A sly smirk curved Koha’s lips. “So eager to trap me… let’s see how your spells fare against speed and precision.”
In a blur of motion, Koha teleported into the very center of the mages’ magical circle, the runes beneath him flickering violently. With a single touch of his hand, the massive circle disintegrated, sparks flying as residual arcane energy dissolved into the air.
Draven, the lightning archer, snarled and lunged, fist extended, smashing toward Koha’s face. But Koha’s body twisted midair, dodging with feline grace. The impact shattered a nearby tree, sending splinters flying.
“Hah! You’ll have to do better than that!” Koha taunted, his voice icy and calm, carrying a dangerous undertone that made the remaining enemies pause for a heartbeat.
Draven recovered instantly, summoning a bow crackling with electricity. “You can dodge, but can you withstand this?”
雷鳴穿撃 (Raimei Sengyaku – Thunder Piercing Strike)
Romaji: Raimei Sengyaku!
English: “Piercing Strike of Thunder!”
Lightning arced toward Koha, but he sidestepped, leaving a trail of shimmering water from the nearby ocean swirling around his feet. Without missing a beat, Koha drew his dual elemental blades, their edges glinting with residual ocean light.
The two clashed in a flurry of strikes: swords met fists, blades deflected lightning, and every impact sent blood, sparks, and shattered wood flying. Draven grunted as a precise slash opened a shallow cut along his shoulder, spraying crimson across the sand.
Meanwhile, the three remaining mages—Azura, Ignis, and Zephyr—reformed their magical circle, chanting furiously, their voices echoing like a chorus of fury:
Azura’s staff glowed bright blue:
魔力連鎖陣 (Maryoku Rensa-jin – Mana Chain Formation)
Romaji: Maryoku Rensa-jin!
English: “Chain of Mana!”
Ignis slammed his gauntlets, molten fire coiling around his arms:
熔岩拳連撃 (Yōgan Ken Rengeki – Magma Fist Barrage)
Romaji: Yōgan Ken Rengeki!
English: “Raging Barrage of Magma Fists!”
Zephyr spun wildly, chaotic elements tearing at the air:
元素狂嵐陣 (Genso Kyōran-jin – Elemental Maelstrom Formation)
The circle flared with destructive energy, yet Koha’s focus never wavered. He moved fluidly, his blades tracing arcs that deflected spells, slicing through residual arcane energy like it was mere mist.
With a sudden leap, Koha closed the distance to Azura, blades whirling. He spun, slicing through the protective wards, and delivered a shattering elbow strike imbued with water and wind:
水風破砕肘 (Suifū Hasai Hiji – Water-Wind Shattering Elbow)
Azura staggered, his robes torn, a scream of pain echoing across the battlefield. Ignis and Zephyr hesitated, giving Koha just enough opening to redirect his focus.
Draven lunged again, but Koha twisted under the strike, spinning into a martial arts flurry. Each move—punch, kick, slash—drained their energy, leaving marks of crimson on their arms, shoulders, and legs. Draven’s cheek was splashed with Koha’s blood and seawater, his teeth gritting in disbelief.
“You… you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Draven spat, anger and fear intertwining.
Koha’s lips curled into a cold, dangerous smile. “Every strike, every dodge… it’s the thrill of survival.”
With a subtle chant, Koha lifted a torrent of ocean water, forming a shimmering dome beneath him. The water pulsed with magic, absorbing incoming elemental blasts while amplifying Koha’s movements.
水魔結界 (Suima Kekkai – Water Magic Barrier)
Blasts of lightning and fire sizzled harmlessly against the watery dome, yet Koha’s attacks sliced through solid earth and debris, leaving a path of destruction and blood.
The one-on-one duel escalated: Draven swung with electrified arrows, Koha countered with fluid, brutal strikes, weaving swords and fists seamlessly. Every contact sprayed blood, every block reverberated with elemental energy.
Behind him, the three mages struggled to maintain their magical circle, chanting desperately. Their voices cracked, fear seeping through:
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Zephyr: “The world itself bends to him…”
Koha’s focus remained absolute. He laughed low, maniacal, a sound that cut through the roar of waves and clash of metal. “You give everything… and I remain.”
The ocean surged higher, elemental energy spiraled outward, and the battle was far from over.
The roar of ocean waves still echoed in the shattered forest, but far away from the battlefield, a tense silence filled Koha’s dormitory and library. Rio, Huo, Yin, and Sky moved quietly, their faces taut with worry and concentration. They had to find something—any clue—to halt Koha’s unstoppable surge of power.
Huo’s armored boots creaked softly as he stepped over scattered books and tomes. “If he’s tapping into elemental and forbidden magics, there has to be a record somewhere… something that explains his limits,” he muttered, scanning shelves lined with ancient grimoires.
Yin’s fingers traced faint magical glyphs on the edge of a table. “He’s thorough… he leaves almost nothing behind. But sometimes the smallest hint reveals everything.” His calm tone belied the tension in his posture, as a faint shimmer of water ran along the floor—an unconscious manifestation of his magic.
Sky’s hands hovered over open scrolls, the enchantments reacting faintly to his presence. “There! This one mentions the dual-eye circulation of arcane power… he might be drawing from both light and void simultaneously.”
Rio’s amber eyes narrowed as he scanned a heavy tome on ritualized suppression of magic. “So it’s not just brute force. We need a combination of strategy and precise counterspells… or we risk waking something worse in him.”
The four shared a glance, realizing the depth of the situation: Koha was no longer simply a student or ally—they were facing an almost godlike entity, fueled by rage, martial mastery, and forbidden magics.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, the three mages—Azura, Ignis, and Zephyr—had recovered their composure. Their eyes no longer wept blood, their mana fully restored. Exhausted but resolute, they began to chant in unison, raising their staffs and hands to maintain a new, massive magical circle.
Azura’s staff glimmered with icy blue mana:
氷魔結界 (Hyōma Kekkai – Ice Magic Barrier)
Romaji: Hyōma Kekkai!
English: “Barrier of Icy Mana!”
Ignis’s fists ignited with molten magma:
熔岩連撃陣 (Yōgan Rengeki-jin – Magma Assault Formation)
Zephyr spun, unleashing chaotic elemental energy:
混沌元素陣 (Konton Genso-jin – Chaotic Element Formation)
The circle pulsed violently, magical energy radiating outward, threatening to crush the surrounding terrain. But Koha, calm and focused, observed silently, analyzing every rune, every line of power, a faint maniacal smile curling on his lips.
Back at Koha’s quarters, Rio’s fist slammed lightly against the wooden table. “We need more than just reading—maybe something in his personal notes. Anything that shows how he channels forbidden magic with martial techniques.”
Huo’s voice rumbled low. “If we miscalculate, we could make him more dangerous. He’s… not just angry. He’s in total control, yet also feeding on chaos. We need precision.”
Yin leaned closer to a set of scrolls covered in water-resistant ink. “I see traces of elemental convergence… he might use even residual water or blood to amplify his power. That’s why he’s unkillable when injured.”
Sky’s hand brushed over a faint magical imprint on the floor. “He’s leaving a pattern… like a backup plan. He can survive anything and still keep fighting. We might only get one shot at stopping him.”
The forest and ocean cliffs trembled under the lingering chaos of battle. Smoke and scorched earth trailed behind Koha’s every step as he advanced, body bloodied but eyes blazing with cold determination. Far above, the professors hovered in a perfect circle, each of them levitating several meters in the air. Their wands glowed with suppressive energy, intricate glyphs spinning around the tips, attempting to dampen Koha’s immense powers.
Koha’s gaze hardened. “So… this is their plan.” His voice was low, icy, and deadly calm. Suppress me with your magic? You’ve underestimated me.
From the ground, Draven and the remaining mages—Azura, Ignis, and Zephyr—moved to block his path. Draven’s bow crackled with energy as he shot a volley of lightning-infused arrows.
雷撃貫 (Raigeki Kan – Thunder Piercer)
Ignis slammed his molten fists together, chanting:
火岩連撃 (Kagan Rengeki – Fire & Rock Barrage)
Azura spun her staff, casting:
魔力結界 (Maryoku Kekkai – Arcane Barrier)
Zephyr twirled, spinning a chaotic maelstrom:
混沌竜巻陣 (Konton Tatsumaki-jin – Chaotic Tornado Formation)
Koha’s lips curved into a faint, dangerous smirk. “You think this will hold me?” His violet eyes flickered—left dark, right white, runes circling in both pupils. Every syllable of his whispered spell made the air shimmer:
虚無浄化 (Kyomu Jōka – Purification of Void)
A wave of void energy burst from him, shattering the ground beneath the mages and forcing their spells to falter. Draven yelped as a crackling tendril of energy grazed him, staggering him backward. Ignis roared, recalibrating his magma fists, but Koha twisted mid-air, redirecting wind and lightning in a counterstrike that sent Zephyr tumbling.
Koha advanced, each step fluid, brutal, combining martial precision with elemental surges. His sword slashed through fire and water, cutting arcs that sent shards of ice and molten rock scattering.
The professors’ circle above attempted to maintain cohesion, their chants intertwining to amplify the suppressive field:
封魔陣 (Fūma-jin – Seal of Magic)
力制御結界 (Chikara Seigyo Kekkai – Power Control Barrier)
精霊封鎖陣 (Seirei Fūsa-jin – Spirit Containment Circle)
But every time the mages cast, Koha dodged, weaved, and countered, his bloodied form a blur of violent grace. He laughed—a deep, maniacal sound that carried across the battlefield. “You all thought you could stop me… I am the storm! I am the fire! I am the ocean!”
Draven lunged again, fists sparking with lightning. “This ends now!” But Koha parried, sword against spear of energy, and in a fluid motion, sent Draven skidding across the ground, leaving scorch marks where he landed.
Azura, Ignis, and Zephyr formed another triangle, chanting furiously to reinforce their magical circle, but Koha’s focus never wavered. He stepped into the heart of their formation, fingers tracing the air as he disrupted every glyph, every spell, with precision and brutal efficiency.
The professors above clenched their teeth, hands trembling as the aura of Koha’s power began to press against the limits of their spells. Yet Koha did not pause. Every slash of his sword, every burst of elemental energy, every twist and strike combined martial art and raw magic into a devastating spectacle, leaving the remaining enemies reeling.
Even as the circle of professors pulsed with immense suppressive energy, Koha’s aura expanded, a mixture of fire, water, wind, lightning, and void, intertwining in a divine display of sheer destructive force. He moved like a storm incarnate, unstoppable, untouchable, enjoying the chaos with a cold, almost evil amusement.
Above, the professors could only watch, hearts pounding, realizing that no binding, no suppressive circle, no coordinated spell could halt the unstoppable tide that was Koha.
Koha’s bloodied form stood at the heart of the shattered magical circle. His chest rose and fell rapidly, eyes glowing with that terrifying duality—left pupil dark as a void, right pupil blinding white, both circling with sigils of power. The remaining mages—Azura, Ignis, and Zephyr—gaped, realizing they were facing not just a wounded opponent, but a being teetering on the edge of godhood.
A smile curled across Koha’s lips, cold and chilling. He raised both arms wide, fingers splayed as though he were embracing the sky itself. The air around him seemed to bend and warp, reacting to his will. Whispering in a voice that carried authority and menace, he invoked a lost, forbidden spell, one long erased from the annals of history.
絶対魔壊 (Zettai Makkai – Absolute Magic Destruction)
The words rolled off his tongue like a curse. The ground trembled violently. Waves of dark energy shot outward, tearing through the forest and rippling across the ocean cliffs. The remaining mages cried out, desperately chanting defensive spells, but the sheer power of Koha’s forbidden magic twisted their barriers, shattering them into fragments of light and shadow.
虚空裂破 (Kokū Reppa – Void Rending)
Azura screamed as her arcane shield was ripped apart, leaving her staggered and off-balance. Ignis roared, slamming his fists into the earth, molten lava spewing from his palms, but even his magma blasts were absorbed and redirected by the swirling maelstrom of Koha’s power. Zephyr spun wildly, attempting to create a chaotic storm, yet each elemental gust hit invisible barriers conjured by Koha’s forbidden incantations.
Koha’s laughter rang out, maniacal, unrestrained, echoing across the battlefield. “Do you feel it? The futility? The terror? This is only the beginning!”
With a swift motion, he stamped his foot, and the earth beneath the enemies ruptured, spewing spikes of stone and molten magma, tearing into their legs and sending them sprawling. Koha’s arms moved like dancers in a deadly ritual, tracing intricate glyphs in the air as he chanted more forbidden incantations:
永劫の裁き (Eikō no Sabaki – Judgment of Eternity)
A shockwave of energy burst outward, tearing through trees and throwing splintered debris toward the mages. Azura cried in frustration, raising her staff to protect herself:
魔力結界 (Maryoku Kekkai – Arcane Barrier)
But the barrier buckled, melting under the force of Koha’s unleashed ultimate surge.
Koha’s smile widened, and his body seemed to absorb the raw elemental energy of the forest, the ocean, and the sky. Water from the ocean whipped upward, circling him as a magical conduit, while fire from Ignis’ attack intertwined with the wind, forming a spiraling tempest of destruction. Every strike, every spell, every movement was augmented by Koha’s maniacal focus.
He lunged forward, closing the distance with terrifying speed, and struck the first mage squarely with his bloodied sword: a brutal combination of martial precision and elemental fury. Sparks flew, limbs buckled, and blood sprayed across the shattered forest floor. Azura screamed, staggering back, only to be met by a second strike of Koha’s magic-imbued blade.
氷結の矢 (Hyōketsu no Ya – Ice Arrow)
The icy projectile shot from Koha’s fingertips, piercing the air and striking Zephyr mid-spin. The chaotic mage howled as shards of ice pierced his armor, the ground around him freezing into jagged crystal. Ignis tried to retaliate, slamming molten fists downward, but Koha sidestepped and countered with a torrent of wind-infused slashes, tearing the lava streams into harmless sparks.
All the while, Koha’s laughter echoed—wild, unhinged, and infused with a cold, dangerous energy that made even the remaining mages hesitate. “You will see. You will all see… why I am beyond your reckoning!”
His forbidden spells didn’t stop at elemental destruction. With a swift, twisting motion, he summoned a blood-fueled sigil beneath his feet, each rune glowing dark crimson:
血の契約陣 (Chi no Keiyaku-jin – Blood Covenant Circle)
The circle flared, amplifying his attacks. Every drop of blood spilled from his wounds transformed into lethal energy, striking the remaining mages with relentless precision, cutting through their spells, shields, and defenses.
Koha’s eyes scanned the battlefield, a predator’s gaze resting on every twitch, every tremor, every falter. The forest trembled. Waves from the ocean crashed against the cliffs, as if answering his command. The sky darkened, clouds swirling into a vortex above. His very presence warped reality, bending elements and twisting energies into a deadly dance of chaos and destruction.
The three mages struggled, desperately chanting, but Koha’s maniacal control of space, elements, and forbidden magic made every spell they cast a futile gesture.
And yet, even amidst the carnage, Koha moved with a strange elegance, a terrifying grace. Blood dripping from his forehead, arms, and torso, his dual-colored eyes glimmering with ancient power, he laughed again, the sound maniacal, triumphant, and undeniably godlike.
“This… is the end for you… or perhaps… the beginning of something far worse.”
“Don’t even think about getting closer to the professors!” Draven snarled, releasing the shot.
The arrow split the air, lightning screeching through the forest, but Koha merely tilted his head, a smirk pulling across his blood-stained lips. His left hand brushed the space in front of him, and with a whisper that sounded more like a growl than a chant, a dark crimson circle bloomed.
血呪障壁 (Ketsuju Shōheki – Blood Curse Barrier)
The arrow shattered on impact, exploding into sparks that fizzled out like dying stars. Koha didn’t even flinch.
Behind Draven, the three mages — Azura, Ignis, and Zephyr — were already forming a massive circle of their own. Their arms were raised, mana veins bulging against their skin as sweat poured down their faces. Azura’s voice trembled, but she forced the chant through gritted teeth.
“Pour everything in! If we fail, we die here!”
The circle flared, brighter than the moon, as mana spiraled around them.
Koha’s eyes narrowed at the sight, his smirk curling into something darker. He stepped forward, ignoring the blood dripping from his mouth, and licked it from his lips like a beast.
“You think your little trick will stop me?” His voice was low, cold, echoing like steel scraping bone. “Let’s see how long your circle lasts when I break it apart myself.”
Draven appeared again, sword in one hand, electricity crackling across his body. He swung down at Koha’s skull with the fury of a man desperate to end a nightmare.
CLANG!
Koha blocked the blow with his bare arm, skin splitting, blood spraying across his face — but his eyes never blinked. His voice dropped into a maniacal laugh, sharp and jagged, a sound that made even the professors circling above falter in their chants.
“More… MORE!”
With a sudden snap of his neck forward, Koha bashed his forehead into Draven’s, splitting skin and bone. Blood sprayed from both as Draven staggered back, groaning.
But Koha didn’t let him breathe.
He lunged, grabbing Draven’s jaw with one hand and slamming him to the dirt. His other hand raised into the air, a circle of black flame swirling.
黒炎業火 (Kokuen Gōka – Black Flame Inferno)
A torrent of searing darkness erupted, engulfing Draven’s arm as he screamed, thrashing violently. The scent of charred flesh rose into the air, thick and suffocating.
From above, the professors shouted in unison. Their wands pulsed, releasing beams of pure light downward in an attempt to restrain Koha.
封印結界 (Fūin Kekkai – Sealing Barrier)
The beams wrapped around his body like chains, tightening with every second, burning his skin where they touched.
Koha stopped, tilting his head upward slowly, his bloody grin widening. He raised both arms outward, letting the beams bind deeper into his flesh until blood oozed around the restraints.
And then, in a guttural roar, he chanted:
絶対魔壊 (Zettai Makkai – Absolute Magic Destruction)
The entire forest shook. The professors’ barrier cracked like glass and shattered into a million shards of light. Their eyes widened in horror, many stumbling backward midair as their wands trembled violently in their hands.
“Impossible…” one of them whispered. “Even the Sealing Barrier…”
Koha lowered his arms slowly, crimson dripping from his body, his voice dropping into something inhuman.
“Don’t bind me. Don’t try to control me. You placed me here… to fight. And now you dare tell me to stop?”
The air turned suffocating. His laughter echoed like a curse through the forest, sending chills through both enemies and allies alike.
The three mages pushed harder on their circle, veins bursting along their temples. “Hurry… hurry… before he—”
But Koha was already gone from Draven’s hold.
He reappeared inside their circle, standing in the center like a phantom. His bloodied hand pressed to the glowing sigils carved into the earth. His smile split wide.
“Mine now.”
The circle shattered instantly as the three mages were thrown back, coughing blood as their spell collapsed around them. Koha spread his arms wide, crimson aura swirling violently, a storm of blood and shadow bending the world around him.
The ground was a wasteland of blood and shattered stone. Smoke coiled upward from cracks in the earth, the once-lush arena now reduced to a battlefield of ruin.
Koha stood in the center, body drenched in blood, crimson dripping down his forehead and over his lips. His chest rose and fell with unsteady rhythm, but his eyes — those dark, unblinking eyes — glowed with mania.
The three mages — Azura, Ignis, Zephyr — were sprawled on the ground, coughing blood after their circle had been shattered. Draven staggered to his feet, clutching his scorched arm, his jaw clenched in defiance despite the agony.
“Koha…” Draven rasped, his voice shaking with rage. “You’re a monster. You’ve already lost your humanity.”
Koha tilted his head slowly, his grin spreading wide, his voice a mocking purr.
“Humanity?” He spat blood onto the ground, laughing. “What use is humanity in a place like this? You brought me here to fight, so I’ll fight until nothing’s left but ashes.”
He lunged forward in a blur. Before Draven could react, Koha’s fist slammed into his gut with bone-cracking force. Draven’s eyes bulged, blood spewing from his mouth as he was hurled across the battlefield, crashing into the broken remnants of stone pillars.
The professors above, their robes torn and faces pale with fear, raised their wands again. They began another circle — this one glowing with silver light, each syllable of their chant drawn out like a desperate prayer.
拘束永縛 (Kōsoku Eiba – Eternal Binding Chains)
From the heavens, chains of radiant light spiraled downward, spearing into the ground around Koha. They snapped around his wrists, ankles, and neck with brutal force, yanking him to his knees.
Koha’s head hung low, his hair covering his face, blood dripping freely into the dirt. For a moment, the professors allowed themselves to believe they had succeeded.
Then came the laugh.
Low at first, muffled. Then louder. Broken. Unhinged. A sound that made even the bravest hearts sink.
“He’s… laughing?” one professor whispered, their voice trembling.
Koha raised his head slowly, blood-soaked teeth flashing as his smile widened unnaturally.
“You dare chain me?” His voice was jagged, like glass tearing flesh. “You dare to bind me?”
His body convulsed, veins pulsing with black energy as the chains groaned, straining against the sheer pressure of his aura. He let his tongue drag across his bloodied lips and roared:
血獄解放 (Chigoku Kaihō – Blood Prison Unleashed)
The chains snapped one by one, shattering like brittle glass. A wave of blood-soaked energy burst outward, throwing the professors backward in midair. They screamed as the force split skin and drew blood from their mouths and eyes.
Azura tried to rise, clutching her chest, her voice raw as she shouted, “He’s… unstoppable! We can’t—”
Koha appeared before her in an instant. His hand gripped her jaw, tilting her face upward. His smile was cruel, his tone playful.
“Shh…” he whispered, pressing a finger to her lips. “No more words.”
Then he slammed her head into the ground with sickening force, the earth cracking beneath her skull. Her body convulsed, blood trickling from her mouth and ears.
Ignis and Zephyr screamed, rushing forward, spells already on their lips.
雷槍轟破 (Raisō Gōha – Thunder Spear Annihilation)!45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxoouYYra8l
氷牙連撃 (Hyōga Rengeki – Frost Fang Barrage)!
Bolts of lightning and shards of ice tore through the air toward Koha. But he only laughed, dragging Azura’s limp body into the line of fire.
The spells slammed into her chest, her scream choking as her body writhed. Koha released her just as her charred, frozen form collapsed to the ground.
“You did that,” Koha sneered, pointing at the horrified mages. “Not me.”
Zephyr’s voice broke into a furious roar. “MONSTER!”
Koha licked the blood off his fingers and smirked. “No. I’m the storm you unleashed.”
Draven staggered back into the fight, sword in hand despite his ruined arm. His eyes burned with rage. “You’ll pay for this, Koha!”
Koha spread his arms wide, blood dripping from every inch of his broken flesh, his laughter shaking the battlefield.
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