THE WRATH OF A GENTLE HEART

The sight of her blood ignited a furious rage within Guion. In an instant, he seized his own face, his emotions boiling over, and leaped skyward, soaring far away from the train station. While chaos erupted among the panicked crowd, Erick emerged, swiftly taking Annika into his arms. Guion's powerful leap had propelled Fear out of the city, casting him into a desolate wasteland devoid of life. When they crash-landed, the ground trembled violently, causing a chain of mountains to collapse. The reverberations of their descent were felt across multiple cities, as if they were all teetering on the brink of disaster.

They sprang to their feet, ready to engage in a ferocious battle, each intent on bringing the other to their end. For the first time in his life, Guion's eyes blazed with murderous intent, his body radiating heat that scorched the very air around him, creating shimmering mirages. As he opened his mouth, a cloud of white smoke billowed forth; he was a predator, thirsting for blood. His clothes shredded upon transformation, leaving him clad only in tattered trousers that hung precariously from his frame.

With a primal roar, he charged Fear with unrelenting force, aiming to kill without a moment's hesitation. His claws extended like those of a furious bear, lunging straight for Fear's throat. But Fear sidestepped just in time, delivering a devastating slap to Guion's back while he was still airborne, sending him crashing a considerable distance away. Yet Guion managed to regain his composure mid-fall, landing deftly on his feet and retaliating with astonishing speed. Despite their size difference, Fear matched Guion's monstrous velocity, and the two exchanged a flurry of blows.

As the battle raged on, Guion's true power began to emerge. Fear realized that all this time, Guion had been discovering his own potential, and attacking him recklessly could prove fatal. Nevertheless, driven by a desire to test his theory, Fear launched a series of powerful strikes. The winds howled in response to the sheer force of his punches, but Guion evaded them with remarkable agility, using his sharp claws to scale Fear like a lizard ascending a tree.

After numerous futile attempts to dislodge him, Guion finally reached Fear's head, perching himself on his shoulders. With his legs wrapped tightly around Fear's neck and his tail pinning one of his arms behind his back, Guion began to rain down blows upon Fear's skull with a ferocity that could have felled an Overwhelm. For the first time, Fear experienced pain, a sensation that sent him into a frenzied panic. He thrashed about, desperately trying to dislodge Guion as he slammed him into massive boulders, but Guion held firm, scratching at Fear's face with claws that burrowed deep into his skull.

The irritation grew unbearable, pushing Fear to the brink of desperation. He unleashed a deafening roar that sent bats scattering from their roosts and summoned vultures to circle ominously above. In a fit of rage, he thrust his colossal claws into Guion's spine, hurling him a great distance before spreading his vast wings and ascending into the sky.

Guion quickly regained his footing and leaped toward Fear, seizing his tail and yanking him back down. When Fear struck the ground, Guion latched onto his head, claws embedded in Fear's lower jaw, and spun him around in a dizzying three-hundred-sixty-degree arc before launching him into a mountain. Guion followed suit, fists raised, preparing to deliver a powerful punch. But Fear retaliated, landing a blow that sent Guion crashing into the rocky interior of the mountain, where he clung to a large rock, hanging precariously.

In the dim light of the cave, his markings and fangs glinted ominously. Guion prowled around Fear like a predator, exploiting the confines of the cavern to his advantage. The space was perfect for him a smaller, quicker combatant while Fear struggled to maneuver due to his immense size. Despite his glowing eyes, Fear narrowly evaded Guion's reckless assaults. Every time he attempted to take flight, Guion would drag him back down, fearing that the battle would end in his demise.

As the fight continued, Fear's power surged, and he finally managed to intercept one of Guion's attacks, gripping his head with a vice-like hold that left Guion struggling to escape. With a powerful beat of his wings, Fear ascended miles above the mountain, the force of his flight causing the very earth to tremble beneath them. He soared through the clouds, then released Guion, leaving him vulnerable to Fear's onslaught.

As the sky transformed into Fear's hunting ground, he unleashed a barrage of strikes, pinning Guion in place. Though Guion sustained numerous injuries, his regeneration was unparalleled; unlike Fear, his wounds closed almost as soon as they were inflicted. It might have seemed as though he was on the verge of defeat, but he was merely biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to unleash an unpredictable counterattack.

As Fear prepared for a powerful slap, Guion revealed his hidden weapon sharp, spear-like bones protruded from his spine, piercing through Fear's hand and anchoring him to Guion's back. "Rrrr!" Fear roared in agony, yanking at Guion with his other hand in a desperate attempt to break free. With a surge of determination, Guion jumped onto Fear's shoulders, wrapping his tail around his neck, tightening it relentlessly.

Fear struggled in vain, trying to dislodge Guion by pulling at his tail, but Guion was relentless, pummelling him in the head until Fear finally succumbed to the onslaught. When they crashed to the ground, the impact was cataclysmic, sending shockwaves rippling through the land, boiling the earth like a massive ocean wave and ravaging the territory beyond recognition. The explosion was as devastating as a nuclear blast, leaving nothing standing, only a vast circle of cracks radiating outward from the epicentre.

In that moment, Fear realized that Guion was no ordinary Overwhelm. The legends of the Blind One were not mere tales; they were truths. Trembling in fear, he understood that no matter how fiercely he fought, victory was a distant dream. The spectre of death loomed large, and he was paralyzed by terror.

Empowered by his fright, Fear summoned the full extent of his might as one of the Big Five. He hurled Guion off him, laying him down before launching himself into the sky, aiming for the city. Though Guion recovered quickly, Fear was already soaring high above. Yet Guion refused to relent. He shot two long, bone-like projectiles at Fear, piercing through his right upper wing and forcing him downward like a diver plunging into the depths of the ocean.

As Fear's wing regenerated from the massive holes, he used the remaining wings to slow his descent, continuing toward the city. Upon arrival, he had fully recovered, hovering above the tallest skyscrapers. Before he could stabilize his flight, Guion erupted from the asphalted road like an active volcano, sending cars crashing into one another. He leaped from building to building, launching himself at Fear and spearing him from the sky, obliterating the roadway upon impact.

Guion quickly regained his footing, glaring at Fear with unyielding determination. Fear rose as well, spreading his wings violently, sweeping away people and cars in a single motion. His largest feathers shot out, slicing through four buildings with ease. As they crumbled, panic ensued. People fled from their vehicles, while others captured the chaos on their phones, oblivious to the cataclysm unfolding around them.