Storm Hawk’s Flight and the Wrath of the Flood Dragons

Raja leaned back on thin air, his confident smirk refusing to falter as he watched the majestic Storm Hawk cut through the sky like a divine arrow. It was an odd sight—this celestial predator of the air flying as if it had an urgent appointment with destiny. Raja's instincts tingled. This bird wasn't just any bird.

"This Hawk is divine, no doubt about it. The kind that leads you to hidden treasure or a holy mountain. And if it's leading me anywhere, I'm following," Raja declared, pointing dramatically to the sky.

Without hesitation, he activated his Sky Walk, the ethereal steps materializing beneath his feet as he bolted after the bird like a kid chasing an ice cream truck.

Tsundere's Reluctant Start

Behind him, the ice-cold guardian Tsundere rolled her eyes. Her long silver hair rippled in the wind as her frosty expression deepened.

"Why am I stuck babysitting a lunatic who thinks chasing birds is an adventure?" she muttered, crossing her arms.

Raja, without breaking stride (or step), yelled back, "Adventure calls! You're just mad you didn't think of it first."

"I am obligated to protect you, not follow you into stupidity for three months," Tsundere snapped, though the annoyance in her voice couldn't quite hide the curiosity that glimmered in her eyes.

The Chase Begins

Moments later, Tsundere sighed heavily. "Fine. But don't blame me if we end up in a nest of murderous beasts." She shot into the air with a burst of icy energy, easily catching up to Raja.

Raja glanced at her, a playful grin lighting up his face. "See? You're already having fun!"

"Fun isn't the word I'd use," she muttered, though her movements were effortlessly graceful as she surged forward.

The Storm Hawk glanced back, clearly annoyed by its two airborne stalkers. With a powerful screech, it flapped its wings and sped up, leaving trails of shimmering turbulence in its wake.

"Oh, so it's a race now?" Raja said, his eyes gleaming with determination.

"More like an 'I'm not getting caught' situation," Tsundere quipped, matching the bird's pace with apparent ease. "Though if it tires out, we'll catch it eventually."

Raja couldn't help but marvel at her fluid movements. Her grace belied the icy edge to her personality. He tucked that observation away for future banter.

Hours of Relentless Pursuit

As the pursuit stretched over vast kilometers, Raja and Tsundere flew over mountain ranges, stormy seas, and even past what looked suspiciously like a dragon sunbathing on a peak.

"This is like the scenic route to death," Raja muttered, his face stinging from high-altitude winds.

"Don't get poetic now," Tsundere shot back, though she seemed unbothered by the harsh conditions.

Eventually, the Hawk's speed began to falter. It flapped slower, each wingbeat heavier than the last.

Trouble Emerges

As the pair closed in, Raja's excitement soared. "Finally, we're catching up! I knew this bird was hiding something special."

But just as he was about to reach out, the ground below exploded in a flash of silver light. Two colossal Flood Dragons shot into the air, their scales glinting like liquid mercury.

"Well, this escalated quickly," Raja muttered.

The male dragon snarled, its voice echoing like thunder. "You dare trespass on sacred lands, chasing what belongs to the Dragon God?"

"We were just sightseeing!" Raja offered, though his tone was more mischievous than apologetic.

Tsundere Takes Charge

Sensing the brewing storm, Tsundere reacted in a heartbeat. She pushed Raja backward with an icy blast, sending him hurtling several kilometers away.

"Do you have to launch me every time?" he yelled, his voice fading into the distance.

The male Flood Dragon turned its attention to Tsundere. "A human dares face us alone? Foolish."

Tsundere's lips curled into a smirk. "You talk too much for an overgrown worm."

The battle began in earnest. The dragons unleashed torrents of wind, creating tornadoes that tore through the skies. Tsundere dodged effortlessly, her movements a blur of icy precision.

A History of Wrath

Amidst the chaos, the female dragon roared, her voice heavy with sorrow. "Humans once killed our child! Your kind knows no mercy, so neither shall we!"

"Well, that explains the anger issues," Raja said to himself, still watching from a safe distance.

Tsundere's Ice Domain

As the fight escalated, Tsundere activated her Frozen Cloud Domain, an awe-inspiring field of frost that slowed the dragons' movements. The temperature plummeted, frost crystallizing even in midair.

"This should cool your temper," Tsundere said, her tone as cold as her magic.

The dragons struggled, their movements sluggish. Yet, even weakened, their raw power made it impossible for Tsundere to land a decisive blow.

The Turning Tide

As the battle wore on, Tsundere's energy began to wane. The dragons noticed her faltering movements and laughed, their voices dripping with malice.

"Tired already, little human?" the male dragon taunted. "Your ice may chill, but it cannot kill."

Realizing she was outmatched, Tsundere prepared to unleash her ultimate move, the forbidden Zeroth Aurora. The technique would annihilate her enemies—but at the cost of her life.

Raja Returns

Before she could act, a familiar voice rang out.

"Hold that dramatic death scene!"

Raja appeared, his Supreme King Haki exploding outward. The sheer pressure of his aura froze the dragons mid-roar. Their enormous bodies trembled as fear gripped them for the first time in centuries.

"What... is this power?" the male dragon stammered, his voice shaking.

Raja smirked. "Just a little something to get your attention."

With a theatrical snap of his fingers, Raja summoned his partner, the legendary True Fire Dragon. A massive roar echoed across the sky as the crimson-scaled beast materialized, its presence exuding authority.

The Flood Dragons' eyes widened in shock.

"The Fire Dragon? An Emperor Profound Level beast?" the female dragon whispered.

The male dragon growled, "Why do you ally with this human?!"

The Fire Dragon chuckled, its voice a deep rumble. "Ally? He defeated me when he was just a True Profound Realm brat. I follow because I'd rather not be roasted alive."

Raja decided to play with Dragons and made an Offer that he will combat the Dragons with only his Body not using his Profound Strength and if they win they can do whatever they want with him.

Red Dragon snort, as he already become a victim to Raja's Plan Once and The Flood Dragons became enraged by the offer and decided to teach the Human a lesson why they are called Dragons.

The sun dipped below the horizon as the skies above the rocky expanse darkened, the fierce winds swirling with ominous energy. Raja stood tall, his black-and-gold sword shimmering faintly on his back, though he didn't reach for it. He would face this battle bare-handed—an ultimate test of his Tempest Breathing technique and his mastery of Haki.

Across from him loomed the two Flood Dragons, their silver scales glinting with an otherworldly sheen. Their massive forms circled ominously, the ground trembling under the weight of their rage.

The male dragon bared its fangs, its voice a guttural rumble. "Human, your audacity to challenge us will be your undoing."

Raja smirked, his confidence unshaken. "Audacity? No. Consider this your wake-up call."

The male dragon roared, lunging forward with its massive claws aimed at Raja. But Raja's Observation Haki flared, allowing him to perceive the attack's trajectory. With a fluid motion, he sidestepped the strike, leaving only an afterimage in his place.

Raja retaliated with Thunderstrike Palm, his hand glowing with electric energy. The strike slammed into the dragon's forearm, a shockwave rippling outward. Sparks of lightning danced across its scales, momentarily stunning the creature and forcing it to recoil.

"Not bad for a gnat," growled the female dragon, her serpentine body coiling as she shot a torrent of wind blades toward Raja.

Raja exhaled sharply, his breath perfectly controlled through Tempest Breathing. Pivoting on his heel, he spun into a Tornado Fist, the vortex of air generated by his strike colliding with the wind blades and neutralizing them. The resulting shockwave kicked up a storm of dust and debris.

The male dragon took to the skies, its colossal wings creating gale-force winds that threatened to throw Raja off balance. Its counterpart followed, both dragons circling above like apex predators hunting their prey.

But Raja wasn't prey. He leaped into the air, skywalking with controlled bursts of psychokinetic force. Meeting the dragons at their altitude, he unleashed Storm Surge Kick, his leg arcing upward with the force of a tidal wave. The kick struck the female dragon's jaw, forcing her head to whip back as she roared in pain.

Seizing the moment, Raja twisted mid-air, delivering a Hurricane Heel to the male dragon's wing. The impact created a crackling shockwave, destabilizing the creature's flight. The dragon roared in fury, spiraling downward before regaining its balance.

Enraged, the male dragon unleashed a barrage of elemental attacks, its claws glowing with fiery energy. Raja evaded with precision, each movement a calculated step informed by his Observation Haki. But the dragons weren't just relying on brute strength—they were cunning.

As Raja dodged the male dragon's strikes, the female dragon flanked him, her tail whipping toward him with alarming speed. The force of the blow sent Raja hurtling toward the ground, where he landed in a crouch, the earth cracking beneath him.

"Not bad," he muttered, wiping a trickle of blood from his lip. "But playtime's over."

Raja's Armament Haki coated his fists and legs in an ebony sheen, the golden thunder markings on his body glowing with renewed vigor. He dashed forward, his movements a blur as he closed the distance to the male dragon.

With a deep breath, he unleashed Tempest Breaker, his fist colliding with the dragon's chest. The impact was cataclysmic, a thunderous boom echoing as the force of the strike sent the dragon crashing into the ground. The earth split open, creating a massive crater where the beast lay momentarily stunned.

Before the female dragon could react, Raja spun toward her, his fists a flurry of motion as he alternated between Thunderstrike Palm and Tornado Fist. Each strike chipped away at her shimmering scales, leaving trails of lightning burns across her massive frame.

The dragons, though battered, were far from defeated. They roared in unison, summoning a combined attack. A storm of wind and fire engulfed the battlefield, the sheer intensity of the elements threatening to overwhelm even Raja.

Jasmine's voice echoed in his mind. "Careful, Raja. They're coordinating now. You can't afford to hold back any longer."

Raja nodded grimly. He centered himself, the storm raging around him as he tapped into his Supreme King's Haki. The very air seemed to buckle under the weight of his willpower as a golden aura surrounded him.

The dragons lunged simultaneously, their combined strength poised to crush him. But Raja was ready.

He activated Supreme King's Haki: Coated Tempest Breaker Punch, channeling all his energy into a single, devastating blow. His fist, wreathed in golden lightning and raw Haki, collided with the incoming attack.

The resulting explosion was a spectacle of light and sound, a shockwave rippling outward and flattening the surrounding terrain. The sheer force sent both dragons hurtling backward, their colossal forms skidding across the ground before coming to a stop.

When the dust settled, Raja stood tall, his breathing steady despite the monumental effort he had just exerted.

The male dragon groaned, struggling to lift its battered form. "Human... how?"

"Let's just say I'm not your average human," Raja quipped, crossing his arms. His tone was light, but his gaze was unyielding. "Now, I'll give you two choices. Leave this place and reach new cultivation realms—or stay and try your luck against me again."

The female dragon hissed, but the fear in her eyes was evident. The male dragon growled low, his pride clearly wounded, but he nodded. "We will go. But do not think this is the last you've seen of us."

With a final glare, the dragons Fly back into the sky, vanishing as quickly as they had appeared.

Victory and Banter

Tsundere, still recovering, looked at Raja with a mix of irritation and gratitude. "Took you long enough."

Raja grinned. "What can I say? I like to make an entrance."

"You're impossible," she muttered, though her lips twitched in what might have been a suppressed smile.