The Madness of the Master

heir ears, causing their hearts to skip a beat. The psychotic grin on his face only grew wider as he took a slow step forward. His eyes—now gleaming with an unnatural hunger—locked onto both brothers with sadistic delight.

The Madness Unfolds

Ren scrambled to his feet, his mind racing. 10% Fusion—it wasn't enough. Tsukihara's movements were too fast, his strikes too precise. Ren had barely had time to recover before the master was upon him again.

The battlefield became a blur. Lightning crackled from Ren's hands, but Tsukihara wThe ground was still trembling from the aftermath of their battle, sweat dripping from Ren and Kael's faces as they caught their breath. Their bodies were sore, aching from the relentless exchange of power. They had given it their all, and though exhausted, there was a sense of pride in their eyes. The battle had been a test—a trial they had passed together.

But as they knelt there, recovering, Tsukihara, their master, stood before them, arms folded, a mischievous grin playing at the corner of his lips. His usual calm, composed demeanor was now replaced with something darker, something that made the air itself grow heavy.

Kael, still panting, let out a small laugh, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "That was one hell of a fight, Master," he said, though his voice wavered with the hint of exhaustion.

Ren, equally spent, nodded in agreement. "I thought we were done for the day."

But Tsukihara's grin widened—a maddening grin, one that sent an icy chill down Ren and Kael's spines. The world around them seemed to freeze for a moment as the air became thick with tension.

"Done?" Tsukihara's voice was almost a whisper, but it held an edge to it—one that made both brothers' blood run cold. "You think this was it?"

Ren and Kael exchanged a brief look, confusion quickly giving way to dread.

Tsukihara's eyes—those once gentle eyes—now gleamed with a psychotic intensity. His aura flared up around him, dark energy swirling like a hurricane, crackling with insane power. The familiar warmth he had once exuded was gone, replaced with something far more terrifying—something that made the very earth tremble.

Suddenly, Tsukihara attacked.

The Unleashing of Madness

Before either brother could react, Tsukihara moved, faster than they could even comprehend. In the blink of an eye, his fist was already hurtling toward Ren's chest. The force of the blow sent a shockwave through the air, and Ren barely managed to raise his arms in defence.

No time to think!

Ren's arms locked in place as electricity surged from his body, wrapping around his limbs like chains of lightning. He tried to summon Ignis' energy, but before he could even channel it, Tsukihara's fist slammed into his stomach, the impact like a thunderclap, sending him sprawling backward.

"Ren!" Kael shouted in panic, but Tsukihara was already in front of him, his body a blur of movement. Kael barely dodged a swift kick to the chest, the force of which pushed him back a few steps, his heart pounding in his chest.

Tsukihara laughed, the sound more like cackling of a madman. Dodging with inhuman precision, moving as though he had seen their every move before they made it.

"Is this all you have?" Tsukihara taunted, his voice dripping with mockery.

Ren's eyes flashed with fury. He couldn't let this be the end. He couldn't let Kael be torn apart by this madness.

He focused, gathering the last of his strength as he summoned Ignis' power once again. Electricity surged from his body, transforming his fists into blazing weapons of pure lightning. Ren swung with all his might, a massive bolt of thunder crashing toward Tsukihara. The blast illuminated the entire arena, shaking the heavens themselves.

But Tsukihara didn't even flinch. He disappeared. 

Kael saw the blur of Tsukihara's movement, and before Ren could react, the master appeared behind him. With a single, swift motion, Tsukihara's hand clamped down on Ren's shoulder, forcing him to the ground, the power of the strike sending a shockwave that made the earth crack beneath them.

Ren gasped, struggling to breathe, but the crushing weight of Tsukihara's hand held him in place. Lightning sizzled around his body as he tried to push back, but it was useless. Tsukihara's grip was unyielding.

"Pathetic," Tsukihara sneered, leaning closer, his breath cold against Ren's ear. "Is this the extent of your power?"

Kael's Desperation

Kael, watching his twin brother struggle, felt a surge of fear—real fear—a fear like never before. This wasn't just a fight. This wasn't just training. Tsukihara wasn't holding back anymore. He was trying to break them.

In a desperate move, Kael summoned his full power, the shadow energy inside him surging. He threw himself at Tsukihara, his body cloaked in darkness as he tried to land a blow. His hands extended outward, shadowy tendrils forming into blades of pure darkness, aiming for Tsukihara's chest.

But Tsukihara's hand shot out faster than Kael could react. He grabbed Kael by the throat, lifting him into the air with ease. The dark tendrils evaporated into nothingness, swallowed by Tsukihara's sheer presence.

"Do you really think you're ready?" Tsukihara growled, his grip tightening. Kael's vision blurred as the pressure on his throat increased, but there was no time for fear—he wouldn't let himself break here.

Kael's eyes glowed brighter, a mix of red and white, and with all the strength he could muster, he drove his knee into Tsukihara's ribs. The blow landed with a sickening crunch, and Tsukihara stumbled back, loosening his grip. Kael fell to the ground, gasping for air, but the brief moment of relief gave him the clarity he needed.

The Final Struggle

Ren, still pinned to the ground, felt his heart pound in his chest. His vision swam, and the pain was unbearable, but the surge of power from Ignis' energy kept him from fading into darkness. Kael was fighting back, and Ren had to do the same.

With a primal roar, Ren stood, the air crackling with energy around him as he forced himself into his 10% Fusion form again. His body burned with electric energy, and the lightning surged from him, forming into massive arcs of power that lit up the entire field. The mask on his face crackled with energy, revealing his eyes—now glowing with a blinding crimson light.

"I won't stop!" Ren screamed, pushing every ounce of power into his limbs.

Tsukihara saw the fury in his eyes, and for the first time, something shifted. The sadistic grin faltered, his eyes widening for a brief moment as he realized they weren't backing down. Ren's power surged.

Lightning shot out from Ren's body in all directions. The ground beneath them trembled, cracks forming where his energy collided with the earth.

"Let's see if you can control it this time," Tsukihara said with a grin that bordered on excitement. He leapt forward, meeting Ren's energy head-on.

The Battle Reaches Its Peak

The clash between Tsukihara and the two brothers was like nothing they had ever experienced. The air hummed with power, every strike, every move, causing shockwaves that split the ground and bent the air. Tsukihara's movements were fluid, graceful, like a predator in its prime, while Ren and Kael fought with a desperation that came from the deepest part of their souls. The battle was no longer a test. This was survival.

Ren and Kael fought together, their movements mirroring each other as they attacked, dodged, and countered, their power growing in synchronicity with each passing moment. Tsukihara, though far more experienced, couldn't help but respect the resilience they showed.

For the first time in a long while, Tsukihara truly felt the thrill of a fight.