Turren Straw has now engaged with the bodyguards of James Jenfield. In what seems a tough fight to do, but for a patriarch, a must be approach. There are ten of them in total, and they were killed in one by 4 instance.
There in a magic torrential device lies James Jenfield. Waiting and meditating at the same type, protected by what seems to be a magic barrier, and when broken, the eyes of James Jenfield shone blue - then enters the battle like cavalry an infantry, he preys at Turren Straw.
James Jenfield's martial arts is western, known as "Zieg Mier", an ancient form of magic combat that never was once heard again, until now. It, like "Ente Falle Na" is a body imbued in magic. Releasing palm attacks for defense and guiding the other hand for magic, those versatile in this form of martial arts knows well, how to be a combat mage. Using close quarters combat at the same time magic.
"Ente Falle na!" - James Jenfield
(While rushing in at Turren)
Turren Straw infuses ki with chi to withhold a strong breath, countering upon the channeling of chakras forces going outside his palm. Enough to destroy, a magic barrier but was negated by "Ente Falle Na".
(While Fighting in hand to hand combat)
(James Jenfield is casting an attack spell)
"Lucrous hannan menn, Lucrous harran daa - Hai! Darragon!" - James Jenfield
Then a breath of fire was spread out of his staff, almost like a ball that made Turren Straw wanting to destroy the orb instead. But with movements of negation and deflection seems impossible. A master of deflection and defensive martial arts, the black magician James Jenfield, withstands against a master of martial arts. Even at close range, even at close quarters combat.
"Heenneea, Heenneaa, hanna greee, hanna beee! -Ahhh! Storm Cluster!" - James Jenfield
Then a cluster of water was shed into the stuff and like a form of liquid ice, spread about to attack Turren Straw. Attacking it with subtle forces of tai chi using palm movements that flow like feminine water, guided it outward his front and into the sides.
The next attack was the staff brimming with water and was used as an attack form. Turren counters this by ducking in form of water, and then a magic palm strike was approaching him, which Turren Straw deflects, then, the magic agains swirls back infront of him as the staff is headed towards his front.
"Magi-na, megenna sustenna, hammeridad! Hai! Brazen Grudge!" - James Jenfield
(the attack sustain an earth attack from the sides of Turren, hurting him in turn)
"Weak and pathetic, is this now the White Dragon Clans Elites that once held proudly strong throughout millennia of magic martial and spirit martial arts?" - James Jenfield
"I didn't show you anything yet." - Turren Straw
"Hammana Hammana Hammana Hammana…. Sitrous El Fagoous merrousss bannouss HAAAAAAAA! Striking Destructive Palm!" - Turren Straw
Turren Straw, managing to cut the surface of his face, inflicted a powerful attack that not only destroyed the magic barrier but the magic of "Ente Falle Na".
James Jenfield proving to himself that he is a far better magician and fighter than Turren Straw made him satisfied that there is no more need for the battle, and instead, retreats back to his lodging, untraced and untracked again. But before he did, he said something to Turren Straw.
"In this war, we will be the ones victorious!" - James Jenfield
Making Turren quite angry in fact, because in the last loop, they really did one at a margin until the cultivation of Forest Straw was sucked dry by an undead cultivator, by the name of Garold the Fifth. A ghoul that keeps sucking out the life of him, sucking his spirit energy, until he no longer can cultivate, and thus ended the war.
That cheating psychic vampire, earned him the title as "Frost", because he froze all of his enemies dry. By dumbing them down, literally sucking the intelligence out of them, and entering them into a state of numbness that left them lacking of cultivation.
Turren Straw agreed to the elders and the heads of each family that the Clan must not show the powers for now of Forest Straw, as to avoid a cultivation drop in him. Instead, trains him in secret to match up later in the other - where else but in his dreams.
Thus is the secret to the lock away powers of Forest Straw, and a naive personality that seemed forever to disclose of the real one. The fighting one, the agile one, and the conqueror of his time.