There is no escape

Same: I have two questions for you, Macro.

Macro: Speak quickly. Our time is running out; we're about to reach Kurutonyum.

Same: First question—why did you choose to become a hero?

Second—You know the way to reach your full power, so why haven't you pursued it or even wanted to?

Macro: First of all, I've only recently discovered the path to my maximum power.

And I *am* working on it. I could swear you have no idea what the Twelve Gardens truly mean!

Also, my home planet was destroyed by Garona. I intend to make him pay for it dearly.

Same: Do you have any way to counter his surprise attacks?

Or has he ever faced an enemy who truly pushed him to his limits?

Mike: So far, only one person has ever come close to pushing him to his breaking point. But even then, he relied on the same relentless attacks as always.

Macro: Beating me is nearly impossible for him. If I activate *White Blossom* or *Golden Coil*—breaking through his soul pressure—I can defeat him again. For now, you should focus on your own strength. Aim to become the ruler of the Eight Worlds.

Wan: Same, have we told you about the Lunar Stone?

Same: No. Will it grant me power?

Wan: Yes, a tremendous amount.

Same: Then why don't you all use it?

Mike: The Lunar Stone only works on those like you—those who walk the Path of Mystery and possess Amones blood. We must bind it to you, and then you must dissolve it within yourself.

That way, its power will fuse with your essence.

Wan: In short, this will be a form of training for you.

Same: Yes, but a training session backed by immense power.

Macro: Enough talk. We've arrived at Kurutonyum!

Same: What if someone comes here while you're all fighting?

Macro: Don't worry. No one will make it here. We've secured the area.

Wan: Still, focus on uncovering your strength. If even one of them slips past us, remember—you are special.

Mike: Most importantly, they are at least as strong as you at your *current* level. So stay away from the battlefield and contact us through this communicator.

Mike hands Same a communicator before heading into battle. But just as Wan is about to leave, Same stops her.

Same: Wan, why did you say I was the strongest member of the clan *if* we counted my Fire Goddess power?

Wan: I'll explain it in detail later.

Same: Alright, I'm sorry for delaying you.

Suddenly, Macro's voice comes through the communicator.

Macro: Wan, hurry! The situation has changed. There are members of the Yan family here... and Zabu is among them.

Wan freezes for a moment before sprinting toward the battlefield. She speaks into her communicator.

Wan: Same, our enemies are *extremely* powerful. If you can use even a fraction of your strength, come to us.

Same, taken aback, begins his training immediately. He first attempts meditation, but it proves useless. Frustrated, he cycles through various stances and positions. Then he activates his communicator.

Same: I don't know where to start. Give me some guidance!

Macro: Air is crucial here. Imagine yourself as the wind and drift through your thoughts.

Wan: No, lie down quickly and empty your mind. Whatever you feel, whatever you think—focus on *that*. Your movements will be far more effective that way.

Meanwhile, Mike stands face to face with Zabu.

Mike: It's been a long time, Zabu. Still not a true Amones?

He glances at the flames with a knowing look.

Zabu: The last time I saw you, if it weren't for Garona, I would have torn you to pieces. I thought I had killed you all.

His mind drifts back to that day.

Exactly one hundred years ago—

Wan: Hey, who's that? I thought we had eliminated everyone here.

Mike stiffens, a shiver running down his spine.

Mike: We need to leave. *Now.* I recognize those eyes... and that galaxy-like body.

Macro: There's someone on the ground.

Macro approaches cautiously, and the figure speaks.

Zabu: Who the hell are you, trash bags? You have ten seconds to leave, or I'll crush you.

Macro lunges at Zabu.

Macro: (*Celestial Fire!*)

Zabu smirks.

Zabu: Impressive. You can summon meteor showers. Bold move... but you're weak.

Wan's eyes narrow in fury.

Wan: Whoever you are, this place will be your grave, fool.

Just then, Macro notices something on the ground and freezes. He speaks calmly but firmly.

Macro: Wan, look at the one lying there. Our opponent is not an ordinary person. We need to get out of here.

Wan glances at the fallen figure and turns to Mike.

Wan: Mike, do you know who this is?

Mike's face darkens.

Mike: He's an Amones of the Yan family. And not just any Amones—the strongest among them. I *told* you we couldn't fight him. He's as powerful as Anto!

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