The Extra Wants Control

"... lightning is a mutation of fire."

The words echoed in his mind. With each blow he received, with each dodge and maneuver, Neveah began to understand. There was a rhythm to Kai's attacks, the way Kai used lighting, the feel of lighting as it hit his body. A low crackle formed from Neveah's body, a faint but it couldn't be heard cause Kai's lightning crackles were louder.

Dark-red streaks of energy flickered around him, growing stronger with every absorbed blow but no one noticed cause they were focussed on their opponents.

Kai watched as Neveah seemed to anticipate his moves, dodging with unnatural grace. The lightning strikes that once connected now found their mark less often. Kai roared in frustration, desperate to land a decisive blow.

But Neveah was no longer interested in defense. He pushed forward for an attack he wanted Kai to make more moves so that he can understand lightning better.

His dark flames, imbued with a faint unnoticed electric energy coated his fists. He pushed Kai back with each brutal exchange, the vampire's regenerative abilities barely keeping pace.

Kai stumbled back, his mind becoming clearer replacing his earlier rage, but he was still very angry but now he was thinking a bit critically. He desperately searched for an opening, a way to get some space and restrategize. But Neveah, consumed by a trance-like focus, didn't allow him a moment of respite, he wanted more.

Kai, for the first time in his life, felt truly outmatched in close combat, he was facing an opponent who seemed to be evolving with each passing second.

This couldn't go on. Kai needed space, a chance to formulate a new plan. But the relentless attacks of dark flame fists kept him in battle.

"Tsk," he clicked his tongue, Kai then made an 'x' type shield with his hands and condensed lightning on it and let go of it making an energy ripple that sent Neveah back"

"This is why I hate nobles! Just on a whim, you destroy a street, then waltz into this city and decide to kill everyone!Tell me does it get you guys off? Does it give you some twisted pleasure killing people, this carnage? You nobility bastards are all the same, loving and reveling in the oppression of others just for your own amusement!"

"You know nothing of the struggles of the common man, the weight they carry on their shoulders! That's why, in this tournament, I'll strip you nobles of your titles, take away your noble-class blood and make you commoner... and when you are commoners I'll make you experience the true despair! But you… you're worse. You're a deranged lunatic, a walking catastrophe!

Your power is a danger, you clearly will grow stronger and more dangerous and I can't permit that."

Kai's body contorted as black runes writhed across his skin. They pulsed with an ominous white-blueish light, then erupted in a blinding white flash.

"Living lightning!" he roared, He was no longer the furious vampire, but a living embodiment of lightning, his form crackling with slow peaceful energy, not like lightning at all. Kai's body was supercharged!

His speed became near-unseen tempest, as if he teleported. A fist shot towards Neveah,'a feint' he thought and the real punch was coming from the left hand which was already positioned coming for an attack. But the first punch was indeed real and it was going to connect.

But Neveah ducked the initial strike but it wasn't over yet the follow-up was faster than the initial fist. Kai's charged left hand was coming straight for his chin to make a splendid uppercut.

Neveah violently threw his head back quick but the bones in his neck cracked and broke. But that didn't stop him... His hands cusped to meet and hold the blow incase Kai woul change the direction of the hit again, and the blow with lm sheer force and heat behind the lightning-infused fist were overwhelming. His palms were obliterated in an explosion of light and smoke that smelled of grilled meat.

Reacting quickl, in an instant. Neveah snapped his own neck back into place, "crack!" echoing.

And his blown away hands began to knit themselves back into existence, first bone, then flesh then finally skin.

But Kai wasn't even close to being done yet, his form shifting in and out of existence. It looked like he was a teleporting boxer, appearing from unexpected angles and unleashing a relentless barrage of lightning-coated blows. Even sound couldn't keep up with them, sonic booms were heard as they broke the sound barrier over and over again.

Neveah's body bore the full brunt of the attack. Holes gaped in his body, bones cracked under the relentless onslaught, but he held his ground, he wanted to feel more of the lightning. He fought with nigh-reckless ferocity, but he made sure in prioritizing protection of his vitals – his heart and brain

With each blow, a strange phenomenon unfolded.

Instead of being broken, Neveah's body seemed to… adapt!

The initial punches had left gaping wounds, but with each subsequent hit, the damage lessened. Becoming small dents and scrapes.

This, coupled with his regenerative abilities working overtime, created a bizarre spectacle. Neveah's body, while constantly being battered and bruised, was becoming demonstrably tougher.

Faint dark-red streaks, almost indistinguishable from the carnage around them, grew from Neveah's body slowly becoming more frequent and louder. It pulsed and was growing stronger with every blow.

mp-y,r.

Neveah was smiling so hard behind the mask that even his eyes showed it... He was having fun.

"Young Master... are you perhaps a masochist?" Sharon's voice sounded in his mind. Her tone was full of amusement.

"Also, please remember that you still haven't found the who or what was responsible for the earlier charm spell and what they want with you." she continued with seriousness.

Neveah, however, remained unresponsive. He was consumed by a trance like focus, like a warrior reaching the state of enlightenment through combat.

He ignored Sharon's question and advice, his eyes locked on Kai.

He needed more, to feel more ... more of that electric energy to complete whatever it is that was happening. He was so close... He could feel it... Just a little bit more.