Coloured Violet, Raged Red

'H-How are they here?' Yamahara was too stunned to react for a second, his emotions taken for a stormy stroll when Kvirala, the individual he had praised the day before suddenly emitted a whole other presence, turned young, and became Virala.

'Kvirala? Virala? What the fuck?' He wasn't the type to curse, but the situation forced him to, 'I absorbed so much of his blood. How come I never detected any traces of him being Virala? He was a Free Human and his Vara Human Avatar too was genuine!'

"F-Father…" Yamahara turned around in shock, only to see that Brangara had already taken action, churning Prana through him to emit a sea of energy fluctuations, intending to both protect his precious son and attack the enemies.

Boom!