Mixture of Grim and Bitter Relief Victory For The Heroes

"Sure it is, we flawlessly won the battle," Akushijo assured with him placing his tapping palm on his chest, "Not only the city got save, but the creepy Phantom alongside his dreaded army was defeated too."

Sparror proudly blurted out a contorting chuckle through flickering the floating torch beside him and continued, "Yes indeed…we are."

"Yup and I got more satisfaction on winning this battle than The Distrunian one." Akushijo professed, ensnaring the exhilaration.

A brief pause of the conversation abruptly entered the flow with The Flaming Hero unnervingly unveiling a grimacing look. His mind projected an image of Agano and Chemistry lying dead on the dark-purplish wasteland as the pool of blood and oil dripped beneath their bodies.

The image imminently washed away into blurry white vision and returned Sparror into reality, locking his hesitant glare toward The Grass Ninja. An asserted ignition burnt through The Flaming Hero's mind as he shone flashes of the yellowish light within his gleaming eyes, readying himself on declared the continuation of the conversation.

"The battle also had…the cost too," Sparrow remarked, shrouding with cold rigidness within his voice, "Mr.Agano and Chemistra….I guess…they were the cost of winning this battle."

"If you wanted to think that way, I quite agree," Akushijo admitted with a little bit of uneasiness showering his eyes,

"It's normal, a victory from a massive and long battle like this has a consequence that you…must pay." Akushijo remarked, raising his unfolding palm briefly and resuming the flow of his statement, "Remember winning a battle with The Distrunian also cost…Zero's life, right?"

The Flaming Hero reluctantly nodded and replied with the fiery torch beside him embarked the molten flashes, "Yeah…I know and the lucky thing is he still alive, even though he was in a temporal coma."

"So yeah, I guess….I just have to accept this thing no matter what." Sparror said with a contorting, yet soothed tone and swiftly elevating one of his molten in front of his confident stare.

The Grass Ninja could only share a burst of gleeful chortle as he captured the gushing relief within the mind-refreshing conversation, closing his eyes shortly. While Sparror darted his gleaming eyes of assuredness toward the clear blue sky, no longer being barricaded by Yxelzon as its colossal pieces kept dropping down into the sea.

A short relieving moment for Sparror didn't last long with the blitzing reminder stung through his mind, broadening an agitating wince. He hastily shook his head and grunted in order to gust out the anxious thought from ever lingering into him, letting Akushijo furrow one of his eyebrows in puzzling demeanor.

"What is it, Sparror?" Akushijo asked, tilting his neck left to right to The Flaming Hero's affirmative stare and slowly breathing out a surprised gasp.

"We need to find Chemistra right now." Sparror insisted, flipping down one of his molten hands and starting to hover from with flaring strings chaining both of his feet, "Since we haven't seen what's really happened with her."

Akushijo rolled his eyes and guessed, "I bet…she was already passed out after the rough duel with The freaking Phantom."

"Well, hope so," Sparrow replied, attempting to safely keep the glimmer of hope within his beating heart as he placed his palm on the armored chest,

Akushijo reluctantly turned around and sharply locked his lantern eyes onto the other silk-clean beach view, gushing out the placid morning wind throughout. A whirling fiery twister whirled around beneath The Flaming Hero's feet as he tightened his fist, assertively marking the middle spot from afar.

Witnessing the wild flames encircling Sparror, The Grass Ninja walked backward in's direction and halted its feet when he was near the flames. The Flaming Hero firmly hoisted his molten hand upward, commanding the whirling flames to extend up and vivaciously consume both him and Akushijo.

Hence, the two heroes vanished into thin air when the whirling flames initiated their last spin on the left. A searching and roaming activity for finding the other fallen hero such as Chemistra was now fully declared.

On another side of the beach view where the duel used to occur, Chemistra still rested her body on the ground and had all of the glimmering light within her dimmed out. Any single sign of motion didn't resurface from The Chemist's whole limbs, only bluish electrical strings surged out and wrapped around her.

While Frenzy Cloverland shone the glistening violet light through his sight that brought his consciousness back, heavily released a burst of mangling chuckle. He sluggishly rotated his stammering into the unconscious body of Chemistra's direction, blurting out a delightful giggle.

'Fascinating, fascinating, fascinating,' Frenzy Cloverland said within his mind, embracing the soothing enthrallment and continued, 'Fascinating, fascinating, and fascinating sequel of the show.'

The Phantom shrieked out a raspy chuckle and spoke with his throat felt like being strangled with the hardened chain, "It's…beautiful….it's….beautiful….show….the…sequel….is very worth…it…to have….I'm….proud…..I'm….proud with….the amazing….execution and…the outcome."

A new delightful guest for Frenzy Cloverland cleanly debuted its own entrance with a human-sized fiery twister spawned in the middle of both him and Chemistra. The flaring twister would soon be dispersed into scattering ashes and fled freely to reunite with the sky, unfolding the physical appearance of both Sparror and Akushijo.

The two heroes hurriedly ran into The Chemist as they sight shakily darted onto her and kneeled their feet. The Flaming Hero illuminated the molten flashes through his eyes as he briskly scanned Chemistra's limbs from below to up, back and forth for receiving the trace of her current state.

As Sparror kept presuming the scanning process, a tiny hovering torch resurfaced near the left side of his armored helmet and The Grass Ninja raised both of his widened eyes. Moreover, Akushijo's head was clouded with the shimmering reminder the longer he observed the scanning process.

"Yo, do you have some kind of soul-scanning power?" Akushijo attempted on guessing, pressing his eyes with curiosity lingering in his voice.

"Only a little bit," Sparror assured with him wincing his left eye.

The Flaming Hero's vision was now transitioned into the view that was majorly covered with thick molten orange background. A sudden-flickering crimson torch emerged within Sparror's burning vision, convincing him to nod in relief as the enlightened flashes of light faded out from his eyes like an out-of-battery lamp.

"I'm gladful she's….still alive," Sparror announced his scanning result with an alleviating tone, thankfully nodding.

Akushijo breathed out the anxious air away and responded mildly, "Wow, that's very great to hear."

The two heroes briskly raised their feet into a resilient standing position after grasping the revitalizing information regarding the current state of The Chemist. Sparror locked down his blissful glance at the unconscious Chemistra one more time, lightening up his beating heart with breezy gratitude.

'Well….at least you're okay, Misaki,' Sparror professed through his mind, switching his relieving gaze onto the right.

Unfortunately, the mitigating time between the heroes met its short end with the out-loud mangling laughter resonating into their hearings. Both Sparror and Akushijo shivered cautious furrows, painted all over their faces as they slowly steered onto the left.

A shocked gasp was freed from The Grass Ninja's lung, while Sparror sharpened his gleaming rigid gazed and convinced him to take one step closer. The two heroes witnessed the paralyzed Frenzy Cloverland loudening his enchanting laughter especially when he noticed The Flaming Hero exposed the enraged glare.

The Grass Ninja rushedly succumbed to his overwhelming resentment the longer he locked his trembling eyes toward The Phantom, ordering him to hoist his opened palm, emitting neon green energy sparks. Instant prevention was declared by The Flaming Hero who rigidly gestured his lined-up hand in front of Akushijo's resentful stare. A hovering fiery torch popped out on the left side of Sparror's armored helmet, ready to engage in forecasting his order toward his fellow-heroic ally.

"Akushijo, it's better to put your weapon down and watch over Chemistra," Sparror suggested with a deep stern voice unshackled from the flickering torch, retrieving his hand down and taking one more step closer toward the paralyzed Frenzy Cloverland.

Akushijo groaned in infuriating frustration and argued, "I'm aware he is paralyzed, but still he'll probably put some crazy tricks to us!!"

"Don't worry about that" Sparror assured firmly, clenching both of his armored fists that ignited the dancing torches on his knuckles and repeated his order, "Just watch over Chemistra, I wanted to ask some important questions regarding this."

Akushijo reluctantly shook his head before turning around toward The Chemist and murmured, "Fine, fire boy."

Therefore, the two heroes departed with Akushijo headed onto The Chemist, and Sparror firmly upraised one of his furnacing hands toward The Phantom. Glistening purplish strings embarked within Frenzy Cloverland's throat as he thrillingly pondered to The Flaming Hero who heaved further his shimmering eyes, engulfing his entire mind with scorching exasperation.

"The show….was very fantastic if you notice….since you save the city…" Frenzy Cloverland strugglingly blurted out his enthralling statement before harshly clearing his throat, disseminating the purplish strings into nothingness.

He briskly continued with his mangling voice now becoming crystal clear through Sparror's hearings, "However, a wonderful consequence must be paid…for your victory….The Blazing Hero, Sparror."

"Agano….will only had a long long slumbering time thanks to your graceful…fire power," Frenzy Cloverland stated, embracing the craving excitement rapidly streamed into his brain, "Because the poison….should kill him as its rip…his very soul!!"

"While…Chemistra, I believe….her cybernetic allows her to survive it even though…she has a slumber time too. Frenzy Cloverland mentioned.

A thundering shock struck through The Flaming Hero's head as he trembled both of his gleaming eyes shortly, capturing the vivacious calmness with him hastily bowing down his head. He gazed down his eyes toward his furnacing head, enlivening the contentment being safely kept inside him. The contentment within pursued Sparror to dim out the lights within his eyes in split seconds for recollecting the relieving time of saving Agano from his own death's door.

"Anyway, I had two important questions for you to answer, Mr.Cloverland," Sparror spoke sternly, enlightening the flaring surfaces within his gleaming eyes, and freed his question to be exposed, "Did you responsible for reviving Sadari?"

Frenzy Cloverland shakily chortled and spoke with an enthralling tone, "Absolute I am responsible for reviving Sadari and twisting her mindset."

"Sadly, she was just a failed actress. A bad quality actress if…to be more clear and concise" Frenzy Cloverland affirmed.

A burning discontentment scorched through to the course of The Flaming Hero's veins as he uncontrollably locked his upraised molten hand toward and channeled out the gathering fiery sparks on his palm. Frenzy Cloverland pleasantly giggled on capturing a glimpse of the combusting flashes touching his immobilized limbs, provoking Sparror for letting him be consumed by the vengeful urges.

The Flaming Hero imminently closed his molten grip, gusting out all of his relentless hatred traces with him slowly switching his sight above shortly. Then, Sparror darted his eyes that formed a resilient furrow toward Frenzy Cloverland who only shrieked out a burst of mangling chortle.

"Sorry for letting…the hatred consume me, Mr.Cloverland," Sparror murmured, raising his somber voice and mentioning, "To be honest, I indeed wanted to kill you, but the thing is it's…not my way."

"Selfish lover boy try to be selfless and the righteous person, what an ironically fun thing to hear!!" Frenzy Cloverland commented, starting to fulfilling the thrill as he freed another mangling chortle.

"I don't care what you think about me because the only thing I care is saving the world for my lover, families, and other innocent people too," Sparror assured firmly, resting his upraised hands,

Even though the deep hatred might linger inside his mind, the heartsease sense tangled into Sparror as the furnacing on his knuckle sluggishly decreased its molten brightness. The Flaming Hero ensnaring the poised flames on carving on his shimmering eyes, affirmatively locking it toward The Phantom.

"Let's move on to the second question, explain to me briefly how did you know my identity in the first place?" Sparror unfolded the second question.

Frenzy Cloverland initiated the prologue for his upcoming explanation with another chortle and exclaimed, "Kandrum…Fortune…telling magic. Fortune telling magic that predicted the next host will be on this planet."

"Then flash forward, The new Sparror appeared and I began to conduct the spying activity two days after he lost the fight with Thunder…Fang." Frenzy Cloverland spoke excitedly, "More specifically, the time where you…find an isolated place that is quite near your house."

"Yes….I landed on one of the rooftops and saw a teenage boy…transformed into the great Sparror! " Frenzy Cloverland added, "Because of that, I began to construct the great show by studying more about you and the others as well."

"So…do you get the clear picture of what I'm explaining or the simplest way understand form my brief story?" Frenzy Cloverland provoked.

Sparror reluctantly grunted and muttered, "I understand enough."

"Even though I hate to say this, you're very clever at studying my entire life, Mr. Cloverland" Sparror admitted, releasing a contorting sigh and uttering, "It's lucky that I am able to beat you right now."

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