Raj and Zephyr were sent flying out into the courtyard and the grassy lands that surrounded the tree house, or so it seemed. It was hard to tell who was flying whom because the way they hand clenched around one another's necks made it impossible to do so.
They crashed with a boom, separating suddenly as Zephyr pulled out a blade. Raj's aura rippled and the world around them seemed to darken.
Zephyr's heart skipped a beat, but by then, four palms of Chaotic Particle Force had appeared in the air. It looked like silvery black beads of polished sand had come together to form the incarnations of a devil's hands. Almost instantly, they crashed down.
Raj saw red.
"You son of a bitch, you think you can cuck me? I'm going to rip you a new asshole! Let's see if she still likes you after your face is a meat patty!"
Zephyr quickly brandished a blade, Water Force pooling around him spirals as he began a dance. Unfortunately, whatever dance he had prepared was completely stifled.
Two of the palms grabbed onto the snaking rivers of water and ripped them apart, sending a rain of benign water into the surroundings. At the same time, the remaining two surged forward, one slamming against the ground with a BANG! and the other slapping at Zephyr. Read latest chapters at novel35.com Only
The world rolled and whined, wind being moved about with such speed and forcefulness and the air pressure alone left deep trenches in the ground.
Raj's two palms of Earth Force collided at the same time.
Zephyr's balance was thrown off by the shaking ground, and that left him unable to do much else other than leap backward, hoping to mitigate some of the damage.
He couldn't.
His blade shattered and inner organs trembled, blood pooling out from his lips as his back slammed against the thick hide of a tree.
His body shuddered as he slipped down, barely managing to catch a glimpse of Raj coating himself in an armor of sparkling silver-black particles as he gave him a leaping kick into the chest.
"Damn, I didn't know he could be so graceful," Franco commented.
"That was damn near a perfect split, huh?"
"Looking like an Oompa Loompa turned ballerina out there."
Raj froze, then coughed. "Ah, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."
Yuri looked down at Zephyr, then back up toward Raj.
"You..."
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Raj rushed forward, stepping over Zephyr and covering her lips with a palm. "Don't do it, if you say what you want to say, then I'm gonna have to have a quippy come back, and then it's going to start an argument that goes on for the next week, so let's just pretend I didn't say anything, okay? Okay!"
Yuri suddenly bit down on Raj's palm.
"You bastard!" She yelled after she got her lips free. "What do you take me for-"
Since a palm didn't work, Raj used his lips instead.
Milan whistled and James broke out into cheers that were much too lewd for the occasion.
As for Yuri, her eyes widened, then her anger dimmed a bit, but then it flared back up. Sensing that, Raj pushed his tongue into her mouth and it was like her flame had been doused again.
Raj was just about to succeed when he felt his lungs screaming.
He came up for air, putting his hands on his knees.
"Dammit... huff... Gimme a sec... huff... This bastard was... huff... no shame... huff..."
Yuri snapped back to reality and she was about to unleash another torrent of curses beneath the jeering laughter of everyone, but this time it wasn't the heaving Raj that interrupted her.
There was a rumble and then there was an approach of guards.
Leonel frowned as he looked over.
The small squadron pushed their way through the gates, their leader frowning as well when they saw Zephyr crumpled into a pile with a pair of lovebirds standing over him.