𝓥𝓪𝓶𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓮 𝓓𝓲𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼: 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓣𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓵𝓼

𝒜𝓈 𝒩𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝐹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈...

Arc 1: Souls of Crimson...

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A few days later...

"I WANNA BATTLE! I WANNA BATTLE!"

"No Helsie. I don't want to..."

Kento was seen slugging around the halls of the Crimson Sun Order guild, followed by Helsie demanding a battle. It's been a few days since Kento became an S-Rank. Fun Fact from Takeo: Kento's the third-ever S-Rank int he Crimson Sun Order behind Takeo and another, who's on a trip.

"Seriously Helsie, get off my back about it..." Kento said, sighing.

"I'm not leaving you alone until we battle!" Helsie demanded.

Kento moaned and groaned for another minute as he went into the kitchen area for something to eat. 

One thing about Kento: Even though he's a playboy and a 'toxic' person, he would never put his hands on a girl. That's one thing he wouldn't do, hence, why he's rejecting the offer to fight her. 

"Oh come on? You scared to put your hands on a girl that can fight back?" Helsie asked, snickering.

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"What are you, a mind reader? And I wasn't that kind of playboy," Kento said, looking for something to drink.

"Oh I know. Joni told me," Helsie replied, "but still if you reject the offer to fight me, what's it gonna be like when you confront Dusk? You won't have time to reject, no matter how strong you are now."

That made Kento stop mid-sip.

"You may have beaten Taro, but you're nowhere near Dusk's level. You can't just fight when you need to. You need a stance. You need to learn how to fight..."

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"Alright Hel," Kento said, putting the drink down.

"You got my attention. When do we start?"

"Right now."

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"But, I-I..."

"No time! We must train you!" Helsie said, dragging Kento to the training area.

"Operation: Train the Playboy is a go!"

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SLAM!

Kento was sent into the mat, but rolled out of Helsie's axe kick. Kento now stood across from Helsie, his muscles tensed as he tried to anticipate her next move. His vampiric instincts were still raw and untamed, giving him a heightened sense of awareness, but nothing could've prepared him for the overwhelming presence Helsie brought. She was a seasoned fighter, her every movement fluid and calculated, while he was still learning to channel the power that came with his vampirism.

They circled each other in silence, the dim light casting long shadows across the training room. Helsie made the first move, darting forward with a quick jab aimed at Kento's face. He managed to dodge, barely, his reflexes kicking in at the last second. But as he moved, she was already pivoting, driving a powerful knee toward his midsection.

The blow connected, sending Kento stumbling back. He gasped, the force of the impact making his entire body ache. Though his vampiric endurance allowed him to withstand the pain, he knew that his lack of experience left him vulnerable. Still, he refused to give in. Kento adapted quickly, mimicking her fluid movements as best he could. He lashed out with a low kick, trying to destabilize her. Helsie sidestepped effortlessly, grabbing his arm and twisting it behind him. With a swift motion, she swept his legs out from under him, sending him crashing to the ground.