Dimensional Descent

Raj and Zephyr were sent flying out into the courtyard and the grassy lands that surrounded the tree house, or so it seemed. It was hard to tell who was flying whom because the way they hand clenched around one another's necks made it impossible to do so.

They crashed with a boom, separating suddenly as Zephyr pulled out a blade. Raj's aura rippled and the world around them seemed to darken.

Zephyr's heart skipped a beat, but by then, four palms of Chaotic Particle Force had appeared in the air. It looked like silvery black beads of polished sand had come together to form the incarnations of a devil's hands. Almost instantly, they crashed down.

Raj saw red.

"You son of a bitch, you think you can cuck me? I'm going to rip you a new asshole! Let's see if she still likes you after your face is a meat patty!"

Zephyr quickly brandished a blade, Water Force pooling around him spirals as he began a dance. Unfortunately, whatever dance he had prepared was completely stifled.

Two of the palms grabbed onto the snaking rivers of water and ripped them apart, sending a rain of benign water into the surroundings. At the same time, the remaining two surged forward, one slamming against the ground with a BANG! and the other slapping at Zephyr.

The world rolled and whined, wind being moved about with such speed and forcefulness and the air pressure alone left deep trenches in the ground.

Raj's two palms of Earth Force collided at the same time.

Zephyr's balance was thrown off by the shaking ground, and that left him unable to do much else other than leap backward, hoping to mitigate some of the damage.

He couldn't.

His blade shattered and inner organs trembled, blood pooling out from his lips as his back slammed against the thick hide of a tree.

His body shuddered as he slipped down, barely managing to catch a glimpse of Raj coating himself in an armor of sparkling silver-black particles as he gave him a leaping kick into the chest.

could be so

was damn near a perfect

like an Oompa Loompa turned ballerina

to hear anything at all

dammit! You weak piece of shit, shouldn't you have three heads and six

dough. The latter had already stopped fighting back, but Raj didn't seem to notice, his rage building like a towering tempest.

Half-Spirituals were

prejudice against humans... at least not in the normal sense. If not, why would they come to an event hosted by one? However, they still had their biases and they naturally believed that humans could live in harmony with them because they allowed it, because they

get beaten up by a human like that... and even the fact it was Zephyr, who had placed well

alerted those deeper on the inside and Savahn

widened. "Raj! What are you

rushed down

made Raj angrier. "Dammit! If you protect this piece of trash, I swear I'll never talk to

She looked toward Aina and Savahn helplessly, trying to get some help. She really didn't

been saved, he fell into another pit of despair. Hadn't Yuri come to help him? Why was she just standing there

Zephyr by his neck, huffing

of bruises, broken bones and blood rolled to a

back to you in one piece. Shouldn't you be thanking

Yuri blinked. "Boyfriend?"

froze, then coughed.

down at Zephyr, then back

"You..."