Lord Frozenfang's gaze shifted toward Moonshade as he watched the chaos unfolding in the arena. "What is happening with Kai?" he asked, his voice laced with both curiosity and concern. The sight of Kai, a young boy, ripping through the bear with sheer fury and now turning his attention toward the children was beyond ordinary. Even for a warrior-in-training, Kai's actions were more savage and brutal than expected.
Moonshade, standing with a subtle smirk, crossed his arms. "Ah, it seems my little surprise is paying off. You see, Frozenfang, every once in a while, fate smiles upon us and delivers a warrior unlike any other. Kai is one of those rare gifts," he said, his tone dripping with satisfaction.
Frozenfang's eyes narrowed. "Gifts? You call that a gift?" He gestured towards the arena where Kai was now radiating an aura of heat, his skin seeming to smolder as if set aflame from within. "What did you do to that boy?"
Moonshade chuckled softly. "Do you recall the name Ragnar? Also known as the Fire Berserk, locked away in maximum security prison for his unquenchable rage and destructive power?"
Frozenfang's eyes widened slightly. "Ragnar… But he is supposed to be locked away for good. What does this have to do with Kai?"
Moonshade's smile widened, a look of dark amusement crossing his features. "Well, as it turns out, Ragnar had a son. A son who inherited his father's fire, both literally and metaphorically. Kai is that son. The blood of the Fire Berserk flows through his veins, and with it, a power unlike any other. He's not just a warrior, Frozenfang; he's a force of nature. And now, that power is mine to command."
Back in the arena, Kai's aura flared even brighter. The snow beneath his feet began to melt as he stepped forward, each stride leaving a trail of scorched earth in his wake. Evelyn, Darius, and Khalid stood their ground, forming a defensive line. They knew that facing Kai would be unlike any challenge they had encountered before. His sheer strength and the fury that burned within him made him a terrifying adversary.
Evelyn's mind raced, searching for a strategy. "Darius, Khalid," she called out, trying to keep her voice steady despite the growing heat. "We need to contain him, slow him down somehow. We can't let him get close."
Darius, his usual stoicism shaken by the heat radiating from Kai, nodded. "If we can distract him, maybe we can lead him away from the flag. He's too focused on us now."
Khalid's grip tightened on his axe, his own fire of rage barely contained. "I'll keep him busy," he snarled, his eyes locked on Kai. "Evelyn, find a way to flank him. Darius, support her."
As they prepared to act, Kai let out a roar that reverberated across the battlefield. He charged forward, the air around him shimmering with the intensity of his heat. With each step, the ground sizzled, steam rising in clouds. He swung his blade, and Khalid barely managed to block it, the force of the impact sending him staggering back.
Evelyn and Darius moved to flank him, but Kai's movements were swift and unpredictable. His strikes were wild yet calculated, a storm of fire and fury. Evelyn managed to land a hit, her blade cutting across Kai's shoulder, but he didn't even flinch. Instead, he turned his gaze toward her, a twisted smile forming on his lips.
"You think you can stop me?" Kai taunted, his voice a low growl. "You're nothing compared to my fire."
Suddenly, from a distance, Kenshin sensed the danger. Though he couldn't see the flames, he could feel the heat and hear the cries of his comrades. His intuition told him that Evelyn, Khalid, and Darius were in grave danger. Without a second thought, Kenshin sprang into action, sprinting toward the source of the disturbance, his senses guiding him through the chaos.
As he approached, he could feel the intensity of the heat growing stronger, the sound of clashing weapons louder. Kenshin knew he had to reach them quickly, to do whatever he could to help. His hands gripped his weapon tightly, determination set in his blind eyes. He would not let his comrades face this alone.