Ava soared through the evening sky, carrying Cory, Naima, and Elliott on her back. The city lights twinkled below, a mere backdrop to the urgency of their mission.
"Ava, we need to pick up the pace," Cory urged, his voice carried away by the rushing wind.
"On it," Ava responded, determined to comply with Cory's plea.
"We have to save her she's a member of Phoenix Slayers," Cory declared with unwavering resolve.
"Hmm, Cory, can I join your crew?" Elliott's unexpected request hung in the air, prompting surprised glances among the group.
"Sure, as long as you help us get Kiyomizu back," Cory agreed, emphasizing the mission's priority.
"We're here," Elliott announced as Ava descended, her graceful flight landing them in front of a nondescript building.
"Are you sure?" Naima questioned, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.
"Yes, I am," Elliott affirmed, adding an air of confidence to his words.
TAP! TAP! The moment Ava touched down, everyone dismounted, and she transformed back into her human form. The urgency in the air was palpable as they stood before the building, ready to retrieve their teammate.
"Shall we go get back our teammate?" Cory suggested, taking the lead.
Cory approached the building's entrance and, with a determined push, swung the door open. "Let's go."
On the top floor, a man occupied a chair, and a girl entered the room. "Brother Elliott is here with the blue-haired boy and his other crewmates," she reported.
"I see. Kill them all, but leave the blue-haired boy to me," the man ordered with a chilling command.
TEP! TEP! The girl descended the stairs, expressing her disappointment at Elliott's apparent betrayal.
The girl meets Cory and the others. "You guys go ahead I will take care of her." Naima drew her sword, her gaze locked on the descending threat. "You're facing me, not them."
"Thanks, Naima," Cory acknowledged, expressing gratitude.
"Yeah, yeah," Naima responded dismissively as she prepared for the impending confrontation.
"So, you're Naima Summer, the girl with a net worth of 586,450 Wistcot. Do you really think you can take on me? I'm Kim, and I have a net work of 6.5 million Wistcot," the girl taunted.
"Is that so? Good for you," Naima retorted, a steely determination in her eyes.
"Why, you little... I'm going to show you true power. 4 Arts Taekwondo 5th Stage: Fire Spin!" Kim's Fire Spin filled the air with scorching flames, creating an aura of blazing intensity. SWOOOOSH!
Naima, undeterred, exhibited the grace of a seasoned warrior as she infused her sword with Haku, TOOOWISH!! the energy crackling around her like an ethereal shield.
As the roaring flames of Kim's attack surged forward, Naima seamlessly transitioned into her Dragon Stands. The air around her shimmered with unrestrained power, and her eyes glowed with determination. The anticipation hung thick as the two forces prepared to collide.
The moment Kim unleashed her Fire Spin, Naima propelled herself forward with astonishing speed, traversing the fiery maelstrom with calculated finesse. Her Dragon Sword Style, a manifestation of her unwavering resolve, manifested in a devastating counter Dragon Rush.
The clash was a spectacle of precision and power. Naima's blade danced through the flames, finding its mark with surgical precision. In a swift and masterful stroke, she carved through the searing heat, cutting Kim across the chest before the flames could fully engulf her.
The impact was felt throughout the room, a testament to Naima's prowess and the sheer force of her Dragon Rush. Kim staggered backward, surprise etched across her face, as the fiery onslaught she had unleashed was effortlessly nullified by Naima's skillful maneuver.
TEP! TEP! TEP! The echoes of their battle lingered as Naima, sword in hand, stood tall. The room, once engulfed in flames, now bore witness to the aftermath of an expertly executed clash. Naima's eyes, ablaze with determination, locked onto Kim, sending an unspoken message that she was not to be underestimated.
As the adrenaline from the encounter subsided, Naima turned away from her fallen adversary and rejoined Cory and the others, her sword still emanating the faint glow of haku. The battle had left its mark, and the journey to rescue their captured comrade continued with heightened resolve.