cried with three fingers propped forth; a Triplefold Aggrante!
The jet of romanced Nitros and mana that stord from Yuyui was no less powerful than
Aizel's Grand Gale.
The two attacks t in the middle, evenly matched, and then...
"This is my Creed, double Aggrante's output!"
And before even a microsecond could pass, Aizel's Territory had shattered again. She was left flabbergasted, but less than a blink later, sothing hot and searing reached her, sent her way
through a lob kick from Yuyui!
Aizel's hadn't been terribly wounded the last ti she received this attack, but this ti, it
carved through the side of her torso, blasted out her ribs and a portion of her guts, having bypassed all her defenses seamlessly.
How, was the question Aizel asked herself as she fell. How had it been done? Her Eye of the Prince should have at least stopped that creature Yuyui had summoned, right? Thankfully for her, Yuyui didn't get the chance to finish her off. She was imdiately pincered by Franceesta and Nigerra, whose smile was growing wider and wider.
'I see now. As powerful as her Eye of Dispersal is, she uses it in short bursts to make its effect much stronger than it would be with continuous use. But it has to be closed imdiately after, perhaps to recharge,' she thought.
Franceesta, on the other hand, was cackling madly. She was now covered in a thick, brown armour that had elents suspiciously similar to those a beetle. It looked imnsely tough, and bulked up Franceesta even more.
She stord towards Yuyui while Summoning - from what appeared to be a small pouch she had been hiding in her scaly plate armour - all the beasts she contracted. There were more than eight hundred of them, and all were of tiers in the triple digits!
"YOU MAKE MY LOINS BURN, LEGACY! YOU'RE A DAMN GOOD MATCH FOR ! YOU BELONG IN THE SECOND GRAND WAR, HUMBLING THOSE FOOLS WHO CALL THEMSELVES THE MIGHTIEST! CO, LET'S BATTER EACH OTHER TO PASTE!" she cried.
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