Come on Gasper be a MAN! The Calvary arrives as the beginning of the Destined Fight commences! Pt. 2

(With the leaders)

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*

An explosion filled the air where Azazel and the figure fought as smoke blocked the view point of the leaders down below who were still raising a barrier to protect the frozen victims of the Balor View. Their attention on the sky rather than the mages firing their pointless magic bullets at them they began to get troubled, the presence of Kiba Yuuto was no longer sensed and what made it stranger was Drayfus Mammon wasn't detected in the area either.

"Both Kiba Yuuto and Drayfus Mammon appeared to have been cut off by a barrier of strong isolation."

Sirzechs had asked Grayfia for the young devil's status, he wouldn't forgive himself if a member of his sister's peerage were to die under his care.

"We shouldn't worry. If the barrier is still raised then, we could trust that Kiba Yuuto-kun is still alive and well."

If the barrier were lowered, Drayfus would have been out already do to the quality the barrier has to block out outside interference and to hide the power signatures of anyone inside of it. So a chance of Kiba being still alive is quite high as the barrier was still held up.

Getting rid of the approaching mage fodder on the ground, Xenovia makes use of Durandal's destructive power by creating large cutting waves of holy magic to vanquish them. The group of mages she destroyed was turned into dust once the holy wave touched them. Dealing with enemies, who only work with magic was a good thing for a fighter like Xenovia, since the enemy is too weak physically and can't seem to take a hit.

Another swarm of mages approached the Durandal wielder and started bombarding her with magic bullets.

"More? Guh…" Xenovia uses the large blade of Durandal to shield herself from the attacks as the numbers the mages have shown were a little too much for her to take on alone as a mage took this this chance to fire at her from behind.

Good thing she wasn't though.

"Xenovia!" Wrapping itself around the mage the holy Excalibur sword, Mimic turned into a rope and threw the mage up in the air. It was Irina providing back-up for her former partner.

"Irina!" Xenovia nods and jumps in the air, hacking the assaulting mage in half.

Landing beside Irina now back to back, Xenovia said,

"Thanks that would have been very messy if you didn't help."

Gathering around the two holy sword users the mages prepared their attacks to end them right there as they focused on building up their magic.

Questions floating around her head as the meeting went through her head, Irina cried,

"Why? Why didn't you tell me the truth that you weren't a traitor but had been exiled!?"

"Revealing my actions would have made things easier for you to understand, but to do that I would have told you that the God yo-, we loved didn't had died. Even if you didn't saw me as a comrade anymore I still couldn't tell you something which would make you fall into despair."

Xenovia showed a face of concern, towards her old partner still worrying for her even after she was reincarnated as a devil.

Taken back by this Irina looked shocked before smiling upon realizing a pivotal truth which would be accomplished with fighting with Xenovia again,

"I understand. Thank you…"

"Irina?" Xenovia looked over her shoulder at the exorcist.

"Let's handle these pagans then we can catch up, because if we gain peace then devils won't be my enemy anymore." Irina smiled as she saw another possibility to be friends again with Xenovia and Michael.

"Your right and neither will the believers of God will become the enemy to me, a devil." Xenovia smiles as well filled with hope and a new drive to fight harder,

"Then this is a fight with our friendship on the line!"

"Let's face this trial, and keep moving forward!"

Xenovia and Irina readied their blades and evaded the massive magic bullet the mages shot at them combined.

"HAAAAAAH!" Both girls swung their blades in tandem and fired a large holy wave which made a clear path after chopping the row of mages in half.

"Come on, Irina, we can't lag now!"

"Your right, we should at least do our best to clear these guys like Katerea-san and Raymond-san!"

The two were urged to work harder as they see the display of the higher powered beings above taking care of the mages that are airborne. Raymond flew with his arms crossed as he reveals more red-flamed aura around his body.

*FWOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!*

"Hell Blaze: Sinner's Grasp!"

*GRAB!*

*SIZZZZZLE!*

The flame looking aura actually turned into a red flamed demonic hand which grabbed a handful of mages and burned them alive in one touch. The hand thrusts out in between another few scattered mages who dodged.

Flapping her devil wings to appear over Raymond, Katerea raises her staff in the air,

"Here, allow me to give you a hand with that!"

Horrible pun aside, Katerea used her demonic power to enhance the number of arms Raymond created like the single arm of flames grew another two on both of its elbows as Raymond used them to kill the remaining mages in one or actually two clutches.

"Tch! Pathetic worms, you clearly stand no chance."

Raymond turns his aura back to normal as he saw the dust remains of the mages fall to the ground. Their efforts were treating the two good as their enemy's numbers were decreasing as they continued firing their combined attacks, but that still didn't stop the new arrival of mages that appear from the enemy's gate over the academy.

"Looks like we have more coming." Katerea reminded.

The enemy mages fired another round of their magic bullets in combined volleys as they pelted both Raymond and Katerea futilely once they shielded themselves in human sized barriers.

"Let's handle them quickly. This is just getting repetitive." Raymond thrusts his hand out and creates a giant massive circle in front of Katerea.

"Hyah!" Katerea summons a massive blast of demonic power in the shape of an Asian dragon, upon it entering the magic circle the Asian dragon underwent a upgrade in destructive power as the imbued magic circle coated it in the hell flames Raymond uses in combat.

"Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The mages cried out in agony as they died from the torturous pain from the combined attack.

"That's not it here take some more!" Katerea uses her staff to direct the flaming mass of demonic power to attack and devour the mages filling in the sky.

Looking at Katerea with a unreadable expression Raymond said,

"…Impressive."

"You shouldn't expect less coming from me. Now have a surprise!" Katerea placed more power into the Asian dragon making it breathe out gouts of demonic infused red flames at the approaching mages who were turned to ash.

Looking in the air at the black smoke filled sky Raymond worried for his leader as he was facing an individual of unpredictable power and questionable sanity. He knew the Governor-General always had a trick up his sleeve once something's on the line so he expected Azazel to use it now before it was too late.

"Relentless as hell, I see."

"RAAAAAAAWR!" The figure released a inhumane yell.

Soaring out from the black cloud of smoke, Azazel flapped his wings and created a gust of wind thrusting him higher into the air. Following closely was the figure whose wings of lights made it easier to get close to the Governor-General from behind. The figure was actually able to force him to be cautious as all of her attacks were lethal. Tightly gripping the golden spear with the purple jewel closely, he hasn't been given the chance to use it yet because of his opponent being persistent on killing him.

"You know out of all the women I've ever encountered, you seem to be the only one who can't take a hint!"

Azazel throws one of his large light spears at the figure.

"Grrrrr!"

*CRUSH!*

The figure caught the light spear with their bare hand (or dragon clawed hand) and crushed it while using the power in theirs wings of red light to catch up with Azazel.

"Chi! Seems that won't work if I tried again, seems like I have to distract her with something else."

Azazel contemplated over a plan but could have made sure the figure wasn't too close before doing it.

"Auuurgh!" The figure lets out a beastly grunt as they grab onto the ankle of Azazel.

"Shit! Looks like I let myself get too lax." Azazel cursed.

Spinning the body in place the figure decides to use a roundhouse throw and spiral Azazel in mid-air with hefty strength and speed.

"Huuuura!"

The figure released Azazel after applying enough pressure into the throw, Azazel could not move as the force he was thrown back with was intense for him to recover.

He couldn't help, but smile bitterly at his situation,

"What a mess, I've been put into."

Suddenly flash stepping to appear over Azazel, the figure readied both their ordinary hand and dragon arm to enhance their sharpness as the dragon claw glow darker and honed as their ordinary arm had the aura form into the same shape as well.

"YAAAAAAAAAH!" The figure leaned in and was about to use those claws to rip through Azazel.

"Ohoho! This will probably sting." Azazel raised one arm to block the incoming attack.

*SHING!* *SHING!* *SHING!* *SHING!* *SHING!* *SHING!* *SHING!*

*RIP!*

In a frenzy, the figure started cutting like crazy as Azazel resigned himself to guard the attack that ripped the sleeves of his clothes off, Azazel made sure to use his aura to toughen his skin but all that did was lessen the force of the slashes the figure made on him.

"Tch! Damn that stings." Azazel's arms were covered in mild cuts as blood came out of them.

"…Aaaaaaarhaaaa!"

*BANG!*

The figure kicked Azazel quite a distance away as the Fallen Angel Governor catches himself from the kick back and tries to use this time to use the power of his spear.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Growling loudly the figure clenches their fists as they began their next attack.

Using the dragon aura claws for their next attack the figure created an unstable sphere of the dragon aura which seemed able to explode just by how it twitches. Compressing the sphere down into that of a golf ball the figure places it in their mouth devouring the dangerous power.

"I'm not staying planted here to know that this will be bad."

Widening his eyes, Azazel knew where this was going as he readied his wings and jetted himself higher into the sky once the figure raised their hand before slapping it down on their belly.

"Gooooooooooooough!"

*DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!*

Expelling a large dark red laser from out their mouth, the wave was sent boring through the ground below in the forest around the academy setting off consecutive explosions as they made contact. That would have been a dreadful blast to recover from had Azazel got hit.

"Phew! Now that was a close one, but I don't see you getting the upper hand if you can't catch me."

Azazel makes sure to appear behind the figure.

"Grrrrrrrrr!" The figure growls and snaps his body back and lunges at Azazel as they threw a mighty barrage of fists at the Fallen Angel. Dodging the lethal blows with caution Azazel could see that with each hit the figure threw the more powerful and destructive they could be. It was like a heater generally picking up enough energy before releasing that energy in larger amounts. Could it be because of that transformation the figure did before?

'I heard her say Welsh Drive, so it's linked to Vali's Vanishing Drive. It seems because she has the flesh and power of the original Sekiryuutei in her, she can tap into the power without using the spirit of the Welsh Dragon.' Azazel concluded that thought as he was a little slow to dodge one punch as it grazed his cheek.

"Tch! I can't fight back if I don't have distance." Azazel clicked his tongue as he tries swerving away from the barrage of punches but the figure would let him escape as they kept charging forward to attack with their dragon aura infused fists.

"Nyaaaaaaaargh! Die! Die! Die!"

"Geez, you're a broken record you know that, so allow me to put you out of your misery!"

Azazel manages to find an opening in the figure's middle and stabbed a light spear right through them, this like before had little to no effect to the figure who just coughed up the blood they lost, pulled out the spear, and crushed it.

Grunting in search of Azazel the figure violently looked from left to right before looking up towards the sky to see the man pointing his spear down as it flashed a bright light in the air.

With that little time he had gained, Azazel was able to gain distance and face the figure from afar as he said,

"Finally, now to continue what I was going to do. Allow me to show you what I made with my new hob-"

*FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!*

"Oi! It's rude to interrupt the transformation of your opponent you know? Not even cartoon villains would stoop that low!"

Azazel was getting frustrated with the figure interrupting his transformation as they exhaled huge blasts of flames with no warning. Azazel flew higher in the air and dodged the scalding fire only to see a shadow above him. He turns his back to see the figure with their hands locked over their head.

"DIIIIIIE!"

*SLAAAAM!*

*CRASH!*

Feeling the brunt of the locked handed attack, Azazel was sent crashing in the ground where a large crater was made from his body. Standing out of it with a few mild bruises, Azazel shook his head and groaned,

"Okay, I admit things are starting to get a little out of hand now." Azazel looks up to see that the figure had another attack planned and ready to go because in their hand was a massive amount of dragon power in the form of a giant sphere.

"Ku…" The figure growls lightly as they saw the grounded Azazel with the other faction leaders behind him. It would be like killing 2 birds with a single stone. The figure then started to expand the destructive capabilities of the sphere as it glows brighter and lets off an almost electrical aura as it becomes more unstable with the boosted power transferred in it.

"Now this could prove a problem."

"That much energy could obliterate the entire campus!"

Both S. Michael and Serafall were concerned with the massive ball of destruction their assailant has formed. Looking calm and assertive Sirzechs began thinking of a way to prevent any massive blows to the incoming attack. As for Azazel, he simply resumed with his plan to use the spear in his hand.

"I guess it's now or never." Azazel made the jewel on the spear glow brighter as he prepares himself to use a stronger outlet of power that can get them out of this bind.

"Die…Die…Die…Die….DIE! DIIIIIE!" The figure kept repeating the same words over and over again. They didn't want to give the Fallen Angel a chance to retaliate so they began to throw their attack to finish him, the leaders and everything else that was in the way. Finally it could all be over they just needed to destroy these people before claiming what had been stolen from them.

Yes, it was just a matter of…

*BAM!*

Suddenly the sound of a hard punch was heard from far away.

"…?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The figure looked up in the air and saw a weird sight it was the flailing body and hurtling down to the earth nearby Azazel.

Looking up, Azazel sighed and said, "Don't tell me that's…no, it couldn't. How would he even?"

Azazel had his doubts about the possibility of that kid showing up, but doubted it until something the falling body said confirmed it,

"EXTREME!"

*THUD!*

"O-Ow…"

"Oh god, it is." Azazel face palmed as he looked to see the twitching and battered Michael lying face down in the ground. It just wasn't him who was surprised it was also Sirzechs, Serafall and S. Michael who watched the young man fall from the sky.

'I should have kept my focus on his location more closely so none of this would happen.' Azazel looked down at the trembling Michael pull his head from the ground and shakes it to get his mind back together.

"Hahaha! I'm still alive, well of course I am because I am the Great Hanamura! Hahahahahahaha! Ough! It hurts to laugh *Cough!*" Michael stands up and lands before grabbing his pained stomach after the blow it received from the furious Koneko who beat him up.

"…!" The figure gasped and began to tremble as they froze in place after catching sight of Michael being so close to them. The massive sphere of dragon power disappears as well as the figure's urge to kill

"Wow brat, you sure made quite a pitiful entrance, don't you think?" Azazel mocked Michael who was just now trying to deal with getting himself oriented.

"Oh it's you, Ero-Ossan? A-And what the freaking flip do you mean by pitiful I'll have you know I was falling in style!" Michael grinned and posed in a cool fashion.

"Falling in the style of a moron."

"What did you say!?"

"You heard me."

Michael and Azazel entered into an argument, but now wasn't the time for this.

Turning to look at the approaching Rias who have arrived with her Rook and Bishop by her side, Sirzechs smiled,

"It looks like you made it back and retrieved Gasper safely."

"Yes, now we'll begin our counterattack with the others, but Onii-sama may I ask you to please watch over Gasper?" Rias places a hand on Gasper's shoulder.

"Alright." Sirzechs takes Gasper under his care as he stays within the barrier.

"Our current objective is to get rid of the mages attacking the leaders until the enemy's gate closes understood?"

Huddling up around Rias were the remaining servants: Xenovia and Koneko, who were able to fight.

"Hai, Buchou!"

"Where is Yuuto?" Rias asks Xenovia.

Wearing a worried expression, Xenovia responds,

"He is dueling one of the attackers of the meeting by himself, but I'm confident he'll make it out and win." Xenovia reassures not only Rias but herself.

"Yes, he is my knight and I expect no less of a victory from him." Rias placed her faith that Kiba would return alive,

"Now let's show them what we can do my adorable servants!"

Engaging in defense the devils began their attack back on the mages. Rias uses magic to create a barrier for the others as they dealt with the mages below it. Koneko attacks the opponent with heavy punches and kicks that lead to an instant K.O. while the combined efforts of Xenovia and Irina wiped the floor with the enemy with their holy swords.

"Alright, look I didn't come here to get insulted by you, Ero-Ossan!" Michael grins then points at the figure above, "I came here because of you!"

'The feeling my dragon arm felt back then I wonder how it's linked to that guy?'

[I sense about 50% of my power within that person's body, it may be the severed pieces of my former body within them.]

'Wait, your old body is transplanted in someone? How do you even do that is that even possible?' Michael thought.

[Don't ask me, this is a first I've seen of this happening, but let me warn you, Michael. Do not engage them alone. I sense more than just the power of my former body in her, there seems to be other harmful things about her as well.]

'Yeah! I gotcha!' Michael punched his open hand and smiled,

"Well then allow me to introduce myself, I am Michael Hanamura the Great and I will be your opponent so get ready as I-!"

Pushing Michael back, Azazel states,

"Michael this isn't a game stay back and let me handle this."

"EH!? Why should I and what the hell I was in the middle of introducing myself to my opponent that's a jerkwad move Ero-Ossan!"

Michael shouted.

"Michael this is serious, so stay back and go help your master." Azazel warned Michael once more who didn't understand the mood as he persisted.

"I called dibs on this guy, so let me at them, Ero-Os-!" Michael tries to push Azazel back, but stopped when he saw the sudden rise of light aura escape Azazel's body; it was a ton and very intimidating. Plus the solemn expression Azazel had made Michael know that whatever it was it sure as hell shouldn't involve him if things were this bad.

"You know what…kick their ass, Ero-Ossan, I'll go help, Buchou and the others!" Michael went 360 in a second as he runs back to support his friends.

Dripping out from under the hood of the figure were tears, as she cried,

"A-Aeron…?"

The conflicting emotions of seeing that boy so close up gave Azazel a chance to activate his secret weapon,

"Now that all the interruptions are over with let's be getting down to business!"

"The only one among them who can use strong defense magic is Rias, huh?" Sirzechs commented as Gasper watched in anxiousness of his friends fighting as hard as he could only watch them struggle.

'B-Buchou!' Gasper thought with tears welling up in his eyes.

*PEW!* *PEW!* *PEW!* *PEW!* *PEW!* *PEW!*

"Aah!"

Dealing with the mages above with her defensive magic, Rias begins to struggle as all of them began to gang up on her. Their numbers were too much for her to handle and the defensive spell broke under the bombardment as Rias fell back being overwhelmed.

"Buchou!"

[Boost!]

[Blade!]

"Extend!"

*RIIIIIIIIP!*

Michael used Ascalon and extended it from the Boosted Gear as he tore through a row of mages about to attack Rias with a single swing.

"Buchou are you alright?" Michael kneels down to Rias' side.

"Yes, thank you Michael." Rias nods, happy that Michael was there to help.

"No problem!" Michael grinned then looked back.

'I-It's all my fault…' Gasper stares at the fight in front of him, as he started to feel tired of being helpless.

Seeing the mages circling around them, Michael gritted his teeth and picked Rias up in the bridal position as the mages fired the magic bullets together in a powerful shot.

*BAANG!*

"That was too close." Michael jumps out the smoke with Rias in his arms, with the latter blushing at the position she was in.

"Everyone's fighting hard…for something I caused…I can't j-just sit here and watch this." Gasper picks himself up and with the best effort he can, try and stand tall.

Watching this closely Sirzechs wanted to see how much growth the once sealed Bishop had underwent as he didn't do anything to stop Gasper.

"I-I want to help too, Michael-nii told me I had to stand up, so I-I can't quit anymore." Gasper trembled as he prepares himself to return time back to normal.

"Rias-Buchou! Michael-nii!"

Catching both of their attention Gasper cries out, "I want to be a man like you, Michael-nii, and I want to live up to the expectations you've made for me, Buchou. That's why…I'm going to prove myself as a man by helping my friends, too!"

Gasper reaches for the arm bracelet strapped on to his arm and rips it off.

"No, Gasper stop that, Onii-sama please stop Gasper!" Rias cries out for Sirzechs to do something.

"Excuse me for this Rias, but I must allow this, who am I to stop a "man" who's intent on doing something." Sirzechs said with a cool smile.

'Wow, that was so cool and slick, you're the best, Aniki!' Michael could understand what Sirzechs meant.

"B-But!"

"It's fine, Buchou." Michael said.

"What?" Rias questioned Michael's reassuring grin.

"Gasper's finally standing up, and when a man gains his courage it will be hard to stop any decision he makes."

"I'll show you all how much of a man I really am!" Gasper's eyes glow bright as he undoes the effects of his sacred gear in the surroundings.

"Come on, you can do this, Gasper!" Michael cheered.

*FLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!*

After the flash ends, the time frozen field which surrounded the academy and effects on the others were stopped. Everyone regained the ability to move once more.

"It seems it stopped." Raymond calmly looks up at the now unfrozen sky.

"Meaning we shouldn't worry about protecting the leaders, so seriously anymore." Katerea sighs as she stops her continuous Asia Dragon/ Nightmare Flame combination attack.

Blinking upon being brought back from their frozen states, everyone looked around in confusion of why they were outside instead of the meeting room.

"Oh my…"

"Huh?"

"How did we…?"

Akeno, Asia and Raynare looked around to see the change in location.

"Just what in the world happened?" Sona who is returned to normal turns to Tsubaki.

"I have no clue."

"Sona-chan, your back!" Serafall lunges at Sona and hugs her tightly.

"O-Onee-sama?" Sona was even more confused it seemed her sister was really joyed for some reason.

"He did it, Gasper made time go back to normal." Rias felt so proud for her Bishop able to do something like this after what just happened to him.

"He also stopped the enemy gate, as well." Grayfia also added.

"Now we have one less thing to worry about." Serafall smiles, but then remembers something very important as she kept on worrying about it ever since this incident start, "Oh no! I forgot about my precious, Shura-chan!"

Pushing through the unfrozen Occult Research members and Raynare, Serafall makes a beeline for the Gym with Sirzechs giving a bitter smile and sigh at his fellow Maou's behavior.

"Serafall, what are you doing? Don't just go off all by yourself!" Katerea manages to fly after Serafall and lift her off the ground and heads back to the leaders.

"No! My beloved Shura-chan is there! He's his son too, and I won't forgive myself if he's hurt!" Serafall flailed her arms over Katerea's shoulder as she was dragged back.

"He's protected inside a barrier, he'll be fine just stay with the leaders and wait until we finish off the rest of the enemy."

"Hmph! Fine!" Serafall pouts and crosses her arms as she was placed on the ground besides Sona who puts a hand to her head and groans.

"See Gasper, you can do it! Way to prove you're a MAN!" Michael shouts as he puts Rias down to stand by herself.

[Okay, you need to stop that.]

'Yeah, I see how repetitive it is now…' Michael thought.

About to fall over in exhaustion, Gasper was caught by Asia who rushed to help.

"This is…?"

"We'll tell you the details later. Now I need the help of everyone." Rias unfurls her wings and flies in the air.

"Yes, Buchou." Akeno follows after Rias and calls upon the power of thunder, "Thunder, come!"

*BAKAAA!* *BAKAAA!* *BAKAAAAA!* *BAKAAAAAAA!*

Using her magic to enhance the power of thunder, Rias uses a magic circle to increase the quantity that is fired. Most of the mages succumbed to the powerful lightning and died.

Joining the fray, Sona and Tsubaki stormed after the mages with Sona using a barrier to force back the magic bullets fired at them.

"Tsubaki!"

"Yes, Kaichou!"

Tsubaki revealing her weapon to be a naginata uses the speared weapon's length to cut the mages in half in both close and mid-range combat.

"I don't know what's going on, but allow me to cut in!"

*STAB!* *STAB!* *STAB!* *STAB!*

Firing a single light spear, Raynare's precision was perfect as it impaled 4 mages at once.

Smiling at her impressive skill, she was oblivious to the mages who were still around about to pummel her with their spells. Upon realizing it, she gasps while expecting to get hit by a magic bullet only for them to get impaled by a blue light spear followed by a pink one.

"Those Light Spears they must be!"

Raynare then was tackled in the air by a flying Mittelt, who forced her face between the former's breasts.

"Raynare-oneesama, I missed you!"

"M-Mittelt and Kalawarner too?" Raynare looks to see Kalawarner calmly float her way.

"Nice to see your still doing alright." Kalawarner greeted.

"But how are you two still okay after the attack?"

"It was because Raymond-sama placed us both in these powerful barriers!" Mittelt rejoiced happily as she tries to snuggle up to Raynare, who tried to pry the small blonde off.

"He did that?" Raynare's eyes widened as she looked up at Raymond who was burning many mages alive. Her expression didn't change it was that of being somewhat thankful and confusion at Raymond's current actions towards her friends.

Pushing that aside, Raynare said,

"So how about we three work together for old time's sake?"

"It would be enlightening to fight by your side." Kalawarner didn't mind it as she missed this nostalgia of working with the two girls as a whole once more.

"Yes! Yes! Let's show them the power of our friendship and love, Raynare-oneesama!"

"Mittelt, please, stop putting your head into my chest…" Raynare blushed as she pried off the Blonde Fallen Angel and soared into the sky with the two and fired an endless barrage of light spears at the scattering mages.

"Now it's time for me to show my stu-! Huh?"

Michael blinks as Koneko suddenly grabs him by the collar.

"K-Koneko-chan?" Michael gulps, "Your still not mad at me, right?"

"…Fly away."

"What the hell? You can't keep a grudge for that looooo-aaaaaah!"

*THUD!*

Koneko, who was still upset threw Michael at a group of mages really hard, Michael rubbed his back as he unintentionally defeated them.

"Damn it, now my back hurts!" Michael cries out as he rubs his back.

"Michael-san, are you okay?" Asia rushes to Michael's side and starts healing his back.

"I am now, thanks Asia. It's good to have you back." Michael smiles with happiness at the fact that everyone is back to normal, "In fact, it's good that everyone's unfrozen and back to the way they are."

"T-Thank you, Michael-san. I'm glad to be back." Asia who focused on the first thing Michael said blushed at his words and smile

Still looking at Michael, the figure blocked out the other things happening around them as they simply focused on the sight of the Trident shaped haired boy.

"A-Aeron…you've grown…" The figure kept on muttering something to themself.

Floating up in the air to be face to face with the figure, Azazel taps the spear on his hand a couple of times as he smiles,

"Look whose calmed down for once, but don't you know staring is rude?" Azazel smirks.

"Grrr!" Blocking the view of Michael, the figure snapped at Azazel.

"Whoa! Whoa! Calm down, I'm not here to aggravate you anymore, I'm just here to put an end to you before you do something which could be the end of us." Azazel points down the tip of his spear as his aura cascades around his body, "I'm about to show you what happens when I take something serious."

"Hrrrh!?" The figure snarled in question of the spear.

"Wondering what this is? Well, it's something I made for fun, or my hobby. This is the Downfall Dragon Spear."

Azazel raises the spear high up in the air as he explains, "This baby is an artificial sacred gear. I have been developing this one for a while after I checked out the specs of Vali's Balance Breaker."

Flashing, Michael saw his Boosted Gear detecting the presence of something else.

"What's going on up there?"

"Balance Break!"

Immersing himself with the gold aura which emitted itself from the spear, Azazel started to transform the power into a physical form. The power changed into the form of a golden plated dragon's armor, with Azazel's 12 jet black wings sticking out of it. There even was a unique spear in Azazel's hand while wearing the armor.

"That is awesome! How did the Ero-Ossan get a Sacred, and… but no matter it still isn't as awesome as our Balance Breaker right, Ddraig?"

[Michael get serious, we are literally in the middle of a battle. But I'd never expect that Fafnir was sealed away in a Sacred Gear as well. It must be a fake by how forced the Governor-General made it appear.]

'Wait, that thing is fake?' Michael blinked.

[He forced it into a Burst State which will make the Sacred Gear go out of control. He must have planned to use it as a disposable if he wanted to actually use it.]

"So who's this Fafnir guy you talked about? Is he just like that crazy Tiamat-bitch?" Michael was curious about the other dragons, and still called Tiamat such a name after doing what she did to him and Ddraig.

[Yes, he is one of "Five Great Dragon-Kings". Azazel talked about Vritra the other day, remember? In addition, there's the "Chaos Karma Dragon" Tiamat, we already *Cough!* met, the "Mischievous Dragon" Yu-Long, and the "Sleeping Dragon" Midgardsormr. And finally "The Gigantis Dragon Fafnir. Though I say that, Vritra was eliminated long ago and sealed somewhere. If what Azazel says is true, then Fafnir was also sealed. Though originally, there were six Dragon-Kings.]

"Whoa! That's a lot of dragons and Vritra? That's the dragon Saji has! And wait, six dragon kings? What happened to the last one?"

[That will be a story for another day, now focus on the fight above.]

"Don't you think this is fair game, a Dragon for a Dragon? I like to call this armor, Armor of the Fallen Dragon, Downfall Dragon Another Armor."

"Wow, that name's too long way to kill the mood!" Michael shouted at the armor's stupidly long name.

"You still don't change it seems it feels like yesterday, you were just building that ridiculously named sword. What was it again…? Oh yes, I remember it's-"

S. Michael brought up with a reminiscing tone.

"You stay quiet, Michael!"

Azazel, who was being ridiculed for the naming of his armor snapped at both Michaels.

"Which one are you talking to?" Michael asked.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

The figure began to create a magic circle once it saw the light spear Azazel held, pulling out a red scaled/clawed sword, it let out the same presence the figure did meaning it was created from the body parts of Ddraig's old body as well.

"Looks like someone came well prepared." Azazel chided as he puts more power of light into the light spear and grips onto it tightly, 'I'll be sure to end things fast, and leave as little amount of damage to the body so I can examine it later.'

Placing all of their power into their sword, the figure now held a elongated aura blade created from nothing but pure dragon aura. The two were hoping to finish this battle while going all out with their individual finishers. Readying his wings Azazel prepared to shoot himself through the air with all the speed he has.

Beckoning the figure, Azazel laughed, "Now come on…"

"You took everything…took everything tookeverythingtookeverythingtookeverything from ME!" The unstable Figure shot themselves at Azazel who flapped his wings and created a powerful gust which blew back everyone who watched on the ground.

"AZAZEL!"

"Hmph!"

"Come on Ero-Ossan, what are you doing? Kick their ass!" Michael cheered.

"W-What, A-Aeron?" The figure was displeased with Michael cheering for Azazel and dropped her Welsh Drive state decreasing the power she once had in half.

"Your open." Azazel took this chance to put enough put to kill the figure as he thrusts his light spear at her chest.

"…! DAMN YOU" The figure gasped as they remembered what they were in the middle of doing and swings her sword in the ready to chop Azazel in half.

*CLAAASH!*

*GIIIIN!*

Making contact with each other in a slow motion kind of fashion, they passed one another and stopped charging as they're backs was facing to each other. Waiting for their reactions to their own attacks to take place, everyone stayed silent. A few seconds pass and the one who showed any hint of damage was Azazel.

*SNAAP!*

*Thud!*

A torrent of blood sprayed out of Azazel's left arm as it falls out of its socket and fell to the ground.

"!" Everyone who watched was surprised.

"Azazel-sama!"

"Ero-Ossan!"

Both Michael and Raymond cried out in worry for Azazel.

Expecting a wince or scream in pain, everyone heard a slight chuckle as Azazel said,

"Looks like I lost my arm, it's a fair price to pay after I did the same to you." Azazel looks over his shoulder as he uses magic to stop the bleeding of his arm.

*SNAAP!*

*Thud!*

Now snapping off as well the right arm of the Figure fell off as well as it fell to the ground with a loud thud right next to Azazel's.

"Grch!" The figure gripped their bleeding, empty arm socket and trembled, "It wasn't a fair price at all you, bastard. You did way more than I did…"

"Perhaps." Azazel nodded as he saw the many blood soaked holes on the figure's back courtesy of Azazel's increased strength and speed within his dragon armor. His thrusting speed was so powerful during that one moment he tore through the figure's body and pierced them with little issue. An added bonus to this was that he got the chance to do it multiple times before ending it with a quick slash through the arm.

"Ourch! Ooooough!" The figure coughs up blood and moans in pain as they placed back the sword they used back into the magic circle for storage purposes.

"I guess this is it…" The figure coughed as a silent ringing went through its head communicating with it,

'M-Master…?' The figure listened intently to the ringing as it varied upon meaning like Morse code.

"It's over. Even when we both have one arm, I still have enough power in this thing to eradicate you completely, so accept defeat or else I'll-,"

Azazel would have continued his demands but was interrupted.

"Oh well~!" The figure retained their former cute tone as it stood right up and waved at Azazel, "I'm sorry, Crow-Bitch, but I can't stay here anymore. I'm needed elsewhere, my master told me to have enough fun before things went too far, so bye-bye!"

The figure waved goodbye as it chest was littered with many blood splattered holes, was it even human anymore. No, a human would have died a long time ago so what was she, no normal being can handle that much damage and still be okay to laugh like that.

"You think we'd let you escape?" Azazel raised his remaining hand and summoned a massive amount of light spears and fired them at the figure.

"I'm sorry, but we'll settle this another day, Crow-bitch!" The figure giggled as a massive hole takes shape in front of the figure that hums happily and devours the onslaught of light spears.

"…!"

"That technique!"

"This is new, isn't that the technique of a devil?" Azazel wondered out loud not at all phased by the interruption.

"The Power of Hole which belongs to the Abaddon Family why is it here of all places?" Serafall gasped.

"Could it be that the master their talking about is a devil?" S. Michael turns to Sirzechs.

"There's no doubt about that, I can confirm a devil from within the Abaddon Family is able to make that." Sirzechs examined the Hole as it closed when the figure was safe from harm. Taking form under them the figure stood on a dragon gate as they began to get teleported to another location.

"You see even my master wants for me to leave already, so I'll just be letting myself out for now, but remember~! One day I will come back to kill you and all the others who ruined my past, and took away my future! Especially you, Azazel!"

The figure finished her deadly speech with a cute giggle, "Well it's been fun and all so until we meet again farewell, oh and congratulation with your treaty I hope it lasts for a while longer so I can get rid of you all in one blow, you can Bet on it!"

The figure smirked under their hood as they saw the confused expression on Michael's face.

"Wait, did you just say Bet on it? Hey, that's my thing ya jerk!" Michael shouted.

Without saying a word the figure turned their back to Michael and looked over to Azazel saying, "His thing? That's a laugh maybe he should check with someone who actually used to say that right, Azazel?"

"…" Azazel kept quiet and resigned himself to see the figure off, he knew attacking would be reckless and taking a chance might lead to some good but the cause and effect lose balance when a single action takes the wrong step.

"And enjoy that boy's support while you can because I'll make sure to tell him everything you lot did, EVERYTHING…" The figure quietly threatened as they still felt annoyed by Michael's cries of support for Azazel. Just being reminded of that made their skin crawl.

"Huh?" Michael was curious and confused by this, he didn't catch the glance he Sirzechs gave him out of worry.

"Ooppsie! Time for me to be off. Well, goodbye everyone. I hope to see you dead the next we meet~!" The figure waved goodbye as she teleports away and vanished leaving an eerie and confusing atmosphere.

They just left just like that, making chase after them would be difficult with the remaining mages still attacking the leaders.

Sighing to himself with a tired expression, Azazel reverts back to his normal form and catches a falling jewel which used to be a part of his now broken artificial sacred gear.

"*Sigh!* What a mess to be dragged into. Looks as though we need to do better with the spear's modifications." Azazel looks at the jewel then kisses, "I'll have you stay with me for a little longer, Dragon King, Fafnir."

'What the hell was going on just now? Who was that guy, and why did they say those words? I always say those words that's my shtick! In fact, how the hell do they even know of them, man, things are just getting even weirder…' Michael thought himself into circles until a hand roused him back to normal.

"Let's handle the stragglers before thinking too much." Rias too wanted to know what just happened, but wants to deal with the mages who were still a threat.

"Yes, ma'am!" Michael nods in reassurance.

Working together with their combined might, The Gremory Peerage, Irina, Raynare along with Kalawarner and Mittelt, Raymond and Katerea were able to deal with the mages with no problem.

Rubbing his chin as he watched everyone handle the few mages left, Azazel smirked, "Looks like they annihilated everyone, interesting. Hm?"

Azazel catches sight of the arm the figure forgot, it looked to be that dragon arm they were sporting in the middle of their fight.

"Now what do we have here?" Azazel closely examined the arm letting his guard as he floats down to pick up it up.

'Good, we're finally done with those stupid mages. Now everything is okay!' Michael then realizes he was forgetting something, something important, no it wasn't something it was someone, 'Wait, where the hell is that douchebag, Vali? He didn't even help us at all!?'

*ZING!* *ZANG!* *ZING!*

"What?" Michael sensed something quickly approaching their area.

"Michael-sama, what's wrong?" Raynare asked Michael who looked up in the air.

"Wait a minute is that?" Michael focuses his eyes as he focuses on the power signature swiftly making its way towards…!

"Ero-Ossan, watch out!"

"Michael-san?" Asia casted a worried look as Michael went off running into danger again.

Michael shouts out as he makes a dash for Azazel as he sees a bright white light approaching from behind the confused Fallen Angel Leader.

"You're about to get hit!" Michael shouted.

"Michael, what are you doing?" Rias exclaimed.

"Huh? What are you talking about br-?" Azazel who was obviously losing his edge barely finds out about the incoming assailant.

"That bastard, what does he think he's doing!" Knowing he wouldn't make it in time the way he was now, Michael breathed then breathed out as a large amount of Touki surrounds his whole body and grants him an extra boost of speed. With the training he went through with Kai and his own occasional practices, Michael's adeptness with Touki has increased a lot by a margin.

"Haaaaaah!"

*THUD!*

*WHOOOSH!*

Michael swings back his leg as he manages to make it past Azazel in time to make contact with the white mass of light. Putting more Touki in the leg he's about to swing, Michael protected it and created a strong kick. The kick landed and was blocked by a white armor plated arm. Narrowing his eyes, Michael growled as the force of his kick dispersed the light revealing a White Dragon plated Armor, the Vanishing Dragon Scale Mail and its wearer Vali Lucifer.

"The Hakuryuukou?" Sirzechs narrows his eyes as he starts to get a bad feeling from that White Dragon Emperor.

"What is Vali-sama doing?" Mittelt questioned Kalawarner who shrugs and watches the clash the Red Dragon Emperor and the White Dragon Emperor made.

"Michael!" Rias calls out for the pawn in worry.

Forcing back Vali's attack, Michael grits his teeth and holds Vali in place until he gets enough leverage to push him back,

"Just what the hell do you think your about to do, Vali?"

"Hmhmhm! So you were able to keep up this time, you must've trained after we last met."

"Tch! Ergh…!" Michael grunts as he tries to kick back Vali's arm with the momentum his position has.

Michael hides a wince in pain as his leg though strengthened by his Touki still took the brunt of Vali's intended attack towards Azazel. Based on the pain he's feeling it felt that Vali wasn't hesitating when he directed his attack on Azazel.

"Vali?" Azazel looks over his shoulder to just now take a glimpse of this, remembering their last talk he widens his eyes and calls out, "No, Michael get away from him!"

"Hey Loser, you once said you wanted to prove something to me is that, right?" Vali perked Michael's interest but being called loser made Michael angry.

"Yeah, and what's it to you now? And stop calling me a loser!" Michael forces his leg into Vali's even more only to feel that it wasn't working anymore once Vali transferred more dragon aura into his arm to hold back Michael without having to use that much effort. Ignoring Michael's last comment, Vali pushes his arms out throwing Michael back a couple of inches.

"Whoa!" Michael yelped as he tried to regain balance.

*GRIP!*

"Huh? Hey, let go!"

Grabbing onto his leg was Vali, who smirks under his scale mail helmet and chuckles at Michael's struggle to break free as the teen tries his best to get out the hold. From kicks to punches, Michael's attacks didn't even faze Vali when he was armored by his sacred gear.

"Your failed attempts at escape are boring me, loser."

"…! I said don't call me a loser! Ascalon!"

Vali's eyes widened as he heard the name of a Dragon Slayer weapon come out of Michael's mouth.

[Blade!]

"Let's see you try and handle a Dragon Slayer weapon!"

His Boosted Gear using its call while shunting the blade out of its knuckle Michael attempts to thrust his blade into Vali. The dragon slaying aura the sword emits made Vali's skin burn in irritation/pain.

{Vali make sure to be careful of that weapon, and make sure it doesn't touch your main body! I won't be able to recover any damage quickly if you're struck by a Dragon Slayer Weapon!}

"Ergh!"

*Sliiiick!*

Catching the blade with just his hand, Vali recoils in pain as his hand bled out once he touched the sword. This just proved how much power the Dragon Slayer weapon is to a fully armored dragon user of Vali's caliber.

"What you caught it?" Michael gasped at Vali's ballsy move to catch the weapon created to kill dragons like the one which is inside him.

Letting go of the blade and staring at his bleeding hand, Vali could only grow excited at the prospect of a Dragon Slayer being factored into a fight with the Red and White Dragon Emperor. He can just tell this plan of his will lead to a more interesting "outcome".

"Haha! Ascalon…you seem to acquire more unique stuff to your artillery, Hanamura your variety of weapons will make this all the more enjoyable." Vali remembers Michael's use of Touki, his ability to use Balance Breaker and his newly added Ascalon sword. This is a very dangerous combination of power and Vali couldn't be happy that he can fight against them all at once.

"Hah! Of course I am unique. I am the Great Hanamura after all!" Michael gloated then realized his position,

"Hey, why am I getting so buttered up let go of me you, asshole!"

"I've been waiting patiently enough for this, now let's settle this somewhere more appropriate."

'Settle this? Could he be talking about our…fated fight?' Michael stopped his struggle to acknowledge what Vali said.

"Vali." Azazel looks up at Vali in question.

"Sorry, Azazel. Things seemed more fascinating over on this side." Vali said.

"Geez, I really must be losing my edge, especially if my own follower has decided to trade sides from mine." Azazel scratched his head and laughed at himself.

"Wait trade sides, then that means you-!"

Michael starts to get what they were talking and shouts, but was interrupted by the approaching voice of Raymond who flies down to be exactly behind Vali.

"He's the traitor." Raymond stated, "He received an offer from the Khaos Brigade just after we returned back to headquarters carrying Kokabiel and the stray priest."

'Wait, he got the offer after our fight with that Coke-head?' Michael thought, it was rather convenient and scary how the world works so fast like that.

"I'm impressed, Raymond. I actually didn't sense your presence the whole time they explained the offer, but I was able to tell you followed me out of suspicion that whole day, so I guess it's only fair to say I tripped myself over on that."

Vali admitted his own mistake of not predicting Raymond's surveillance.

"Your behavior as of late was rather odd, so I allowed Raymond to follow you."

"Only fair to assume." Vali openly agrees to it with a smile.

"Okay guys, blood is starting to flow to my head here." Michael, who was behind held by his leg casually voiced in his words.

"Hey, Vali. There's just one thing I wanted to ask you."

"Hm?"

"My Vice Governor-General, Shemhaza you remember him, right? Well reports have been coming into telling of a dangerous faction known as the Khaos Brigade. Have you actually considered following a faction like that? It doesn't surprise me to know that the Vanishing Dragon decided to partner himself with Ophis the Ouroboros Dragon."

[The Infinite Dragon God…] Ddraig reminded Michael in his mind.

"It is true that I have sided with Ophis than with you. Your goals of peace are boring for a person, who enjoys the call of fighting and testing his strength against the strong. The Khaos Brigade is nothing, but a tool I need to achieve my dream and to give me entertainment that won't bore me. They even offered me with a chance to take part in a war against the Valhalla, Asgard."

Vali says his reasoning to follow his own path leading to his betrayal against Azazel.

"I see that sounds exactly what you would say; I knew you'd do this someday, but still…" Azazel clicked his tongue and shook his head, there seemed to be a little hurt in his eyes through that smirk of his. He seems to be a little saddened that Vali is the traitor,

"But I knew it wasn't in your favor to be all buddy-buddy with your other fellow descendants, who lead the Old Maou Faction. Since you do possess the blood of the old Maou in you."

"Blood of the old Maou?" Serafall repeated Azazel's words.

"What are you talking about?" Rias questioned.

Placing a hand on his chest, Vali introduces his full name for the first time,

"My name is Vali Lucifer."

"What did he say?" Sirzechs furrowed his brow upon hearing that name.

"W-Wait your a Lucifer descendant!?" Michael gasped.

"I-It can't be…!" Rias gasped.

"I am a descendant of the dead Devil King Lucifer. I'm a half blood, born of the grandson of the former Maou and a human." Vali reveals the origin of birth.

"That can't be true…"

"I see. With a human… there was no way, we would have known his birth since he is a Halfling." Sirzechs understood why the birth of a devil who possessed even the White Dragon Emperor's power was never brought up. Any devil who would usually mate outside of their own race would keep quiet about the birth of a child from a different species.

"While you have the blood of a real Maou, you are also half human, which was a requirement that gave you the power of the, Vanishing Dragon. So basically your entire existence seems to be a joke." Azazel explained a rather difficult thing to believe but not hard to trust since the very existence was right in front of everyone.

"I believe the word "miracle" is a better term to describe me." Vali revealed at least 8 devil wings confirming his bloodline of being related to a Maou.

"His wings…!" Asia covers her mouth at the revelation.

"O, God…" S. Michael lowered his head at the existence in front of him.

"This child will be the strongest White Dragon Emperor the world has ever known."

Azazel said, it was absolutely true with Vali's talent with magic, incredible speed and strength and adeptness with his Sacred Gear. His skills were on another level.

'It is just as you once said Zethyr, this child is a dangerous one.' Katerea narrowed her eyes at Vali as she observed what the silver haired teen's next move would be.

Crossing his arms while still being held by the leg, Michael could start to feel himself get overwhelmed by his rival being so skilled and powerful and since it was all explained he began to feel anxious, nervous and really excited. Or it could be the blood rushing through his head.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Suddenly laughing at the top of his lungs, Michael caught the attention of everyone as his laughter echoed through the entire campus.

"Michael-sama?" Raynare blinked, she would have thought he would worry about the reveal of Vali's heritage, something even she had regretted not to inform him of.

"Hahahahahaha! I don't know if it's the blood rushing to my head, but this just makes things all the more better!"

"It does?" Vali raised an eyebrow in question.

"Of course it does! Because not only will I prove that I'm your rival, but I also get another chance to prove that I'm actually Maou material!" Michael points at Vali with a challenging grin, he still hadn't lost hope yet, he just found another motivation to beat Vali, "Me, the Great Michael Hanamura against Vali Lucifer the Descendant of the original Lucifer! I'll show you that even I can be the rival of Devil Descendant and prove to you that I'm not a loser!"

"…Hehehehehe…Hahahahahahahaha!"

Looking at Michael's sudden burst of charisma, Vali couldn't help grow a smile at the boy's excited ramblings. It was too much, so that it made even Vali laugh at Michael's absurd thought at the matter.

"You still talk so big after knowing, who you're rival is, and you don't even hesitate at all too. You don't seem to have changed at all, loser." Vali smirked.

"And it seems you didn't change either since you still don't respect me, asshole!" Michael grinned, "So let's settle this with a fight right here and now, Vali!"

His plan running so smoothly, Vali could only respond,

"A fight against you will be the easiest win, I'll ever earn."

Releasing his hold on Michael, Vali lets the young man hurtle towards the ground disoriented as all the blood he had in his body flowed to his head.

"Whoooooa!" Michael screamed in panic as he quickly approaches the ground.

"Kuroka." Vali called out someone's name as the sound of a bell jingling was heard around the school field.

The bell and the sudden call of that name frightened Koneko, who trembled and could only look around in fear as Rias gasped,

"Wait, Kuroka isn't that?"

"Vali, you really know how to keep a girl waiting you know, nya~!"

"Who was that?" Michael just now heard the voice a female as a portal appeared below him, "And what is that!? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Michael echoed as he fell through the portal with his arms flailing about.

"Michael/-kun/-sama/-nii/-senpai!"

The calls of Rias and Michael's other friends called out for the teen who disappeared.

"It appears my patience was worth it after all." Vali himself prepares to go through the portal leading to who knows where.

"Vali." Azazel gave a stern call.

"…" Vali stayed in place within the air as Azazel crossed his arms,

"You shouldn't do what you may regret in there, even if it's for your entertainment. Remember that emotions are what set Michael off."

"You are right. I shouldn't, but this time it doesn't concern you, Azazel. Also, you should stop thinking I'm working under you because from now on," Vali turns his face to give Azazel a bored, rebellious expression, "I don't take orders from you anymore."

*Chicchek!*

*WHOOOOSH!*

Vali uses his helmet to cover his face as he dives in the portal.

"Azazel-sama?" Raymond approaches Azazel, who shakes his head to let that comment slide and focus his view in the air as a large crystal ball like sphere revealed the image of the two dragon's location to battle.

"Let's just hope nothing too troublesome happens in this fight." Azazel sighed.

It was a wasteland filled with rock formations and canyons.

"Michael…please be okay…" Rias looks up at the sphere displaying Michael's location in worry as she puts a hand on her chest.

"The presence of whoever made that portal is gone; they must be skilled to handle creating a stage like this while keeping their appearance away from our detection." Sirzechs looked from side to side realizing that whoever did it was quite a distance away from the academy to do this, with an impressively hidden aura.

"I hope, Michael-san will be alright. O lord, please protect Michael-s-Ack!" Asia tried to pray for Michael's safety while experiencing the recoil of pain from a devil praying.

(In the wastelands)

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Ough!"

Landing smack dab into the ground below, Michael picks himself up to feel the burning rays of the sun on his body, devils were quite sensitive to it and but for him it was just an irritation.

"Ugh! Why is it so hot and bright?" Michael covers his eyes from the harsh sun rays, "It was just near evening, why is the sun out?"

[That's because you've been teleported to another space different from Kuoh Academy.]

"Really? Well, I'm glad. Now I don't have to worry about damaging the school while the Kaichou was there, and this means that I can fight and beat up Vali with no interruptions." Michael punched his hand into his palm.

"Beat up? Hehehe! Such delusions will get you nowhere, Hanamura."

His eyes narrowed at the White dragon plated armored Vali, Michael felt that he should use his Balance Breaker. But those thoughts were abandoned once Vali returns to his normal state without either his Sacred Gear of Balance Breaker. Eyes filled with annoyance, Michael shouted,

"Oi! Why aren't you getting ready to fight?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I am ready to fight." Vali's arrogant smirk pissed Michael off, "I don't need to use my Sacred Gear to know that this will be an easy fight."

"Grrr! Enough of that you, asshole this a fight between you and me with these stupid dragons!" Michael was irritated at being underestimated by Vali.

[Hey!]

{Hey!}

"Whoops, no offense." Michael apologized to both Ddraig and Albion.

"But you get what I mean. So take this seriously or else I'll make you regret it!" Michael clenched his fist and entered his fighting stance as he releases a massive amount of red dragon aura to show he wasn't playing games.

"Oh, trust me." Vali's white dragon power spiked up higher than Michael's and he wasn't even in a proper stance just his arms crossed as he didn't place that much effort into releasing any of his power,

"I will."

*WHOOOOOOOOOOSH~!*

The hot wind of the wastelands brushed past the two teens that narrowed their eyes at one another. Both have their reason to fight one another, one who sought enjoyment from the fight and the other who sought to be acknowledged.

Finally, it was time to decide the next outcome of the 2nd Bout between these two rivaling dragons.