The Semi-Good News?

"White Dragon's Punch!" Zane shouted as he cocked back his fist and it was suddenly surrounded by a sphere of light.

"Hmph, so you're the White Dragon Slayer huh? Guess that means you're the one that defeated Lazarus huh?" As Zane threw his hand out and Samuel easily blocked it with one hand coated in lightning.

"How do you know about me beating Lazarus?!" Zane growled.

"Easy, I watched the whole war between you all." He informed.

"WHAT?!" Zane's magical presence increased as he heard this.

"Yeah, you guys were getting your butts kicked all over the place." He laughed.

"So...you're telling me you just watched us battle it out with Dream Reapers and didn't even help?!"

"Nope, I wanted to see who was really the strongest. But seems like the Dream Reapers were weaker than I thought. Especially with their Master walking off on them and my brother letting him escape! I would've erased their Master from existence!" Samuel barked.

"Rrraaaaaaaa!" Zane exploded in rage and quickly threw a high kick at Samuel. Samuel ducked the kick and smiled.

"So are you gonna make me use m Magic or what?" He mocked.

"White Dragon's Holy Breath!" Zane leaped in the air and released a powerful concentrated beam of light straight towards Samuel. Samuel took a step back and opened up his mouth as a golden magic circle appeared right in front of him and shouted out:

"Cry of the Soaring Thunderbird!" A bolt of lightning shot out from the magic circle and blasted back Zane's light with ease.

"W-what..." Zane's eyes were wide.

"Ya see, my brother was taught magic by a Phoenix, thus he learned Phoenix Slayer magic. Me...hmph, I was taught by a Thunderbird. Thus..."

"You know Thunderbird Slayer magic?" Zane asked.

"Exactly." Samuel nodded, "Now...Punch of the Soaring Thunderbird!" Samuel's fist was coated in lightning and he vanished.

"Where'd he-" Zane was cut off as Samuel drove his lightning fist right into Zane's stomach.

"Ooof!" Zane looked to see Samuel had a big smile on his face, "Weak!" He roared sending Zane into the roof of the Guild Hall.

"Told you...weak!" Samuel leaped up as Zane slowly began to fall from the roof.

"Zane no!" Lydia cried out.

"He's too weak, he's barely at seventy five percent! He can't take on Samuel!" Lauren shouted.

"Someone has to stop this!" Kihone agreed.

"Z-Zane..." Freyr muttered.

"Punch of the Soaring Thunderbird!" Samuel landed another punch up into Zane's chest.

"Augh!" Zane screamed out in agonizing pain from the attack. Samuel grabbed Zane by his throat and tossed him straight down towards the ground.

"Cry of the Soaring Thunderbird!" With that spell a blast lightning struck Zane dead in his chest.

"Guah!" Zane cried out as the lightning surged all through his body. He hit the ground hard and Samuel landed on the ground safely. He then stomped on the back of Zane.

"Ha! You really think you can defeat me?! What a weakling! I'm going to make an example out of you! If anyone dares to step to me, you'll be dismissed like this kid right here! I'm going to make this guild the strongest ever! I'm going to make sure that nothing like the Dream Reapers ever happen again!" Samuel shouted, "And it all starts with the dismissal of the weaklings...and by Balthazar stepping down as Guild Master and handing it over to me." With those last words Samuel glared at his brother.

"...S-shut...up..." Zane muttered.

"Hmph, those same two words that put you in this situation." Samuel tsked and shook his head looking down at Zane.

"G-get...off...ME!" Zane exploded and his magical power had increased as well. Samuel took a step back to see what exactly was about to happen.

"The Demigod...this Guild...they took me in...they befriended me. Even when they had doubt they still gave me a chance! This Guild is not weak! This Guild is one of the strongest I've ever battled beside, I'm proud to bear the mark of a Demigod! I...I will fight for them! I will fight and defeat anybody who dares speak ill of this Guild! No matter what! Even if I die, I'm going to make sure that whoever speaks ill of this Guild dies right by me!" Zane roared as a large circle of light appeared in front of him.

"...Oh really now? Then show me!" Samuel roared.

"Holy Nova!" Zane blasted his fist through the circle and out shot a powerful blast of light. Samuel stood there and smiled. He crossed his arms out in front of him in a defensive stance. He was then sent flying through the front door from the blast.

"Is that all?!" Samuel shouted, "So much for all that big talk!"

"Secret...Dragon Art..." Zane muttered.

"Wait...what?" Samuel's eyebrow raised realizing that Zane was about to use his Secret Dragon Art spell. Then through the smoke and the large hole in the building he had saw Zane taking a wide stance with both of his arms straight out. Various little light particles began to form a small sphere in both hands. Then as the sphere began to form it began to grow and get larger and larger as Zane continued to focus. He then thought:

"I-I...I got one shot...after this spell all my magic will be drained. I'm still beaten up from my fight with Lazarus. So if this doesn't do it...I'm done for!"

"Bring it on! I'm tired of this waiting!" Samuel shouted.

"Fine! Samuel! Before I do this...I shall allow you to repent for your sins against Demigod!"

"You've got to be kidding me!" Samuel scoffed, "I want you to fire this Secret Dragon Art so I can see what you got! Fire it!"

"Fine! If that's what you want!" Zane shouted, "Secret Dragon Art: Holy Particle Cannon!" Zane thrusts both hands forwards sending out a massive blast of light. Samuel stood there as a lightning-like aura surrounded him.

"Cry...of the Soaring Thunderbird!" With that a blast of lightning was released from Samuel's mouth that clashed with Zane's Secret Dragon Art. After a slight battle the two attacks cancelled each other out. Leaving Samuel still standing at full strength. While Zane had collapsed to his knee's. His magic power also died down as well.

"Hmph, seems like you don't have enough magic power to continue huh? Well that sucks." Samuel cracked his neck and walked up to Zane with his fist cocked back and coated in lightning.

"Punch of the Soaring Thunderbird!"

"White Dragon's Head butt!" Zane shouted and head butted Samuel's fist with all his might. Zane's head cocked back from the impact.

"Hmph, let's try this again! Punch of the Soaring Thunderbird!"

"Fist of the Flaming Phoenix!" Suddenly lightning and fire had clashed. Balthazar had jumped in and a small explosion caused both brothers to get pushed back. Balthazar was able to grab a unconscious Zane at the same time.

"So...you're going to protect this weak Guild eh?"

"Until the day I die." Balthazar growled, "Samuel as long as the way you are now...I'll never let you become the Guild Master."

"Maybe...but I'm the strongest here. So just wait...because when you do die...there'll be no other choice."

"We'll see..." Balthazar's eyes slowly moved to Zane.

"Hmph...really? I'll let you think about that. I'm gone." Samuel then vanished from the Guild Hall.

"Master!" Everyone quickly rushed to Balthazar and Zane.

"Master...what's wrong with Samuel?" Kihone asked, "You've once said he wasn't always like that..."

"He wasn't...but let's not worry about that right now. Right now I have to finish my announcement." Balthazar sighed.

"What is it Master?"

"Here's the semi-good news for us all...though we're forced to disband its only for a limited time."

"W-what do you mean?" Ishmael asked.

"Well, though the Saint that gave the order to disband us did want us to disband forever...the others thought that would be too harsh. Especially since we're such a young Guild with such great potential. So basically...our disbandment shall only last for two years. Though none of us are allowed to live here in Magnolia for these next two years. We all must divide ourselves." Everyone mumbled amongst each other. Balthazar then continued.

"Now...in these two years we are apart. Yes a lot will change. Hopefully you will all get stronger, and I will inform you right now...if none of you wish to return to Demigod within these next two years. Then I understand...but for those who do plan t return in two years...well I hope to see ya soon." With that Balthazar laid Zane down on the floor where he was quickly attended too by his friends. Balthazar then went up to his office. Sat at his desk, threw out his old cigarette and took out a new one. He kicked his feet up on his desk, leaned back lit his cigarette and sighed saying:

"Man...what a troublesome Guild I have." He had a slight smile as he closed his eyes and just blew smoke.

Next Time: Balthazar is ready to departure, along with the rest of the Guild, to go their separate ways. Yet, there's a few he decides to pull aside personally and decides to take them to an island where they can train for the next two years. The group is more than happy to go, and so they pack up and are set to leave for a new island. In which there shall be...a new adventure.

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