14 TRAPPED NOWHERE TO GO

"What's going on. What did she just do," asked Roho as they all came to the centre where Balkisa was undergoing a transformation?

The bartender gazed at both Roho and Keiser. " brace yourselves. Whatever comes out from there is no good news for us. Someone must have given them a merging technique. A powerful one at that."

"A merging technique!! What is that? I have never heard of it before." asked Keiser as he stared at the huge water ball that was spinning at an astonishing speed. They were drawings circling around them. Written in an old language that was unknown to Keiser.

"It's a forbidden spell. one that robs away people of their soul power. The very essence of a Siris. It merges the souls of two or more people together by using their own life force and soul power as the energy to hold the souls together. They will have an explosive power for a short while, however, they would be bedridden after that, never to have the ability to use soul power." The bartender had a look of disgust in his face. He abhorred these kinds of techniques.

"Why did they all use the same water-based technique. Is there any reason for that or are they all related."? Roho looked at the bartender. He had a guess and wasn't sure if they have been gathering all kind of information about the power and influence of the Usman clan.

The bartender nodded his head." of course, there is a reason for that. Normally they are to fight together and only by doing so could they totally overpower an opponent. The sixth ranked disciple had the ability to fight in close combat and specialised in it, which was the one who entered the restaurant. The seventh disciple had the ability to confuse the enemies and aid the first disciple through his illusions. The twins were meant to act as assassins, using stealth and their advantage in speed to retreat and advance whenever there is an opening in the enemy's stance. The fifth disciple had the ability to attack from a long range. Her name is Balkisa, she is quite close to the first disciple. one that has awakened his gift through other means."

" That explains a lot. But why did they choose to fight separately if they knew that?" asked Keiser as he tilted his head, his hand on his chin, confused by the actions of the disciples.

" Well I guess we should ask her. No, it's them now." Roho already in his stance. ready for the enemy. " You guys stay back I will fight them myself."

That's not fair. Roho, let me on the fun as well." Keiser smiled. His light sword in his hand flickering in and out of existence.

"What a careless bunch. Do you like to fight that much? We could all just fight together. It will raise our possibility of winning."

"Of course, we do." said both men at the same time!!"

Keiser looked towards the sky and his eyes felt distant4. his mind already in the strange Island. Back when he held a weapon and fought everyone just for the sake. He was just like a demon unleashed to the world with no purpose except to destroy and kill. He came across a strong beast man warrior. One he could not defeat in battle and wits. He was faster, stronger and smarter than him. They fought for three days and night without rest.

At the end Keiser found himself laying on the floor facing the sky. Blood and wounds all over his body. He was barely conscious.

The beast man walked towards Keiser with heavy footsteps and said," My name is Simba. I had the most wonderful fight with you. Devil of light. You can always come and fight me. However, you will never defeat me unless you find your purpose of wielding the sword."

Keiser shook his head, awakening from the brief flashback and pushed the memory back to the depths of his mind. He looked at the bartender. "Fighting just for the sake has no honour in it, however when you are fighting for something you believe in or fighting to protect someone. then, you have the right to risk your life and speak about your dreams. Right Simba!!"

The enforcers were subdued. They surrendered throwing their weapons to the floor. one after the other, metallic sounds produced from the weapons hitting the floor rang across the battlefield. The happy gang members tied all of them up and escorted them into the restaurant. They were all exhausted, none had the energy to roar a victory shout or perhaps they were waiting for the final showdown between the captains and the disciples.

` LONG LIVE THE USMAN CLAN` LONG LIVE THE USMAN CLAN` A shout and heavy footsteps of dozens of people could be heard and seen by all those that were involved in the battle. Whatever hope that planted itself inside the hearts of the gang member and the brave civilians disappeared for they just sensed their deaths in the hands of the strong 100 men army that were approaching with more than two spirit canons and a commander leading them.

The huge water ball stopped spanning and splashed all its water to the surrounding, destroying the buildings and causing severe injuries to whoever it hit. A being that no longer looked like a human stepped out when all the water disappeared. It had six arms and six eyes, all of which were different in colour. The body seemed to be of a female as it had breasts on its chest, however, it also had a dark sharp metal like thing on its chin. Smoke wheezed out from its mouth when it opened it apart.

" That's it. We are finished, we can no longer fight anymore. We are exhausted while back up has come for the enemies." said the civilians and some of the members of happy gang as they held their arms on their faces.

There was nowhere for them to run anymore except for the oceans, however, that was no longer possible as the army of Vespa was already at their door.

Death was beaconing to them.