"Ayane! Genre!" she yelled, jumping up.
"Close, but no. I'm not Genre. I'm Ayane's younger brother, Generation." the man said, removing the mask to show a young face.
"We heard all of you were moving out and decided to follow you! After all, if you're involved, it's going to be a good fight!"
All of the Invisible Warriors were surrounding them, silently growling and gritting their teeth. The warriors behind the lilac-haired woman in black were all wearing masks that looked like silver or golden skulls.
"Mother…" Nmutua hissed.
"Ah, Nmutua's all grown up and looking just like you did at her age! So, Katsumn, what do you say? What ever your fight here is, we can help you win." the woman smiled.
"True…"
"Katsumn, Nmutua. Can I have a word with you?" he asked, painfully standing up.
"These are the Shiniganes, Elric. We cannot ally ourselves with them. They're thieves and cutthroats!" Katsumn hissed.
"Ouch, how hurtful."
They all jumped, whirling around to face Ayane. She had a sly smile on her face. "So, your leader is a young boy? How sweet! But how long do you think you'll last?"
"I'm not just a kid! I was once part of the same military we're trying to over-throw!" he snarled.
"Brother! You're still wounded! You should take it easy!" Al scolded.
"He's right." Hohenheim nodded. Everyone agreed.
"Are you all united against me or something? I'm currently the boss here!" he whined.
"Yes, but if the head-honcho is wounded, he should listen to the lower people." Ayane said silkily, her face sly.
"Stay out of this, traitor!" Katsumn yelled, leaping at the woman.
"Woah!"
The two wound up in the middle of an open space. Katsumn trans-muted the minerals in the soil into a twenty-foot-tall chain-link fence around them. "We finish this now, traitor!"
The two became engaged in a furious fight. He noticed whenever Katsumn performed Alchemy, Ayane was able to counter it—without a circle.
"How is she doing that?" he wondered.
"Her body is covered with tattoos, invisible unless in pitch blackness. They use the same techniques as Katsumn's. A mix of Invisible Island, Xingese, and Amestrian. They developed the techniques together, so anything either of them throws at each other… The other can counter." Generation said, watching the battle anxiously.
"Amazing…" Terios gasped.
"They also use…" Generation started.
"Kyo-Kai Blaze Strike!" the two yelled.
The stance they'd both taken was strong and firm. They held their hands out before them, palms firing a strong beam of fire and light.
"What?" Al gasped.
"That's incredible!" Hohenheim voiced all of their thoughts.
"That's Hai-Chon magic! Supposedly the originator of Alchemy! It compresses the heat and light of the air into a powerful blast of fire and light! Only the most powerful Warriors even dare attempt it!" yelled Generation.
"At this rate… They'll destroy all of us!" yelled Terios.
"I won't give up!" screamed Katsumn. "I just barely won last time, but now I'm sending you to join all of my citizens you killed right after our fight with the Homunculi! No, you don't deserve that! My only punishment for you is damnation!"
There was a blur, and the chain-link fence was broken. Both of the leaders were thrown back. Cathrine crouched over Katsumn, and Scar stood over Ayane. "You two are obsessed." Cathrine said simply.
"It's tempting, isn't it?" Scar said softly.
"We were both once swallowed in the flames of revenge. We won't let it happen to rulers with people waiting for them." Cathrine was trembling. Her face shone with tears. "I won't let it happen to anyone else…"
"Get off. It doesn't help that you're knee is…" Katsumn blushed and whispered the rest. Cathrine quickly jumped up, her face scarlet.
"Why is it that you won't let anyone else be consumed? It's not like it's any of your business." huffed Ayane, pushing herself up.
"No, but they're right. And since I'm leading an invasion tomorrow, I can't have two of my military leaders fighting!" he grinned, limping over to the two. "I've decided to ally myself with you. That means you have my back. And you can shove a knife in it if you go bad."