Magical Realm For The Hunter's Robot

A whirling brown portal neatly resurfaced inside a single island surrounded by the coarsening white sand instead of the ocean. An island covered with neon-pink grasses with their shape resembling a knife and a couple of rusty greys decapitated parts of the knight statue scattered separately on the ground.

The portal puked out both Sparror alongside the glistening wolf carrying him with its razor-sharp jaw still biting his arm. The Flaming Hero gestured a forward kick and shone the molten flashes on his left foot, casting the fiery swarm to envelop the entirety of the wolf's limbs and incinerating it into dust.

A blazing cloth swiftly covered the whole armored body of The Flaming Hero himself and levitated on top of the grass, convincing the grass to steer its dancing movement onto the left. Sparror initiated a cautious scanning process from left to right, invoking the torch on his knuckle being impaled by the wolf's fang and decimated injury mark into ashes.

Puzzled eyes transpired on the void black face of Sparror himself as he rested his scanning eyes on the left side, gazing at the pieces of the broken statue. Gleaming flashes arose through The Flaming Hero's eyes briefly, landing his levitating feet onto the ground and heading closer to the statue itself.

A further inspection arose through Sparror's mind with him locking his curious gaze at the clean-bronze sky with the radiant blue moon alongside the blood-red cloud. Darting his sight at the sky view widened The Flaming Hero's puzzling eyes especially with him repeatedly tilting his head.

'I'm quite sure…I'm not on Earth, right now.' The Flaming Hero mumbled through his mind, arising his suspicion and encouraging him to take a few steps further as he darted his eyes at the knight statue shortly.

'Maybe this can place either be…magical realm he created or…possibly pocket dimension area that Chemistra and Mr.Agano mentioned on their last battle Thunderfang.' Sparror added, enlightening his wondering mood and embarking more molten sparks on the torch construct.

Sparror exhaled the contorted-burdensome air and continued as he an assertive eye painted his voice, 'To be honest…I didn't truly care which location Granlork wanted to choose for killing me.'

'Because at the….end, I will defeat you.' Sparror spoke bluntly, taking one more step forward and resuming his mind mumbling, 'Sorry…to say your existence is now threatening not only for the whole world but, it's for me and Yuna too.'

As The Flaming Hero resumed the flow of the inspection on the strange land, the current foe, Granlork recently manifested his physical body within the underground level of the land. More precisely, The Hunter tiredly kneeled in the middle of the circular spot and held his chest as he breathed out a constant hefty puff, blitzing out every trace of dying electricity binding his limbs.

A room where it was the majority of the area was shrouded by mystifying darkness and smoke throughout the room. A single glistening brown circle beneath The Hunter's feet was the only gleaming thing that rested on the darkness of the room, glimmering the thrilling mood within him as he chortled.

"So far this recent hunt was very joyful and exciting." Granlork stated proudly, tightening his rubbing hand on his chest as he allowed the pride to overflow him with his entire body vibrating and continued, "Not just because of the strong and flexible power of his, but he also had a strong and resilient mind."

Granlork blissfully shook his head and mumbled with a thankful tone, "Phantom, let me just say, thank you for all of your effort in making this supposedly, incompetent young hero into worthy prey."

The captivated thrills within his mind swiftly commanded both of The Hunter's kneeling feet to get up and obtain a steady standing position. A dimming electrical string on his finger still bound on his fingers, continuously revolving by Granlork's intrigued sight before the string dispersed into ashes.

The Hunter fluently uplifted his intrigued sight onto the pitch-dark above view and let out a burst of a gleeful chuckle, embracing the feeling of the desirable thrill. He also smoothly raised his hands and clenched both of them into tightened fists, returning the striking brown electricities to constrict his knuckle.

"The battle is not over yet, Sparror," Granlork remarked happily, wrapping all of his fingers altogether and increasing the striking brightness of the surging electrifies on each of his knuckles.

"Even though showing Sadorz wolf into the real world is a solid idea, I prefer fighting in this magical pocket dimension of mine." The Hunter added, unbinding the chuckle of enthrallment.

Granlork hastily heaved both his wrapping fingers and emitted the thundering strings through his wrists. The thundering strings spread out their blitzing bolts on the whole gloomy-dark room and zapped on every side or spot available, letting The Hunter retrieve his upheaved hands.

"Sadorz Wolf, awaken from your sleep!" Granlork chanted bluntly, thrust upward one of his surging hands onto the sky once more.

The untamed wild lightning bolts imminently transformed into bolting brown explosion waves, consuming everything on the spot. It even included The Hunter who was in a poised demeanor, excitedly extending his arms as the explosion devoured his physical body for summoning the great beast.

"As I said before, I will claim your head as the greatest trophy that I ever hunt!"Granlork stated with a deep excitement boiling through his lung and resumed exposing his joyfulness, "I promise to myself….if I failed on hunting you today, I will never take a break time as a mundane human."

"I probably keep this obsession for a while," Granlork added, bowing down his neck as he remained trapped in the clutches of the explosion, "Until one day I found another worthy prey again."

Trumpeting noises of quake soared on the upper side of The Hunter's pocket dimension as Sparror urgently steered his shaking furrow and pressed his left armored kneecap. Furthermore, The Flaming Hero engulfed scorching cloth to cover his gleaming eyes the longer his hearing resumed absorbing the noise of the quake.

The loudest source of the noise was precisely discovered by The Flaming Hero with him darting his scorched glare onto the afar left, emitting the molten furnaced on the tip of his horn. He rigidly flared up a rocketing fiery construct below his feet and swiftly carried his armored limbs upward.

'I guess…he will summon a literal giant surprise to me.' Sparror took a guess through his mind.

'If…yes I'm ready for it.' Sparror added.

The Flaming Hero speedily fled further onto the quaking spawning spot, uprising on the left side of the abrasive white desert area. The hovering motion of Sparror stopped when he already reached the narrow-front distance of the vibrating spot, pointing his gleaming furrow in anticipative demeanor.

Five bronze vortexes vastly transpired from the white desert, creating a couple of steaming holed. The holes in soothing synchronizing channeled out the shining light wave from the underground side and merged all of the light waves into a circle, freeing the getaway for The Flaming Hero's foe.

A gigantic razor-sharp bronze claw hand submerged from the encircling portal and impaled it onto the desert ground, spreading the widespread crack alongside the enlarged hole. The presence of the giant claw instantly triggered Sparror to widen his rigid eyes especially with opening a quick realization that his size was just like an ant compared to the claw.

"ZURYAH!!" Sparror grunted with affirmative confidence, thrusting his hand upward and awakening the molten torch on his tightened knuckle.

A towering twister of blaze miraculously arose from below the hovering Sparror as he rested his molten hand, shut the gleaming light from his eyes, and expanded his armored arms. The twister swiftly swallowed The Flaming Hero into its molten stomach as it kept expanding further to the sky.

Afterward, the fiery twister in the sky dispersed into thousand ashes, freely fleeing toward the sky above and unveiling the colossal armored figure that stood in a valiant demeanor. The figure who was The Dragonforge bravely howled the contorting roar throughout the nearby surroundings, closing the armored jaw as it sharpened its eyes at the circle.

A spawning circle finally broke free of a giant black robotic figure who smoothly leap out and landed on the ground in a kneeling position. Spacious winds gushed out on the whole area of the desert after the robot landed its bulky-triangular shape feet with the acuted-needle shape clawed, covered with pitch black color.

The giant robot had a slim body, yet polished body that was shielded with silk-black frames whole over its slender limbs with some cotton white colors residing on the back of the hands and the legs. Twin enraged wolf-headed shields with crystalized opal-shaped eyes securely strapped on both the robot's shoulders, acting as the shoulder.

Neon-green wolf tooth gems latched on both of the middle spots of the robot's arms, sparkling the shining flashes shortly when The Dragonforge locked its observative sight onto them. A medieval-like black helmet was placed on top of the robot's head, revealing the bronze lines on the above and rear sides of the helmet.

With The Dragonforge kept darting its observative glance, the robot quickly lifted its head and exposed its true face to the cautious prey's eyes. A polished-metallic bronze face took the close semblance of the hungry wolf with the silver visor barricading its sight, surging out the electrical strings shortly.

A slim stomach with the slumbering head of the wolf attached on the middle part alongside the violet opal on the forehead. An acute tooth-shaped waist with the blood-red, triangular placed on the middle top and the bronze circular gems latched on both the left and right sides of the waist.

The robot commanded its legs into an affirmative standing position and calmly locked its sharpened gaze toward The Dragonforger. The robot imminently mashed the bulky fight altogether on each of the knuckles, arising the thundering bronze electricities to bind its entire metal body in split seconds.

"Battle mode….activate," A mixture-distorted voice resembling both man and woman echoed across the desert.

The robot departed the mashing fist that omitted the wide-wavering blitzing explosion in brief seconds, materializing neon-bronze lines throughout the robot's arms and legs. The noticeable appearance of the light even swiftly embarked the soaring bronze light on the robot's back

A silver triangular-shaped rocket booster with the neon-brown logo of the wolf locking its predatory on the above right side tightened on the back of the robot. The back part of the robot's waist fluently sparked on the glimmering bronze sparkles simultaneously fleeted away onto the desert.

Inside the room only filled with blurry bronze light throughout the interior, Granlork excitedly darted his eyes toward the multiple white screens levitating in his front sight. The screens clearly showed the outside view filled with The Dragonforge standing and opening its bursting jaw.

"Even though this is not Sadorz Wolf's final form, I'm still going to test whether Sparror can withstand this machine or not," Granlork mumbled, flaring a little spark of happiness as he jiggled.

"The hunt may be tough, but at the same time, it's possibly the most engaging hunt I ever have next to my last victim," Granlork added with an enlivened whisper, raising one of his hands onto the blurry above view.

Granlork uncountably giggled before shaking his head and releasing a relaxed announcement, "Alright, it's time to commence the next phase of the hunt."

Afterward, Granlork steered down his sight onto the front view and flipped his hand downward, channeling the blitzing strings to tangle on his wrist. The Hunter steered backward the electrocuted wrist and pressed the right knee that he stepped forward, attempting to receive a suitable momentum strike.

The recent action of Granlork was completely replicated by the giant robot, Sadorz wolf as it thrust backward its hand and took one step forward with the pressed right knee. The surging bolt of bronze lightning strings emitted on the robot's wrists, calling forth the horizontal brown flashes through its visor.

While The Dragonforge revolved downward the right armored hand, ignited the bursting furnace on top of his palm. A torching mood of preparation lingered through The Dragonforger's mind as it elevated the bursting furnace toward its front sight and stomped the ground below.

"You finally show your true form, Demon Lord." The distorting voice of Granlork echoed on the whole spacious area of the magical realm, firing the tiny electrocuting spark on the below part of Sadorz Wolf's rocket booster.

"A form resembling a dragon," A grunted voice of The Hunter drummed into The Dragonforge's hearing.

"Hence, I'm not just slaying a demon right now." Granlork stated with an ensnaring excitement and continued, "Instead, I'm also slaying a dragon too!"