Chapter 16

Dust and steam mingled in the air as Roshi, in the majestic form of his Bijuu, the four-tailed Son Goku, began to rise. The battle between the ancient beasts with immense powers had transformed the landscape into a war zone where even the slightest movement could have devastating consequences.

Kurama, with agility that belied his enormous size, didn't give Roshi time to fully regain his balance. With a tail that sliced through the air like a blade, he struck Roshi with a heavy blow. The force of the impact was such that Son Goku's face was marked with a red wound, and his colossal body was thrown backward, hitting the ground with an impact that reverberated like an earthquake, shaking the earth and raising a cloud of dust.

As Roshi struggled to rise again, Kurama took the opportunity to execute an unexpected move. With a shake of his body, sand began to emerge from his fur, as if each strand was a tiny source of the desert itself. The sand swirled around Roshi, quickly covering him, until only his head remained visible above the layer that trapped him.

"Stay put there," said Kurama authoritatively, his voice echoing with the strength of a Bijuu who knew his own powers well.

Kurama then turned his attention to Kokuo, who was charging towards him, fury and determination shining in his eyes. Kokuo's hooves pounded the ground forcefully, propelling him forward, while one of his horns glowed with a dangerous light, suggesting he intended to pierce Kurama with a deadly blow.

The tension between the legendary beasts continued to grow, with each movement on the battlefield bringing new surprises and revelations. Kurama's belly began to swell abnormally, as if an immense and uncontrollable power was about to be unleashed. Kokuo, with his eyes wide, recognized the imminent sign of a devastating attack, a move that should not belong in Kurama's arsenal.

Without warning, Kurama spit out a ball of air with impressive speed towards Kokuo. With quick reflexes, Kokuo leaped to the side, narrowly dodging the sphere that whizzed by the space where he had been seconds earlier. The air ball collided with a distant mountain, exploding and creating more destruction in the already ravaged landscape.

"That's from Shukaku, the sand too, how did you get that?" Kokuo exclaimed, confused and cautious. He knew that these abilities were characteristic of the one-tailed Bijuu, not the powerful nine-tails Kurama.

Kokuo barely had time to process the situation, as from Kurama's fur, a sea of sand began to flow towards him, like an unrelenting storm that swallowed everything in its path.

Kurama, watching the chaos he was unleashing with a satisfied smile, said with a tone of authority and a mischievous glint in his eyes, "I'm not going to tell you, I don't feel like it, but it's amazing, isn't it?"

His smile widened even further, reflecting the wild joy of battle. Kurama was, without a doubt, enjoying the opportunity to demonstrate the power he had apparently acquired, powers that defied the natural laws that governed the Bijuus.

Kokuo, feeling the pressure of the approaching sand sea, knew he had to act quickly. With energy boiling inside him, he released a blast of steam, dramatically increasing his speed in an attempt to escape the relentless reach of the sand. He advanced with incredible velocity, but even this did not seem to be enough.

Realizing he would not be able to avoid the approaching sea of sand, Kokuo turned to face the challenge head-on and plunged directly into it. Using his sharpened head as a spear, he tried to pierce through the tide of grains, but to his surprise, Kurama was already in front of him, waiting for this exact moment.

With a quick and precise movement, Kurama delivered a powerful punch with his furry paw, hitting Kokuo directly in the face. The impact was so powerful that Kokuo was thrown backward, landing on the ground with a dull thump, raising a cloud of dust and debris.

Before Kokuo could recover, Kurama began to fire a series of mini Bijuu Dama at him. The concentrated chakra spheres hit Kokuo one after another, each exploding upon contact and releasing a devastating force upon the body of the five-tailed Bijuu.

Unable to withstand the continuous barrage, Kokuo finally succumbed to the darkness of unconsciousness, and the majestic figure of the Bijuu began to dissolve into smoke, revealing the unconscious body of his jinchuuriki, Han. The great warrior lay motionless, his faint breathing indicating that he was still alive, but clearly out of the fight.

Kurama, now standing over the battlefield filled with signs of destruction, looked down at Han with a complex gaze. "That was a good fight," he said, his voice resonating with a mix of respect and satisfaction for the battle he had just fought.

Then, with a sigh that seemed to carry a hint of regret, Kurama added, "I'm sorry." He lowered his head for a moment, acknowledging the weight of the violence and the cost of the power he had just used.

So then, lifting his head with a mischievous glint in his eyes, Kurama concluded in a lighter tone, "But not too much." After all, for a Bijuu like Kurama, combat was a fundamental part of his existence, and power was an aspect of his nature that he could not deny.

Kurama started walking towards the place where Son Goku, in the form of Roshi, was trapped in the sand he had conjured himself. The sand tightened more and more, and Roshi struggled in vain to free himself. Kurama approached and looked down at the jinchuuriki who still tried to break free.

"Now it's your turn," said Kurama, with a voice that echoed authority and a touch of irony.

Narrowing his eyes, the world around Kurama started to dissolve, and in the blink of an eye, he found himself in a place of enigmatic ruins under a blue sky. At the center of this location, a large red monkey with tails resembling octopus tentacles stood out imposingly. It was Son Goku in his bijuu form, but not in control.

"It's been a while, brother," spoke Kurama, observing Son Goku with a penetrating gaze. "I see you haven't been doing very well."

Son Goku looked back, his eyes reflecting frustration and defiance. "Did you come here just to mock me? You must be feeling very good about yourself, aren't you?"

Kurama chuckled softly, a sound that reverberated through the ruins. "Yes, I am doing well. Very well, since I'm proving that I am the strongest bijuu. I've already defeated two bijuus today. How could I not be happy?"

Son Goku growled, clearly annoyed by Kurama's arrogance. "I am not happy at all. You only defeated the boy who is controlling my form, not me. So, you haven't defeated me. Stop being so full of yourself because you're not all that."

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