Cold Anger

AT ANDRES' RESIDENCE (11:11 pm)

Prince is sitting on a chair while watching some random series on the television, and a tall shadow manifests on the wall behind the sofa.

"I know you would come," Prince said with a smirk creeping on his lip.

IN KENYON'S ICE DOMAIN

Kenyon throws his dagger at Andres but he moves his head away from the dagger.

"Are you trying to kill me?!" Andres glared at him.

Kenyon looks at him and turns his eyes at the dagger across Andres.

"When we warriors are on the brink of dying, some of us have this bond with our ability that we call 'essence of warriors'

"That trait will give our ability the power to be used while we're in danger, giving us time to flee."

Andres shakes his head. "Why don't a warrior fight? After all, his ability has been activated but wait!"

Kenyon raises his eyebrow at his question.

Andres asks, "What do we use to activate our ability?"

Kenyon tells him. "Common sense, it will be our energy, and when our energy runs out then we cannot use our ability until we gain our energy back."

"Is that why you're not using your ability at all times?" Andres hummed.

Kenyon sighs and nods. He looks around him and turns his eyes at Andres. "You guessed it right but we have another energy source... but that is what I'll tell you after we finish our task."

Kenyon says, "We'll continue with our talk some other time... now, use your ability."

Andres nods and closes his eyes while sitting. His yellow and dark hair becomes light green, and his clothes become green as a wind aura covers him.

He opens his left eye and it's now green. He stands up and looks at his hands and he also looks at his clothes.

"Using our ability will grant us a new appearance like mine when I use it," Kenyon told him, "and it will grant us some new abilities."

Kenyon punches Andres but his fist is blocked by a wind barrier.

"Impressive." Kenyon steps back.

His hair turns white as his white tattoo glows, and he jumps toward Andres.

"Use your ability at its fullest!" Kenyon roared.

Andres begins to put his right hand above his left hand, and the wind gathers around his left hand.

Kenyon constructs an ice hammer and slams it at Andres, and he clenches his left hand covered with wind.

Andres thrusts his left hand and it strikes against Kenyon's hammer, and a huge wind pressure is being released from their collision.

A huge explosion manifests which pushes both of them away. Kenyon remains standing while Andres levitates in mid-air, and he lands on the ground.

"He managed to break my hammer."

Kenyon looks at his ice hammer which is broken in half.

"How was it?" Andres ambled toward him.

Kenyon smiles a little. "Do you know how to construct a weapon?"

"What's that? Like, I need to be a construction worker?" Andres rubbed his chin.

"Idiot! It's one of my abilities, creating weapons out of my element. What do you think of us? We're going to build houses?!"

Kenyon shows Andres his palm, and ice particles gather on his palm as it twirls until a solid ice dagger manifests.

Kenyon smiled slightly. "And that is how you create a weapon."

Andres brings out his knife, and he begins to blow wind onto it. The wind gathers on the blade of his knife as he molds it onto a sharp long transparent blade.

Andres swings his knife. "Kenyon! Throw me some of your things."

Kenyon looks at him with calm eyes and nods and begins to throw objects at him.

"Wait! That's big!" Andres' eyes widened while screaming.

He swings his knife upwards and slices the incoming large ice chunk in half.

He glares at Kenyon. "You're an idiot!"

"I believe in your ability." Kenyon gave him a thumbs-up

Andres feels a shiver on his whole body while looking at Kenyon with disgust.

"Ew! I prefer my father saying that instead of you."

As both of them are training, Christopher is watching them while standing beside the temple.

"Well, aren't they entertaining?"

Christopher looks beside him and sees Patricia whose eyes are fixated on the duo.

"I know you're mad at me for not doing anything to save your sister," Patricia said.

Christopher narrows his eyes and lowers his head.

"I feel mad, I want to punch you and kick you. As of now, you cannot beg for my forgiveness."

Christopher turns in another direction and walks away as Patricia continues watching the duo.

After many hours of training, Andres and Kenyon are walking back to the temple.

"Hey."

Andres turns his eyes toward Kenyon who called him.

"You did well on using your ability, from now on, you are a warrior of wind," Kenyon told him

Andres shakes his head. "We don't know the capacity of my ability."

Moving on, they are standing inside the temple; Andres and Kenyon are facing Patricia while Christopher is standing near Kenyon.

"Listen up." Andres looked at everyone.

He clears his throat before speaking, "Kenyon and I have made a plan.

"Patricia will be going with me while Kenyon and Christopher will be monitoring Patricia's mom."

"No!" Christopher sprinted toward Andres.

He swings his bamboo stick at him but Kenyon steps in and swings his ice katana upwards.

The bamboo stick is cut in half as Kenyon aims his katana closer to Christopher's neck.

"You wouldn't do that if I were you," Kenyon said, his voice cold and harsh while staring daggers at him.

Christopher grits his teeth. "I will be the one who will save my sister! I need to go with Andres!"

Andres puts his hand on Kenyon's chest, and gently pushes him away.

Andres steps closer to Christopher and looks down at the short bamboo stick.

"I challenge you to a duel. If you win, then you will come with me," Andres declared, "if you lose, you will follow with my decision whether you want it or not."

Christopher nods while glaring at Andres.

Henceforth, both men are standing amid the field of snow, and their audience is watching them.

Patricia glances at Kenyon. "Who do you think holds the advantage here?"

"I saw that moron's fighting skill and if it will be compared to Andres' skill," Kenyon turned his eyes at Patricia, "Andres would win."

Andres cracks his knuckles while Christopher is swinging his bamboo sticks.

Silence rules over them until both make their move, Andres runs at full speed while Christopher does the same.

Christopher delivers fast strikes of his bamboo sticks but Andres swings his knives against them.

Andres closes the distance but his eyes widen as Christopher swings his sticks.

Andres steps back before he gets hit but strands from his bangs are cut, and a little scratch manifests on his forehead.

"His fast," Andres touched his forehead and looked at his thumb, "he got me there."

Christopher performs a stance. "Afraid?"

Andres walks toward him until he is running, and once closer, Andres swings his knives toward Christopher.

He grits his teeth while avoiding the knives but ends up getting hit by Andres' foot.

Christopher stands up and delivers fast bamboo strikes but he is put to a halt.

In front of his eyes, Andres is pointing his knife at his forehead.

"I won," Andres declared.

Christopher grits his teeth and he jumps backward. From his jacket, he brings out two dynamite and throws them at Andres.

"What a dirty player." Andres blew strong wind pressure at the dynamite.

The dynamite explodes upon going near Christopher.

"Without your powers, you're weak!"

Christopher jumps out of the smoke and throws more dynamite at Andres.

Andres grits his teeth while avoiding every dynamite.

"That's cheating, we vowed to use melee weapons only."

"Sorry, but I'm not a clean fighter myself, so, die, Andres."

Andres inhales and he sprints toward Christopher.

Andres swings his knives causing cuts on Christopher's wrists, and arms.

His eyes widen. "How can he move at such speed?"

Andres releases his knives, and he throws fast punches at Christopher's face and abdomen.

He coughs while caressing his abdomen, and Andres thrusts his fist up to Christopher's chin.

His eyes turn white while stumbling backward. Andres holds Christopher's hand, and then, Christopher is thrown away.

Andres walks toward Christopher and looks down at his face.

"Even if you played dirty, I won't use my ability as a warrior to beat you in the same game that you did."

Andres tells Christopher. "Go home, and don't ever come near us."

Christopher opens his eyes, and he glares while looking at the sky.

"I-I will be stronger!" he raised his hand.

Thereafter, in the field of rock with dark clouds hovering, Patricia and Andres are sprinting.

Meanwhile, in the world of humans, Kenyon is standing inside the house of Maya.

He looks at the wall and sees red large words

"YOU KNOW WHERE YOU WILL SEE US! AT MOUNT MARAMI!"

"They held her hostage," Kenyon closed his eyes, "I hate people like them."

His white tattoo glows, and his white hair gains an ice pattern.

White wind emerges from his skin, filling the entire house.

Ice pattern manifests on his back, multiplying while forming a large ice wing. He flaps them and flies out of the house; destroying the roof with his body.

While in mid-air, Kenyon narrows his eyes. He flaps his wings only to release a massive wind pressure which propels him in a certain direction.