Near Reaching The Endpoint of The Hunt's Flow

"So you attempting to shoot all of the citizens because you are desperate on finding a way to kill me?" A deep-cynical comment spread out from the embarking torch construct from Sparror as he raised his incitement glare toward his foe and engulfed both of his molten fists with crimson torches.

Granlork groaned and rolled his neck before he muttered with an apathetic tone, "As I told you, I must eradicate all of the demons within here especially those who already invaded Neo Tokyo."

"I knew you love to pretend as their savior by turning yourself into their shield just to maintain a nice reputation," Granlork said, raising his flooding anger from his beating heart and marking his discharging baton toward The Flaming Hero, "Don't deny it, deep down you can tribute them for the sake of your demon mistress!"

"Yes, a demon mistress who just so happened still be a human because for your amusement, right!?" Granlork shouted a guess, stinging some nerves into The Flaming Hero as he briefly exhaled a hefty breath.

Sparror released a wrathful grunt and divulged a contorting mutter through flickering his fiery torch, "Enough of this acting, Granlork!"

The Flaming Hero hastily thrust his left molten hand upward, summoning the fiery circle on the back left of his foe. A nimble sense stung into The Hunter's mind with hurling up the bolting blast onto the back left, vaporizing the fiery circle faster than the blink of an eye as it landed.

However, the presence of Sparror completely faded out into nothingness and Granlork tapped the right button of his right belt, resonating the temporal light within the head of the hoverbike. His nimble sense kicked in that ordered Granlork to rotate his alerting motions to the left side, capturing the near sighting of The Flaming Hero lunging his crimson-tainted molten fist toward his jaw.

The Hunter parried down the molten fist with his discharging baton, but Sparror blinked out from his sight. The gathering string of bolts emanated beneath the left foot of Granlork after noticing the disappearance of his once again, hardening the wild lightning bolts on the tip of his baton.

'Show yourself now,' Granlork uttered within his mind.

A spark of blood-red light resurfaced on the front right of The Hunter with his cheek felt the warm touch of the light, stomping his electrocuting foot on the ground. Granlork marked his silver gauntlet upward as The Flaming Hero dashed out from the human-sized twister, forging the bulky gauntlet for folding his plunging hand.

Rocketing particles untethered from the hoverbike and initiated the elusive dash as The Flaming Hero narrowly landed his blazing blow, encouraging Granlork to press both of his kneecaps. The Hunter fluently flipped back his hopping body to above, providing an opportunity for the dashing hoverbike to make contact with Sparror's plunging.

"ZURYAH!!!" The Flaming Hero grunted, swinging his other molten hand to the ground and invoking the blood-red flashes on his wrist.

A human-size twister materialized in front of The Flaming Hero's eyes, smoothly retrieving his lunging fist and gliding back from the hoverbike. The blazing twister compressed its elastic body in order to debut the new living construct, a muscular-built scally armored knight swiped away the twister.

The armored knight barged in its molten knuckle to the sky, transporting the giant flaming fist beneath the charging hoverbike. The expanding fiery fist rammed its hardened knuckle on the below part of the hoverbike, soaring the blitzing electricities on its surfaces as it kept expanding upward.

Nonetheless, the ever-expanding knuckle enkindled the flaring explosion above and jounced the hoverbike further. Sparror crossed both of his hands with him steadily witnessing his foe launching another bolting shot from his gauntlet, boiling the rigid anticipation as he shielded his knuckle with the indurated armored construct.

The Flaming Hero quickly pounded the bolting blast with his crimson armored construct, crumbling the blast in split seconds. Afterward, Sparror initiated a blazing sprint with his blazing feet and enfolded his entire armored limbs by the wild swarm of flames, phasing through the expanding molten arm construct.

"Drayah!!!" The Flaming Hero grunted out loudly, enlightening the gleaming blood-red flashes within his eyes the close he rushed into Granlork's direction.

Granlork groaned and provoked, "Come on, hit me, Show what you truly got, Sparror, Show me now!!"

"Show me more of your demonic power!!!" The Hunter uttered, rushing forward into his prey and lifting his baton from the left.

Sparror poked forward one of his molten hands that freed the fiery volley flung into The Hunter's direction, detonating into a small explosion. A swift evading dash was commenced by Granlork as he hastened his thundering left foot when the small explosion narrowly landed on his face.

At the same time, a clean opportunity for The Flaming Hero replenished into his hand with him vanishing into nothingness once again. He respawned precisely in front of The Hunter shoving his molten grip toward the latching crystal in the middle crystal and sharpening his glare.

An encircling ring emerged from the belt and elongated its size throughout Granlork's surroundings, bouncing his prey away and disintegrating the molten armor on his grip. The Hunter lifted his locking silver gauntlet at Sparror and omitted the floating orb on the forehand.

"Drayah!!" The Flaming Hero grunted, commanding the giant fist to transform into a speck of dust in split second.

Hence, an impinging fiery swarm materialized nearby the right of The Hunter who recently landed his feet on tunnel ground. The blazing swarm miraculously expanded its slimy-like surface that constricted the middle crystal of the metal belt, firing up the slight frustration within Granlork as he drove down the baton.

The discharging bolt of the baton was unfortunately unable to shatter the fiery due to it invoking the combusting flares that constricted his hand. A burning torment replenished into The Hunter's hand with him soaring an unnerving scream across the tunnel, attracting Sparror who just landed on the ground to lift his head and heaved his eyes in bitter relief.

'Now he figured out the middle crystal was the source of my deflector,' Granlork muttered in lingering annoyance, tightening his shaking grip on the baton and glossing over at the fiery swarm still latching on the middle crystal.

'This is…bad, this is bad…this is…bad,' Granlork added, watching The Flaming Hero raise his feet and approached him with the tiny fiery torch materialized beside the right of his head alongside uplifting his molten hand.

"You wanted more of my power, Granlork?" A stoic commanding voice of Sparror resonated through the flickering torch as an incited stare colored his entire eyes and continued, "Fine, I gave it to you…right now!"

The levitating torch beside Sparror's head swiftly catapulted itself with its master tilting it's the silver gauntlet of his foe for split seconds. The crimson torch sprawled into the blazing slime when it latched on The Hunter's silver gauntlet, lengthening its size until enveloping the entire gauntlet.

A crushing grip was firmly declared by The Flaming Hero and awakened the sparkling strings of a blaze on each of the flaming surfaces gluing The Hunter. He even whirled around his molten palm, embarking the encircling fiery wave floating directly in front of his assertive stare.

"KRAH!!!" The Flaming Hero grunted at top of his lungs, slamming his molten hand and splattering the encircling wave into thousand burning ashes fleeing freely before they all ceased to exist.

Three blood-red blazing surfaces simultaneously soared the uprising light similar to a fresh sunlight uprising from the morning sky, loudening the scream of Granlork and stammering both of his legs. Sparror fluently initiated a blazing rush toward his immobilized foe and jabbed on his stomach, enduring the heavy pressure, especially with The Hunter felt his throat being jabbed by a heavy object.

The Flaming Hero slid down one of his molten hands onto the enveloping fiery surface of the belt part and landed his crushing grip on it. Crimson sparks flickered within Sparror's asserted eyes, hastily strengthening his grip on the belt that rang an out loud noise of metal being mangled.

Broadened glistening bolts ensued throughout the scenery of the tunnel with The Flaming Hero's grip staggeringly dispatched the belt, feeling his arm pierced through by the lightning bolt. Granlork who bowed his head and captured a glimpse of the belt erupted the maddening lightning bolts through his sight, gathering the dimming electrical sparks on the forehand of his paralyzed gauntlet.

'Come on, Sadorz Bike, launch your light-speed surprise right now, I demand you, please,' Granlork pleaded through his mind.

The hoverbike that still floated aimlessly and surged out the damaged electricities on its engine began to evoke the discharging flashes from the front part. Extravasating particles blew out from the engine and swiveled the hoverbike upward, marking its current target, the train filled by the citizens.

An elusive dash commenced with the hoverbike roaring the rocketing particles on the engine and descending into an untraceable object. More precisely, the hoverbike flew to the speed that time flow within its perception stopped such as it flew passed by The Flaming Hero who was trapped in a position on removing the belt.

Whereas the citizens already inside the train shone the blood-red light throughout each of the floating lamps above, filling most of the available seats of the train, including the floor with some of them kneeling and placing their praying hands on their foreheads. The majority of the citizens such as the pair of boy and girl high schoolers in the back seat bit their lips of skepticism with the thundering flashes shining from the outside view.

"Should we just run away from this train?" The girl asked with dreaded thoughts invading her mind, unnervingly rubbing her arms.

The boy sighed and replied, "No Haruna. It'll be a bad idea because the tunnel is too dark and our location is far away to find the other station."

"I know you felt afraid that we might die, but it's best we think the current Sparror will save us all." The boy reassured, closing his skeptical biting lips and slowly unfurling the condolence smile toward Haruna.

"Ayato, are you sure about that?" Haruna asked, unfolding her whimpering lips and shedding a line of tears from her eyes, "Are you sure we will be safe from this current Superhero action?"

Haruna shook her head and murmured, "I'm afraid we might…die from this….we…might die from this."

The boy immediately wrapped around his solace arm and stroked a comforting hand on her forehead, letting the girl close her eyes from witnessing the dreadful reality from the outside view. With the high schoolers slowly receiving the tiny fragment of poised atmosphere, other citizens still unfolded their incredulity such as the short hair girl with a bright-blue leather jacket centered her doubtful furrow at the flashing view from the right side.

'Even though I didn't buy his demon argument, he has a good point about the correlation between Sparror's motivation and his so-called demonic mistress.' The short hair girl presumed, placing her thumbs below her lips and continuing to mumble, 'The mistress related was his love interest and maybe Sparror's entire goal was totally depending on her safety.'

As most of the citizens either prayed and sat in shivering fear frosting their minds, the ongoing battle from the outside still continued with Sparror taking the huge lead on the floe. Furthermore, The Flaming Hero kept attempting to dispatch the belt that widely spread uncontrollable thunders across the area.

"ZURYAH!!!" The Flaming Hero grunted, igniting the willpower scorch within his beating heart as he forced his trembling grip to drive backward.

At last, the metal belt of Granlork was removed from his waist and fell into the clutches of The Flaming Hero's trembling grip. An incineration swarm of blaze encroached the belt and burnt it into pouring ashes faster than the blink of an eye, encouraging The Hunter to reluctantly nod his head.

'I may lose the belt, but Sadorz Bike can fully commit to the mission because I already set it as some kind like an automatic drone,' Granlork mumbled with him flaring up the enthralment inside his thought.

'Sadorz Bike distract The Blazing Hero and bring the glorious path to win the battle,' Granlork added, flowing his thought with a sense of bitter gladness, 'I'm counting on you, Sadorz Bike

A sudden noise of glass being shattered precisely absorbed within the Flaming Hero's hearing, furrowing a slightly fevered stare within his eyes. Afterward, Sparror hurriedly raised one of his molten hands to take a glimpse of the above view and commanded the latching fiery cloth to levitate, carrying The Hunter alongside it.

With the restraining Granlork hovered above his prey's sight, all of the latching fiery swarm transformed into the wild furnace. The blood-red furnace devoured every limb of The Hunter, prolonging his crying out the pain of being burnt alive and raising a preparation mood for Sparror to clench his molten fist at the same time.

"Deiyah!" Sparror grunted, glancing at the windows of the train shortly.

The Flaming Hero leaped upward with the tainted crimson swarm of blaze swathed his armored limbs and began to thrust his molten knuckle. His physical presence would soon dissolve and respawned above the levitating Granlork who remained shackled by the restraining flames.

"DRAYAH!!!" The Flaming Hero shouted at top of his lungs and pummelled his molten knuckle to jab his foe's face.

A bombarding reaction transpired on the scenery as the swarm detonated itself into elongated flames and descended into the ground below like a meteor. The meteor land of Granlork awakened the towering crimson explosion wave extended its size until touched the slight glimpse of the above interior, announcing the drumming tormented scream from The Hunter's throat.

In the spontaneously reactionary, The Flaming Hero glanced to the right and widened his agitated furrow when his sharp hearing also received the frightening scream from the citizen. Regardless, Sparror initiated a hasty blazing dash with his feet rocketing the untamed furnace beneath them, vanishing his presence in less than a second.

The towering crimson wave dusted away without leaving any traces except Granlork who rested his numbed body on the ground, spreading concrete lines beneath his spines. A dimming presence of a surging lightning bolt broke free from the course of The Hunter's veins, sluggishly tapping the ground below with his stammering fingers.

'If you don't keep any of your heroic spirits, you could finish me here,' Granlork admitted blissfully through his mind, 'It's the reason why the hunt is getting more exciting and thrilling.'

'I really couldn't wait to see his heroic action lead to his own death by my hands,' Granlork added, charging more dimming electrical strings to wrap his entire limbs and heavily rotating his glance at the window view of the train, 'Other than he endured a country size bomb, but it's also another special surprise for him.

Inside the hectic train, the crowd of citizens retreated away from the object spreading wild lightning bolts on the circle, carving the floor with coal-black burn marks. The object that shrouded the citizens with crumbling fear was none other than the hoverbike discharged unstable radiant bronze sparks throughout its surfaces.

"Oh no we are going to die!!!" A scream from the panic-stricken old man with a blue suit echoed across the inside of the train as he tremblingly moved back and closed his eyes in an agitating demeanor.

"Sparror, please save us all!!" The curly woman pleaded, kneeling on her shivering feet and tightening her preying hands.

In a nick of time, The Flaming Hero respawned directly in front of the torch by dispersing the instant fiery twister. The glimmer of hope expeditiously scattered through most of the frightened citizens as they exhaled a constant sigh of gladness and even slightly opened their half-enthusiastic jaws.

"Finally you are here, Sparror, finally!!" A long black young man sluggishly crawling backward at the floor cried out.

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