The air shimmered with heat as Duke, Franklin, Liam, and Jack stood before the five high-ranked Djinns. The hulking creatures radiated fire magic, their orange flames dancing like living entities around their bodies. Each Djinn exuded an oppressive aura of power, but to Duke and Franklin, it was almost laughable.
The three Djinn facing Duke and Franklin snarled, their fiery forms crackling with menace. One hefted a massive hammer engulfed in flames, while the second dual-wielded blazing axes. The third Djinn stood behind them, its fire magic coiling into a swirling inferno in its hands.
Franklin: "This is it? They look like campfire decorations."
Duke smirked, his gaze cold and calculating.
Duke: "Let's put them out. Quickly."
The Djinn with the flaming hammer charged forward, the ground trembling beneath its weight. Franklin didn't move, his expression one of mild boredom. As the hammer came crashing down, Franklin raised his arm, catching it in mid-swing. The force of the blow sent shockwaves through the area, but Franklin stood firm, his feet planted as though rooted in the earth.
Franklin: "Not even a scratch."
With a burst of flame magic, Franklin's hands ignited, and the hammer began to melt under his grasp. The Djinn roared in frustration, pulling back, but Franklin didn't let go. He yanked the weapon away, spinning it with ease before hurling it at the Djinn. The molten projectile struck its chest, exploding in a burst of fire and molten metal. The Djinn let out a final howl before crumbling into ash.
The twin-axe Djinn, enraged by its comrade's demise, swung its weapons in a furious frenzy. Duke met it head-on, his flames surging to life in a brilliant display of orange and gold. Each swing of the Djinn's axes was met with a precise counterstrike from Duke's flaming fists, the sheer intensity of his fire magic overpowering the Djinn's attacks.
Duke: "You're all brute force. No finesse."
With a sharp motion, Duke grabbed one of the axes mid-swing, the flames sputtering as his own magic consumed it. He turned the weapon against the Djinn, slashing through its fiery form with a single decisive blow. The creature fell, its body dissipating into a cloud of embers.
The third Djinn, seeing the fate of its allies, unleashed a massive inferno. The flames roared toward Duke and Franklin, threatening to engulf everything in their path. Franklin stepped forward, raising his hands as his own fire magic flared to life.
Franklin: "You call that fire? Let me show you what real flames look like."
With a roar, Franklin unleashed a massive wave of fire, the orange flames burning brighter and hotter than anything the Djinn could muster. The two forces collided, but Franklin's magic easily overpowered the Djinn's, consuming it in an instant.
As the firestorm subsided, Duke and Franklin stood amidst the scorched battlefield, their expressions unimpressed.
Franklin: "Three down. Too easy."
Duke: "They weren't worth the effort."
Not far from Duke and Franklin, Liam and Jack faced their own opponents. The two high-ranked Djinn wielded fiery scimitars, their movements swift and precise. The heat radiating from the creatures was suffocating, but Liam and Jack didn't falter.
Liam: "You ready, Jack?"
Jack: "Always. Let's show these flames what lightning can do."
The first Djinn lunged at Liam, its scimitar slicing through the air in a fiery arc. Liam sidestepped, his body crackling with electricity. He countered with a bolt of lightning, the strike hitting the Djinn square in the chest. The creature staggered, but its flames burned brighter as it roared in defiance.
The second Djinn targeted Jack, its scimitar cutting through the ground as it charged. Jack met the attack head-on, his twin lightning blades clashing with the Djinn's fiery weapon. Sparks and flames erupted from the collision, illuminating the battlefield.
Jack: "These guys are tougher than they look."
Liam: "Good. I was getting bored."
Liam summoned a storm of lightning, the electric arcs forming into a spiraling vortex around him. He directed the storm toward his opponent, the crackling energy overwhelming the Djinn's fire magic. The creature tried to retaliate with a burst of flames, but Liam's lightning pierced through the attack, striking the Djinn with devastating force.
Meanwhile, Jack was locked in a fierce duel with his opponent. The Djinn's scimitar clashed against Jack's lightning blades, each strike sending shockwaves through the air. Jack grinned, his movements quick and unpredictable.
Jack: "You're not bad, but I'm better."
He feinted to the left before darting to the right, his blade slicing through the Djinn's side. The creature howled in pain, its flames flickering as it tried to recover. Jack didn't give it the chance.
With a burst of speed, he leapt into the air, his lightning magic surging to its peak. He brought his blades down in a powerful strike, the electricity coursing through the Djinn's body and extinguishing its flames.
As Jack landed, Liam finished off his opponent with a final bolt of lightning, the Djinn collapsing in a smoldering heap.
Liam and Jack stood amidst the remains of their foes, their breathing heavy but their spirits high.
Jack: "That wasn't so bad."
Liam: "Speak for yourself. These guys were tougher than the ones we fought before."
The two looked over to see Duke and Franklin walking toward them, their expressions calm and unbothered.
Franklin: "Took you long enough."
Duke: "Maybe next time we should give you two some pointers."
Liam scowled, though there was no malice in his expression.
Liam: "Yeah, yeah. We handled it just fine."
Jack grinned, clapping Liam on the shoulder.
Jack: "Don't let them get to you. We're catching up to them. Slowly but surely."
Franklin smirked, his confidence unshaken.
Franklin: "You've got a long way to go. But hey, at least you're trying."
The group shared a brief moment of camaraderie before turning their attention to the rest of the battlefield. The fight was far from over, but their victory against the Djinn was a testament to their strength and teamwork.
As the sun began to set, casting a fiery glow over the scorched landscape, the four of them prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead.