Terror of Three Humanoid Main Actors

A spacious two stories tall, abandoned factory with dirty gray dust smoldered the majority of the building parts. Broken glass windows appeared on every side of the abandoned factory alongside two decomposing brown chimneys on the rooftop with half of the part being torn off.

One of the broken glasses on the abandoned factory cleanly showed the crowded view of the outside. Three main actors of Frenzy Cloverland: Myldro, Shirak, and lastly Shamdaroo stood quietly awaiting their upcoming prey who would soon make its grand entrance on the stage.

As the three main actors still grasped their resilient mood, Kenta who was now wearing his brown blazer and long-black pants stood on top of the floating violet jellyfish head. The photographer dropped his unnerving jaw as the gusting wind blew on his hair, staggering both of his hands.

"Why let your feeble human mind control you, Kenta?" A contorting voice from the back entered Kenta's ears and forced him to glance back.

Kenta's surprised stare caught the glimpse of Frenzy Cloverland recently arrived on the back by dispersing the cloudy purple smoke from his limbs. The Phantom released a gleeful chuckle as he stepped on the spot beside the bemused Kenta before surveying down toward the three main actors below.

"I'm more concern if Sparror can see me as this form," Kenta argued with skepticism shivering through his mind, glancing back and forth toward his trembling arms.

"A great stage runner always prepared with anything and anytime." Frenzy Cloverland muttered joyfully, crossing his arm on the chest and bowing his upper body in soothing respect.

Frenzy Cloverland chortled happily, "Here is the main big surprise, Kenta. The stealth cloak"

A group of violet sparkles vastly emerged and strictly enveloped Kenta's entire limbs when The Phantom flickered his trumpeting thumb. A bewildered expression briefly materialized on The Photographer's eyes before he washed it away with a thrilling grin freed from his lips. He was indeed patiently waiting for the forging process of the new cloth on the brink of the finishing section.

Hence, the violet sparkles dispersed their physical traces from the naked eyes and were reborn as the new cloth for Kenta to receive in his grasp. An elongated cotton-white cloak that touched the ground and closed all of the physical body of The Photographer like a curtain hiding the actual show.

A white mask with a hungry wolf motif enclosed Kenta's entire face and was amazedly convinced by rubbing the mask's chin part. A constant gasp of shock mixed with flaring excitement fired up through his mind by clenching both of The Photographer's staggering fists.

"Keep your enthusiast in check, now, and the question of the suit function later." Frenzy Cloverland insisted, perceiving his eyes on the below view and vastly incinerated the lower body into a cloud of perplexing purplish dust. "Because the intriguing guest had already made his spectacular arrival."

"And the main stage conductor like mine must be hidden in secret before the grand finale begin." Frenzy Cloverland added and let out a burst of contorting laughter. "Moreover, I must also give another new special actor that might be suitable to antagonizing The Great Blazing hero, Sparror."

Frenzy Cloverland murmured and bowed his head in warmful thanks. "Also, big thanks for baiting Sparror in here with your recent news post."

Kenta nodded, "You're welcome, bizarre stage runner."

The Phantom left the stage by dusting himself into untraceable ashes, luring Kenta to take a glance toward the below view. A glimpse of fiery twister hurled on the far front of the main actors forced The White-Hooded man to sharpen his hawk sight onto the blazing object, steadily marking it like a predator.

The fiery twister vanished in an instance with its last spin and swiftly revealed, The Blazing Hero, Sparror heedfully standing. An unrelenting growl echoed from on top of Myldro's lung for his warmful greeting, convinced The Flaming Hero to ignite molten flames on both of his tightened fists and spawned a levitating-tiny fiery torch.

"Alright before we start this fight, do you all want to have a brief talk?" Sparror asked politely, scanning all the three humanoids and heaving a bemused sight through his gleaming eyes.

'Okay, now I faced that weird-looking monster, Shirak alongside her other two friends, wow.' Sparror mumbled through his mind with a spark of tiredness resided and shook his head. 'This will be a very tough fight. Hopefully, I can find the answer after this.'

'Especially If I managed to catch that white hooded guy.' Sparror added, sharpening his sight toward the white hooded man who glared back toward him. 'He might be responsible for all of this crime.'

"Shamdaroo!!!" Shamdaroo shouted, without hesitation charged into Sparror's direction like an enraging bull.

The shards humanoid uplifted the straight-line bulky fist the closer his stomping feet reached Sparror's direction. With Shamdaroo declaring the first move, Myldro instantly blinked into an ephemeral yellow wave and respawned on the left side of The Flaming Hero who took a sharpen gaze at him.

Boiling violet energies omitted on the crab-clawed hands of Shirak as she pointed both of them in a straight line shooting position after receiving the glimpse of Sparror. The Flaming could only nod his head in bitter acceptance due to all the three humanoids engaged in the battle.

The levitating torch fled up above Sparror's head and fulminated into twin bolting fiery strings when both Shamdaroo and Myldro fluently dashed, gaining his physical presence back. The fiery strings jolted on both of the charging humanoids and halted their steps before a soaring explosion generated on each of the humanoids.

Glaring explosions bounced both of the humanoids afar from Sparror's cautious sight. However, Shamdaroo pounded the rusty ground with slammed down his fist in a duck position and Myldro impaled through the ground with the shimmering edge of the giant needle.

Two violet revolting blasts speedily flung onto The Flaming Hero after Shirak's resonated her distorting growl. Alerting sense vibrated through the trembling eyes of Sparror, forcing him to harshly push the blazing palm and materialized a blazing wormhole for declaring abrupt anticipation.

'Bulky guy and swan head man were indeed quite strong for me.' Sparror mumbled through his mind, releasing a quick scan toward both Shamdaroo and Myldro.

The blazing wormhole that instantly morphed and stretched down its twirling motion into a rectangular mirror-shape shield, acted as the protecting wall. The revolting blasts crashed on the shield and shattered it in the blink of an eye, jounced Sparror down from his affirmative stand.

"Zuryah!!!" Sparror cried out his contorting voice.

A twisting-fiery snake construct peeled out from the armory palm of Sparror and plunged down its sharpening fang on the ground, preventing his body from fleeing further. Fiery cloth popped out on The Flaming Hero's entire armor and smoothly repositioned him into a firm standing position.

"Shamdaroo!!!" Shamdaroo chanted his name proudly, jabbing the purple core with his bulky fist. A rupturing-thin purplish blast burst out and flew toward Sparror who hastily waved his molten palms, witnessing another round of assault being declared.

"Krah!!" Sparror shouted as the thin blast was narrow enough to penetrate his armor. Luckily, he dissolved instantly, allowing the thin blast to pierce the intangible air.

The Flaming Hero emerged once again behind Shirak who was drowned in shivering franticness as she continued scanning the surroundings. A flaring torch engulfed Sparror's left fist, forging a dragon-head hand cannon that rapidly channeled gulp of fiery sparkles through the mouth part.

A yellow ephemeral dash wave landed beside The Flaming Hero's left in lightspeed as he didn't ring his sharp-shooting sense to retaliate, materializing the full body of Myldro. The swan-headed humanoid skewered the blitzing edge of the enlarged needle precisely on Sparror's ribs.

Although Sparror's thunder-shocked eyes caught a clear glimpse of Myldro, radiating-yellow electricity broke free from the tip of the needle and electrocuted its foe. An agonizing, yet distorting scream resonated from The Flaming Hero's throat, paralyzing all of his motions and incinerating the flaming bulky gauntlet into dust.

"SHAMDAROO!!" Shamdaroo roared gloriously as he witnessed the main prey, Sparror being constricted in an electrifying paralyzed state. Another frantic mood mashed with shivering dread look compelled on The Flaming Hero's entire face.

The shard man in flaring desire rushed forward with both of the crystalized bulky fists being propelled. Myldro and Shirak leaped out from the electrocuted Sparror's sight, providing an opportunity for Shamdaroo to land his miraculous punch on the victims who helplessly heaved a dreadful stare.

Chaining electricities remained binding Sparror even though he already awakened a lava-molten-like light through all of the limbs. Efforts on breaking free from the cursing electrocution for The Flaming Hero met the unfortunate fate with not only the electrical strings shattered, the twin crystalized punches landed on his stomach.

The sound of breaking bone echoed widely on the circling area within the abandoned factory followed by the high-pitch contorting shriek escaped from Sparror's tormented lung. Reflective-bluish spikes simultaneously peeled off from Shamdaroo's knuckle and thrust deeper through his victim, splashing large gulp of blood before another shriek cried out from The Flaming Hero.

Witnessing Sparror fall deeply into an agonizing phase, encouraged Shirak to hoist both of the crab-clawed hands onto the sky view. Purplish orbs generated on each of her clawed hands and rapidly grew in each second passing as she happily screamed her high-pitch roar.

Shamdaroo valiantly upheaved both of the bulky hands and hurled up the electrocuted Sparror onto the sky, freeing the victim from his grasp. As The Flaming Hero helplessly fled up and splashed gulp of blood on the scenery, Shirak propelled the crab-clawed hands, harvesting the purplish orbs into the size of a tennis ball.

The orbs took off like a porcupine missile and swiftly fled up toward Sparror who gazed down his frantic eyes, slowly gaining the motion by bent down his neck. The unlucky d The Flaming Hero felt his chest being rammed by the twin orb, creating widespread cracking lines and spilled gulp of blood from his void black face.

Myldro abruptly blitzed out from his ephemeral shape when spawning above The Flaming Hero who was on the brink of being ricocheted by the orbs. He hauled the needle beside his left cheek in a pinning stab position and called forth a bluish reckoning thunderbolt on the acuted tip.

"MYLDRO!!!" Myldro chanted his name with fiery excitement and proudness flooded his entire thoughts.

The swan-headed man dove down the enlarged needle and the striking thunderbolt jolted on Sparror, adding more item to the list of today's torment as he shrieked on top of his contorting lung. Therefore, The Flaming Hero ricochetted by the blast with his entire body engulfed by the bluish electricity, falling like a sparkling comet.

The bluish comet that shattered some pieces of the abandoned factory's rooftop for meeting the crashing impact, reluctantly let Sparror go inside. The drumming sound of the crash was caught by the thrilling three main actors with all of them turning around their staring toward the abandoned factory.

Even Kenta who was calmly standing on the jellyfish also intrigued to steer his stare toward the abandoned building. More precisely, he captured the slight glimpse of the human-size hole being carved on the rooftop by provoking his hand, commanding the purplish jellyfish to flee up.

"Watching this fight was quite exciting in my eyes," Kenta mumbled and staggered both of his hands in flaring excitement that clouded his judgment. "It's slowly bringing my desire on hunting down Superhero again."

"It's..it's very enthusiastic the longer I watched," Kenta said with a struggling voice, surging out bronze electricities on both of his wrists. "Because, because, because, it made fire the deep desire."

Embarking bronze electrical strings massively encroached on the entire part of the white cloak as Kenta's thought was burnt by the blazing desire. A blazing desire on reuniting with his former Morphion's identity as a pitch-back silhouette shone on The Photographer's whole vision.

"The deep desire on bringing back my true self!!" Kenta uttered in rocketing desire and thrill invaded his voice. "Although break time and live as a normal civilian may be refreshing, that weird stage man's statement was correct."

"I never meant to live as a normal civilian!" Kenta added.

A silhouette of an armored man with his arms being crossed and firmly tilted down his head emerged in Kenta's impressed vision, forcing him to hoist the trembling grasp. Continous soar breath exhaled from his lung the longer he witnessed the shadowy back of his Morphion identity.

Sadly, the morphion identity vanished into thousands of bronze dust when the soft feminine giggle echoed through Kenta's ears. He rested his grasping hand and released a sigh in despondency that shivered through his very spine.

"However, you, Yurika is truly the biggest obstacle I must face," Kenta murmured with cold anxiousness pouring into his mind, raising his trembling fist before staring at the human size hole on the rooftop.

"Let's continue the observation rather than be stuck on thinking about Yurika" Kenta muttered, reluctantly letting out a regretful hiss noise. "So probably, I can gain more will to awaken my true identity."

The Photographer shook his head before continuing the observing activity raise his provoking hand, encouraging the jellyfish to hover forward. Even though Kenta already capture the semblance of desire on returning as the morphion self, the thought of Yurika prevented them to get the full grasp of becoming the hunter.

Inside the dusty abandoned factory, The Flaming Hero landed his staggering body beside a huge and bulky gray box object filled with thick brown dirt on most of the sides. Cracking lines broadly emerged on Sparror's chest as he gazed down his frantic stares, hastily shaking one of his armored fingers.

Traces of either yellow electricity or bluish electricity were now blinked out from Sparror's body, ignited the look of gladness on grasping the realization. Afterward, The Flaming Hero lifted both of the staggering knees and a standing position was gained when the fiery cloth engulfed the armored feet.

'That one swan head was very dangerous, honestly…hehe' Sparror mumbled through his mind, rubbing the back of his head. "His lightspeed…attack literally gave a good opportunity for both Shirak and that bulky shard guy to initiate a combo assault."

'However.' Sparror added, releasing a brief sheepish chuckle as he locked both of his hands with the tightened-molten fist. 'I will not be easy to be defeated by them.'

Sparror nodded his head and said, "Besides, I'm very gladful that I already found a way on defeating the three of them."

The fiery cloth covered all of the armored limbs of Sparror and evaporated the cracking lines on the stomach faster than the blink of an eye, regaining an affirmative stand. A confident glare colored The Flaming Hero's gleaming eyes, firing up the will on continuing the seemingly unfair match with the trio of humanoids.

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