The air is thick with the acrid scent of smoke and gunpowder, and the ground shakes beneath Ika's feet as chaos unfolds around him. He grips a makeshift weapon—an old, rusted pipe—his heart racing as he tries to process the overwhelming sight of the battle engulfing the island.
"What am I doing here?" Ika whispers, panic clawing at his insides. He had wanted to help, to stand alongside his friends and fight against the Demon Lord's and World Government's forces, but now he finds himself caught in a whirlwind of violence that threatens to consume him. Ika watches as soldiers storm past him, their shouts and commands drowning out any rational thought. He swings the pipe weakly at an approaching enemy, connecting with a dull thud, but the soldier barely stumbles. 'No! I need to do better!'
"Get off me!" Ika yells as two soldiers push him to the ground. He struggles, adrenaline surging as he manages to kick one off him. He scrambles to his feet, but before he can catch his breath, another soldier lunges at him, knocking the breath from his lungs. 'Why can't I do anything right?' Frustration wells within him as he finds himself cornered. He glances around, spotting a group of his friends fighting valiantly in the distance. 'They need me!'
"Let me go!" Ika's skin on his face and shoulders momentarily turns green. Summoning every ounce of courage, Ika dodges a punch aimed at his head and retaliates with a flurry of wild strikes. His hits land with a bit more conviction this time, but he quickly realizes that for every soldier he manages to take down, two more replace them.
"Stop! Just stop!" he shouts, voice breaking as he feels the pressure closing in on him. The chaos around him seems endless, and he's suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness.
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Yuma locks eyes with Demon Lord Ikati. The two monsters staring each other down. An Alien and a Violently calm cat death glare at each other. Yuma gritted his teeth.
"Why're you doing this!?" Ikati raises an eyebrow.
"You really wanna know, huh? Next thing I know, you're going to be asking about Kinsha too, aren't you?" Yuma's eyes widened.
"You have Kinsha!? What did you do to her!?" Ikati smirks.
"It was all part of the big plan…" Yuma clenches his fist and shouts.
"What Plan!?" Demon Lord Ikati slowly steps forward.
"You know… release Kinsha, give her false hope, she'll become good friends with you, capture her again, you'll come and try to save her… you'd fall right into my trap… I'd capture you, turn you and Akaba into Demon lord Buki in exchange for freedom" Yuma's eyes widened. He had been played from the beginning and was all part of Ikati's plan. Ikati smiles maliciously.
"And my plan is all coming together" Yuma's eyes become shaded.
"And then what? Blow up the world? Take down the government and become King?" Ikati raises an eyebrow.
"Oh? You're still curious? If I do become free, then yes… I'll build up my forces and overthrow Buki to become the one and only true Demon Lord…" Yuma exhales, taking deep breaths.
"And what if I escape?" Ikati pauses for erupting into laughter.
"IF you manage to escape me here, I have eyes on EVERY island under the Demon Lords watch, so your every move could be reported straight back to me!" Ikati starts laughing maniacally.
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Admiral Fuyuno Vlast stands dominantly on top of the Battle ships deck, looking down on the destroyed harbor and town.
"What commands do you give us, Admiral Vlast?" Her hair blows strongly in the wind. Not even glancing in the commander's direction.
"Tell what remains of the fleet to surround the islands and leave no gaps… we won't allow Alien King: Yuma to escape this Island… whether it be dead or alive" The commander nods.
"Yes ma'am" The commander goes to walk away.
"Any update on Admiral Valtor's whereabouts since he ran to the island after defeating Moon?" The commander pauses in his tracks.
"N-No… Ma'am… we haven't received any contact since his fleet made landfall" an aura of pure brute strength rises from the Admiral's shoulders.
"New commands… upon surrounding the island… aim… and fire ALL the cannons in a non stop barrage" The commander gulps and salutes.
"Y-Yes Ma'am!"