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𝘗𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘛𝘚 | ɪɴᴛᴇʀ-ɢᴀᴛᴇ ᴇxᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ - 17

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As Aarush kept pressing on, he noticed a sudden shift.

Makaruna's entire form changed, darkening into a menacing black.

Aarush’s eyes narrowed, baffled by the transformation.

Aarush: "What…?"

Without warning, Makaruna began launching Crimson Arts in rapid succession, the energy radiating with a newfound intensity.

Aarush was taken aback, barely keeping up with the onslaught.

He darted across the rooftops, dodging blasts and trying to find a moment to regroup.

In the midst of evading, Aarush’s thoughts raced.

"How did it change color like that? And it's more aggressive now—it's attacking without hesitation. Does that mean...?"

He barely had time to finish his thought before a massive Crimson Slash tore through the air toward him.

As the slash cut through the space where Aarush had just been standing, he leapt away, sprinting across buildings in a desperate attempt to stay out of reach.

Makaruna tore through the structures in its path, reducing them to rubble, transforming the cityscape into a scene of devastation.

It seemed to be hunting Aarush, its every movement a threat to whatever lay in its wake.

Aarush dodged a powerful sweep from Makaruna, barely managing to twist out of the way and land on a neighboring rooftop.

Makaruna pursued him relentlessly, leaping onto the building with a furious roar, wielding what looked like a spiked throne bat in its massive hand.

The creature swung it down with bone-crushing force, shattering the glass and tiles on the rooftop, but Aarush managed to sidestep, using the opening to gather himself.

Aarush smirked, taunting Makaruna as he launched his Crimson Fist, his hand coated in a thick layer of blood energy.

He struck Makaruna with full force, sending it crashing backward through several buildings.

As Aarush watched the aftermath, he noticed a pattern in Makaruna's behavior.

Aarush: "So, with this black form, it’s way more aggressive, but its defenses are weaker."

He grinned, understanding that the transformation came with a cost.

"If I can exploit that weakness, I might be able to end this."

He braced himself, channeling his energy into his next move, knowing he’d have to be quicker than before.

As Makaruna erupted from the rubble, it jumped from the bottom of a crumbling building, catapulting itself toward Aarush with terrifying speed.

Aarush responded immediately, activating his seventh variation.

"[ 𝘾𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ! ]"

With a surge of energy, crimson wings unfurled from Aarush's back, lifting him high above Makaruna’s reach.

From above, he summoned his eighth variation.

"[ 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚜 ! ]"

In an instant, massive pillars of blood shot up from the ground, each one charged with lethal energy.

As Makaruna leapt toward Aarush, the pillars collided with its body, striking it with full force and sending it plummeting back to the ground.

Makaruna crashed into the debris below, the impact echoing through the empty city.

Aarush hovered above the scene, surveying the damage.

He deactivated his crimson wings, descending to the ground in a controlled glide.

Standing amidst the dust and debris, he looked around for any sign of movement.

Aarush: "Is that it?"

Suddenly, Makaruna's body shifted again.

The darkened black hue faded, transforming back to its ghostly white.

Aarush's eyes widened in surprise.

Aarush: "What… no way.

"𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜?!"

The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. Makaruna had exhausted its aggressive form but wasn’t defeated yet.

To Be Continued...