The Cursed Bloodline
The appearance of the enemy

Meanwhile, Aora was still at war with the flickering pieces of strange events that filled her head. At first glance, an image where the bodies of people were lying and brutally killed appeared on his head.

Aora was unsure, whose memory she had. Aora continued to charge with the pain. His silvery-gray hair he squeezed hard, hoping the pain he felt soon went away from him. Without him noticing, a dark magic aura began to appear on his right chest. Meanwhile, the moon Clan seal that Yora had installed, gradually began to weaken.

"Aorah! Be aware! " Yora started shaking her brother's body. However, it remained that Aora's body was still frozen while kneeling with her hands clutching her head tightly.

The look on Aora's eyes began to change, irises as red as terrifying blood appeared in both of her eyes. Sweeping the dark room around him with a sharp look.

"Y-yora! It's weird, my head keeps spinning the memories of this place. The blood that adorned the floor and walls of this room, came from the people who died in this place.

Argha!

This is not my memory. But somehow, I-I feel and remember every detail of that incident. With my hands, I remember clearly. I killed a lot of people in this room! " murm Aora while limping. He looked at his own hands with regretful eyes.

Yora could only be aghast, what did Aora mean? He killed a lot of people in this room? Wasn't this the first time they came to this room? That's absolutely impossible!

" What do you mean? Do you have any memories of what happened in this room?

Wait a minute "

Yora seemed to get an answer from Aora's words. Yora recalled Aora's words in the castle, her brother once said that he felt a strange dark force connected to him.

Does this have anything to do with it? This may be an important clue. But Yora has not been able to ascertain what the connection of these strange events is. Yora turned her gaze towards Aora. Something came to his mind.

"It can only happen if you share your strengths and memories with others. Could it be, that person we were chasing all this time? " gumma Yora slowly

Kretakkk!

The ice rifts began to creep up the floor of the dark room. Yora immediately realized it, she swiftly activated the gyoku in her hand and let out her blue flame. With her magic, Yora protects herself with the heat of her eternal flame.

"This magic? Just like the Snow Clan's! But who? "

Yora spread her gaze. Trying to figure out who the attacker is using this kind of freezing magic manipulation. Faintly, from within the darkness appeared three silhouettes that began to walk up to them. The three hooded men were made up of two men and one woman. Unmistakably, they were the three mainstay disciples of Tanuki in the Red Cloud Cops. Jigoku, Akuma and Maya

The three people smiled coldly towards Yora.

"You're coming to the wrong place! I know you're so handsome, but baby we won't spare your lives! "

Maya, the woman with long brown hair started to raise her hand. Her bright red lipstick lips began to lift. A snow gyoku seal was faintly visible on his palm. With just a flick of his finger, he again attacked Yora with his ice element

"Death! "

Brass!

Ice storm is starting to build. At high speed, it began to target Aora and Yora who were standing not far from there. Yora again raised her level of blue flames, this time not a small blue flame created. But the giant blue fire, which successfully protects it from the attack of the ice storm belongs to Maya. With just a hand-throw, Yora melted the ice surrounding her.

Yora started to take out the bakuro sword, lifting it up slowly and started banging the tip of the sword against the floor

Trang!

Yora's magic splice started walking on the floor. He targeted the three people in front of him, hoping that with his illusion magic he could soon defeat the three people.

The sound of swords began to echo throughout the room. However, one of the black-robed men beside maya, instantly blocked the magic wave Yora created. With a single blow, the man slammed Yora's magic with his magic until it disappeared instantly

"It's been a long time, since you escaped our fight, Yora! " the man began to open the hood that covered his head. This time his face was clearer. The figure of the skinny man with an arrogant look on his face smiled sinisterly towards Yora.

" You-" Yora realized, the man in front of her had attacked her when she was about to get out of Mizu Country. Unmistakably, the man was a strange power user capable of suppressing his sound manipulation magic.

" It's very rude, if in a fight we don't know each other" said the hooded man standing next to Jigoku.

"We've heard about you guys for a long time. Descendants of the noble Clan Sora. The reincarnation of the Three Pillars of the Sky Guard. Aora and Yora! Introduce, my name is Akuma. " said the thick-moustached man in a super calm tone. He glanced at his two colleagues.

" I'm Jigoku! This time, I promise I won't let you run away again boy! " save Jigoku with a dismissive smile

" You can call me Maya! " pick up Maya doesn't want to lose.

Yora's hands clenched firmly. It seems that they are enemies that cannot be underestimated. Judging from the uniforms, they were already clearly from the Red Cloud Cops.

The two of them, could even master a special technique that only the Snow and Moon Clan possessed.

" What is your purpose?! " Yora turned her sword again and prepared to attack

" Bakuro no ken heh? It sucks!

Because you're already here. We don't have to bother hunting you. Especially you, Aora. Mr. Kurasu must be very happy if we bring his precious container before him.

You remember what happened in this room. That means, Mr. Kurasu's power has already started to work. Looks like your body has been taken over bit by bit by our Master. That means just waiting for the time until Mr. Kurasu gets up on your body! " say Jigoku. He smiled meaningfully looking towards Aora who was still kneeling with her head down.

" One sad opponent. While one more, a cowardly opponent who likes to run away in the middle of the game. The name of the Three Pillars of guards, is not very suitable as the nickname of a loser like you guys! " Jogoku looked down at Yora. As usual, he underestimated the opponent he was about to face.

Yora did not reply to a single disparaging remark her opponent had uttered. For him, this little time was enough for him to use to strategize.

" Damn it! Stop this unimportant pleasantry. You think you can take me to that Moster, easily? " said Aora suddenly.

Aora started to stand up. Looks like he's got back to his consciousness. Yora slightly glanced towards her brother. His lips lifted up a little.

" Cih! You finally came to your senses as well" Yora muttered softly. Seeing Aora regain consciousness, Jigoku's facial features began to turn sour.

" Damn it! You can still brag too! Guys guys! Let's take these two losers! " ucao Jigoku with a sharp look.

Two of his colleagues nodded. With a flash, the three of them began to disappear amidst the darkness.

Tranggg!

Thousands of ice needles began to fall and target Aora and Yora. Quickly, both of them swung their swords and slashed at those ice needles instantly.

"They hide well. I can't even find their magic aura! " said Aora while continuing to be on standby.

" They make use of the darkened room, to hide themselves well! " sovereign.

" Aora! You remember the boar hunt when we were kids. The situation is almost the same now. " Yora started whispering to Aora

" Of course! "

" good! We will use that time to defeat them! "

Aora and Yora raised their respective swords. They made defensive formations, bringing their backs closer.

" That way, huh? Looks like your idea wasn't too bad, Yora! " Aora smiled satisfied with Yora's plan. Even before Yora explained it, the ash-haired man had already understood

" Are you ready? "

Yora activates Gyokunya. Not wanting to be left behind, Aora also coated Shiroi's sword with her pertir element.

" Now! " yora shouted giving a cue

Boommmm!