Task Name: Plan to Takeover
Tier: 2
NPC or PC: PC
Location: Briss Kingdom
Crew, Team, or Personal: Personal
Description: After defeating one of the leaders of the mysterious cult known to him as Tri-Shadow, Malik discovers more about their plan to take over not just the kingdom, but the South Blue as well. To do that, they would have to dethrone the current rulers of this land. Now that he knows what he has to do to save the island despite some of it's inhabitants hostility towards outsiders, Malik races in the direction of the palace. On his way, he runs into more cultist who are keeping anyone from getting near the castle in the first place. To get to where the rulers are at, he will have to defeat of them first, but he must conserve energy as he he cannot waste it.
Enemy Details: 2 Tier 1 Cultists, 2 Tier 2 Cultists
Boss: No Boss

On the solid pavement that decorates the many pathways of the kingdom, one boy quickly dashed on one of them, his goal the castle of the ruler's themselves. After he defeated one of the leading generals earlier on and went to recuperate from the damage he had sustained in his previous battles, he went back for the robed man to answer some questions he might hold answers to. The discussion had dragged on for ten to fifteen minutes in total, but he had learned all he needed to for the moment. He had discovered the main plan that Tri-Shadow had for this country. Unfortunately, it didn't stopped there. Their goals involve taking over not just the Briss Kingdom, but the entirety of the South Blue as well. Somehow, Malik knew these mysterious individual would aim higher that just this location he was currently at. With the plan of the enemy now clear to the young pirate, he now realized that all of the South Blue was in danger and he had to put a end to this absurd scheme.

He rushes faster and faster down the path before him that heads towards the castle. The speed he is traveling by seems to be inhuman. Thankfully, because of those certain limits he managed to surpass in his early days of training, he can be at the palace in record time. Hopefully, he will be their to save the ruling family members of this entire country. If somewhere on the line they happen to be captured, he will risk his neck through and through to rescue them. Many people would ask why he would do things of such kindness and sincerity for those he does not know at all. For Malik, the answer was, "because it is right". It was the kind of man he had chosen to be, to protect those in need, to smite the wicked. It was part of his dream when he had planned to set out at sea. Even if a random bystander were in danger he would blindly rush in to protect them. Everyone has their own divine rights to live peacefully, to do what they need to for the people they care for. They also have the inborn right of freedom to choose who they want to be, what they desire to accomplish. In the boy's case, he wants to protect this kingdom from anymore suffering as well as protect the sea he grew up in. From what Malik knows from the information gathered, to carry out their plan, the cultist have to dethrone the king and queen.

I have to get to the castle quickly. The people in charge of running this country are in danger. Not to mention the cult also want take over the sea. I have to stop them. No matter what, I will take down the last remaining leader of Tri-Shadow and save this country." The boy inwardly proclaimed within the machinations of his mind, his strong desire to bring this organization down with all his might. He continued to run at speed unimaginable for ordinary human beings towards the palace of the Briss Kingdom. He quickly, and most carefully, checked his surroundings while simultaneously running in the set direction. He did not want to make a mistake and bump into innocent civilians. Even if they had shown him nothing, but hostility at the beginning he arrived here, they were good people trying to get by in life. Besides, Malik suspects this same apprehensive behavior was due to how the kingdom entered into the state it is in at the moment. Whether they give him thanks or not, the fact that knowing he did something for the greater good is satisfying enough. While his progressive dashing towards the palace goes on, he immediately spotted up to a total of four figures in the distance. He quickly stopped, his shoes skidding across the solid pavement of the road. When he finally managed to come to a halt, he look before him recognized them as cultist. Obviously they were lower-ranking members, soldier that follow the orders of the one in charge of this scheme. He stood up to face them as he could see they stood in defensive positions.

"I can tell from how you are standing that you intend to not let me pass through. If you people are here then, I suspect that more of your comrades are already inside. If that is the case, I will have to defeat you guys quickly to get by. I won't be holding back." He said in a rather solemn tone, letting the robed individuals before him know that he means business and was serious about going at them at full strength. This will make for a quicker way to enter the palace, but he will be exhausted, afterwards. He hopes he will be able to recover enough stamina in time for the next assault of soldiers he will have to face. To quickly begin the first battle, one of the two lower-ranked cultists in the group stepped forth. He walked over to the young martial artist and stood in front of him. At a moment like this, he knows what will happen now. All there is left to start the fight is who will be the first to attack. Not wanting to wait any longer due to the rulers of the kingdom being in danger, the novice pirate rushed forward. He was intent on defeating all of the cultist present here at the current location he was in.

While rushing to the cultist in front of him, the young martial artist had both of his hands clenched into tight fists, which he will use to pulverize his current enemy. The robed man readied himself. He along with his comrades have already gotten wind of who the boy that was fighting them was. They were actually frightened at the description of what the pirate was capable of. To be able to weaken their forces significantly single-handed is an impressive feat. This goes to show others that you "can't judge a book by it's cover". Malik was more dangerous than he looked, especially at the moment where he was dashing towards the cultist in front of him. When he was able to close the distance between each other, he ducked to the ground and gave a small jump with an uppercut with his left fist. The robed man was caught off-guard from the boy suddenly ducking in front of him and wasn't able to react in time. The punch had successfully connected to the man's chin, knocking up into the air two feet from the ground. The young martial artist was able to land without difficulty. The cultist on the other hand landed before stumbling backwards.

The boy continued his relentless assault as he ran up to the robed individual. With an appropriate distance having been meet with the two combatants, the adolescent released a kick with his right leg aimed at the cultist's face. It managed to hit his right jaw, sending the robed individual stumbling back even further. For the moment, Malik stood in place, waiting for the enemy to make a move of his own. While he did not want to waste time, he was a fair person, especially in combat. He is very honorable and would never try something so disgraceful. It would bring shame upon warriors everywhere, not to mention his family. He will honor all of them by being a noble martial artist now and forever. The robed man regained his footing and returned to his battle stance. Malik has to finish this man off quickly, but at the same time he cannot use up too much energy getting into the castle as a result. He still has to save considerable amounts of energy to fight against the only leading general of Tri-Shadow. He had seen what their soldiers do to other just for fun. That is a sight he will never forget to this day.

"M-My superiors were right, he is powerful. He is so unstoppable, even though he is still a child. How is this even possible and where did he come from?" The robed individual thought, wondering of the origins of this adolescent fighter in front of him. Deciding to change the battle in his favor, the man rushed towards the young martial artist. He pulled back his right fist for an attack aimed at the kid's face. Malik see how the cultist is prepared to assault him and knows how to counter it. The robed individual thrusted forth his fist, hoping to land a physical blows. To his dismay, the boy was able to dodge it. The adolescent then, balled his right fist and gave a sharp thrust towards the man's rib cage. The blow was able to hit, giving an impact strong enough to cause the cultist to bend over in pain. The child then, perform a roundhouse kick with his left leg. The robed man rose his shaking head just in time to see the attack coming for him. He was in too much pain to react. The attack successfully connected with the right side of his head. The impact from the blow was strong enough to knock him to the ground. His body then, fell limp from the sheer strength of the kick. Now, there was one cultist unconscious on the ground with the boy stand strong and firm. The remaining three soldiers of the organization stared in shock at how the robed man was defeated so easily.

Deciding that this needed to be taken care of immediately before any more dents in their plans makes themselves known, one of the higher-ranking members stepped walked forward. He stopped in front of the young martial artist with determination in his eyes as the adolescent did the same. The rookie pirate wasn't going to back down after coming this far. In fact, he would never back down from nothing or no one. Both combatants got into a fighting position. Each side stared one another down. The first to make their move was the cultist as he dashed toward the boy with impressive speed. When he was close enough, he tried a tactic that would throw him off. He whirled his entire body to the martial artist's left side before stopping. The young novice of a pirate was slightly taken aback by this maneuver as he never expected any of the soldiers to do such a thing. With the boy temporarily distracted, he had little time to react to the attack engaged to hit him. The cultist then, initiated a kick using his right leg. He managed to hit the boy in his left side. The impact push backwards up to a foot. Malik could tell from the force of the attack that he was strong. He has to be careful with this opponent.

The robed man rushed towards the novice pirate with more confidence than before. With the distance closed between them, he launched another kick with his left leg. The boy was prepared this next move as he held he arms up. As expected, he caught the attack in his hands. However, what was really surprising that when the adolescent pulled the man by his leg upward, his whole body lifted into the air as if he were a rag doll. The physical strength of this boy was astounding to the point that the other two cultist watching had their mouths agape, dumbfounded by his physical performance. The strength Malik possessed was what could be classified as super human. he can lift two men off the ground with ease and not feel any resistance. The young martial artist then, began to spinning in a counterclockwise manner, gaining momentum for his next tactic. When enough was gained, he threw the cultist at a far distance. He ended up crashing into one of the walls of the alleyway. He soon fell to the ground and landed on his chest with a thud. He quickly stood up, but as he did, his vision kept stirring due to the rotation the boy had put him through. This momentarily put him at a disadvantage.

With the current state of the robed man's vision, he was left open for an attack to be used against him. In that moment, the young martial artist took charge of the situation by rushing towards the man. He is ready to take the shot and land a powerful blow. He pulled back his right fist, a sign on performing a barrage of physical attacks. Namely, most of them will be punches. They will also include kicks and certain other maneuvers. He wasn't going to utilize the techniques of his fighting style just yet. He is hoping to save the stamina for when it is necessary. He did not want to waste any attacks he needed to defeat the last remaining general. He thrusted his right forward with much force, intent of landing a serious blow. The attack managed to connected with the robed man's chest. This caused him to grunt in pain, not expected such a punch due to his temporarily impaired vision. He pulled back his left fist and thrusted it at a different spot on the man's body. He was able to land a hit on his face. The impact of the punch pushed him backwards two feet.

Within moments, his vision was able to be restored to the point where he could both see and follow the movement of the novice pirate before him. Now it was his turn to go on the offensive. To retaliate from the recent attacks dealt to him, he engaged in a fast-paced type of rush towards the boy. Malik decided that he was going to be on the offensive this time. When the man got close enough, he reared his left fist back and rammed it forth. The young martial artist lifted up his arms to guard. He managed to block it, feeling the force of the impact when it made contact with him. The robed individual decided to take a new initiative. He crouched down and sweep kicked. With his attention preoccupied from guarding against the previous attack, the boy was unable to react to the man's tactic. As such, his feet was kicked off the ground, causing him to fall. he landed on his back with a thud. At that moment, the cultist took this opportunity to strike while the adolescent was vulnerable.

"Hah, now your mine, child." The man proclaimed as he held his right fist high. He proceeded to thrust the attack downward to the martial artist. The boy saw this and was able to react in time. He quickly rolled away from the punch, successfully dodging it as it collided with the ground. He quickly got to his feet and dashed towards his opponent. He launched a kick with his right leg at the cultist's face. The said robed man looked up just in time to see the attack hit him in his left jaw. The boy followed up with a roundhouse with his left leg. It managed to hit in the same spot, knocking the cult soldier off of his feet this time. he landed on the ground, but slowly stood back up. he was stubborn, refusing to lose to a child despite the power he possessed. Malik soon returned to his combative position, prepared for any more maneuvers the cultist tried to used on him. the soldier ran straight for the adolescent, ready finished the battle they had started. he clenched both of his hands into fists. This is a way for him to prepare a barrage of punches he had planned for him.

"It is time that we end this, pirate." The cultist soldier stated, wanting to settle this matter between him and the adept fighter. He was right, it was up to the point that they should bring this battle to a close, but he was the one who will lose. He will finish all of this with one strike from one of his techniques. It becoming a signature move he liked. First he had to time it just right with the robed man rushing towards him at a fast rate. When the cultist was close enough to the young martial artist he thrust his right fist, followed with his left. Malik was able to anticipate this as he easily dodged both punches. he then, pulled back his right hand and clenched it into a fist for an attack of his own.  He concentrated his strength within it and gave a strong thrust. This was his "Ryuutakashi", which he was using. Unable to react, the robed individual was forced to endure the full brunt of the blow. It collided with the middle of his face. The impact of the technique caused him to be thrown back as his vision began to blur. He landed on his back and slowly slipped into unconsciousness. With this victory, Malik had defeat two more cultist of Tri-Shadow.

[Techniques Used: Ryuutakashi: -15 = 135 Stamina]

Standing firmly firm the defeat of two opponent, who lay unconsciously limp on the hardened ground, Malik's gaze looked on at the remaining soldiers he had to triumph over in order to pass. If he can win against this two cultist in battle, then he can enter the castle. Hopefully, it will be in time for him to save the rulers of the kingdom. The robed men that were watching the confrontation between the boy and one of their comrades stood in shock at how he was able to defeat not just one, but two member's of their cult. This adolescent fighter was no longer considered a child in their eyes. He was now more than a teenager. he was a formidable warrior gifted with tremendous strength, which allowed him to easily crush enemies many times his own size. Despite how harmless he may seem, Malik was a powerful individual on his own. After what he did to the cultist and hugs he fought previously, the robed men before him feared what he might do to them, admittedly. The lower-ranking cultists turned to the higher-ranking one by his left. Anxiety was evident in the man's eyes. Before, he thought he could handle the martial artists due to him being an adolescent fighter. Now, he was uncertain whether he could win or not.

"T-This is so not right. He is just a kid and yet, look at what he did to our pals. How are suppose to defeat someone like this, he's no ordinary kid." The lower-ranked soldier said to his stronger, more adept comrade, worry evident on his facial expression. The young pirate waited patiently for his next opponent, even though he was in a hurry a few moments ago. He did not want to wait too long, however, as the rulers where in danger. Not only them, but the entirety of the South Blue. He was not going to let that happen. All those innocent people, their families, their friends. He wasn't going to let such tyrants take away the freedom they were entitled to, their given rights since birth. This especially counts for his own family he he cares more than anything and anyone in the entire world. He was not going to let these men lay a finger on a single hair on their heads, especially his mother. A sudden happy memory of him and with the woman who birthed him into existence flashed within the recesses of his mind. At that moment, he got into a battle position, the fire within his soul has been ignited and ready to take both cultist down. With his patience reaching it's end, he had made a decision to attack first as to not waste more time due to the sake of the rulers of the Briss Kingdom.

"If neither of you are going to come forth and challenge me, then I guess I will have to face both of you at the same time. I am sorry, if I sound impatient, but I cannot wait any longer. The rulers of this country are in danger and I do have to move quickly." Malik said, expressing his desire to help the king and/or queen as well as protect them from dangers such as the members of Tri-Shadow. The lower-ranked soldier of the two tensed at the boy's statement, but quickly calmed himself as both his comrade and him would be fighting together instead of one at a time. From the way he sounded, the cultist can guess the adolescent martial artist was in a hurry. Inwardly for the boy, he was worried what trouble the rulers might find themselves in, so his was to finish this battle as quickly as possible in order to get them. While fighting both of them would prove more difficult than either one alone, he was left with little choice with the amount of time he had now. He will have to time his actions just right to come out on top of this. if not, he will be left with serious injuries, if possible.

Not wanting to waste another second, the young novice pirate rushed in with high amounts of stamina, ready to deliver punishment upon the two enemies in the line of his sight. The two cult soldier immediately readied themselves. He reared back his left hand that was clenched into a fist. The higher-ranked of the duo saw this tactic and recognized what it was. Seeing it as a simple punch, he held his hands up while shifting his gaze towards his lower-ranking comrade. His eyes told him of what he is to do. Understanding from the look on his face, the cultist turned towards the boy dashing towards them, steadily closing the distance between both sides. When he was close enough, he thrusted his fist forward. The robed man managed to catch his attack in his palms. Reacting at the right time, his lower-ranking comrade made a thrust with his right fist, which was aimed at the boy's face. Turning his gaze to see the attack, the boy was able to counter the punch with his free hand. he lifted it up in front of his facial features to guard against the oncoming attack. To the low-ranking cultist's surprise, he caught it, similar to how his comrade caught the adolescent's own punch.

The novice pirate as well as the two cult soldiers he is fighting were in a moment were they had each other pinned, making it difficult for either one of the three to move. When you have enhanced strength as a result of martial arts training on Karate Island, you gain a few advantages in combat. If the cultists were not going to let him go then, he was going to make them. Using his right hand, which held the lower-ranking robed individual's fist, the boy strongly gripped at his wrist. He gave a firm tug, which, in turn, lifted the cultist off of his feet. He then, threw the man behind himself. The low-ranking cultist landed roughly on his chest with an audible thud emanating from his immediate contact with the ground. With a swift motion, the young martial artist gave a sharp kick with his right leg towards the higher-ranking cult soldier, whom caught his previous attack in the first place. The robed man was too close to dodge the simple maneuver, so he was forced to endure the damage. The kick was able to make contact with the cultist's stomach. The strength of the impact caused him to release his grip on the adolescent's left fist.

With the man's hold on him released, the young warrior took this chance to back away quickly to get some distance between him and the adult. He was now in the position of one cultist be in front of him along with another behind him. He will have to increase his concentration to keep track of both enemies as they are in opposing directions. This could be used as a means to find a way around his defenses. Despite the odds, however, none of this mattered to him. He will still find a way to defeat them both. After landing painfully on the stone pavement of the road they were on, the low-ranking cultist behind Malik started to stand up from the impact of the fall. When he was on his feet, he turned towards the boy and got into a fighting stance. With both enemies on opposite sides, the young fighter will find it difficult to defend from both sides. Still, his own fighting style enables him to adapt to various forms of close-combat. The question remained on whether he will be able to get the hang of the type of situation in time.

"It appears I have a unfortunate problem on my hands. With each opponents on opposite sides of myself, I would have to defend from both directions at the same time. Well, nothing ventured nothing gained." The young martial artist thought as he readied himself for the future attacks of both cultists. The robed individuals did the same. This way they have a greater chance of victory. The higher-ranked cult member in front of the adolescent decided to make the next move. He quickly charged towards him, a frontal assault well planned out. The look in the man's eyes told his comrade behind the young fighter to follow his lead. As he did by rushing at the boy's back. The tactic is to be well-timed and should significantly inflict damage upon him. The cultist in front of the novice pirate launched a kick with his right leg. With both enemies attacking, Malik was left with little choice to defend as he rose his hands to guard. The cultist attacking from behind launched a kick as well, but with his left leg.

While the adolescent fight was able to guard against a frontal attack from his opponent, successfully he might add, he was unable to defend from the blow from behind him. It managed to hit him in his back, causing him to let out a small grunt of discomfort and pain. The two cult soldier did not stop their. To follow up with the successful attack, the robed man in front of the boy performed a roundhouse with his left leg. The young warrior was unable to react in time, due to still experiencing discomfort from the blow he suffered from behind him. The kick landed on the right side of his chest. The impact of the connected blow pushed him to the ground. Knowing how to counter this, he positioned himself to rebound from his landing. When making contact with the stone pavement with his back, he was able to roll over and plant his feet firmly on the hard ground, making a successful recovery. He stood and shifted his stance into a combative position to continue his battle with the two cultist, who were now in front of him. This will make it easier for him to read their movement without altering his gaze back and forth.

"That's a pretty quick recovery, kid. You have impressive agility there. It's gonna be harder to knock you down than I thought, since you can be back on foot just like that." The higher-ranking cult soldier stated, impressed with Malik's reaction time and maneuver as he compliments it. The two robed individuals shifted their bodies into offensive poses of their own. It was the boy's turn to rush them as he dashed ahead with surprising speed. He quickly clenched his right hand into a fist while he fashioned his left into a claw-like positioned. The higher-ranking cultist raised his own fists and waited for the right moment for when the boy would close in. When they were both close enough, the robed man thrusted his right fist forward. The young warrior was able to easily dodge the attack, sliding to the left side of the cult soldier. He used his his left curved hand and jabbed it into the man's left shoulder. This was his technique, "Hebi Nigiri". This sent streams of agonizing pain coursing through the cultist's body. He grunted loudly from the unbearable sensation.

In that moment, Malik focused his strength into his right fist. At some point during the battle, he had decided on the utilization of not one, but two techniques. Sure, they will take a considerable amount of stamina, but it might give him another victory an bring him that much closer to rescuing the ruler individuals of this kingdom. When enough strength was gathered, he gave a sharp thrust of his right fist to the cultist's face. This was his signature technique, "Ryuutakashi". With the man dealing with the pain recently inflicted upon him by the Malik's "Hebi Nigiri", he was unable to dodge or even react. The punch collided with his left jaw, forcefully knocking him to the ground. He landed with a thud, losing consciousness. One this robed individual conquered, there left just one more cultist to fight before advancing towards the castle.

[Techniques Used: Hebi Nigiri, Ryuutakashi x1.5: -15 + -22.5 = -37.5 =  97.5 Stamina]

With three opponents laying unconscious on the solid stone pavement, Malik stood tall over their limp bodies. However, due to the stamina he had spend on the two techniques he recent used to defeat his latest enemy, the fatigue was starting to affect his body as he was slightly panting from the exhaustion of energy. While a considerable amount of vigor had been expended, he still had more than enough stamina to keep on fighting. After all, he did only had one more opponent he needed to defeat. At this moment, he had to especially be mindful of the energy he uses as well as the technique, because right now, at the moment, his most powerful move was out of the question. He was saving that attack for the last remaining, leading general of the cult, Tri-Shadow. For now, he will resort to using more simpler techniques to weaken his foe and finish him off with an ordinary strike. The said opponent was standing nervously, anxiety within his very eyes. With the more powerful one of the former duo down, he was left to fight against the warrior himself. The only thing the cultist had to depend upon was the fact that he used a significant amount of energy fighting against the soldier's higher-ranking ally.

W-What am I going to do now? I can't hold off this guy on my own, even if he is a child. If the others had seen what he is capable of, then they would think otherwise from the idea of challenging him in combat. At this, only the last remaining leader of our cult to handle him. S-Still, he appears to be panting. The expending of all that stamina might be starting to affect him. If that is the case, maybe I still have a chance" The anxious robed man thought, completely worried about the simple fact of facing the adolescent fighter in combat, but regaining some confidence upon noticing his current condition. Truthfully, if Malik look full of energy, he would willing cower before the boy. All the cultist had to go on by was that fact that boy's exhaustion of stamina was starting to get to him. The robed individual shifted into a combative stance, preparing himself for his personal confrontation with the novice pirate. The boy did the same as he changed his position. With this fight, it will possibly be his four victory in a row. Still, he won't become cocky just because their was only one cultist remaining guarding the entrance to the palace. This fight could still go either way, especially after the amounts of stamina he had expended.

The cult soldier was the first to initiate the first attack against his opponent. He rushed towards the young fighter with his left fist reared back for a firm strike. The young martial artist concentrated on the form of offensive and immediately knew what was coming. When the soldier was close enough he launched the punch towards the adolescent's face. Reacted swiftly, he easily dodged the attack and counter with his own. He clenched his right hand and thrusted it forth. He was able to land a successfully blow to his stomach. the collision caused a grunt of pain to emanate from the robed man's lips. Malik wasn't finished yet, he gave lifted his left leg and gave a firm stamp. The blow collided with his face, specifically his right jaw. The impact pushed him a considerable distance away from the teenage warrior, approximately two feet. The cultist panted heavily from the breath that had been knocked out of him. He had a feeling he wouldn't last much longer. Despite his anxiety for face the boy in combat, he didn't run. As such, Malik can consider him a worthy opponent and not a coward. He wasn't one to just simply judge someone solely on their appearance. He waits to see their actions, how they act, how they feel, how they see perceive all around them before making judgement upon their character.

The novice pirate made a dash towards his opponent, who was still experiencing the recent effects of the boy's previous physical maneuvers. He clenched both of his hands into fists, a sign that it was evident enough he was preparing for an attack. Probably an array of consecutive blows, excluding his techniques. He will be saving the current amounts of stamina he has for the strongest remaining cult members, which was the last of the two leaders of Tri-Shadow. While he wasn't going to use any of his techniques to end this, he was going to put as much force into each blow he can muster at the moment. He was already starting to feel the effects of fatigue. He had to end this battle right now. The robed man saw the adolescent getting ready for an initiation of a frontal assault and readied himself. When the young warrior was close enough, the cultist tried to counter him with a sift kick with his left leg. The boy saw this and was able to react by lifting up his right arm. Thanks to his immense strength, he was able to block. Pushing the man's leg aside, he launched his left fist towards the soldier. It managed to hit him in his right jaw. Malik followed up with three more punches. Each one landed on a different part of his opponents body. The First connected with his left jaw, the second with the right side of his torso, and the third with his stomach. The boy finished up with a roundhouse kick using his left leg. With the damage the cultist had sustained from the boy's punch, he was struggled to brush it off, making it difficult for him to avoid the attack. The blow ended up hitting him on the left side of his head. The resulting impact pushed him to the ground. With an audible thud hurt from the man's landing, he fell unconscious.

With this soldier's defeat, the adolescent was victorious over all the robed individuals, who were earlier guarding the entrance to the castle. Not wanting to waste much more time, he turned on his feet, and charged straight towards the palace. Whatever obstacles lay inside, he had yet to discover. But he could tell, it may possibly become more difficult from here. Despite his slight exhaustion from his previous battle, the thought of fight stringer opponents excited him.

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