Entering Hunter's Lair Once Again

An embarking late afternoon sky was now spaciously arising through the entire area of Neo Tokyo as the enlightened sprightly shone. The gushing wind blew on the sidewalk below, revealing a crowd of people wearing tidy business suits sharing echoing laughter of enjoyment with one another.

Behind the group of men, Kenta indirectly blended with the crowd of people as he continued to walk forward and steered his curious gaze to the right. An astounding gaze clouded his entire sight when he stepping passed on the store with several floating-bluish holographic screens showing the past video clip of The Blazing Hero's presence concisely spotted on top of the chosen building's rooftop.

'Another video about the spotting of Sparror, quite intriguing.' Kenta commented with a thrilling tone as he kept moving forward, furthering his distance from the store.

Kenta grinned and continued his captivated mumble through his mind, 'Seeing the video was driving my urge on becoming Granlork once more.'

The Photographer finally halted his walking steps when he reached the distance of the gloomy alleyway on the right side of his. He breathed out a hefty sigh from his lung and headed in the alleyway's direction, surging out the translucent brown electrical strings on both of his wrists.

'Taking this break as a mundane worker was the most….regretful decision in my life,' Kenta muttered with an annoyed grit quickly forming on his jaw, 'Even worse, I….let myself fall in love and almost forget who exactly I am.'

'Without the existence of Sparror and Phantom's assistance, I'll probably be stuck like this until the rest of my life.' Kenta bickered, bowing dead his head before stopping his steps when he reached the dead-end wall of the alleyway, 'Life decision that I truly hate the…most especially when I stuck with it.'

He harshly clenched one of his staggering hands and strengthened the bite on his gritting lips with him pondering the clear-blue sky above. Surging electrical strings raised their striking brightness as Kenta hastily hoisted his hand upward, spreading the shimmering sparks on both of his wrists.

'Let me see if I can still do the magic casting for returning to my abandoned base.' Kenta said relaxedly.

Kenta smoothly clashed both of his surging knuckles onto each other and unshackled the glistening brown swarm, covering his entire limbs in less than a second. A feeling of astonishment shakily bloomed within his dropped jaw, surveying his electrifying arms back and forth.

It even encouraged him to free a vibrating burst of exuberant chortle through the alleyway, retrieving one of his knuckles from his surveying eyes. The Photographer heaved the right surging knuckle in a horizontal chopping position and briskly thrust it down when a jaunty smirk clouded his lips.

'It's time to enter The Ferocious Hunter's Lair once again.' Kenta uttered with enthralment consumed the depth of his mind, commanding him to draw his left surging knuckle.

His excited glare sharply caught the crystal clear glimpse of the horizontal-brown slashing mark levitating in front of him. Regardless, Kenta plunged his thrusting fist and cleanly jabbed the slashing mark, evoking overwhelming flashes that enveloped his entire body in an instant.

The soaring flashes eventually dissolved from the naked eyes, leaving no presence of Kenta and even the slashing mark anymore. A gushing tranquilness once again obtained within the grasp of the gloomy alleyway, especially with the chilling wind that blew passed by the whole area.

A blitzing brown slashing mark instantaneously emerged on the top of the floating circular object for its swift entrance. An entrance smoothly occurred on the pitch-black lair, stretching the slashing mark until it fully morphed its elastic shape into the glistening human-sized gateway.

As the glistening door continue levitating its bright presence, Kenta briskly walked out from the getaway door and exposed his delighted smirk. Moreover, he inhaled the frigid air surrounding the room and blew it away from his mouth. A feeling of contentment lingered in him as he broadened the gleeful smirk, raising both of his arms like a person who enjoyed the warmful sunbathing.

"I'm finally back, I'm finally back!" Kenta uttered with streaming excitement lingering into the course of his veins, "I can finally…return to this lair!!"

Kenta shakily chuckled and uttered with a cold-deep tone resonating in his voice, "Now it's time to activate the lair."

Electrifying brown strings transpired throughout one of his knuckles he elevated upward to take a clear gaze at the pitch-black view of the room. Then, Kenta wrapped around his thumb with his other finger fingers that invoked the flickering sparks, convincing him to genially close his eyes.

"Once again, thank you for helping…me on reaching this momentum, Phantom," Kenta remarked with a deep tone and thankfully nodded, freeing his eyes that were engulfed by the wild brown electrical swarms as he lowered down his thumb.

The Photographer swiftly tackled the air below with his surging thumb and materialized the abrasive-circular wave, widely spread throughout the room. The ever-expanding wave dispersed into raining brown sparkles, untethering the spacious flashing light to vastly dust away all of the darkness within the room.

The light instant disappearance unveiled the bright insides of the lair, furnished with thick brown metal walls on the whole interior from upside down. A neon-yellowish lightbulb with the shape resembling a hungry wolf opening its jaw spread the embarking lights, keeping the clear appearance of the riveting objects being presented in the room.

"The trophies of my valiant prey," Kenta mumbled with a riveted tone, beginning to take smooth stepping forward and steered his poised stare precisely on the several objects as he passed by.

A straight line row consisted of the gray-stone pillar that had all of them being enfolded with shrouding brown cloths, presenting the decapitated head of its unlucky victims. The beheaded victim remained in a vigorous state as if it were recently being chopped due to the immediate ghastly bluish smoke gusting out from below.

The victim heads being listed in his killing list: a man with the crystalized-crimson mask painting a despairful grin on the edge of the left row, a long-straight ginger hair girl who showed her frantic whimper in the middle, and many more vigorous-beheaded victims. A soothed humming whistled out from Kenta's throat as he persistently glanced toward his victim while continuing his pondering steps. Surveying the beheaded corpses illuminated the craving desire to hunt within his veins, constantly shaking both of his electrifying knuckles.

"Even though there are 20 more of my victims downstairs, seeing their presences were already enough to lighten the mood," He mumbled with a stern tone, switching observative stare to the right.

Kenta briskly tapped onto the ground with his left foot for preventing the heading steps from further moving, sharpening his watchful eyes on the object on the right. The hushedly levitating, wooden-brown framed holographic screen neatly showed the jade-background picture muscular robot with its entire body covered with a white outline on its entire body, and the head took a close semblance of the wolf through Kenta's eyes.

"Sadorz Wolf," Kenta remarked profoundly, hoisting one of his electrifying hands he eagerly locked it toward the screen and uttered with a stern tone, "Time to resume the automatic forging process.'

An electrocuting, brown lightning bolt was freed through Kenta's knuckle when he shoved forward his hand, blinking the exuberant sight. The bolt struck down the screen and shattered the bolting traces into a surge of thundering strings as it landed, fleeting into the course of the levitating screen's inside.

"Commencing the continuation of Sadorz Wolf, commencing the continuation of Sadorz Wolf." A contorting voice of the man repeatedly announced from the levitating screen, transitioning the picture of the robot into an all brown-background,

"Commencing the continuation of Sadorz Wolf, commencing the continuation of Sadorz wolf." The voice repeated into Kenta's intrigued ears, allowing him to take a few vibrating forward and snapped his finger one more time, shutting down the repeating announcement from the capsule's voice.

Brown background with the gray, ferocious wolf face logo popped out on the middle side of the screen. A flickering wolf logo sluggishly flowed up the breezing white chemical-like liquid alongside the blood-red numbers in the middle below the logo, repeatedly increasing its percentage.

More specifically, Kenta's darting eyes pondered at the current percentage of the current numbers stating, "58%" and it speedily went up. Watching the ongoing process of the robot for his future hunt, The Photographer gritted his thrilled teeth as he kept slowly moving forward.

"Cannot wait to see your return Sadorz Wolf," Kenta stated proudly.

Then, The Photographer rushedly exhaled a hefty sigh and said coldly, "But, I must pull the awakening trigger first."

He hastily switched his gaze toward the straight-line view, commanding his legs to take a step forward and hoisting his clenching fist. Mesmerizing eyes were fluently raised as Kenta steadily locked his gaze onto the reposeful white capsule floating on the edge of the lair's wall, attracting him to slowly run in its direction.

Kenta snapped his finger and chanted with an affirmed tone, "Now reveal your presence to me, Advans Armor."

"Let me see the clear presence from…you," Kenta demanded, shaking his tightened fist he briefly raised in front of his eyes and triggering the wild electrical strings from his right to sunder on the ground below.

The white capsular gusted out the ghastly jade smokes across the room as the front door swiftly slid to the left, opening the central spotlight object for Kenta's suitable costume. The Photographer mellowly ran forward to the glistening reveal of the object's complete appearance as sparkling green flashes shone onto him.

An object that was none other than the dark-blue, bull-furred armor on the upper part and the silk-silver lower part for the dominant color, showing up within Kenta's naked eyes. Moreover, he continuously scanned the armored from up to down with his riveted gaze, soaring the blitzing flashes within his thundering eyes.

The armored with the helmet had a metallic-black mask, maintaining pair of blood-red lines on the facial part as the eyes part. The helmet itself embedded the tidy four stacks of shiny golden spikes above its head part and the golden coin-like emblem latching on both of the ear parts.

His observative scanning still continued as Kenta's moved down his neck onto the blue-furred vest with the palm-size golden coin patched on the middle of his chest. Armored shoulder parts with a bronze pendant planted on each of their upper sides, showing the motif of the howling wolf's logo.

The scanning activity finally reached its end when Kenta gazed at the lower part of the armor, retrieving back his neck. A lower part of the newest armor with the bronze wolf-motif medals rested on both of the knees parts, allowing The Photographer to gush away the soothing air from his mouth.

"The time….for me to pull the trigger is completely ready," Kenta spoke calmly, soaring the electrifying flashes toward the armor, "Then….I will play the role that I loved the most as the hunter, becoming the extremist vigilante."

A time for claiming another blood for his trophy collection was now closer to touching the initiation phase. A day when the early phase of becoming Granlork swiftly grasped by Kenta's clutching palm especially when he uplifted one of his clenched fists and extended his thrilling grin.

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