"You fucking idiot... If you want to die, just die. I don’t want to die with you." Detroit spoke as he immediately started flying towards his castle.

"No... You will be staying here with me until that fucking morgan comes here." Jerfinndor spoke as he immediately wrapped his tail around Detroit’s body and grabbed him tightly.

"Leave me you fucking maniac... If you want to die, just die on your own. What the fuck are you trying to get me killed as well ?" Detroit shouted as he tried to get out of his tail but the grip was too tight to break free.

*Swish-Swish*

Suddenly, Detroit’s eyes widened in shock as he felt a tingle in his brain.

"H-He is here." He spoke with a serious expression as he turned his head to the north.

Jerfinndor also felt something as he turned his head to the north and noticed a small black figure coming towards them.

"Is that him ?" Jerfinndor asked as he slowly unwrapped his tail and let go of him.

"Y-Yes..." Detroit replied and instead of running away, he raised his trident towards Anon.

*SWISH-SWISH*

As Anon closed in on them... Both of them started to feel his aura and bloodlust.

Anon on the other side, sat over a throne made out of bones that was attached to Mira’s back.

*Puff*

He slowly puffed a cigar and looked at Jerfinndor and Detroit getting ready to fight him.

"Hmm... Together these guys can do something, maybe. Looks like I will be getting a worthy fight today." Anon spoke with a smile as he took a long puff from the cigar and threw the rest of it away.

He then stood up from the throne and opened up both of his hands into the air.

"The air feels so fresh." Anon spoke on a low voice as he inhaled.

As the clouds on his back cleared the shining blue moon’s rays covered his figure from behind.

Jerfinndor immediately withdrew his spear and got ready to fight.

"The name is Anon, Motherfuckers. Remember that in your afterlifes." Anon shouted as he pulled out the Arcane slayers from his inventory and a maniacal smile covered his face as his eyes shined brightly purple.

Jerfinndor looked into his eyes and his eyes turned red from anger.

*Step-Step-Step-Step-Step-Step-Step*

Anon immediately started running forward and jumped towards jerfinndor with full force.

"HUP..."

"He is coming." Detroit spoke as he immediately switched from an offensive stance to defensive stance.

Jerfinndor on the other side pulled his spear back with full force and threw it towards Anon with the intention to kill.

*BOOOOOOM*

The spear broke the sound barrier and moved at an incredible speed but Anon wasn’t even bothered to move from its trajectory. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"I had high hopes then this." Anon spoke as he simply raised both of the arcane slayers in front of his face and...

*BOOOOOOOOOOOM*

As soon as the spear and arcane slayers came in contact, a loud explosion took place as a cloud of smoke rose.

"What ? Did he die already ?" Jerfinndor asked.

"I-I can’t sense his presence anymore... I think you killed-"

"You can’t sense it because I don’t allow you to sense it." Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Both of them turned around and noticed that Anon was floating behind them with a smile on his face.

"You fucking... Aurora Beam." Jerfinndor spoke with an angry expression as he immediately raised his hand and made a ball of pure energy in front of him.

"DIEEEE..." Jerfinndor shouted as he released a high-powered beam from the energy ball.

*ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*

"Ah... All this shouting and such a bad aim." Leon spoke as he snapped his fingers.

*Swish*

Suddenly his and Detroit’s places got swapped.

*Swish*

"What the-" Before Detroit could’ve reacted, the beam hitted the trident but because he was in a defensive stance the damage was reduced down to 50%.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

A loud explosion took place that threw Detroit back several kilometres.

"Hmm... I thought you two were on the same side." Anon spoke with a mocking smile as he looked at Jerfinndor.

"How did you-" Before Jerfinndor could’ve completed his sentence, Anon’s kick greeted his mouth.

*THUD*

"Atleast give me the opportunity to use my weapon." Anon spoke with a smile as he looked at Jerfinndor.

"DARK FLAME BLAST." Jerfinndor shouted as he conjured up a black ball of fire over his mouth and threw it towards Anon with incredible dexterity.

The attack was too fast to dodge and it hitted Anon with full power, throwing him towards the ground.

*THUD*

As soon as he hitted the ground jerfinndor disappeared from his position and re-appeared on the place where Anon had crashed in a flash.

"Fucking hell... You really are strong." Anon spoke with a neutral expression as he tried to stand up from the ground but before he could’ve stood up jerfinndor placed his foot on Anon’s chest.

"You murdered my clan and my child like they were mere flies and you really thought you will be able to defeat me ? The greatest of all realm, Jerfinndor ?

You have six hearts right ? I will take five of them before I bring you to my wife." Jerfinndor spoke as he summoned another spear and placed it on the top left-side of his chest.

*Stab*

"Aghhhh..." Anon grunted as the spear pierced through of his heart.

Jerfinndor summoned another spear and placed it right next to the first one.

*Stab*

"Fuckkk..." Anon shouted but the grin on his face never left.

"Do you feel it ? That’s how I felt in every moment that my wife cried in front of my eyes."

"F-Fuck you..." Anon spoke with a smile as he smiled towards jerfinndor.

But Jerfinndor didn’t reacted he just summoned more spears and continued to stab all the hearts inside his body,

*Stab*

"FUCKKKKKKK..." Anon shouted loudly.

*Stab*

"Fucking HELL."

"Once I show your pathetic face to my wife... I will cut off your head in front of her." Jerfinndor spoke as he summoned the fifth spear and stabbed it into his fifth heart.

Mouthful of blood gushed out of Anon’s mouth without stops as his demon body struggled to pump blood with just one heart.

But Anon finally raised both of his hands in a slow gesture and bought them together slowly.

*Clap-Clap-Clap*

Jerfinndor looked at him with a confused expression as he started clapping and the bloody smile on his face widened.

Slowly the clapping sound started to travel throughout the enviornment around him.

"What ?" Jerfinndor spoke in low voice as he started looking around in confusion, although he knew something is not right, his mind just couldn’t pin-point it.

"What a marvelous performance... It was." Suddenly Anon’s sound came from above.

Jerfinndor’s neck immediately turned around towards the source of the sound and his eyes widened as he noticed that Leon was sitting on his throne over Mira’s back, his eyes were shining brightly purple and there was a mean smirk on his face.

"What !? But I-I" As soon as he turned his eyes back down, he noticed that instead of Anon, it was detroit that he was torturing for the last ten minutes.

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