Mark shot his eyes open then an incredible aura burst forth from his body, his eyes were completely black when he called upon the name of Aknaili, it was as if he was calling upon something unholy to descend into this dark world.
"Aknaili, rise!"
The darkest part infront of him swirled like a tornado. When the swirling stopped, a man clad in a black trench coat appeared. His face wasn't visible but his long black hair was.
Mark inhaled and looked at the man infront of him, he had already noticed that his foes already disappeared.
"Why are you calling upon me weak little kid?" Aknaili's voice was lacked energy, it seemed like speaking was not his favorite thing to do.
"I..." Mark had called Aknaili for him to assist him with ending his foes, but now the foes where already delt with. He only had a thing to ask Aknaili now;
"Grant me your power!" Mark said firmly. He knew how pathetic it was to want someone else's power, but there was nothing he could do.
Aknaili moved his arms, two pistols materialized in the hands, mark had never seen the pattern of writings that the pistols had.
"Your father, the strongest god slayer is the one that killed me. Why should I help his child?"
Mark heard the question and his heart froze, his father was the one who killed the man who provided him with power. What was he to do?
"I've noticed a couple of times now, everytime I use your power you seem to want to take control of my body. I'll allow it for an amount of time, I'll let you access my brain!" This was the best Mark could come up with, he knew this was not going to work without aknaili's conditions.
"Let's say I agree, can you handle my power? Can you handle my killing intent? Can you manage to regain your body from My control?"
Mark mused for a while before responding to Aknaili;
"Yes! I might be weak but not entirely. I have strengths I can't even comprehend, I won't let you take control of me," Mark's determination was palpable, it made Aknaili want to break him even more.
"You just made a deal with the devil kid.
A single condition comes with this deal, learn to summon me to the walking world." Aknaili's lazy voice was heard then he turned into a shadow like figure that entered mark's chest.
The feeling of something entering his body forced Mark to awaken in the real world. He felt a lot of pain but yet again more powerful than he was. He felt all the fighting experience that Aknaili acquired flow through him, all his skills, the deal was done.
After catching on to what had happened, Mark staggeringly got up, to look for that old man.
"Where are you going kid?"
Mark recognized that voice, he turned around and found it was the old man. What was with him speaking when someone didn't expect it?
"I was coming to look for you," Mark responded cautiously.
"Hahaha, I'm flattered. Anyway since you want to train under me, I have a mission for you. Go find that old man who told you he was god and kill him, if you can't manage that you're useless," the old man said, but his eyes almost burst out of there sockets when he noticed marks energy. It seemed to have grown from surviving his pressure.
He caught trying to act calm,
"Yeah, it won't be a big problem since you've grown slightly stronger," the old man stated and directly disappeared. He nolonger wanted to embarrass himself further.
"Huh? Me? Kill a god?" Mark thought about his current goal.
...
"I sense someone," Fighting beauty said.
Remon had long noticed someone following them but he wanted to find suitable grounds to fight. And this looked suitable enough. A forest, with trees spaced well enough for someone to move around but not too spaced for one to be extremely fast.
"So, who are you?" Remon suddenly stopped and questioned.
Sasha jumped down from the tree and faced Remon and fighting beauty.
"Hello ladies," with a smile Sasha greeted, it was okay to be polite every once in a while.
"Stop playing stupid and ready yourself for the fight," Remon said and activated his Armorment transformation.
"Wow, how cute you are. But well the cute ones are much more exciting!" Sasha said with a grin almost touching her ears.
A silver stuff two meters long appeared behind her.
"It took me a while to figure out but, I will show you. Armorment!" Fighting beauty exclaimed, her increase in strength was because she wanted to find and protect Mark.
Her hair elongated and turned silver, From behind her two, two meters pure white wings appeared, her iris took a grey color and she was now adorned in a a white tight clothes. The clothes hugged her curves. White boots appeared on her legs. Her appearance was one of a pure being, she had no dirt was on her clothes.
"Lastly," fighting beauty raised her hand and a blue long sword appeared in her hand.
"Wow!!! This is going to be crazy fun, you guys are far stronger than your sister and Mar..."
About to finish her words, she felt a sword connect to her neck. She quickly jumped back not too far because of the trees and her stuff came to her hands.
She had barely managed to dodge that attack, not just that, she didn't even see how fighting beauty reached her.
Fighting beauty was in a slashing position. She had barely missed beheading Sasha.
"You survived, I'm very surprised," her voice sounded emotionless.
Remon was surprised, so surprised that his mouth was opened. He hurriedly shut his mouth and attacked Sasha.
A frown was visible on Sasha's face when she swung her stuff hitting Remon, Remon was thrown meters away, breaking the trees that came in contact with him.
"I never thought I would witness the power of love, but you've grown immensely strong," Sasha took in a deep breath. She was going to transform.