Neat Burning Trap

A blazing lamp construct popped out above The Flaming Hero's head as he proceeded to commence the alerting scanning process onto the sandy ground in the ocean. He sluggishly hovered forward and steered his gleaming eyes from left to right, letting the lamp flee forward from him.

With The Flaming Hero continuing his survey, the lamp construct grew its size big as a human head due to his sharp hearing slightly catching the drumming noise of slide within it. He even heedfully hoisted his hand upward and awakened the blazing torch on his molten knuckle, furrowing his dazzling eyes in a fixated rigidness.

Below the sandy ground near the spot of the towering black rock on the far left, Granlork lying down on and began to raise his baton. Electrifying strings resurfaced through The Hunter's eyes especially when his ears clearly felt the resonance of the dancing torch, indicating the hovering lamp construct was closer touching his distance.

'Must be more careful on landing a perfect hit on Sparror.' Granlork murmured through his mind, tightening the grip on his baton handler and surging out the wild electrical vines on the muzzle.

Granlork grunted hushedly, 'Even though he was just a fifteen years old kid, he was still quite formidable prey too as if I face an adult.'

'Guess I should let out a perfect insult that will let his emotion taint him to commit a rash act.' Granlork stated, shimmering the new plan within his thought and sting a little bit of satisfaction with him chortling.

The scanning process was stopped by Sparror with him halted his hovering feet and the lamp construct at the same time, embarking the swarming torch on covering his shoulder. While Granlork exhaled a hefty breath away from his mouth and slowly revolved his baton, attempting to engage the conversation with its prey.

"You claim yourself as the hero of justice right, Demon Lord?" A distorting voice of Granlork echoed through Sparror's hearing, tightening both of his molten hands in heated emancipation.

Granlork's distorting voice groaned in displeasure and uttered for resuming the flow of the conversation, "What an irrelevant claim."

"I already saw everything about you through The Phantom and the claimed was true, you're just pretending because I knew your true ambition." Granlork blurted out his argument in a harsh tone, "Deep down you wanted to sacrifice the world just for the sake of having a good pleasure time with your mistress."

"You even allow hundreds of people to die just for the sake of not losing your precious mistress," Granlork added, raising his distorting voice that echoed throughout the whole ocean's area.

The Flaming Hero resiliently shut off his gleaming eyes with all of his limbs shivering in bitter agitation, replaying the dreadful memory clip on the past. The time when Sparror drowned in agonizing despair after failing on saving hundreds of people from the shrouding building.

The memory clip would soon be dusted away from the depth of The Flaming Hero's mind, encouraging him to free an affirmative glare onto the ocean's view. Then, Sparror sternly clenched both of his armored fists, wiping out every trace of guilt and dread as he elevated his asserted sight upward.

"The thing about me is my selfish motivation made me eager to continue life as a Superhero." An assured voice of Sparror widely broadcasted throughout the surroundings due to the lamp construct constantly flickering.

The Flaming Hero sighed and resumed his statement with a calm tone, "I indeed remained regret not saving the citizens in there, but I try my best. I try my best on improving to be a better hero as time goes on."

"Also I learned another important lesson too." Sparror stated with sheepish confidence and calmly nodded his head, "You can still become the hero of justice or do the right thing even though you have a selfish motivation."

"Besides, it's quite ironic you mention that Granlork," The Flaming Hero added sarcastically, chortling in jocular demeanor, "Because right now you just did an action to fulfill your selfish desire, "I'm aware you are acting like this just to…torment me."

"I didn't believe all of your baseless statements, Demon Lord." The distorting voice of Granlork countered with an infuriating tone.

Sparror exhaled the contorting hefty puff and said, "I knew you will say that since you still acting."

The hovering lamp commenced the rapid growth once more after The Flaming Hero firmly hoisted one of his molten clenched hands. It even grew into a size of a vehicle such as a car and called forth pair of molten flares that tightly encircled the whole massive surface of the molten construct.

An annoyed groan cried out from The Hunter's throat when his hearings were bombarded by the noise of the flaring torches, shivering his holding grip. Untamed electrical vines spontaneously constricted both of Granlork's trembling legs, breathing out the bothersome gasp.

The Flaming Hero freed the tightened finger of the hand he hoisted onto the above view and wrapped it around his armored thumb. The enlarged lamp omitted the detonating flashes when Sparror sluggishly slid down his wrapping finger, triggering the tiny dancing torch to float on top of his thumb.

The Hunter finally broke free from the shackle of the sand by leaping off and blending the entire substance of his limbs into a striking brown bolt. Witnessing the lightning bolt spawned on the far left, The Flaming Hero steered his heedful glance into its direction and instantaneously snapped his finger.

"ZURYAH!!!" Sparror out loudly soared a contorted grunt, imploding the hovering lamp construct especially with the lightning bolt manifesting the half body of The Hunter himself.

Granlork urgently propelled his baton that already forged the surging bolt beneath the fang of the wolf-headed muzzle, roaring a low-pitched glorious growl. A thin-thundering beam blasted off from the baton's muzzle and headed toward the imploding lamp construct in lightning speed as it tackled the construct's front sight.

Unfortunately, the beam only met a fracturing failure due to the construct vastly morphed into an abrasive explosion wave and incinerated in split seconds. Watching the explosion expanding, Granlork hurriedly lifted both of his kneecaps that touched his stomach and transformed into an elusive bolt as he galloped into the left.

'Seriously, you wanted to burn the entire ocean, Sparror?' Granlork asked through his mind with a semblance of disbelief lingering within him.

The elusive bolt didn't make it on grasping the hasty escape as the expansion of the explosion caught him first, reverting its shape into Granlork who began to cry out a constant growl. His whole limbs couldn't lift any trace of motion with the flaring explosion shackled him and replenished more burning torment as he loudened his growl.

As the scorching pain continue to haunt his stammering motion, Granlork sluggishly surveyed the surroundings being tainted with the seemingly endless view of flames. An appalled bleat shakily cried out with the discovery The Hunter obtained within his surveying sight.

The marine life such as various neon-scale, different types of fish that roamed around near his distance still smoothly move even though the explosion still dominated the ocean area. Traces of pain and misery didn't reveal on the scene from the marine life as if the ongoing explosion became one with the ocean itself.

'So the explosion shares the burning torment only toward me?' Granlork took a guess with a raspy tone through his mind and steered his watchful glance onto his left forehand still vibrating trapped in a paralyzed state.

'If it's a yes, guess I had no choice on using the same move that I did to Yurika.' Granlork added, declaring the new plan of assault especially when he suddenly increased the tormented growl.

Granlork slight chuckle in joyfulness and spoke, 'He was indeed very challenging prey.'

Rumbling brown electrical vines transcended throughout The Hunter's stammering limbs, sluggishly regaining motions with him able to lift his hefty fingers. The electrical vines even punctured into the course of Granlork's veins, dripping the sprinkle of blood from his arms and legs

While Sparror who was steadily floated afar from his foe's distance, enlightened the gleaming flashes as he formed a vigilant glare within his eyes. Pair of combusting torches construct instantly spawned on top of The Flaming Hero's opened palms as he began to hover forward.

'I hope you will use the lightspeed move right now, Granlork.' The Flaming Hero said with a hushed-stern tone through his mind, sharpening his vigilant glare and hovering closer to his foe who was now embedded by the vortex-like brown bolt on his entire limbs.

Therefore, a storming-brown thunder strike sundered into the dept of the wavering ocean and concisely jolted the stammering Granlork. Rippling thunder sparks flashed into The Flaming Hero's glare, convincing him to raise his armored hand and blocking his eyes from ever meeting direct contact with the spark itself.

A bolting brown mist emanated on the stomach of Granlork, shrouding the entirety of his limbs faster than the blink of an eye. Moreover, The Hunter's whole body parts melted into the liquified bolts, fluently blending on the front and behind parts into pair of bolting razor-sharp wolf feet.

Another storming spark arose on the spot and ramparted the overflowing wind that slowly pushed away The Flaming Hero who kept blocking his gleaming sight. The pressuring wind eventually gushed out from the ocean's scenery alongside the spark, encouraging Sparror to rest his blocking arm.

'It has begun, the light-speed attack.' Sparror mumbled within his mind, shimmering the arising light through his glare and evoking the scorching torch through his knuckle once again.

'I hope I could block this time.' Sparror added with a bitter nervousness before shaking his head, igniting the tiny spark of confidence within his beating heart.

While Granlork completed his transformation into the electrifying fur-skinned wolf with glittering silver eyes and glassy razor-sharp claws. The electrifying wolf elusively sprinted forward as the flow of time in the surroundings became sluggish, especially with the swimming marine life, and the heedful Sparror who uplifted his hand slowly commenced their motion.

Noticing his prey's motions fall into staggering slow, the electrifying wolf increased the light speed sprint that led itself flexibly evolving into a streaking bolt. More specifically, the bolt narrowly touched the direct distance on The Flaming Hero who remained slowly lifted his hand, seemingly outwitting his sense with the prey who didn't even flinch any semblance of anticipation or awareness.

'Got you on my sight…' Granlork who was inside the electrifying stomach of the wolf mumbled within his mind as he sprinted his thundering feet and plunged upward his baton in an impalement position.

'Sparror?' Granlork asked in bewilderment as he abruptly witnessed The Flaming Hero dart his heedful glance precisely at him.

"ZURYAH!" Sparror grunted affirmatively, rising the shimmering flash like a rising dawn sun.

The vortex wolf tackled down the streaming water below and ramparted Sparror who hastily waved up one of his molten hands, gathering thousand of instantaneous sparkles on his front sight. Without hesitation, The Flaming Hero propelled his blazing hand forward, calling forth a tangling-molten chain construct that neatly shackled the vortex wolf on the.

Although the wolf fang impaled through the armored chest and created a bloody hole in it, The Flaming Hero flipped up his hand and commended the chain on tightening the bind. Hence, the soaring bronze thunder strike arose throughout the whole scenery of the ocean itself and faded out from the naked eye when the molten explosion emanated on the same spot.

The outcome of the recent clash was unveiled on the scene as Granlork felt both his arms and legs chained up with the unbound fiery chain constructs. Thundering electricities on The Hunter's limbs dusted into nothing especially when he fixated his gaze on his prey in the front, helplessly screeched out an unnerving gasp.

The prey who was none other than, Sparror tremblingly uplifted his molten hand as he constantly breathed out a hefty puff. Large blood droplets showered on the holed chest of The Flaming Hero after receiving the devastating blow, holding a sore deep breath on his contorted lung.

"I….never imagine you will catch this…move, Demon Lord," Granlork remarked, flooding both his mind and voice in utter disbelief, watching a quick spawn of the tiny torch beside his prey.

"Even though I managed to pierce your chest, it's still an impressive stunt as you able…caught a literal light," Granlork added with a hefty, yet impressed tone, tilting his onto the left and receiving the crystal clear view of blood dripping from his prey's chest.

Sparror sighed and let out a bitter sarcasm through flickering the torch, "Yes thank you for the compliment."

"At the same time….you forgot something important of…my trick," Granlork remarked assertively.

A shivering realization kicked in through The Flaming Hero's eyes as he bowed his head and gazed at the bolting circle beneath his feet. The attempt to retreat didn't reach success due to the discharging wolf vaulting from the circle and landing the clean bit on one of Sparror's arms, forcing him to scream out a screech of pain.

Nevertheless, the wolf quickly dragged Sparror into the whirling circle and the Granlork who was bound on the chain construct vanished into thin air. With the disappearance of the two combatants occurring, the whirling circle dissolved into nothing, leaving the ocean in placidness.

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