Agatha Versus Uruk?

Dying by the curse doesn't matter to Agatha anymore. If anything, she'd be glad to go to another world and see her daughter once more, once she killed Uruk that is.

"I thought you already learned your lesson three years ago, guess I was wrong."

Uruk had to stand up from his seat once more. Then shortly after that, he stretched his open hand towards Agatha, which caused the flames to slowly return inside the assassin before it could do any damage.

"Keh...!"

Not letting what just happened to stop her, Agatha thrust her dagger forward. Uruk took a simple sidestep and was able to dodge the assassin's swift attack.

"Die already!"

Hack!

Slash!

Swoosh!

Though Agatha said that, not a single one of her attacks would connect to Uruk. Though again, she's attacking not because she wants to hit the Hari at least once.

'Right there!'

Blink!

It was only meant for her to create an opening, and allow herself to get behind Uruk.

Stare!

In that instant, Uruk's vision turned red, and he could feel a tremendous amount of hatred and vengeance all around him. However...

"How futile..."

While the Hari cannot see her or anyone else around him, Agatha, who's hanging on one of the pillars in the throne room locked her gaze on Uruk's vulnerable back.

'This is it!'

Without delay, Agatha descended!

'Die!'

But just when she thought she could finally assassinate the Hari, Uruk turned directly to Agatha's direction with a terrifying gaze. It's almost as if he knew where she would come from.

"Ha?"

"Hate Impulse."

All of a sudden, a strong pressure along with a wave of dark flames created a barrier-like storm all around Uruk.

"I've let you do what you want back then, knowing that it'll end up the same every single damn time, but you never really learn."

"Keh...!"

The barrier deflected Agatha's attack and then shoved her away violently.

"You're no longer an assassin, Agatha."

Agatha tried to get up as soon as she could, only for Uruk to appear before her, and kicked the dagger out of her grip!

Clang! Clang!

"Wha-"

Slam!

"Ugh!"

Without giving her a fighting chance, Uruk grabbed Agatha's hood and hammered her face to the floor. However, being driven by her determination, Agatha hits Uruk's arm with her elbow.

"What?"

"Screw being your assassin!" Agatha followed up her elbow strike with a kick, to which Uruk blocked with his left arm. "I am a knight of the kingdom of Kruule!"

Uruk stumbled after receiving Agatha's powerful kick.

"Tch! You...!"

Right as Uruk managed to correct his balance, his eyes met Agatha's fist.

"Hurah!"

Bam!

Agatha's fist hits! However, it's not Uruk's face that received the punch.

"What?"

Rather, it was the palm of the Hari's hand.

"I can't afford to waste my magic power on you, human!"

Uruk proceeded to twist Agatha's arm in a flash!

Crrk!

"Ugh... Ah!" She shouted in pain before trying to free herself from Uruk's grasp. Sadly, her struggle couldn't do anything against the Hari's grip. He slowly twisted her arm further, forcing Agatha on her knees. "Let me go!"

"I've had enough of your sh*t, human!" Dark flames cloaked Uruk's other hand. "Regret killing your daughter in hell!"

"Boss!"

Agatha's men could not do anything but watch as Uruk's burning hand about to grasp Agatha's face. Realizing that trying to break free is futile, Agatha eventually braced herself, closing her eyes shut.

Grab!

"Kuh..."

She felt a hand grab her face. However, it doesn't feel like she's burning at all. Rather, it was a gentle, harmless hand that wrapped itself on Agatha's face.

"Huh?" Agatha uttered at the same time she peeks using one of her eyes.

"M-My fla-!"

To everyone's surprise, Uruk stopped himself from speaking by hitting himself on his face using his hand, strong enough to make himself tumble back.

"You can do whatever you want with my body, but I won't let you hurt my people!"

"Mahal Na Hari?!"

There's no doubt about it, the one who spoke just now is not the one who Agatha wanted to kill. It's the real Uruk. Somehow, Uruk was able to stop himself from killing Agatha, and this left the assassin and the spectators surprised.

"Shut up, Uruk! How dare you interfere with me!"

"Huh?"

"Mahal na Hari?"

Not just Agatha's men, even the throne guards are left confused by what they're seeing. After all, this is the first time Uruk showed everyone that he's seemingly talking to himself.

"I knew it, your dark flames aren't your own magic, I mean the real Uruk," Agatha interjected while fixing her twisted arm. "Kurh...!"

Craak!

"The Hari has been possessed by an Anino!" She pointed her finger towards Uruk. "Though I don't know how or where the Anino came from, the fact that most people in Kabba are claiming that they were saved by you during the battle with the hero, and the fact that you started talking to yourself after punching yourself in the face, makes it all clear to me."

An Anino is driven by negative emotions from which they originated. They are born because an individual kept accumulating negative emotions instead of letting them out. That said, these entities can be considered as an individual finally letting go of themselves and their accumulated negative emotions in an explosive way or otherwise. However, no Anino would ever think of saving anyone.

"And what of it?"

Uruk spoke menacingly. Agatha could tell it was the Anino speaking even with just a glance.

"What does knowing what I am going to help you with anything? What can you possibly do against me, human?!"

Uruk or the Anino let out another strong burst of dark flames as if trying to intimidate Agatha and the others.

"Urgh..."

"D-Don't get blown away!"

While the throne guards and the assassin are trying to keep themselves from being sent flying by Uruk's outburst of energy, Agatha is just standing there, making it seem like the power the Hari is releasing is nothing to her.

"You're right, there's no way I could defeat you. I knew that from the get-go. But, I'm glad..." A confident smirk drew on Agatha's face. "I'm glad that I failed the last mission you gave me."

The confident expression Agatha's expressing made Uruk raise his eyebrow, he felt somewhat uneasy. He proceeded to dispel his energy release.

"Mahal na Hari, I mean the real Uruk, if you're listening, please forgive me for losing my composure, for thinking you already lost yourself, and for trying to kill you just now."

"What?" Uruk mouthed.

Agatha nonchalantly picked up her dagger.

"Please rest assured, Manal na Hari. Because everything will be over soon." She looked back and gazed at Uruk from the corner of her eyes. "There was a girl by the name of Lyrica Ley Rael who came from another world. Although she had to escape, for now, Lyrica made a promise."

Agatha glanced at the female assassin who Lyrica fought not long before. After that, the female assassin recalled a memory of the moment before Agatha arrived on the scene.

***

"If you want to die, make sure it's the right choice." Lyrica turned around and gave the female assassin a strong gaze. "Because the moment you realize you made the wrong choice, there'll be no way for you to change it."

the female assassin's eyes widened after hearing what the girl said before. she looked down to the ground with confused eyes while thinking about it.

"I'll come back."

"Huh?"

"I've made up my mind, that for my desired world to be realized, getting rid of Uruk is necessary. So..." Lyrica declared as she gave the female assassin a determined gaze. "... I'll be back. I promise."

***

"If there's anyone that can defeat you, Anino, then it's her!"

"You b*tch... She did not escape, you let her go! Throne guards!!" Uruk called furiously. "Drag them to the prison chamber immediately!"

"Yes!"

The throne guards obediently replied with a resounding yes. However...

"High commander..."

Instead of forcefully pulling Agatha and her men to the prison chamber as Uruk ordered, they respectfully invited the high commander to follow them on the way.

"T-These rotten pieces of sh*ts..."

Uruk or the Anino had the urge to kill the throne guards just now, but he couldn't. That's because he needed them to keep giving him hatred, especially now after what Agatha just said.

'She's rather confident for that Lyrica.' Uruk sat back on his throne. 'There's no way an ordinary fire magic-user can even beat my flames, but unless she's got a trick up her sleeve...'

Uruk snarled in frustration.

'If only I was able not to waste my magic power I gathered since three years ago against that hero, I wouldn't have to worry about anyone or anything right now...' He cursed in his thoughts. 'I'd rather focus on powering up rather than worrying uselessly. That Blue Rose, that Lyrica, and that threat coming from the stars... I don't care how many obstacles stand in my way, I shall realize my plan no matter what!'