Sands of Destiny: Five Lights Appear

Chapter 27: Tremble Before The Queen of the Wranglers

She saw him rampaging, which was nothing new to her. Titan towered over the building, stomping on anything that moved. Trista flew directly at him, wasting no time to think. Titan swung slowly, and Trista flew right around his arm and landed a nasty uppercut, using her purple winds to amplify the force. Titan stumbled, and Trista pushed forward, hitting him with what seemed to be a never ending barrage of punches. People cheered, as the robed savior pushed Titan back. Trista summoned a wave of purple wind over Titan, crushing him slowly. Titan crouched under the pressure, but eventually it forced him to lay on his stomach. Trista flew down, landing in front of his face. He was so large, that his face still towered over her. She pulled down her hood, revealing her face.

"Remember me?!"

Titan's face contorted in pain and anger.

"The brat of Terrible Troy! How's about you letting me up so I can rip you to shreds!!!"

"How about no!"

Titan growled.

"Remember how you crushed my dad? Remember all the countless innocent lives you took, crushing them?!"

Titan never had a chance to respond. With pure rage burning in her eyes, Trista snapped her fingers, and Titan sunk into the sand, and popped like a balloon. In his place, there was nothing left but a pool, or more like a lake of Titans blood. The people around were terrified, but also mesmerized by the power Trista displayed. Trista looked down at the red lake that was once Titan with anger and disgust. Dormia, Natura, and Kruise landed behind her, and they could feel her blood lust and frustration run wildly out of control. Natura walked up and put her arm around Trista.

"Take a deep breath, you did well. But right now I need you to zone back in, we have to go save Igneous, Glacio, and Frixus."

Trista turned around and walked towards the rest of the group.

"Let's hurry up then, I need something stronger to punch!!!"

Kruise palmed his face, shaking his head. Dormia hugged her friend, and tried to calm her down as best as she could. Natura looked at the lake of blood.

"These kids are scary, it's like they get stronger every time they fight!"

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"Purto, was it really necessary for you to have me incinerate all of the Lost Sands, I thought we only wanted to kill the three people you murdered."

"You heard Acidus! He said to make an example. We left the mansion and the bodies, and burned the wrangler's biggest symbol of victory to the ground. That's the best example that I could think of."

"Sometimes I wonder if we should be a bit more merciful though. We have a lot of blood on our hands."

"When you're as strong as we are, those things don't matter!"

Purto laughed loudly as they walked through the ash blackened sands. He was the weakest of the Three Brothers of the Mist, and the man who killed Igneous, Glacio, and Frixius. Emortus was the youngest, and the strongest of the three. Emortus normally was a mild mannered guy, viewing himself as nothing more than a weapon. But there are two sides to every coin...

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Acidus hid in the shadows, observing Medikus. He could tell right away that the kid wasn't as quite as strong as Aux. But something about him gave him a funny feeling.

"This kid could have the potential to actually be a problem for us one day. I'll have to prepare Emortus, this might be even more fun to let play out. We'll crush their strongest man just when they think they have a chance!"

Acidus saw that Medikus was very observant and aware of his surroundings, so he kept his distance. Acidus knew when Aux invaded Oasis that it was only a distraction. As soon as Aux took the first Sheriff he encountered out, Acidus had already started his counter strike. Acidus saw Titus approaching Medikus, stoically. Medikus didn't falter, but instead immediately went for the kill. Titus grew blades of bone out of his body to block Medikus's swift, downward strike. But Medikus was too strong, and broke through his defenses, leaving a long gash on Titus's chest.

"This could be fun to watch, but..."

Titus looked unfazed. Medikus stared deep into the Sheriff's eyes, with a burning, murderous intent in his eyes.

"My next strike will kill you. Prepare yourself!"

Titus could feel his power suddenly pale in comparison to the man in front of him. He wasn't used to the idea of fear, and quite frankly, it pissed him off. The two rushed forward, putting all their bets on the next blow. Suddenly he came out of the shadows with frightening speed. Medikus layed on the ground, confused, trying to catch his breath. He looked up to see a tall, thin man with pale skin. He had yellow eyes and blond hair, with a face that looked devilishly dashing. He wore a simple, white, baggy dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the chest open. His jeans were brand new, and fit him tightly. He also wore a brown cowboy hat. In his one hand was the melting face of Titus. In the other, was the head of the Perfectionist himself, Aux. Medikus was already on top of Acidus, his sword in route to the mysterious enemy's throat. Acidus sighed and punched Medikus with Aux's head, splattering it as he knocked Medikus to the ground immediately. He looked down at Medikus omnipotently. Titus melted away to a pile of discolored goop.

"How dare you approach me so carelessly?!"