Neon Purple

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Mr Leo had been completely destroyed by Falkore.

He had a nine foot long metal pipe stabbed through his abdomen, while is right arm was bent into a weird angle at the shoulder joint.

Trails of dried blood could be seen stretching from Mr Leo's mouth down to his chin. His blood shot right eye coupled with the multiple bruises on his face told how much he had lost to Falkore.

"Just end it." Mr Leo said weakly as he looked into the maniacal eyes of Falkore who had a smile plastered on his face.

"Hah!" Falkore led out a grunt with a tinge of mockery.

"Fortunately, you won't die today." He added which greatly confused Mr Leo.

"Wh-why won't you kill me?" Mr Leo couldn't help but ask.

"You were suitable entertainment.

Unfortunately, you were not strong enough to defeat me that is why I am giving you a second chance at life.

I give you one year to get as strong as possible before I come back for a rematch. Hopefully you would prove to be a much more suitable source of entertainment." Falkore concluded, before deactivating the black energy revolving around him.

*Thud!!*

Mr Leo fell face down to the ground as he lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss.

"See you in one year Leo." Falkore said before heading towards location of the secret underground bunker.

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.........Forty minutes earlier.......

In a five storey building filled with multiple office like rooms, a lady dressed in suit darted speedily from one end to another with an electronic pad in her hand.

*Swoosh!*

A white streak could be seen moving at an incredible rate as it blew away papers from table tops and notice boards.

The moving white streak continued until it stopped in front of  an off-white coloured door.

Adjusting herself, the lady knocked on the door.

*Knock!-knock!*

She tapped on the door.

"Come in." A masculine voice from the other end responded.

Pushing the door open, a gray haired man in  military uniform could be seen siting on a black office chair while he attended to the humongous pile of papers stacked on his table.

"I have just received another report sir." The lady said.

"More bad news I guess." The old man sighed.

"I am afraid so." She replied.

"Go on." The old man waved.

"Arachis is also under attack." She said.

"Why the hell is this happening today? It's like they decided to hit almost every academy simultaneously." He wailed.

"How soon can we send reinforcements?" He asked.

"In about an hour."

"Can't we do it any sooner?"

" I'm afraid that's the best we can do is fifty five minutes at most." She answered.

"Go on, send the reinforcements." He concluded before indulging in the stacks of paper placed on his table.

"Yes sir." She said before walking out of the office.

- - -

........... Present...........

The Academy's forces had been completely trampled on by Nefertiti and her forces.

The fall of Mr Winston, Miss Anna and Mr Leo delivered a heavy blow to their military might even though they were unaware of the death of Mr Winston, as the only ones putting up the last line of defense was Mr Azar(The armourer), Mr Ford and a few other exhausted soldiers.

*Tchaa!*

*Tchaa!*

*Tchaa!*

The sound of steel slicing nthrough skin reverberated through the battle field as multiple human heads were hurled into the air.

"I guess old man fang has arrived." Nefertiti chuckled.

The sight of heads tossed in the sky, along with the strapped head of Mr Winston instantly killed the morale of the already exhausted soldiers.

With immediate effect, they tossed their weapons to the ground while those without weapons raised both hands into the air signifying their submission.

"What about you two?" Nefertiti pointed at Mr Azar and Ford who remained unwilling to yield.

"I kneel to know one." Mr Azar said as he stepped forward.

"If you don't kneel in life, you will kneel in death!" Fang said as he also stepped forward unstrapping his second katana.

"It's all up to you Ford." Mr Azar patted him on the shoulder as he stepped forward.

"Go into the bunker now." Mr Azar said in a commanding tone.

"No sir! We can fight together." Mr Ford replied without backing down.

"It is not a request!" Mr Azar said as he took of his eye patch revealing a neon purple coloured eye oozing a purple energy.

"You should listen to him Ford." A familiar voice with a hint of mockery called everyone's attention.

"Grater!!!" Mr Azar clenched his hands, his nails digging into his palm immediately he caught sight of him.

"You traitor!" Mr Ford roared.

"Yari yari yari!!" Mr Grater mimicked Mr Ford with his hands.

"Hey cyclops!" Another voice drew everyone's attention as Falkore stepped forward.

"It took you long enough." Nefertiti spoke up with a giggle.

"I found a suitable source of entertainment, I had to enjoy it." Falkore said as he freakishly licked his lips.

*Boom!!*

Mr Azar's purple aura exploded as it pushed the air away from him in a radial manner.

The thick fast moving gush of air blew away Nefertiti's puppets along with the soldiers who had surrendered.

The aura kept expanding till the entire academy was covered in the purple turbulent light.

"Get into the bunker now!" Mr Azar ordered.  This time, Mr Ford did not hesitate to run as fast as his legs could carry him.

'That guy is a demon!' Mr Ford said to himself, as he felt the world toppling power Mr Azar emitted.

"What monstrosity!" Fang muttered as he stabbed his katanas in the ground to avoid getting blown away.

[ Force Genesis: 1st step; Gravity!]