In the heart of the forest, as moonlight danced upon the leaves, Diaz's scheme wove its threads, guiding them towards an unexpected encounter.
"Hey, what's your plan?" Helena's curiosity broke the quietude.
Diaz's gaze shifted from the distant horizon to meet her eyes. "I'm going back home."
Indah's brow furrowed. "To your kingdom? But that's quite a journey."
Diaz nodded. "Yes, I need to communicate with my father. He must be worried about me."
Helena's arms crossed skeptically. "So, we're embarking on a two-day journey just to let your father know you're alive and well?"
Diaz's lips curled into a faint smile. "It's more than that. There's something I need to discuss with him."
Indah's curiosity piqued. "Something about the recent events?"
Diaz's expression turned serious. "Yes, and something more crucial, and you need to inform your father, aren't you?"
Helena huffed. "Well, if it's a plan, it's better than wandering aimlessly. Off to your kingdom, then."
"keep hiding, to avoid that crazy women of course, especially you Helena". Diaz reminded them
"Why me??" she got irritated by this boy again and again. 'wait until I tell my father, he will bring justice to me'
Diaz just sighed without a word, 'why this person so unbearable, just ignore her'. He decided to stop talking with this flat, I mean this headstrong women.
As they ventured deeper into the wilderness, a soft glow ahead caught their attention. Through the foliage emerged a clearing, revealing a village nestled in the embrace of the forest. Huts of woven vines and earth blended seamlessly with the landscape, creating a haven of rustic charm.
Helena nodded, her curiosity piqued. "Let's see if they're friendly."
They approached cautiously, their footsteps muffled by the dense undergrowth. As they entered the village, they were met with curious yet wary gazes. The villagers, a mix of humans and beastmen, watched their every move.
A figure stepped forward from the crowd, his presence commanding attention. He was taller and more robust than the others, his features marked by feline attributes. He had the proud bearing of a lion, his golden eyes reflecting both strength and wisdom. His name was Gordon, the chief of the village.
Diaz's eyes gleamed with a calculated intent as he stepped forward, offering a respectful nod. "Greetings. We come in peace."
Gordon regarded them with a steady gaze, his lion-like aura exuding a sense of authority. "What brings outsiders to our sanctuary?"
Indah spoke with sincerity, her voice carrying an air of respect. "We seek refuge for the night, and we mean no harm."
Helena added, her tone sincere, "We were drawn to your village's warmth in the heart of the wilderness."
Gordon's expression remained guarded, yet a spark of interest flickered in his eyes. "You speak well, travelers."
Diaz's plan unfolded as he continued the dialogue, his words laced with diplomacy. "We have heard tales of your village's harmony with nature, of the bond you share with the forest."
Gordon's stern demeanor hardened slightly, his gaze assessing their intentions. "We don't believe in you". as a lion beast-man, he don't believe human, human is kidnaper.
Gordon's roar erupted, the ground quivering beneath its might. A shockwave emanated from the force of the roar, creating ripples that disrupted their footing.
Indah's swift reaction was their salvation. "Verdant Defend!" she cried, her palms outstretched as a protective barrier of shimmering green energy enveloped them. The shockwave hit the barrier, its impact absorbed by the verdant energy. They staggered, struggling to maintain their balance against the unexpected assault.
"Are you okay?" Diaz shouted over the lingering echoes of the roar, his voice strained.
Indah nodded, her breathing uneven. "Yes, thanks to Verdant Defend."
Yet, the lion beastmen were not done. Gorlan, the vice captain, barked orders, rallying the clan to launch an attack. "Form the Electric Charge formation!" he commanded, his voice carrying the weight of authority.
Suddenly, a group of twenty surrounded Diaz and his companions, their fierce expressions a testament to their allegiance to Gordon. Helena's voice trembled as she attempted to negotiate, her plea a fragile thread woven into the charged atmosphere.
"Wait, we're not your enemies!" Helena's voice quivered, her eyes locked on Gordon.
The lion beastmen's eyes crackled with electricity, the synchronized release of energy creating an electrifying spectacle. Diaz's mind raced as he calculated his next move. Swiftly, he called upon his powers, manipulating the air currents with his 'Aerokinesis'.
The barrier of wind formed just in time, deflecting the bolts of electricity and thwarting the beastmen's attack. Diaz's mastery over the air element gave him an edge, a testament to his strategic thinking.
Gordon's memories stirred like echoes from the past. "This sensation…" he muttered, his brow furrowing. "Familiar, I seems remembered the face", he similar to someone, A shameless strong guy who defeat me once (Arthur: who is shameless, you shameless, your family is shameless, I am handsome).
"Arthur", Gordon muttering the name. 'That Bastard, Come and go as he likes, leave the princess sad'.
Gordon launched a Gale Strike, his paw slicing through the air with razor-sharp gusts of wind.
Diaz's response was swift and calculated. "Gargantua, emerge!" he commanded, the ground shaking as the colossal creature materialized. 'Why this Beastman suddenly become angry, how is it possible. damn cheap father, what did you do with this lion' Diaz Guess something, if someone look at him like he look at his nemesis, what else except that old man caused trouble.
Helena's voice held urgency as she implored Diaz to end the battle swiftly. "Diaz, You should called that big gorilla Earlieeerr!"
Diaz's retort held a tinge of exasperation. "Do you think calling a level 4 beast is an easy job?" he snapped back, his focus on maintaining control.
Diaz's response was swift and calculated. Gargantua, a level 4 Beast, emerged in a grand display. The colossal creature absorbed the impact, its Nature's Resilience proving impenetrable. Diaz's defiance matched Gordon's power, revealing his strategic prowess.
Gargantua Use 'Mighty Slam', with Gargantua possesses incredible strength, capable of delivering bone-shaking slams with its massive fists. A single blow from its mighty fists can create shockwaves that send opponents flying and reshape the terrain.
he clash between Gargantua and Gordon was a collision of titanic forces, an explosive meeting that sent shockwaves through the very fabric of the forest. The ground beneath them trembled, trees swayed as if bowing to the power of their clash, and the air crackled with the intensity of their battle.
Gargantua, the colossal beast under Diaz's command, roared with a force that reverberated through the clearing. Its massive form, muscles rippling beneath its tough hide, bore down upon Gordon, the Lion Beastman with a determination that matched his own.
On the other side, Gordon's thunderous roar echoed like a challenge to the heavens. His form, that of a fearsome lion, radiated strength and pride, the embodiment of the untamed wilderness. His amber eyes blazed with a primal fire as he met Gargantua head-on, teeth bared and claws extended.
The collision sent shockwaves radiating outward, causing the very ground to quake. Trees groaned and splintered, their ancient trunks snapping like twigs under the immense pressure. The force of their clash created a vortex of raw energy, a maelstrom of power that threatened to consume everything in its path.
As Gargantua's immense strength collided with Gordon's thunderous fury, the surrounding area seemed to hold its breath. The clash of their titanic forms was like a symphony of destruction, an epic battle that defied the limits of nature itself.
And then, in a cataclysmic crescendo, the ground beneath them gave way. The earth crumbled and buckled, unable to contain the immense energy of their clash. The very foundation of the clearing collapsed, forming a crater of chaos and upheaval.
Suddenly
"STOOOOOPP !!!!"
Suddenly a lioness of unparalleled grace and beauty, her very presence commanding attention. Her sleek and powerful form is adorned with fur that shimmers like molten gold, dappled with accents of burnished copper that catch the light. Her eyes, a captivating shade of amber, hold an intensity that mirrors the sun's warm glow. Every movement she makes is a testament to her strength and elegance, her lithe muscles flowing beneath her lustrous coat.
Her mane, a cascade of golden silk, frames her regal visage, the strands glinting like rays of sunlight. Each step she takes seems to leave a trail of radiance in her wake, the very air around her seeming to hum with a tranquil energy. Her regal posture and the confidence in her gaze speak of a creature aware of her own beauty and power.