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Tonight, I plan on finishing this. Not only for myself, but for my lover. My time is running short...if I don't join back with him...I'll die a painful death, and I'll be doing the one thing I'd regret most. Letting her down.

Date: December 3rd Location: Unknown, unable to lock on to coordinates Time: 11:49 pm

"Ruie...you really have to leave?", asked a soft female voice, inside a dimly lit room. She was sitting on a large bed made for a girl like her, seeing her mate getting dressed by the closet on the other end of the room. He grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, going light as he didn't need anything to keep him warm. They had just finished a round of fun after a very romantic date on his part, something which made him bleed quite a bit from what love and affection did to him. Though he made sure to keep most of that from her, ending with a splendor of pleasure as he had a grand finale for the female holding something important inside of her now.

"Of course. I told you...this will help me. Can't let them take you away from me either. You're too valuable.", he said, coughing for a moment and covering his mouth to not let the blood dirty the rug. She worried about his condition daily, wishing it would just end so they could be together regardless of what her folks, and other people thought of their relationship. Today was the day she was told that he could finally start on the road to recovery, mentioning someone by the name Eurasia who would assist her mate in getting over his ailment. Suddenly the lights went out, the closet door being shut and the sound of footsteps getting louder towards the female on the bed, "Lareien, I'll be back tomorrow tonight if things go to plan. If not, then expect the worse. I know you'll be a good girl and stay out of sight until then. They'll use you to get to me.", replied her mate, feeling him caress her knee.

Their size difference didn't affect much at all, just dinner plans which mostly had seating for humans or regular sized guests. He then jumped onto her lap and stood on her thighs to give her a kiss on her lips, clenching his fist from the pain which couldn't compare to how much he loved her. She hugged him and smooched back tightly, then letting him go before she would cause him more pain, "Mmmm...please...stay safe sweety....", she said with a tear going down her eye, praying for his safe trip to and from where he planned on going. Her mate jumped from her lap, and looked for something from his pocket, then vanishing in a flash of light, showing for a moment her sad pink scaled face before the darkness overtook the room once more.

- Meanwhile....about 20 minutes earlier

Things have gotten hectic. But I know...I can trust him to bail me out. I can't let him down though, and this guy...he took that blast head on. It won't be easy...but our combination play will shine through!

Location: Orbit around Mystril, Bastille Maison Des Dymons, Mess hall entrance Time: 11:30 pm

The duo was prepared for battle, the minotaur in front of them snorting and bursting with energy from his aura of power. Michael looked at his friend for a second, then back at his for Cobo, "My charged shot barely got through. And that guy is pretty strong. Got a plan?", he asked, his friend smirking and standing up straight, "Of course. I told you man, a good ass kicking can get through any defense.", remarked Ruru, cracking his knuckles and swirling wind around his fist. Mino then charged again, his fist lunging forward at high speed. The dragoon of fire blocked with his sword, grunting before being sent flying while the dragoon of wind ducked low to the ground, "Down here! TATSUMAKI UPPER!" , he shouted, rising up and upper-cutting the minotaur on his jaw.

Michael flew back but quickly flipped back to regain his balance, his heavy sword to thank for that as he saw a large tornado appear from the ground and start lifting the minotaur. Though the lift was short lived as the Minotaur blew the tornado apart with his aura and pushed himself back, Ruru sucking his teeth and shaking his fist, feeling like he just hit a brick wall re-enforced with steel. With a loud thud, Cobo was on the ground, brushing his chest off from the attack which did little damage to him, "I see...you're strong Dragoon of the Wind. But...as I thought. You can't break through my aura with tiny consecutive blows.", he explained with a smirk, the punch aching a bit but just barely.

The dragoon of fire ran back to his friend, glad he took the hit to allow his friend to counter attack, but wondering how to approach this. Michael did remember that he saw his aura earlier, even though he didn't show it like he did now, and he broke through it with his charged blast. But he quickly pushed back his attack with his power alone and formed another one soon after. His defense was all in his spiritual power, which was strong enough to become an incredibly strong aura, "Dude, I'm telling you. That Aura is going to be a problem. If its like mine, then you'll have to break through with a strong enough attack first before getting to him. There's a moment of vulnerability when an aura is broken....which really isn't fun when that happens. Trust me.", explained his friend, Ruru considering another attack option.

It was then that he would try another approach, nodding before grabbing the two blades from his back. Michael remembered that he was going to ask about it, not having seen a weapon like that before, "Oh right. You had those before we left...new weapon yet again?", asked the dragoon of fire, seeing that it was like a wide-sword but parted down the middle as if it was two blades. It also had no hilt, but a handle to grab on. Wielding two was thing Ruru liked doing, as things work best in pairs, "Yea dude, these are my Katars. Been using these for a bit. Let's see if this works...stand back and let me handle him.", he replied, his friend nodding and seeing Cobo looking annoyed that the dragoons weren't taking him seriously.

"Both of you can't get through my defense. What the hell makes you think you and your little breeze can make a difference?", Cobo asked, stomping the ground and causing the ship to shake a bit. Ruru stepped forward slowly, grinding the two blades together to show some sparks before charging forward. Cobo snarled and punched forward, Ruru jumping up to avoid the blow, and noticing a mark left on the floor before coming down with his katars on his shoulders, "You're fast on your feet but slow with your fists!", he remarked, though seeing that his blades were stopped right in their tracks. Cobo growled and quickly tried to grab him, the dragoon of wind quickly getting low to the ground to dodge his opponents massive hands. Ruru then jumped up while spinning rapidly like a wheel of blades, "TATSUMAKI S'ENROULER!" ,

Sparks flew while the dragoon flew upwards while acting like a saw, the minotaur grunting from the barrage this human was giving him before being pushed back into the Mess Hall door with a loud crack. Michael though that his friend managed to put a dent in that creep's armor, but he was sadly mistaken. Both Katars were shattered from the last attack, Ruru landing and seeing the shards of metal fall to the ground in front of him, "Goddamn it...he's really freaking tough. Didn't think he'd break my weapons...", he muttered, a little surprised from it happening. Cobo quickly took advantage of this, charging forward while the dragoon was distracted, "Dude! Look out!", shouted Michael, sprinting forward and swinging his sword at the incoming fist.

Most he could do was deflect the blow, Ruru getting his composure back and jumping back a bit while Michael was locked in a fist to sword stare down. With his free hand, Michael opened his palm and blasted at Cobo's chest with a blast of fire, the flames heating up and immediately causing an explosion right in front of them. Michael jumped back at the last minute to avoid the shock-wave of his blast, a cloud of smoke covering where he stood. It was risky but he remembered his fight with Baltro that it was a strong maneuver, however he was smart enough to back away instead of taking the hit. Cobo merely laughed, speeding forward and attempting another hit as the dragoon of fire's attempt was in vain. Michael was about to raise his sword to block but the minotaur moved at top speed, disappearing for a moment before appearing in front of him landing a solid hit on his cheek.

The force of it made the dragoon of fire drop his sword from the hit, grunting as he began a course to the back of the hallway. Ruru jumped in and caught his friend, returning the favor so he wouldn't smash into a wall or something at the speed he was going, "Ack! Dang it!...he broke through my aura...least that's all he did.", commented Michael, his face not hurt but he was shaken. There was a red glow around Michael which vanished quickly upon the hit, Ruru noticing that his friend also had an aura but not as visible as Cobo's, "Dude, you also have an aura? Did it suddenly become popular to sport one of those?", asked the dragoon of wind, putting down his friend while the Cobo grabbed the blade.

He was surprised by the weight of it, it looking a little smaller than a regular sword for a guy his size. Michael raised his hand and made the blade vanish in a flare of flame, the minotaur shocked lightly that it would vanish, but having no use for a weapon as his were his fists, "That's not yours...thanks man.", he remarked to his friend, the two side by side and again wondering how to tackle this. Ruru wasn't sure exactly how to do it since the aura was the problem, and Michael considered a team move, as his friend's wind amplified the power and effect of his flames, "Before we try again, let me tell you. His power lies in his aura and it has so much spiritual power that he can use his defensive strength to attack offensively. It wasn't his punch that broke my aura, it was made stronger by his aura...similar to how we learned to harness the power from our dragoon spirits into our body.", explained Michael as he re-summoned his sword into his right hand, Ruru keeping that in mind if he were to go in again.

Ruru stared at his friend's weapon, getting an idea which he thought would work, "Yo Mike...let me see that sword for a bit. I think I can take him with your Vernier whatever sword.", he asked, Michael raising an eyebrow at his request. Their attacks separate wasn't able to inflict too much damage on him yet, which made him wonder why his friend would want to try a solo attack once again, "Huh? You want to go at him alone? That doesn't sound like a good idea man.", he responded, Ruru smirking and cracking his knuckles once more. He reached over and grabbed the sword, tugging on it since his friend wasn't letting go, "I'm telling you, let me get him. Trust me."

Michael gave in and let go, Ruru going down to the floor as he felt the full weight of the blade. Cobo laughed seeing the green haired human attempt to use a new weapon, giving them their moment to plan since he knew it would do no good, "Pathetic. No matter how many tactics you try, you'll never get through my defense!", he shouted, Ruru quickly lifting it up with one hand and swung it with ease once he got used to the weight. It was quite unbelievable at how much weight it had, having never held a weapon that would slow someone down so much. But the fact that it barely slowed down his friend meant that he had grown quite a bit, "There we go...this is pretty heavy but...with this weight---whoa!", shouted Ruru, being pushed by his friend suddenly as a bullet hit the ground under him.

"Look out!", warned Michael, getting his friend out of the way of a stray bullet coming from the hallway behind him. Robots had finally begun to close in on them, firing multiple shots at the intruders. Michael dodged by jumping, retaliating with a ball of fire that exploded on contact. Ruru now had the problem of enemies from behind, getting back on his feet and looking at Michael, "Handle that fodder then. He's mine.", he ordered, the dragoon of fire having no problem with that. More robots began to walk towards them, walking over the pile of scrap the earlier robots had become.

They saw one of their targets starting to run at them, "TARGET AQUIRED, TERMINATE EURASIA", said the lead robot, firing a grenade at him. Michael blocked with his arms to shield himself from the shrapnel it would launch, jumping up and stomping on the floor in front of the lead robots, "If you want to get to my friend...you'll have to terminate my Fire Wall first!", he shouted, the robots being sent up from a sudden burst of fire coming from the ground. Every robot began shooting at the sudden wall of fire that blocked them from their target, seeing their bullets unable to penatrate the flames. His training really paid off, his firewall previously being a scare tactic to buy time for a retreat, was now strong enough to be used defensively and offensively too.

Michael then kicked the wall and knocked it over, the wall of flames falling over and splashing over the robots like a wave of water, most of them starting to melt as the flames didn't go out immediately. There was quite a bit of yelling coming from the cells, all of the prisoners wanting to get out with all of the action going on. There seemed to be more still behind, Michael charging fire in his hand and sprinting forward. In the meantime, Ruru gripped the Vierner Flamberge, pondering exactly how much stronger his attacks would be. There is the unfortunate downside to losing some speed, but the power increase should be enough, "Now...this walking target...lets see...", he thought, glad there won't be interruptions.

Cobo laughed and snorted, amused at this human's foolish thought of defeating him, "This is rich! After I kill you...your friend Eurasia will be brought to Lord N.D.. But don't worry, you'll see him in hell soon after!", he shouted, smashing a fist into the floor. Abu made sure to make the entire prison wing out of a metal that is considered indestructable to most people, the floor not bending but the whole ship began to wobble. Michael was thrown off balance for a second and many robots fell over, as well as many prisoners being tossed in their cells. Ruru merely stood there, unaffected by his show of strength as he merely hovered a few inches off the ground, "Please...your ass is going to be blown away after it's kicked and cut up.", he responded, the minotaur growling at Ruru's seemingly defiant look in his eyes.

Ruru's emerald eyes stared down the minotaur, about to swing the sword before his opponent quickly punched forward. He didn't even move however, launching an invisible beam of energy from his aura forward. The dragoon's swing was interrupted by it, knocking him off balance in which now he quickly sped forward for a hit. The massive fist clenched tight and came down on Ruru, in which he sucked his teeth and pushed the side of Cobo's fist to re-direct it. It was done with enough force to direct the hit away from him, a shockwave coming from the impact of the blow on the floor, "Nice try. Hope you liked this arm!", he exclaimed, the sword swinging horizontally to slice through the massive muscular arm.

Though to the dragoon's shock, the blade was unable to do so, merely pushing his arm away as if the sword was a stick. Sparks flew from the metal hitting his aura covered body, the minotaur growling and retaliating with a punch to Ruru's stomach. It knocked the wind out of him, launching him straight up into the cieling and making him cough, before his merely stayed in midair, "Nice one...though I knew it. You don't have the greatest guard...your so called defense was weakened after Eurasia's first hit.", he remarked, seeing a cut where he sliced, a thin one but blood was visibly dripping out, meaning he managed to cut through his aura.

"Wind is a powerful element, and if little hits won't do it, I'll just man it up and slice you with my tailwind ability after the initial hit takes off your annoying aura.", explained Ruru, now confident that he can beat him. One of the secrets to a dragoon of wind's fighting style were a combination of the headwind and tailwind abilities, which made multiple hits from a single blow possible. Before the initial blow, there is a short slice of wind, which is then followed up with another or more hits depending on the mastery of the wind after the weapon strikes the target.

Ruru flew towards his opponent, coming down on him with the Vernier Flamberge in his next attempt to subdue the N. Cypher. Cobo jumped back to dodge the attack, not having his aura that second which meant he couldn't properly block. However Ruru merely hopped off the air to follow, getting a nice but still not deep cut onto his chest, "Damn, are you made of bricks or something?", he commented out of annoyance, the fight being dragged out from him unable to get a decisive blow. The minotaur chuckled, clenching his fist and brought his aura back. Though upon recalling the defensive powers of his aura, it seemed grow more powerful than earlier, now vibrantly visible as if it was bursting out of him.

"I don't get it...it feels like its growing....Everytime I cut through it, it comes back stronger.", Ruru thought to himself, feeling a strong wind blow at him from the immense strength of Cobo's aura. He was unphased by the display of power, his short green hair blowly lightly as he readied his blade. If his enemy wouldn't go down yet, he wouldn't back down either, "Guuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! You'll never beat me! NEEEEEEEVER! LIBRA PONDO!" , he shouted, jumping straight up into the air, then suddenly kicking off what seemed to be the air with his fist coming straight down. Ruru's eyes widened, slightly surprised that he was able to perform such a feat and more so by the speed. Quickly he lowered his sword and swung upwards, retaliating back with his own attack, "Keep your hands to yourself! KROW LAVANTE!"

Wind shaped like a crow flew right at the minotaur, his fist clashing with the avian attack. It was much bigger than normal, being nearly double the size of what he was able to pull off with his old Katars, "Holy...bigger sword means bigger ass kicking crow...gives me an idea..", he wondered, preparing for the next phase of his attack. Cobo was finally pushed back, grunting hard as the sound of a crow cawing being heard when his body hit the mess hall doors. Ruru flew up into the air himself, staring down at his opponent who was unharmed but vulnerable, "Let's try this again. KROW PLONGEE!" , he exclaimed, swing the sword downwards to make yet another crow diving right at the minotaur.

Blood splattered on the doors as the hit was successful, the sound of a bull moaning in pain echoing in the halls. Michael had finally gotten rid of the seemingly annoying bunch of robots, glad that it was over with as most of them were melted scrap metal. But another problem arose as the whole ship began to shake, making the dragoon fall over, "W-whoa! What is that? Did he just make his aura even more powerful?", he wondered, seeing a robot half broken and slightly melted point its gun at him. Michael simply fired a ball of fire and smashed what was left of him, trying to get his balance as he felt the ship rock under him. He saw back at the entrance to the mess hall a strong brown glow began to dim the rest of the ship, lights flickering above him.

Suddenly his P.I.C. began to ring, not waiting for the dragoon of fire to accept the call as it just showed a holographic screen in front of him. Though it was scrambled, barely making out who was behind it, "Eurasia, what--- that pow----rge is. Stop it! It's distrupt--...ship or--.....cras---...", then the screen closed, the voice a little garbled but he knew who it was. The gist of the message made it through, the dragoon heading back to his friend. As he arrived, Ruru was bleeding from his mouth, panting a bit as his shirt was slightly torn too, "Boris! Are you alright?!", he shouted, spotting the minotaur who was hovering over the ground with a brownish, yellowish aura.

Ruru simply nodded and pointed to Cobo, as he was hit by the sudden burst of energy, "Are you blind? Of course dude. But..I don't get how he is. Kicked his ass and he won't quit. Think I will need your help to really bring him down for good.", he remarked, Michael realizing that cobo was bleeding hard, with his eyes a glowing pupiless yellow. Cobo slowly raised his hand, and merely pointed his palm at the two humans, pushing forward just a bit. The motion suddenly sent the dragoon of fire back, Ruru glaring down his opponent before slicing the air for another Krow Lavante, following up right behind it on foot as it hit its mark.

Unfortunately it actually disapated against the aura, Ruru going in to give a clean slice which hit the aura but not him. It was now so powerful that it wasn't just covering his body like a second skin, it was a like an actual shield. The recoil from the aura sent the sword flying from his hand, catching him off guard before being grabbed by the neck, "Puny...human. To think...you're making me this powerful...admirable.", he remarked, his voice sounding deeper, more feral than before. Ruru wasn't affected by the lack of oxygen, since he could force it down his throat, but the sensation of his neck starting to snap was a problem however, "Uhhg.....I get...it now...you're a berserker...the only type who...can take an asskicking...and dish it back...", he replied, his hands gripping the minotaur's wrist to try and get him off.

His hand squeezed tighter, feeling that the dragoon in his hand would soon feel death's grip along with the one he had on his neck. Before he could make the finishing blow, a red glow caught his eye, looking up to see a beam of fire catch him in the face. Although it exploded on his aura, it was enough to startle and blind him, making him drop the dragoon of wind who fell to the ground, then quickly flew back while coughing, "That's for the cheap shot you jerk!", shouted Michael, having his blade in his hand and squeezing it tight while wiping the blood from his nose and lips. Although he knew that it did nothing to Cobo, their options were getting limited.

"Yo dude, we gotta end this. Abu said that he's gonna make this place fall to the planet with the power he's giving out. I think I have a plan that could work.", he explained to his friend, patting him on the back. Ruru gave a thumbs up, ready to hear what he had in mind, "I got two shots left of my charge beams....I think one could break his aura...but i can't shoot two consecutively. Your wind has more penetrating power than my fire...lets combine them and show him the true power of teamwork.", continued Michael, his blade starting to glow red and pulse out power, a redish aura starting to become apparent, as if the sword its self was on fire.

This talk of teamwork sounded like a bad after school special thought Ruru, but he did have a point. Their powers melded together quite well, and added with their natural synergy of usually being in tune with each other made their combination unbeatable, "You're talking about that old thing...our "Combination Play" right? Been awhile...but I think we got it. A berserker like him can only take so much before going down...lets end it with one more shot!", shouted Ruru as Cobo launched another blow from his aura. But the two were ready, separating for a moment to avoid getting hit. The metal on the floor showed a dent, a sign how of powerful it was considering most of their attacks could barely scratch the metal the hallway was lined with.

Michael then gripped his Vierner Sword tightly, making sure his feet were ready to take the strong recoil of the his secret weapon, "Cobo! This ends here! CHARGED VIERNER BEAM!", he yelled with valor as he swung his sword. With the hallway as thin as it was, there was no place to hide from the massive beam of fire that nearly blew the dragoon back from how much power was behind. All of the lights shorted out as it travelled at high speed right at the minotaur. His eyes widened as he took the blow head on, being dragged along the floor slowly while his aura was helping him withstand the attack. Slowly he was pushed back, until he was pinned against the door to the mess hall.

Once more the ship began to shake, Cobo growling and roaring as his power continued to grow slowly. The dragoon of fire panted, the sudden burst of energy a bit taxing, but also surprised that his opponent was actually keeping his strongest blast at bay. However he quickly handed his sword to his friend, Ruru smirking and rising into the air a good 10 inches, "Alright then. If you think that's tough, lets see how you handle this ass kicking! Now Mike!", shouted Ruru, Michael placing his hands on the floor and bringing up another fire wall, "FIRE WALL! LETS DO IT!" , he replied, the flames burning hot as the dragoon of wind spun in mid air, before slicing the wind.

"COUP EN FEU: VIERNER KROW!" , the duo shouted, A massive Crow shaped slice of wind flying right through the fire. Though this time was spinning, looking elegant as a phoenix as it burned through the air. Cobo was just about to break free from the first blast, his aura growing another level before seeing a bright flash of light, "KAW MOTHER FUCKER!" , shouted Ruru, glad to see that the attack came out as he pictured it, crashing right into its target.

Though Michael quickly jumped up to grab his friend, pulling him down once the attack expired and a huge explosion filling the entire hallway with fire, "Dude, get in my aura!", warned Michael, pulling down his friend and keeping him safe with his flame aura, to shield from the explosion. Ruru pushed his friend back slightly, looking around as everything around him but the area between himself and his friend was all flames, "Heh, Sorry man. I don't like you like that. You know I only like ladies in my "aura".", he joked with a chuckle while handing back his sword. Michael punched him playfully in the stomach for that remark, considering that he wouldn't have survived the fire coming from the blast without him to negate any oncoming heat.

After a good 10 seconds, the fire subsided, nothing but smoke and a pitch black hallway in front of them as all of the lights behind them melted away. Even most of the prisoners ended up with some severe burns, a few smart ones hiding behind their beds to once they heard the explosion. There was the light sound of cawing coming from ahead where Cobo was, coming from the bit of fire still burning but just barely. The dragoons coughed lightly at the smoke, light coming from ahead which confused the two. Together they ran forward through the thick black smoke, seeing that they forced the door open.

Nothing but a burned corpse remained of their opponent, his body completely black and having a hole through his chest, "Told you I'd kick your ass. Though...burned ass still counts as getting kicked right?", asked Ruru, looking at Cobo before looking at his friend. Michael raised an eyebrow at the question, then looking ahead to see long tables all pushed to the side from the recent explosion. The side of it was impressively large, probably the size of an airplane hanger. Nothing of interest was in their sights so far, seeing broken chairs and tables before something caught their eye. At the end of the hall was a black looking box.

Though the box its self was the size of a shack, lacking any doors or windows, it was large enough to fight two or three people, "Yo is that it? My P.I.C. is pointing right at it....", wondered Michael, putting a hand on it and not feeling any switches or panels at all. He decided on the other tactic of summoning his sword once more to make his own door. The blade sliced 5 times, sparks flying in a star shaped flash from the fast cuts. However it proved to be ineffective, only seeing scratch marks where he cut, "Whoa...what is this metal? I can't cut it!", remarked Michael, thinking of it was made of the same metal his blade was.

Ruru walked forward and examined the cut marks, his fingers tracing over the slight indents and then just sighing, "Whatever man. If we can't open it, lets just take the whole thing with us. He should be done by now I think.", recommended Ruru, grabbing his P.I.C. to get the teleportation program ready. Though as he pressed the screen, it suddenly exploded, making him grunt in surprise and shake his hand, getting the flames off, "What the hell! What was that?!", he shouted, getting only minimal burns on his hands.

Michael quickly looked up, then around, not seeing anything before turning to the side. He turned and ran into someone's chest, seeing black which was the color of the shirt this person was wearing. The dragoon quickly jumped back, but reacted too late, getting a strong fist to the face which immediately turned into an explosion. Ruru got a little distracted by the sudden mishap, getting wind around his fist and annoyed he didn't counter attack fast enough to help his friend, "Mike! Damnit!", he yelled, swinging both arms and launching two smaller looking bird like wind slices.

Though within the blink of an eye, they blew up, making Ruru hover back a bit to make some distance, "Shurikens?...No they're...not the right shape.", he muttered, raising a hand to cause a strong wind to deflect more projectiles and causing them to hit the walls. Michael crashed right into a bunch of tables, taking a few seconds to get on his feet after rubbing his face. Quickly he gripped his sword and saw the person in front of him in full. It was a Red horned Dragon, one of similar height to Shyranrya which he guessed to be 10 feet tops, but no wings, which meant he was a terriestrial dragon or they were tucked away. Though the one thing they noticed was the outfit he wore, one similar to the N. Cyphers which meant that he was an enemy.

As the dragoons prepared to fight, a bright flash of light blinded the area for a moment, the two covering their eyes before things became clear. The lone dragon became part of a group, a familar one to the dragoons which turned their situation to the worse possible one, "Still the rookie there I see. But I have to admit, that's fine attack power you have now buddy boy.", remarked the dragon standing beside the entire team of N. Cyphers. Vigaro, Gaspasde were among them, but there were more that either dragoon had yet to meet. A black elephant with a red striped trunk, and Green Striped tiger, all dressed in black vests, pants with the logo of N.D. on the top left hand corner of their shirts.

"Buddy...boy?....", remarked Michael, his eyes going wide and his hands shaking lightly. Ruru spit at the floor and wasn't phased, but as he saw his friend looking nervous, it started to worry him, "Dude, you can't crack under the pressure. Focus man!", he said to encourage his friend. The dragon laughed and was enjoying taunting his old foe, happy that he took the assignment of coming straight to the action and hoping to finish the job. The tiger scoffed, his eyes entirely black except for green pupils, giving him a rather ominous gaze, "This is the sap who beat my brother? Baltro is more of a pathetic excuse for a Cypher than I thought. He's already quaking in his boots Sangre.", he remarked, not pleased at all with seeing the one who soundly defeated and nearly killed Baltro.

"Sangre?", uttered the dragoon of fire, the name almost confirming what he was thinking. Michael gritted his teeth, lowering his head slightly as he looked at the dragon, his fear turning to anger as he nearly dropped his sword, "S-Sangre...you...you're "Red scales"?!....", questioned the dragoon, the dragon simply laughing as he knew that this human could never forget, "Hehehe...you remember. You were just a fledgling when I first saw you. Before your brother got in my way of my plans and getting rid of you.", he responded, pointing his claws right at the red haired dragoon.

Memories of his past flooded to him, ones that haunted him for years and never left his mind. Ruru thought for a moment, taking a few seconds to hit him, "This guy...Sangre. I remember now...he's the one who killed your brother...your first mission. You're a real asshole to not be dead right now you know that?", retorted the dragoon of wind, now seeing why his friend nearly fell apart now. That dragon was the reason why his friend nearly gave up on being a dragoon, but there was a huge question on his mind, "Though...that brings up a few questions..How did you survive that encounter with Abyssion? Or Were you working with Abyssion from the start?"

The dragon clenched his fist, and then scoffed at the question, never in a million years would he allow himself to work with a human, "Please, don't even think that. The pathetic human in there foiled my goal that day and left me to die. I was certain he was dead as well...but fate spared both of us. I came down here to kill Abyssion myself to be honest. Since he didn't let me kill you, might as well finish the job on him! Ba-ha-ha-ha-ha!" , he laughed, Ruru sucking his teeth at the answer but glad that he wasn't working with his friend's brother. It's already bad enough mentally for Michael so far he thought, and with his P.I.C. out of commission, that left only his bud's.

Michael's anger skyrocketed, his tension reaching peak levels as fire erupted around him, going from red orange to blue. The heat made Ruru back away a bit, seeing the floor beneath the dragoon of fire scorching hot but not melting. Michael dropped his sword and clenched his fist, the blue fire emanating from him brightening the room with a warm blue light, "YOU WANT TO FINISH THE JOB HUH?! WHY DON'T YOU START WITH ME FIRST!" , he shouted with all of his might, blasting forward with a line of blue flames trailing behind him and a shock-wave that pushed his friend Ruru back, "Dude, Calm down! Don't run in so recklessly!" , he yelled as he covered his face to protect himself from the intense heat.

Sangre raised an eyebrow from the dragoon's anger, about to raise his hands before getting a strong punch, one that on contact exploded in the middle of the group. The entire room was engulfed in flame, Ruru being blasted out into the hallway on fire from the attack in which he quickly dispelled with an incredibly strong tatsumaki, "God damnit Mike! Swear...losing control of your power like that...you'll hurt people indiscriminately. That blast was strong though...you better be okay and those Cyphers crippled hopefully.", he muttered, seeing his wife-beater slightly burned and his pants as well.

To be continued....