Chapter 9: Inner Power Pt. 3

Tenebris and Frankie looked into each others' eyes. Both of them deadly daggers as they circled each other like wolves about to devour each other. Frankie, much to the dragon's surprise, was still smiling, this time with a shark-like grin. The dragon couldn't help but return it in kind.

"I will admit that I'm impressed," he said, "Out of the many people I've fought who've claimed to have been warriors, few if any were able to injure me like you have!"

"Guess I've gotta thank you," Frankie replied, his grin never leaving his face, "thanks to you, I might actually have more fun than I've ever had in years."

"Yesss," Tenebris hissed, his eyes radiating bloodlust and primal hunger, "embrace battle! The blood, the carnage, the death and pain! Forget about everything and just lose yourself to the battle!!"

"Sounds good to me!" Frankie laughed. He channeled golden energy into Fumetsu and pointed it at the dragon. With a loud yell, he shot the blast forward in a powerful energy beam. Tenebris channeled a purple orb with black sparks from his four horns and shot a massive orb of dark power to counter the beam. The two clashing forces created another bright shockwave that could be seen for miles around. The two opposing forces trying and straining to gain the upper hand, neither one giving an inch. Frankie, not desiring to be in a stalemate, channeled more energy and sent it forward, pushing back Tenebris' attack slowly but surely. It wasn't long before Tenebris' eyes widened with shock as his own attack was consumed in an aura of golden and orange, crashing into him as it did so. The dragon fell back into the earth, destroying more and more of the land and falling deeper into the ground.

While the dragon appeared confused, even a small hint of fear crossing his features, in the back of the dragon's mind however, he was excited as hell. How long had it been since he had felt this elation? This joy for combat? He had been without challenge for so long that he couldn't even remember. Deep down, he silently thanked this boy for breathing life back into the warrior within him. Frankie, up above, was contemplating his next move, for he knew the dragon wouldn't just go down from that, and he was running out of steam.

Fumetsu, can you hear me?

"Of course, what do you need?"

I need your help, Frankie said, I have an idea that I'd like to try, if you're willing.

"My friend. If it helps in this fight