NOVEL NEXT Ch4- She Can’t, But I Can!
With a roar, the battle began. Haruto, Feitan, and Phinks launched themselves at their attackers, their movements swift and precise. The enemy group quickly found themselves outmatched by the trio's incredible combat skills, honed over years of fighting and training.
As the fight continued, Haruto felt his innate majesty and ambition growing stronger. He moved through the battle with the grace and authority of a king, his movements deadly and efficient. The enemy group's resolve began to waver as they realized the full extent of Haruto's power.
Feitan, ruthless and easily angered, fought with an unmatched ferocity. His every movement was calculated, his strikes cold and lethal. The enemy group found themselves unable to keep up with his relentless assault, their numbers dwindling rapidly.
Phinks, always eager for a fight, reveled in the chaos, his strength and agility on full display. He moved effortlessly through the battle, striking down opponent after opponent with a wicked grin on his face.
Despite their strength and skill, Haruto and his companions started to fall back as the battle went on. Their enemies were numerous and ruthless, and the fight began to take its toll on the trio. Feitan and Phinks fought with everything they had, but they couldn't hold back the relentless onslaught forever.
Feitan, his body battered and bruised, moved like a whirlwind, his every strike cold and lethal. He let out a furious roar as he tore through the enemy ranks, but even his seemingly limitless rage couldn't keep him standing forever. A powerful blow caught him off guard, sending him crashing to the ground.
Phinks, his once-smirking face now twisted with pain, found himself surrounded. He fought on, his strength and agility on full display, but the enemies closed in on him, their attacks relentless. Eventually, a brutal strike knocked him off his feet, and he fell, gasping for breath.
Haruto's heart clenched as he watched his friends go down, but he refused to give in. His body was beaten and scarred, but his innate arrogance and ambition drove him forward. He stood tall, the authority of a king radiating from him, his purple eyes burning with defiance.
He moved through the battle with the grace and authority of a king, his movements deadly and efficient. The enemy group's resolve began to waver as they realized the full extent of Haruto's power.
One of the enemies lunged at him, a wicked grin on their face. Haruto's eyes narrowed as he easily dodged the attack, his voice cold and filled with authority.
"You dare to challenge me? I will be the king of this city, and you are nothing but worms beneath my feet."
The enemy's grin faltered, their eyes filled with fear as Haruto struck them down with brutal efficiency. The others hesitated, their confidence shattered by the sheer force of Haruto's presence.
But even Haruto's immense power and ambition had its limits. His body ached with exhaustion, and his movements slowed. The enemy group saw their chance and surged forward, determined to take him down.
Haruto's eyes blazed with defiance as he stood his ground, his voice filled with the authority of a king. "I will not fall! I will protect my family and my people, no matter the cost!"
After a little longer, Haruto found himself utterly worn out and unable to fight back. He had given everything he had to protect his friends and the people of Meteor City, but his body was reaching its limits.
The enemy leader, the sinister man with the twisted grin, approached Haruto with a gleeful expression. The other enemies, still standing, surrounded the wounded boy, smirking and leering at him. The man sneered down at Haruto, his voice dripping with malice.
"Well, well, well, the mighty Haruto, brought to his knees. How does it feel to be at the mercy of your enemies?" he taunted, his eyes cold and cruel.
Haruto, his body aching and barely able to stand, refused to let his spirit break. His eyes burned with defiance and determination. "I will never be at your mercy," he spat, the arrogance and innate majesty of a king shining through even in his weakened state.
The enemy leader chuckled darkly, an evil glint in his eyes. "Then let's see how far that arrogance will get you, boy. Kneel before me, apologize, and admit that you are nothing but a worm. Admit that I am the true king here," he demanded, a twisted smile on his face.
Haruto, despite the pain and exhaustion that threatened to consume him, glared at the man. His voice was cold, filled with the authority of a king. "I will not kneel to you or anyone else. I will never admit to being anything less than the king I am destined to be. You are nothing, a mere obstacle in my path to greatness."
The enemy leader's face twisted with rage at Haruto's defiance. He clenched his fists, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "You insolent brat. You truly believe that you can defy me, even in your pathetic state?"
Feitan, still lying on the ground, his body battered and bruised, couldn't help but smile at Haruto's unyielding spirit. Though he was in pain, he took pride in the fact that his leader refused to back down, even in the face of death.
Phinks, gasping for breath as he struggled to regain his strength, felt a surge of admiration for Haruto. Even though the odds were against them, Haruto's kingly presence and unwavering determination made it seem as if they still had a fighting chance.
Haruto stared at the enemy leader, his purple eyes blazing with defiance. "I will never submit to you. I am the future king of this world, you are nothing but a stepping stone."
The enemy leader snarled, his face contorted with fury. "You dare to defy me, boy? You will regret your arrogance."
As he raised his hand to strike Haruto, an unexpected sound caught his attention. The soft, yet determined voice of Canary rang through the air, her small body trembling with fear but her eyes filled with determination.
"Leave big brother Haruto alone!" she shouted, her voice carrying the strength of her love and loyalty.
The enemy leader turned his gaze to the small girl, an evil grin spreading across his face. "And what can a pathetic little girl like you do to stop me?" he taunted, laughing cruelly.
A voice reverberated in the opening, powerful and commanding, stopping the enemy leader in his tracks. "She can't, but I can."