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“How fearsome can a kid be? His damn screams echoing through my brain nearly gave me a headache.” Maximillius exclaimed, staring down at the fully closed Bloody Iron Maiden.

“Still alive… the bastard is fighting long. But he will soon succumb.”

…

At that moment, Tyr’s eyes opened wide inside the iron maiden. His entire body was glowing like the sun. His mere skin looked to radiate rays that could blind any mortal.

The rays of his skin seeped out of the crack of the iron maiden, causing Maximillius to figuratively squint his eyes in confusion.

*CRACK*

The entire maiden was suddenly split in half.

“What…”

*BOOM*

With another impact, the Bloody Iron Maiden was eviscerated into a million pieces which dispersed into thin air–revealing a magnificent and glorious sun in the infinite void.

In an instant, the entire void of darkness was illuminated. Tyr’s rays of light did not stop, continuing on for an infinite reach and making all shadows within Maximillus’ brain disappear.

“ACHK!” Maximillus exclaimed with discomfort–feeling as though his eyes had been blinded, except many times worse as it was within his own brain, “Stop it! Get rid of this light! My mind is not meant for this!” He was overwhelmed.

Tyr’s expression was stoic and fierce, “Ancestral Aura.” He exclaimed, unleashing a blast of lethal bloodlust, so powerful that anything he had done before it was mere specs of dust in comparison.

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Camadral, the superhero-dressed person, and Maximillus remained inside of the warehouse as Mrama and the others went to fight.

Jiro had already been secured. Unable to release his seal, they kept him to the side.

Right now, Maximillus’ eyes were closed as he was inside of his own mind dealing with Tyr.

However, he began to twitch and make weird noises through his paralyzed mouth.

Camadral furrowed his brows, looking to the side and noticing his disabled peer begin to foam slightly from the mouth.

“Hey… what is going.”

*SPLAT*

Maximillus’ head suddenly exploded into a million pieces of brains, blood, eyeballs, bones and more–splattering all over Camadral and the superhero.

Camadral’s lip quivered–his open maw filled with blood and chucks of flesh and hair.

He froze for a moment in shock before abruptly turning to the side and spitting and gagging, nearly throwing up.

He panted with horrified breaths of shock and dismay, “What in tarnation!?” He screamed.

The superhero’s reaction to this was not very different. He backed up, wiping the brains off of his body.

“How the fuck did he–” The superhero was cut off.

“Shut up, Enhanced!” Camadral exclaimed, “Tyr… he’s more of a monster than they said. To be able to overwhelm a brain as big as Maximillius’ to the extent of explosion… we can not defeat him through normal tactics.”

The superhero addressed as Enhanced spoke up: “His mind is already destroyed… we have to get out of here and form a plan. There isn’t much longer until he returns from that realm after Maximillus’ brain has ceased to move.”

With that, the two instantly disappeared from the warehouse.

They flew above the battlefield outside, observing what was going on.

From first glance, it seemed the Black Merchant Guild was getting the upper hand.

Their forces were about the same.

“A flaw of expanding across an entire continent is that we don’t have many members in one place. It’s a shame… but with generals like Jiro and Mrama, we should have the upper hand.” Camadral stated.

“But look… they have powerful warriors of their own as well.” Enhanced stated, pointing to a duo of Zasean warriors who were cleaving and chopping through dozens of Black Merchant Guild members as if they were mere bugs.

One wielded an axe, the other a sword. They were two of the three along with Helas who were the strongest of the Zasean natives.

“We may have a minute maximum before he returns… we should wipe out as many as we can to ease our chances of defeating Tyr.” Enhanced said, looking at Camadral.

The old man met his gaze and nodded.

Reana captured all of this. Despite her emotions on the subject, and knowing in the back of her mind that she would likely die today, she continued to take videos.

This was her passion… her only job here today on this battlefield.

Sure, she felt like she bit more than she could chew, but what good would it do to admit that now?

She wanted a big story… and she was surely going to get it…

*BOOM*

Camadral unleashed giant explosions of black Aura all across the battlefield, obliterating dozens in seconds.

Enhanced ran through the battlefield, lazering down many with his red eye beams, and punching dozens of Zasean soldiers into oblivion.

Each one of his punches forced a group of 5 to be thrown into the sky–their organs already having imploded from the impact.

Reana began to speak into her camera: “The… the tide of battle has changed.” She stuttered, her voice soft, shaky, and meager:

“Without powerhouses on our side, the Black Merchant Guild is annihilating us. We don’t have much longer to survive.”

As time went on, she spoke through her tears, “Hundreds are dying… this is no longer a battle of who will win, but one that questions if we will even be able to have a single survivor to tell the tale.”

Camadral rose higher into the air, raising his hands above his head as a giant black orb of malicious energy began to summon atop his palms.

It swirled like a vortex, collecting in one place menacingly.

“Winds from his spell are causing my hair to sway, and the leaves in the various trees around us to turn and flutter. This is our end…”

Reana stopped talking, her maw agape as she stared at the giant vortex in the sky with despair and doom looming over her.

“Damn scoundrels! All you had to do was stay in your labs, but you rats are too curious! Perish, and rue the day you ever fought against your masters!” Camadral roared into the sky.

*SEEEEEWWW*

An ear-piercing noise sharply reverberated into everyone’s ears.

Ever so slowly, Reana’s pupils gazed upwards–even above Camadral’s vortex–and high into the sky.

One by one, the clouds in the heavens burst apart–as if a meteor was flying through them.

Finally, this speeding, golden object flew through the final cloud–ripping a giant hole in it as it flew straight into Camadral’s vortex.

Many looked up, hearing the sharp noise in their eyes and seeing the clouds tear above them.

Out of nowhere, Camadral felt a tight grip on the back of his neck.

His eyes expanded a molten touch constricting his airflow.

He turned, his eyes filled with horror as shivers ran down his back.

A furious golden figure stood behind him. The look on Tyr’s face was ruthless and angry like a beast finally capturing its prey.

Wings sprouted from Tyr’s back as he darted high up into the sky, dragging Camadral and his sphere of Aura with him.

Enhanced stopped what he was doing and stared into the sky.

“Damn it! I have to help him… I have no choice!”

“Not so quick!” The sword-wielding Zasean native grabbed onto Enhanced, throwing his weapon to the side and clutching the superhero in a tight embrace.

“W-what are you doing!? Get off me, you weakling!” Enhanced attempted to pull the brute off of him, his eyes facing the sky.

As he continued to fight, Tyr stopped as he thought he was high up.

With over a thousand eyes on him, he raised his hand at the black sphere of Aura: ‘Reverse.’

He sucked in all of the Aura, facing Camadral again before placing his hand right on the old man’s forehead.

“N-no!” Camadral screamed for mercy, his body wailing for help as Tyr’s grip was still on the back of his neck.

“Let me go! I promise I will leave! I will never come to Zasea again! We will all go! Please! Please spa–” Camadral stopped begging, his throat gasping slightly subconsciously as he saw Tyr’s heartless eyes…

and a slight smile.

“Y-you are smiling.” Camadral was shocked beyond belief, his entire system reset. Now, he understood that there was no realm where he would receive mercy…

“I…” Tyr said, “Am justice.”

He unleashed the Reverse. As the black orb of Aura grew, it obliterated Camadral’s head as well as half of the old man’s body.

“Not yet…” Tyr held on to the man’s body and faced the ground.

Along with Camadral’s corpse, Tyr propelled the black Aura sphere toward the ground.

Enhanced pushed the Zasean soldier off of him, but before he could move out of the way of the black Aura sphere that was quickly closing in on him, a sharp pain drilled through his ankle.

Looking down, a red arrow had chopped his foot off, causing him to fall to his knees.

Turning around, he saw Hanzo and a couple of other figures behind him.

“Y-you… how did you come bac–“

“There’s no time for talking.” Hanzo said with a smile on his face, “You’re dead.”

*BOOOOM*

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