The Lord Of The Secret Dimension
The Elemination of Struggle Partners

Sorayna has not answered his own best friend's questions.

His mouth was tightly locked when he discovered that they both had the same enemy.

He stared into Ravettha's eyes for a moment, all he saw was an aura of anger in which he himself could not explain what was wrong.

"TEEP!"

His friend pushed his body backwards.

This time he began to understand what his best friend was thinking.

"yes too! Why did I separate them?" Asked a long brunette man with a diagonal stroke of a sword in his mouth.

He pulled his precious spear from the ground and grasped it behind his back.

There is no pride or sadness other than his words that seem indifferent.

He was Porte Sean Herque, a participant well known for his rebellious qualities.

"You saved me, Vette! This time I'll give them the best gift ever!" Said Sorayna who was filled with confidence.

Even though the ground before him had split apart, there was no other reason for him to express his gratitude.

He knew that the abyss before them was really pleasant if his enemy had a naive sacrifice.

Realizing that, Ravettha and Sorayna walked in opposite directions.

Ravettha continued to step to the left, while Sorayna walked to the right.

It was obvious that they were both looking for something and needed something.

"When do you want me to wait for you to attack?" Sean asked who was playing his chin.

He did not stop watching his two targets because he dared to bet if missed, both would disappear from view and make a new show that would certainly harm him.

He patiently eliminated comrades in arms around the area.

"W-How...? How the big boss killed our comrades in arms!" Said one of Sean's three subordinates.

"Shhhhh! Shut the fuck up, you fool!" Said another subordinate by stepping on his partner's foot.

Ravettha simply kept quiet and acted as if nothing had happened.

It's not really profitable for either side.

Neither Ravettha nor Sorayna's minds were connected in telepathy.

They both prefer to use a balance of intuition and logic.

"Hello, sir! Unfortunately we've been trapped!" Ravettha said that appeared right on Sean's face.

The four eyes were looking at each other and had different expressions.

Sean was convinced that the word "Traped" did not mean he was threatened, but his entire family.

His hard-earned comrades-in-arms wake up wanting or not to wait for the light of the savior.

"Help my call, Hetcogera! The tide welcomes you. Lyric chants accompany things. The darkness of night has blessed you. Soul blades assemble life. You and I are connected. The master of all matter is scooping up. Release your shield like a queen." Sorayna called his trust manager.

He was very calm and comfortable when calling Hetcogera.

No one cares about boring words including Sean and his three men.

The four of them felt unaffected in the least by Sorrowna.

"Of course you're not sick right now, are you?" Ask a voice of unknown origin.

A sentence continued to echo in Sean's mind.

His body that was covered in heat turned into a gripping chill.

The only thing he felt was the loss of control over his body.

He found a knock from before him with a bright red ball and a dark circle above his head.

Losing control of his power left himself numb.

The whole ambition and direction of his goal disappeared instantly and did not work.

He did not even know what kind of apology to say to his three loyal subordinates.

"BO!"

It was the best sound Hetcogera ever had.

He did not really understand man, except to obey the orders of his eternal master, Soriana Eucaston Geoverra.

The living corpses, flesh-predating insects, and toxins in the ground gathered in one place and crawled out from the ground that Sean had split open before.

"Sufuf! You're gonna owe me, poor Sean! I won't forget the tax deduction!" Sorayna appeared right in front of Sean.

As he said, Sean fared no more than the bodies he had just resurrected.

"Are we gonna be idle for a second?" Ravettha asked who stood observing her fellow members on the other side.

"I don't think anymore. We're gonna have fun here! Yuhuuu!" Sorayna said by pulling Ravettha's hand, grasping one of her arms, and dancing to her favorite beat.

"Wait a minute here, Sorayna! It's not fun without these snacks, is it?" Ravettha asked who ruffled her storage bag.

A long table stretches out at the edge of the dance circle.

The table contains various types of food and drinks, including their favorite cakes.

Next to the table there is a hologram server system to get the desired order.

"Good! Our first dance this time was amazing!" Sorayna hugged his best friend tightly, and began their business together in a timely manner, not so soon or for long.

At the same place, Hetcogera guided his troops and provided reinforcements to the neighbors, namely Kalvetno, Levord, Waldon, Vincenzo, and Mr. Victor.

"CUMC!"

A sword fell from the grasp of a hand that was serious in fighting.

The user was very surprised after realizing there were many special guests.

"Who put these damn centipedes and leeches? Huh uh?" Levord asked who was upset because he was bullied instead of helped.

He really wanted to vent his anger on someone who sent disgusting enemies, like mutated insects.

"Come here! Obviously you still hate this lousy slime, don't you?" Waldon asked who tried his new temptation on his little sister every now and then.

"Yes! Just try brother here and get them out of me! Let's see who wins this time!" Levord pretends to be provoked by his brother's emotions and temptations.

"Of course I accept your challenge, my sister! This best brother of yours will show you how fast it is to be a backrest for his little sister!" Waldon said, jumping far away to Levord.

A purple-greenish light shot out from his ten fingertips.

They broke away from their foundation and took off into the air.

Split himself and go over his dinner rations.

After the task is fulfilled, they immediately destroy themselves without waiting for the cue or order of the employer.

That self-destruction did not have so much of an impact on the scope of the sound.

"Hows it? Are you ready to be called the official 'Sister and sister' again?" Waldon asked with a cheerful laugh.

He really does not care what response will be received because he clings to the statement, "Whatever the result, that will be the solution".

"Curtain! Looking at that annoying you, it feels useless I replied 'No' or some kind of rejection, huh?" Levord said with a glance at his brother, then rolled his eyeballs until the interlocutor shifted the subject.

"If I answer 'Yes' or 'No', I'll regret it later. What if I turn it into 'Depending'? Totally safe, huh? Ha-ha-ha!" Said Waldon who tried to be as open as possible through his humor.

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