As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the sacred land of obaiburo, the air was tense and dense. Kurata and Aoiro stood at the edge of the island, their eyes locked on the terrifying and imposing figure of Akatsuki, the dark king. His presence was overwhelming, a dark aura circling around him, marking him a force beyond defeating.
"Is this the best you guys can give, come on come at me" Akatsuki's voice was menacing and deep, reverberating through the air as he casually looked at the twins. The wind rose whipping up their clothes up but their determination to defeat akatsuki and kill the Rikoru.
Kurata eyes lighted up with his black lightning, as he prepared for his attack "We will show you what we're made of" his voice clearly showing resolve. Aoiro nodded, his blue lightning crackling through the air with intensity.
In a fraction of a second, kurata unleashed a barrage of black lightning bolts, while Aoiro launched a swift, electrifying strikes. The air hummed with their combined attack, but akatsuki stood unmoved.
With a flick of a wrist, akatsuki reflected the lightning with ease, his dark aura absorbing the energy with little effort. His power was seemingly limitless as he sidestepped all of kurata's and Aoiro's desperate attack. Each strike they landed was met with an effortless counter, they energy dissipating against his formidable defense.
"You think you can defeat me with such weak attacks" Akatsuki taunted, his deep voice dripping with contempt. The twins fought with everything they had, but akatsuki strength was too overwhelming. With each failed attempts, their confidence wavered, and their attacks were getting weak and useless against the demon.
Kurata and Aoiro were bloodied and battered after releasing waves of att as it draws their life force further away from them. The dark king showed no mercy as he jumped in the air landed and exchanged blows with them, the strikes precise and cruel, each blow leaving them more Injured and bloodied.
Finally after an hour of fighting, with a dismissive gesture akatsuki sent the twins sprawling across the ground. They lay there, gasping for breath, their bodies bruised and battered with several bones and ribs broken. With a disdainful snort, Akatsuki stepped forward, his aura intensifying as he prepared to finish them off.
But instead of delivering the final blow, akatsuki grabbed the twins by their neck and thru them off, sending them into the water below te island. The force at which they were thrown knocked the wind out of them,they plunged into the depths, the cold water enveloping them as they sank beneath the surface of the water.
The last thing they saw before losing consciousness was Akatsuki standing at the edge of the island, his silhouette framed by the fading light of te setting sun. The dark king mocking laughter echoed in their ears as they drifted into darkness, the bitter taste of defeat lingering in their tongues.