SOULTALE | By ShadowNTS

(Chapter 130) Firematter.

Standing across eachother, both inside of a very small bar, you and Grillby stare eachother down.

RHT: You're not a soul guard, so what makes you think that you can defeat me?
GRB: I prefer not to speak about my past.
RHT: Must be a disappointment then.

You dash towards Grillby and swing your blade at his head. Unexpectedly, he stops it with his hand.

RHT: (Ehh?)

Grillby presses his other palm against your chest.

GRB: Plasma.

A beam of flame fires from his palm and crashes you through the wall and into the open area. Grillby walks out from the smoke and looks down on you.

GRB: Still think you're stronger?
RHT: Let's just get it over with.

You stand up and pick up your blade. Grillby clashes his hands together and fires up his flames. You dash forwards and ignite your blade in hellfire.

RHT: Let's see whose flame is superior!
GRB: You are sorely mistaken.

Grillby lunges forwards. You swing your blade towards him but miss, as he dodges underneath and forms a fist with his hand.

GRB: Solid.

His flames concentrate into his fist and he uppercuts your chin, sending you crashing into the ground.

RHT: (*cough* What the hell is up with him?! Those aren't just ordinary flames!)

You force yourself back up onto your feet. Grillby adjusts his glasses and stands ready.

RHT: (My wounds from the previous fight aren't helping either. All of my physical capabilities are weakened. I have to win this using my brain!)

You summon your other blade and thrust it into the ground, before your clone forms up from the ground and grabs it.

GRB: Another one won't change a thing.

You and your clone both charge at Grillby. He puts up his fists. Your clone swings first. Grillby dodges and grabs its' face. You try and suprise him but he throws your clone at you.

GRB: Gas.

Your clone ignites on fire and turns to ash in front of your eyes. You stand shocked at what is happening.

RHT: (What the hell is his ability?!)
GRB: Focus on the battle.

Grillby dashes towards you, throwing punches. You block with your blade in time and swing to push him back. A weird feeling invades your body.

RHT: (This feeling... I've felt it before... right before moments I was in danger. I see now...)

Grillby presses his palms on the ground and concentrates his flames into them.

GRB: Liquid.

The ground around you and him turns into lava. You avoid certain death by jumping and landing on one of the rooftops. Grillby looks confused.

GRB: How did you know what was going to happen..?
RHT: I'm not too sure either, but I guess I can call it my danger sense.

Grillby smirks and summons out of the ground a pillar of fire, raising him to the same altitude as you.

GRB: You just keep getting stronger each time you battle someone.
RHT: It's the despair burning up inside of me.
GRB: I've seen many people who were this determined to finish something. Only one of them has succeeded although, The Grand Knight.
RHT: I'll be sure to make that two.
GRB: Maybe you will, maybe you'll die trying, but for now, It's my duty to fend you off.
RHT: You'll live a better life in my reality.

You point your blades' tip towards him. Grillby raises a wall of fire around the two of you, creating a solitary battlefield.

End of Chapter 130
"Firematter"

[ Rhett has now understood what Grillbys' ability is. Can she defeat him now? ]