"Playtime's over, boy," Arundel said as he approached the human child, who had shouted?out the most shameful moment of the Majin Prince's life.
He didn't know how the human boy knew his secret because this event had happened over three hundred years ago.
But, he wasn't too worried.
He intended to torture the boy to make him spill everything he knew before he burned his body to a crisp.
Suddenly, two fireballs were hurled in Arundel's direction, which the Majin Prince blocked with his arms.
At first, he didn't feel anything. But a few seconds later, he felt a stinging pain on his arms, making him frown.
When he saw that the places that were hit by the two fireballs had a small burn mark on them, the frown on Arundel's face deepened.
Aside from Forneus' weapons, he believed that nothing else could hurt him in the Valbarra Archipelago.
But, the evidence in front of him couldn't be mistaken, making him glare in the direction where the two Fireballs came from.
There, two Tigerkins stood, a few meters away from each other.
Thirteen, who saw Percival and Anwir appear, felt a ray of hope because these two were two of his Trump Cards against Arundel.
Whenever a great calamity arrived, a Hero would always appear to save the day.
Alongside him was also a Villain, who would become his destined enemy.
But Thirteen changed their Fates a bit, making the two brothers, who were supposed to be at each other's throat, fight side by side against a greater threat that was now standing before them.
Since both of them had the blessings of Fate, their powers could wound Arundel, despite them being many times weaker than him.
This was also why he had bestowed upon them the Divine Martial Technique, Emperor's Might.
The stronger their enemies were, the stronger their power would become.
Although it was not enough to bridge the gap in ranks, it was still enough to make Arundel feel pain, no matter how small it was.
'These two cannot be allowed to live!' Arundel thought as he glared at the two Tigerkins in front of him.
Originally, he wanted to make Anwir his subordinate because he had seen his potential.
However, since the teenage Tigerkin had the means to harm him, he would not take any chances and nip him in the bud before he could grow even stronger.
But, it was not only Anwir whom he had placed in his Kill List.
The younger Tigerkin, whose arms, and feet were covered in golden flames, was also someone, who didn't need to exist!
Suddenly, countless arrows flew in Arundel's direction, and exploded at the point of impact.
"Anwir, Taiga, to me!" Thirteen shouted.
The two understood what Thirteen wanted to happen, so they didn't hesitate to follow behind him.
Anwir even scooped up the seven-year-old, and carried him like a sack of rice, as he ran as fast as he could.
Tigerkins were faster and stronger than ordinary Humans, so they were able to gain some distance against Arundel, who was being bombarded by the arrows of the Trolls, who were using the special arrows that Gerald had made for them.
These arrows didn't have the ability to harm the Majin Prince, but the dust that they produced at the moment of impact could obstruct his vision.
This powdery dust was made from the ground wings of the Illusion Moth, which was a Rank 4 Monster that lived on the Sacred Island of the Valbarra Archipelago.
They were the Islands protectors, and their specialty was to create a glittering dust that would make their enemies enter an illusion, which would confuse their senses.
The Shamans had asked them for help, and the Illusion Moths shed their wings willingly, and wrapped themselves up in a cocoon, in order to regenerate them within a month.
Arundel could see past smoke made by flames and smoke, but the powdery dust around him had completely dropped his visibility to zero.
But, these petty tricks were not enough to stop him.
With a wave of his hand, the dust cloud dispersed, allowing him to see the direction the Tigerkins were running.
The Majin Prince ran after them, but before he did so, he made sure to unleash thousands of Fire Bullets the size of baseballs at the annoying Trolls who had gotten in his way.
Being hindered by lowly monsters annoyed him very much, so he didn't hesitate to obliterate them all before running after the two Tigerkins and the human boy whom he wouldn't allow to live.
T1 managed to dodge in time, but one of the Fire Bullets grazed the side of his face, creating a burn scar.
Five of his companions weren't as lucky, and their bodies were incinerated by the Majin Prince's merciless attacks.
The other four managed to survive, but suffered serious injuries.
All of them now lay on the ground, groaning in pain.
Arundel, whose gaze was locked on the body of the escaping Tigerkins summoned a Fireball that was bigger than anything he had summoned before.
He had now grown tired of this game of tag, and wanted to end it once and for all.
Arundel threw the giant Fireball which could instantly obliterate an entire city.
"Hammer for all Seasons Final Form!"
Thirteen, who was being carried away by Anwir, raised his head after hearing the familiar voice that reverberated in his surroundings.
"Pops! NO!" Thirteen shouted.
In front of him, Gerald, who was riding on top of a Saber Tooth Tiger, raised his hammer high up in the air.
Golden flames rose up from his arms as his entire body was covered in red armor.
Time seemed to come to a complete stop as Thirteen looked at his Father, who was poised to strike.
He couldn't see his face because the only thing that he could see was his Father's back.
His strong dependable back, that made him feel that he was about to lose another person that was very precious to him.
Although Gerald wasn't his real father, and he just called him Pops, Thirteen had shared many happy memories with him.
At his shout, time returned to normal and Gerald's words, filled with courage and determination, reached his ears.
A powerful shock wave pushed Thirteen, Percival, and Anwir hundreds of meters in the air before an explosion that wouldn't lose to the Magma Fiend's self destruction ability erupted behind them.
Thirteen shouted at the top of his lungs despite the fact that he was being blown away bya force that created a giant crater that was hundreds of meters wide.
Even after he crashed and rolled dozens of meters on the ground, the pain he felt was nothing compared to the pain that he felt in his breaking heart.
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A/N: Since I'm in a good mood, will post one more chapter in two hours. Wait for it!