Koha stood at the epicenter, his chest torn open by deep wounds, chains of fire still smoking where they had pierced him. Blood poured freely down his ribs, spattering into the dirt — but his posture was unshaken. He raised one blood-drenched hand and licked his knuckles with slow, deliberate hunger.
Around him, Ignis, Thorne, and Zephyr writhed half-dead, their Trinity Circle destroyed, their lifeforce draining into the dirt. Draven, coughing blood, still clutched his lightning bow, rage barely keeping him upright.
And above — the professors gathered.
There were fewer now. Some had already been torn apart by Koha’s rampages. But those who remained floated in the sky, robes shredded, blood streaking their faces. Their eyes, however, burned with grim resolve.
“There is no other path.”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIgQ4OFOEzF
“If we fail here, the academy dies.”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmFjFhjRZt5
“Let Heaven itself bear witness.”
They spread wide across the skies, forming a great circle spanning the entire arena. Their voices rose in unison, chanting syllables that had not been spoken in centuries.
The very air trembled. Clouds spiraled downward, the sky opening into a whirling vortex of light.
From above, a vast sigil began etching itself into the heavens — runes of gold and silver interwoven with radiant chains that stretched across the sky. The chants shook the marrow of every student watching, each syllable resounding like a divine verdict.
天鎖聖印 (Tensa Seiin – Heavenly Seal).
The light burned so bright it blinded. Holy fire descended in vast arcs, lashing the ground, creating a cage around Koha.
Students gasped, whispering prayers. Even dying warriors raised their heads to witness it.
“...They’re using the Heavenly Seal…”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX9MwVL80TY
“...The spell that hasn’t been cast since the Old Era…”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjgORE5eP6G
“...It could erase him completely!”
Koha tilted his head back, staring at the golden chains unfurling from the heavens. They spiraled around him, piercing into the ground, slowly weaving a divine prison meant to close on his very soul.
And he smiled.
A broken, bleeding smile.
His voice was soft, almost amused:
“So… the Heavens descend.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK0WAij3t6W
At last, you give me something worth devouring.”
The golden chains wrapped tighter, hissing against his flesh, searing his skin. Smoke curled from his arms, his chest. His knees bent under the weight. His body should have been pulverized beneath the Seal’s crushing judgment.
And yet — his eyes glowed brighter.
The professors screamed as they pushed their mana into the circle. Their bodies convulsed midair, blood streaming from their eyes and noses. For each second the Heavenly Seal remained active, another of them cracked — flesh splitting, veins bursting.
“Hold it!”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJxsSOdYMMx
“Do not falter!”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnauVt3FYMc
“His existence must END here!”
The light of the Heavenly Seal bore down harder, threatening to consume Koha’s very essence. The battlefield shook, glowing like the dawn of a false sun.
Koha’s lips twisted into a wide grin, blood dripping down his teeth.
He stretched his arms wide, chains tearing deeper into his flesh, and shouted into the heavens:
“Come then! Seal me!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLAjJV1XsZC
Cage me!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjVvvfiRU9g
Show me your strongest ritual—40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSYppgiG0nA
AND I SHALL TURN IT TO MY HELL!”
The professors chanted louder, their circle spinning faster, light crackling with divine rage.
But Koha — Koha began to bleed deliberately, dragging his nails across his chest, forcing his blood upward into the golden light.
The professors’ eyes widened.
They realized too late — he was feeding his own essence into their ritual.
The Heavenly Seal shuddered. Its golden brilliance flickered, threads of crimson weaving into the perfect pattern.
Koha whispered a single word, his voice carrying across the battlefield like a curse:
逆聖 (Gyaku Sei – Reversal of the Holy).
The seal convulsed, turning inside out.
The holy light warped into a crimson-gold inferno, and the divine chains turned serpentine, lashing backward at the professors themselves.
Screams filled the sky. Weaker professors were torn apart instantly, their bodies scattering into burning fragments. Stronger ones convulsed, vomiting blood as their own ritual consumed them.
The Heavenly Seal — the strongest spell of their order — had become Koha’s weapon.
And at the center of it all, Koha stood, arms spread, his body dripping blood, smiling like a devil beneath the collapsing heavens.
“This is your seal?40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiF8EYK5xNu
Then I return it…40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBAMXkAhkqo
AS MY CURSE!”
The battlefield erupted in light and screams.
The Heavenly Seal roared above, runes blazing gold across the endless night. The professors’ voices rose in desperate unity, chanting the divine scripture that had once banished demons and gods alike.
But below, Koha knelt in the center of a battlefield soaked in blood and shattered stone. His lips curled into a grin as he dragged his fingers across the broken earth, carving symbols that hissed and steamed. Each stroke of his hand drew fresh blood from his flesh, feeding the lines as they pulsed with sickly light.
A circle emerged beneath him — grotesque, jagged, alive.
Koha lifted his head slowly, his voice cutting through the professors’ hymn like a butcher’s knife. At first, it was a whisper. Then a growl. Then a roar.
His chant was no mortal language — it was a tongue older than the academy, older than the world. Every syllable twisted the air, made glass shatter, made bones ache.
“血に契約せし神々よ (Chi ni keiyaku seshi kamigami yo…)”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ23pVqvSS99
O gods who swore pacts in blood…
“闇に堕ちし王の名により (Yami ni ochishi ō no na ni yori…)”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN6MfR22EVA
By the name of the king who fell into darkness…
“天の鎖を地に縛らん (Ten no kusari o chi ni shibararan…)”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBL837lZGvW
The chains of Heaven shall be bound to the earth…
The ground-circle bled harder, lines glowing crimson-black, rivers of gore spilling into the cracks. From those cracks, skeletal hands clawed their way upward, gripping the edges of the circle, as if the dead themselves were listening to his command.
The professors faltered, their hymn breaking. The golden seal above wavered as Koha’s chant grew louder, unstoppable, a hymn of desecration.
Koha spread his arms, head thrown back, his voice exploding into a mad symphony:
“絶天逆印 (Zetsuten Gyakuin)!”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTSBS8QYgWd
Seal of Heaven Reversed!
“血の王命ず (Chi no ō meizu)!”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUHJRfxUrZR
The Blood King commands it!
“天を縛り、神を裂け！(Ten o shibari, kami o sake!)”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9gUmNKAvIV
Bind the heavens, rend the gods!
“逆天血印！(Gyakuten Chi’in!)”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk5uW0WVnHr
Blood Reversal Seal!
The Heavenly Seal above cracked. Runes sputtered. Gold turned black.
Chains of holy light — meant to shackle Koha — twisted and plunged downward instead, tearing into the professors who had forged them. Their screams pierced the night.
One was dragged screaming into the earth, swallowed alive by Koha’s circle.
Another’s chest exploded as a reversed rune seared through him, his corpse raining from the sky like a fallen angel.
The weakest shattered instantly, burned to ash by their own divine light.
The ground-circle spread wider, consuming the battlefield, until it was no longer a seal but a gate. Faces pressed against the inside of it — the faces of the damned, mouths open in silent screams, clawing to be let free.
And at the center stood Koha, arms open like a god-priest drenched in gore, his eyes burning with madness.
He roared, his voice not his own, but a thousand voices layered together — demons, gods, beasts, ancestors.
“汝らの天は堕ちた！(Nanji-ra no ten wa ochita!)40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBcjerZK049
Your heaven has fallen!
汝らの神は砕けた！(Nanji-ra no kami wa kudaketa!)40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpQ6SPl559o
Your god is broken!
今より我が地獄が支配する！(Ima yori waga jigoku ga shihai suru!)40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc0BUV1svzY
From this moment, my hell rules supreme!”
The professors coughed blood, bodies cracking under the backlash of their own spell. Their chants had become whimpers, drowned beneath Koha’s hymn of ruin.
And then—
The sky bled.
The golden seal shattered into a storm of crimson shards, raining down like meteors. Each shard stabbed into the ground, igniting rivers of fire and blood.
Koha laughed, his voice broken, hysterical, divine.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSwBqCEu9Fg
“You sought to chain me with Heaven…40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQDJyJzKIXH
And now, I drag your Heaven into the mud!”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbgbp48CTif
The battlefield was no longer the academy’s proud arena. It was a graveyard of fire and blood, carved apart by the shattering of Heaven’s Seal. Rivers of molten stone oozed between the cracks, crimson shards of divine light still burning where they had fallen.
And in the center… stood Koha.
His body was broken — ribs jutting from torn flesh, blood dripping from every pore — yet his aura surged higher than ever, twisted with an intoxicating madness. Black steam poured from his mouth and wounds, his every exhale a storm of blood-mist. His grin was no longer human.
The professors, the survivors of the Seal backlash, staggered in the sky, clutching their chests and coughing blood. Fear had drained their faces pale, but desperation forced them forward. They raised their wands, trembling, and unleashed a volley of spells.
“光槍千裂 (Kōsō Senretsu – Thousand Lances of Light)!”
“雷火轟鳴 (Raika Gōmei – Roaring Thunderfire)!”
“聖炎浄葬 (Seien Jōsō – Holy Flame Burial)!”
Bolts of holy power, thunderfire, and sanctified flame converged on Koha in a dazzling storm.
Koha laughed.
Not dodging. Not shielding. He walked through it. His body burned, torn, seared — but the reversed seal beneath him surged upward, chains of black and red intercepting the spells, twisting them midair. Light bent. Fire turned black. Thunder became shadow. The professors’ own spells curved back, detonating among their ranks.
Screams split the night as one professor’s body was torn apart by their own lances of light. Another’s head exploded in a burst of inverted flame.
Koha moved.
One blink — he vanished. The next, he was inside their formation.
His clawed hand tore a man’s throat open in one swipe, arterial spray painting the air. His sword slashed in wide arcs, carving through protective barriers like silk, severing limbs and leaving trails of gore.
Every movement was a dance of brutality:
A spinning kick that shattered ribs and sent a professor flying into the broken stands.
An elbow that crushed a skull, brains splattering across the ritual circle fragments.
A bite — yes, he bit one — sinking teeth into flesh and ripping away half a face before spitting it back out with a laugh.
The ground-circle pulsed. The reversed Heavenly Seal birthed chains of blood and shadow that lashed upward like serpents.
One wrapped around a professor’s leg, dragging him screaming into the earth. His cries were cut off as the ground swallowed him, bones crunching audibly.
Another chain speared straight through a chest, hoisting its victim high before tearing them in half.
The survivors tried to flee higher into the sky — but the chains reached farther, endlessly, dragging them back down.
Koha laughed louder, his voice cracking with hysteria.
“Where are you running, teachers?!”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡelCQEX5VpX
“This is your academy’s proud seal — mine now!”40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbK5AHXpwVd
By the time the storm subsided, the once-proud professors were reduced to a handful, blood-soaked and trembling. The air stank of iron and ash, filled with screams that refused to fade.
Koha stood drenched in gore, sword dripping crimson, his bare hands painted with shredded flesh.
His chest heaved. His laughter cracked. His voice was jagged, broken, layered with something inhuman:
“More…! Bleed more! Struggle more! Let me carve your god into pieces!”
He swung his blade in a wide arc, splitting the earth itself, as if the battlefield wasn’t wide enough to contain his mania.
And in the center stood Koha, his body dripping crimson, his face pale beneath the mask of gore. His chest rose and fell, every breath ragged, every laugh fractured.
Across from him, Draven staggered forward. His body was mangled: his bow shattered, lightning crackling feebly from the remains of his ruined arm. But in his other hand, he still clutched his blade, the steel trembling but unbroken. His eyes were bloodshot, burning with something no one else on the field still carried — defiance.
“Koha…” Draven rasped, dragging his body into stance. “Even if I fall… even if my life ends here… I will stop you.”
Koha tilted his head, his bloody grin spreading slowly.
“Stop me?” He laughed softly, shaking his head. “You couldn’t stop me at my weakest. And now… now I’m something else.”
His sword lowered slightly. His shoulders trembled. And to Draven’s shock — Koha’s eyes began to leak tears.
Thick, black-tinged tears slid down his cheeks, mixing with the blood. His voice broke, choked.
“I never asked for this… I never… wanted this…”
For one fragile heartbeat, it was as if the monster was gone — just a broken boy standing in the wreckage of a world he didn’t choose.
Draven hesitated. His grip faltered. “Koha…?”
But then — the tears became laughter.
It started small, a cracked giggle. Then louder. Louder. Until the arena shook with the sound of it. A laugh so unhinged, so venomous, it made the very air quake. His mouth stretched wide, teeth bared, his entire body convulsing with joy and grief entwined.
“HAHAHAHA! Do you see it, Draven?! Even my tears betray me! Even sorrow… turns to joy in this hell!”
His blade shot upward, faster than lightning.
The duel began.
Draven roared, channeling the last of his lightning into his body. Sparks flared across his skin as he dashed forward, sword clashing against Koha’s in a burst of steel and thunder.
Draven’s strikes were sharp, precise — a warrior’s last stand.
Koha’s were brutal, primal — claw swipes, kicks, sword slashes that shattered the ground.
Every time Draven struck, Koha bled. But every time Koha struck, Draven’s body crumpled further.
A sword across the ribs — blood poured from Draven’s side.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBlFUSUF4GX
A claw across the face — one eye went blind.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoD8jML3b8f
A kick to the gut — ribs broke like glass.
Still, Draven refused to fall. He swung again and again, his blade glowing with desperate lightning.
“Fall, Koha! FALL!”
Koha caught his blade barehanded. Blood gushed from his palm, but he only grinned wider, black tears still staining his cheeks.
“You want me to fall?” Koha whispered. “Then fall with me.”
His knee drove into Draven’s stomach. His claw raked across Draven’s chest. He lifted him by the throat, dangling him like a broken doll.
Draven coughed blood, his sword falling uselessly from his hand. His body twitched, broken.
Koha leaned close, whispering into his ear, his voice a mockery of tenderness.
“You fought well… little lightning. But your light… was never enough.”
With a sickening crunch, Koha’s hand crushed Draven’s neck. Blood sprayed as the archer’s body went limp, his final breath a whisper of defiance.
Koha let the corpse fall, tilting his head back to the sky. Tears and laughter poured from him in equal measure — a symphony of grief and madness, echoing through the ruined arena.
“Cry… laugh… bleed… die… it’s all the same! IT’S ALL MINE!”
The demon’s roar followed, shaking the heavens themselves.
The battlefield quaked with silence and blood.
Koha stood in the ruins, his aura writhing like a storm of blades. His skin was split and charred, yet his presence was more colossal than ever—madness and inevitability fused into one.
Above him, the seven professors stood in their last circle. Their robes were shredded, their bodies failing, but their gazes burned. No longer dignified masters of magic, they were warriors at death’s edge.
Professor Yelrin, once a calm strategist, raised his cracked wand high.
“We can no longer bind him. We must fight him—now, even if it kills us!”
The circle broke. Each professor drew on their deepest fragments of power.
A wiry old mage, eyes lit with starlight, screamed until blood gushed from his lips.
星槍殞滅 (Seisōn Inmetsu – Star Spear Annihilation)!
The heavens cracked, spears of burning light descending like divine meteors.
Koha only raised his head, laughing through the blood on his teeth. He caught one spear barehanded, his flesh splitting open. Then, with a flick, he turned the cascade sideways.
The spell reversed—raining on Deymor. He screamed, body skewered by his own constellation. His death was instant, his body collapsing into burning stardust.
Maelis, a stocky woman with scars along her arms, roared through her grief.
大地根絶 (Daichi Konzetsu – Earth’s Absolute Extinction)!
Obsidian mountains erupted around Koha, jagged and merciless, twisting into a cage of earth meant to crush him whole.
Koha knelt, pressing bloodied hands to the soil.
“Do you think earth can bury blood?”
The obsidian melted into crimson rock, blood-serpents rising, devouring Maelis’s creation. She screamed as the serpents turned on her, dragging her body down into the soil until only her hand remained—then that too dissolved.
Two younger professors—Tovan, hair ablaze with mana-fire, and Serith, eyes glowing with storm-light—cast in unison.
紅蓮爆焔 (Guren Bakuen – Crimson Lotus Cataclysm)!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzjB7MXf9Jr
神嵐断罪 (Shinran Danzai – Divine Tempest Judgment)!
A cyclone of divine fire and slicing winds engulfed the battlefield, shrieking across stone and sky.
For a heartbeat, Koha vanished within the inferno.
But inside came laughter. Low at first, then sharp, cracking into a scream that split the storm apart.
Koha walked through, skin charred black, yet grinning. His eyes blazed like suns.
“Do you see me now? Do you see why you should kneel?”
He inhaled the storm itself, veins bursting with stolen fire and wind. The two professors collapsed, coughing blood, their life-force drained by recoil.
Only Elandra remained standing, her white hair blowing in the poisoned air. She carried no wand, only her voice.
Spreading her arms, she whispered in a tongue older than magic itself.
“If gods will not end you, Koha… then I will give you my soul.”
Her body ignited into a flame of pure essence, her flesh unraveling into mana, collapsing into a beam of annihilation. It struck Koha square in the chest, tearing him backward a step, ribs cracking, blood spraying.
For the first time, Koha faltered.
The professors gasped in hope—until Koha began to weep.
Tears streaked his blood-caked face. His shoulders shook. His voice trembled:
“Why… why do you force me to laugh… even at this?”
Then the tears warped into a grin. The grin into a scream. The scream into laughter that thundered through the ruins.
Reaching into his wound, Koha dragged the soul-flame into himself. Elandra’s body vanished, her essence devoured.
Koha trembled with joy and pain, blood running down his chin, tears still flowing even as his laughter echoed like a funeral bell.
The last four surviving professors—Yelrin, Serith, Tovan, Ravenholm—stood paralyzed, watching their elder erased.
but...
Koha stood in the middle of it all, chest heaving, his arms hanging loose at his sides. His laughter echoed in the arena like a hymn to madness.
Above him, the professors descended together for the first time. Their robes were torn, their faces drenched with blood and sweat, but their eyes still burned with resolve.
Elandra, Mistress of Stars
Ravenholm, Necromantic Scholar
Maelis, Arch-Enchantress of Light
Deymor, War Magus of Flame
Serith, Keeper of Runes
Tovan, Wind Oracle
They circled Koha, forming a six-point star in the air, their chants beginning as one.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdwyR6mFw4l
Elandra’s Voice (Stars):
「天を裂き、星を墜とせ！ 星辰終滅 (Seishin Shūmetsu – Stellar Extinction)!」40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4DA3Ks9iKx
Rifts opened in the sky, and burning fragments of stars rained downward in a spiral, scorching the arena.
Ravenholm’s Voice (Necromancy):
「屍を歩ませ、魂を鎖せ！ 黒冥傀儡 (Kokumei Kairai – Puppets of the Black Abyss)!」40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlZE1uSgZ8t
From the corpses on the battlefield, skeletal knights rose, chains of shadow binding Koha’s movements.
Maelis’s Voice (Light):
「我が命を代償に、純光よ！ 永遠裁断 (Eien Saidon – Eternal Severance)!」40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG6NVJpJuzL
A blade of pure radiant light stretched from her hands, cutting across the battlefield with divine judgment.
Deymor’s Voice (Fire):
「燃え尽きろ！ 大熔獄 (Daiyōgoku – Great Infernal Prison)!」40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYXBtETyvvi
The earth split open as lava surged upward, sealing every escape route.
Serith’s Voice (Runes):
「封ぜられよ！ 禁断符 (Kindan Fu – Forbidden Seal)!」40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ35XQHOpSws
Runes spun around Koha’s body, pressing into his skin, branding him with chains of ancient origin.
Tovan’s Voice (Wind):
「我が息吹は嵐、命を散らせ！ 無限嵐哭 (Mugen Rankoku – Cry of the Infinite Storm)!」40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡke1OPUJLjj
A vortex of screaming winds slammed downward, blades of compressed air shredding everything caught within.
The six voices overlapped, a chorus of desperation, shaking the arena walls.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo2wbzR9BJa
At first, Koha staggered under the weight of their magic. The starfire burned his flesh, the shadows chained his arms, the light blade cut into his chest. Lava hissed at his heels, runes seared his skin, and storm-winds sliced across his face.
He dropped to one knee, blood pouring from his mouth. For an instant, hope flickered in the professors’ hearts.
Then came the sound.
The low chuckle. The rise into laughter.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiBKkBawRqM
Mad, wet, broken laughter.
Koha forced himself upright, his body cracking under the strain. He opened his mouth and began his own chant—words not heard since the dawn of magic itself:
「神を喰らい、世界を嘲れ… 我が名は終末！ 絶滅の王 (Zetsumetsu no Ō – King of Annihilation)!」
Blood gushed from his eyes and mouth, veins glowing black. His aura burst outward, a shockwave of forbidden energy that cracked the professors’ spells one by one.
The necrotic puppets exploded into dust.
The light blade warped and turned black, shattering.
The lava prison froze into obsidian and collapsed.
The runes cracked like broken glass.
The storm winds reversed, howling back toward Tovan.
Elandra screamed as Koha seized her by the throat midair, hurling her into Deymor’s lava fissure. She vanished in the molten glow.
Maelis charged, light blade in hand, but Koha snapped her spine with a single backhand strike.
One after another, the professors were slaughtered, brutalized, torn down—until only corpses and silence remained.
Koha stood atop their broken forms, drenched in blood, laughing.
“So this… was the academy’s last hope? Pathetic.”
He raised his arm to deliver the finishing strike when the ground beneath the professors shimmered.
A portal circle flared. Golden runes spiraled around their bodies. One by one, their shattered forms dissolved into light.
From the rubble, a single trembling voice cried out.
Lyra, a prodigy student, knelt on one knee, scroll clutched in shaking hands. Tears streamed down her face, blood dripping from her lips as the spell consumed her strength.
“Not… yet…! Not while I live!”
The professors vanished in full, spirited away to the underground sanctum.
Koha froze. The corpses were gone. His prey was stolen.
His smile widened. His teeth bared.
“…A mouse. A clever, desperate mouse.”
He stepped toward Lyra, blood dripping from his hand, a new spell gathering. She collapsed unconscious before he could strike, saved only by his sudden coughing of blood—his body straining under the forbidden chant he had invoked.
Koha roared, shaking the sky.
“Run if you want! Hide if you want! I’ll break every sanctuary, every god, every chain!”
The arena reeked of ash, blood, and shattered stone. Koha stood in the center, his body trembling, blood dripping from his jaw, his smile jagged and broken. His laugh echoed like a cracked bell.
But in the ruined corridors above, four shadows appeared—Rio, Huo, Yin, and Sky.
They did not rush to the fight. They did not scream vengeance. Instead, they pressed themselves into the crumbled archways, their eyes locked on Koha.
“He’s unraveling,” Yin whispered, her voice trembling as her dark mist curled around her. “But if we fight him directly, we’ll be slaughtered like the professors.”
Rio’s hand tightened on his silver blade. “Then we won’t fight him head-on. Not yet. We seal him. That’s the only way.”
Sky’s lightning crackled faintly in his palm. “If he notices us chanting, he’ll tear us apart before we finish.”
Huo grit his teeth, fire smoldering in his eyes. “Then we need a distraction.”
They turned their gaze back to the battlefield—where the remaining enemies still drew breath.
Ignis, flames already burning wildly, his skin scorched from earlier clashes.
Zephyr, chaos energy flickering, his laughter tinged with desperation.
Thorne, nature’s vines still coiling around his twin blades.
Raven, shadow arrows notched, her eyes sharp with murder.
Draven, bleeding heavily, his lightning bow glowing weakly but steady.
Five warriors, broken but not defeated.
Rio whispered: “They’ll fight him. They must. While they hold him, we prepare the seal.”
The four allies stepped back into the shadows, spreading apart to carve a secret circle of runes into the broken arena walls. Their voices sank into low, forbidden whispers.
Koha licked blood from his lips, his grin widening as he turned to the surviving foes.
“Still alive? How delightful. More toys to break.”
Ignis roared, slamming his hands together.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcF133XGFUh
灼獄噴流 (Shakugoku Funryū – Infernal Eruption Stream)!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrQzOLtJPee
Flames erupted in a spiraling torrent, lava bursting from the cracked ground, surging toward Koha.
Thorne followed with a roar, vines exploding from beneath the earth, whipping and snapping to bind Koha’s limbs.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡViG0T0MgYA
緑刃縛鎖 (Ryokujin Bakusa – Verdant Blade Chains)!
Raven leapt onto a crumbled pillar, her bow string glowing with darkness.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdW5Sw7044O
影穿一矢 (Eisen Isshi – Shadow-Piercing Arrow)!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3hXQX2TDfs
The arrow split into a dozen, each one screeching like a banshee.
Draven raised his lightning bow, electricity sparking violently despite his blood loss.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbQxDWyP6v4
雷閃連破 (Raisen Renpa – Lightning Flash Barrage)!
And Zephyr—eyes glowing wild with chaotic power—screamed:40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZBSuyYo9l3
虚乱崩壊 (Kyoran Hōkai – Collapse of Chaos)!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlpC9DRfrvO
A sphere of warped, unstable energy burst forward, ripping the air as if reality itself were tearing.
The arena shook as all five unleashed their wrath at once.
Koha laughed, arms spread wide as the elements crashed toward him.
“Yes… YES! Show me your pain! Show me your fury!”
He blurred into motion, his hands weaving both martial arts and sorcery.
With one hand he shattered Thorne’s vines, blood whipping into jagged blades.
With a sweep of his leg he redirected Ignis’s lava, molten rivers exploding into the sky.
He caught Raven’s shadow arrows in his palm, crushing them as if they were twigs, the shards embedding into his bleeding flesh.
Lightning tore into his body, Draven’s barrage striking true—yet Koha only grinned, steam rising from his seared skin.
And when Zephyr’s chaos sphere ripped forward, Koha hurled himself through it, his body tearing, flesh cracking—yet he emerged, laughing like a demon.
He slammed his fist into Ignis’s chest, bones snapping as the fire mage coughed blood.
He spun, slashing Zephyr across the face with his blood-soaked claws.
Thorne’s vines tried again, but Koha seized one, yanked it, and pulled Thorne off his feet into a brutal knee strike that shattered ribs.
Raven’s arrows streaked down, but Koha hurled Thorne’s body into their path, his scream silenced as shadow blades pierced him.
Draven’s lightning caught Koha in the back—but Koha only staggered forward, spinning, his grin bloodier than ever.
“More! MORE! Make me bleed deeper!”
High above, in the shadows, Rio, Huo, Yin, and Sky chanted softly, etching symbols of blood and mana into the air.
Their voices layered, weaving a forbidden hymn that shook the ruins around them.
Rio whispered, “Hold him just a little longer… just a little longer…”
Sky’s lightning flickered violently, his face pale. “If they fall too soon—he’ll sense us.”
Huo’s flames burned low and steady. “They have no choice. Their deaths are the price of our seal.”
Yin’s shadows curled tighter around her as he bled into the circle. “So be it. This is their final service.”
The sealing ritual grew brighter, ancient runes glowing with pale fire.
And below, Koha continued to roar and laugh, tearing through his enemies with unstoppable fury, unaware of the trap being spun in the dark.
The arena reeked of ash, blood, and shattered stone. Koha stood in the center, trembling with exertion, blood dripping down his chin, a broken smile carved across his face. His laugh echoed through the ruins like a cracked bell.
But hidden in the shattered corridors above, four figures crouched in silence — Rio, Huo, Yin, and Sky.
They did not charge. They did not shout vengeance. They pressed into the stone shadows, eyes sharp and wary, watching the battlefield below.
“He’s unraveling,” Yin muttered, his voice low, his dark aura spreading in restless coils. “But if we attack him now, we’ll end up like the professors.”
Rio’s jaw tightened, his silver blade trembling in his grip. “Then we don’t fight him directly. Not yet. We bind him. Seal him. That’s our only chance.”
Sky’s hand crackled faintly with suppressed lightning. “If he catches even a whisper of our chanting, he’ll tear us apart before the seal takes root.”
Huo exhaled, heat shimmering off his body. “Then someone else has to keep him busy.”
All four turned their eyes back to the blood-soaked field — where the five survivors still stood against Koha.
Ignis, his body scorched, flames still raging despite his wounds.
Zephyr, chaos magic boiling in his veins, wild eyes flickering with madness.
Thorne, battered and bleeding, but his twin blades wrapped in writhing roots.
Raven, crouched on broken stone, bow of shadow notched and ready.
Draven, blood running down his temple, lightning bow steady in his hand.
Five warriors — half-dead, yet unyielding.
Rio whispered, “They’ll fight him. They’ll buy us time.”
The four sealing students spread out into the shadows, each beginning to carve their own set of runes into the cracked walls with blood and mana. Their voices dropped into low, forbidden tones, an old hymn no living mage was ever allowed to speak.
Koha lifted his head, crimson dripping from his lips, grinning at the five.
“Still alive? How stubborn. Good… I like when my toys don’t break too fast.”
Ignis roared, slamming both palms to the ground.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSe8BGMZLHR
灼獄噴流 (Shakugoku Funryū – Infernal Eruption Stream)!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZVlnSUUFPr
Columns of lava and flame spiraled upward, a burning tidal wave surging toward Koha.
Thorne lunged in from the side, his blades splitting into writhing vines.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc2nnCybbvZ
緑刃縛鎖 (Ryokujin Bakusa – Verdant Blade Chains)!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPkJGxzVIXZ
They lashed toward Koha like living whips, seeking to bind his limbs.
Raven’s bow thrummed with darkness, his voice cold.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk7gBHUDR6R
影穿一矢 (Eisen Isshi – Shadow-Piercing Arrow)!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbJ2zD7fOyb
One arrow split into dozens, shrieking banshee-like bolts that streaked for Koha’s chest.
Draven’s body shook, lightning cracking around him. He shouted through blood.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiiMtQR0YlA
雷閃連破 (Raisen Renpa – Lightning Flash Barrage)!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5I9cj1sgsQ
A storm of arrows rained down, each strike sharp enough to split stone.
And Zephyr — eyes glowing manic, body trembling — roared above them all.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgbzTTxblp2
虚乱崩壊 (Kyoran Hōkai – Collapse of Chaos)!40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEOUopGWg1M
A sphere of unstable, chaotic energy exploded outward, bending light, ripping cracks into the air itself.
The five unleashed their fury in unison, the earth groaning under their combined wrath.
Koha’s laugh rang out as the attacks converged.
“YES! That’s it! Spill everything you are!”
He blurred into motion:
He shredded Thorne’s vines with blood-forged claws, laughing as the barbs tore his own skin.
He kicked through Ignis’s lava stream, molten rock splattering as steam seared his body.
He caught Raven’s arrows in his bleeding hand, crushing them until the shadows shattered.
Draven’s lightning slammed into his back, electricity burning through his flesh — yet Koha only grinned wider.
He hurled himself straight through Zephyr’s chaos sphere, his flesh cracking, ribs splintering — but his laugh only grew louder, crazier.
He struck back without mercy:
A brutal palm strike caved Ignis’s chest, blood spraying as the fire mage staggered.
He clawed across Zephyr’s face, carving flesh and spilling madness into the ground.
He yanked Thorne forward by his own vines, driving a knee into his ribs until they snapped like brittle twigs.
He flung Thorne’s limp body into Raven’s arrow volley, the shadow bolts punching clean through his ally’s flesh.
And when Draven’s lightning seared his arm, Koha only turned with bloodied teeth and whispered: “More.”
The battlefield was pure chaos — but above, in the shadows, the four chanters worked feverishly.
Rio’s silver blade cut into his own palm as he traced runes of binding into the ground.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtR5oDZTKKu
“拘束陣形・起動 (Kōsoku Jinkei – Binding Formation, Begin).”
Huo bled fire into his circle, flames licking the walls as ancient words fell from his lips.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQnrVZ4DQM1
“炎よ、鎖となれ (Honō yo, kusari to nare – Flame, become chains).”
Yin’s dark mist thickened, wrapping around his carved sigils.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJBXAveU5o2
“影縛結界 (Eiba Kekkai – Shadow-Binding Barrier).”
And Sky let lightning bleed from his body into the cracks of stone.40Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMPU4qb0U0X
“雷印顕現 (Raiin Kengen – Manifest the Thunder Seal).”
Their voices wove together, forbidden syllables spiraling into a single pulse of power.
Rio whispered, sweat dripping into his eyes. “Just a little longer… Hold him a little longer…”
The ritual circle flared, hidden beneath rubble a storm waiting to be unleashed.
And Koha… still laughed, still killed, still tore his enemies apart, unaware that the seal was already growing beneath his feet.
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