Chapter 8 - Hatred Against Transformation

Kiyo, Zatch, Megumi, Tia and Runaiko were all standing on the sidelines watching the battle. None of them said anything or even moved...just watched.

"Before we begin," Kanchomé said rubbing his head and laughing. He reached into one of his several pockets,"Can I have some candy?"

Folgore and Derek's faces dropped.

"WE'RE ABOUT TO ENGAGE IN BATTLE AND ALL YOU THINK ABOUT IS CANDY!" Derek roared.

Kanchomé began to cry, "WAAAAAAH! FOLOGRE!"

Folgore let a sweat drop fall then shook his dead, "Hey a Kanchomé get a hold of yourself eh? If we a win, I buy you a nice big chocolate bar!"

"HURRAY! THANK YOU FOLGORE!"

"Can the battle commence?" Kouta asked, slightly enraged, "If so let me deliever the first blow!"

"RITSU!"

The blue book glowed behind Kouta as he unleashed his familiar triangular restriction spell. It successfully attached itself to Kanchomé.

"Fologre...I'm getting woozy..." The duck-billed Mamodo said.

Folgore opened his mouth to state a Poruk spell so Kanchomé could become a snake and slither out of the hold, but Derek beat him to the punch, "SHOKENDOR!"

The Ritsu triangle slowly turned into little blue lines that slithered their way into Kouta's hands, and then were launched back at Kanchomé as waves or blades that Fologre had seen eirlier when the blue pair had invaded his room. Folgore luckily remembered an eirlier defense that worked. He issued a GaPoruk spell to turn Kanchomé into that solar panal again, but since Kanchomé was recently drained of his energy, he could not absorb all of the energy and took quite the hit.

"Now Derek, finish them-" Kouta was interupted by a sudden clank sound. The Mamodo turned around to see his book on the ground, and Derek kneeling beside it, his head hanging down and his palm firmly planted on the pavement. He was however still grasping the sword tightly. It was clear Derek had used to much of his energy.

"Now is our chance Kanchomé!" Fologre said, "PORUK!"

Kanchomé turned into a paper airplace and Fologre held onto it as it rose into the air. When they were high enough, Folgore had the advantage to deliver the final attack. While Kouta was trying to get Derek up, the human let go of the ground he was holding to and collapsed. Derek now lay streched out across the ground with the book sitting defensless.

"GAPORUK!"

The paper airplace became a thin laser cannon as one would normally see from a science fiction movie. With a platform behind it and a control panel. Folgore was standing on this platform and had full access to the array of buttons.As it began falling at rapid speed, Folgore hit a jumble of buttons and hit a combination of switches, and zap the laser went, aiming directly for Kouta's book.

As Kouta began to swear in an unknown language (It could be a language known only to Mamodo for all we know), he tried hovering on top of the book to make sure the laser hit him instead. And hit him it did. Kouta took a large blow of concentrated laser-likeenergy to the back. This time the Mamodo fell over and joined his partner flat out on the ground. Kouta had however landed right on top of the book, so it was no longer an easy target.

Fologre and Kanchomé landed and the laser turned back into the regular Mamodo's form. Folgore raised his sword (for he had held onto it the whole time) and began walking over to the Energy Mamodo, he then slowly put his arm down, and pierced the laser wound.

"AH!" Cried Kouta.

Folgore retracted the sword, then with his foot, slowly pushed the Mamodo aside, revealing the book.

"FLAPORUK!" He shouted, as the blade of his sword turned into one large straight line of flame. He was about to stab it into the book, ending the battle, but two things happened. One of which was Kanchomé jumping on him and trying to pull him back. The second was Derek's arm (the one holding the sword) raised and the tip of his blade now lay inches away from Fologre's neck.

Derek was panting, "Before you can drive your flame engulfedblade into this book, I will drive my naked blade into your neck. Is it truly worth it?"

Folgore's hand was shaking, and he was slowly being dragged back by Kanchomé who had fallen off his back and was tugging at his pant legs.

Kouta was slowly waking up, "Finish...him..." he whispered.

Derek moved his arm and the tip of the blade now pointed at Folgore's other hand in which he held his yellow book. He began to whisper his own spell, "Enaryon..."

A spark of energy similar to Kouta's spells formed at the tip and lauched itself forward as a thin blue laser beam, similar to the one Fologre had just used. In a swift movement that surprised everyone, Folgore, had thrown his book into the air and drove his sword down towards the book, but in another sudden movement Kouta defended it once more, this time taking flaming steel into his shoulder.

It was obvious Derek has used the last ounce of energy he had available, as his armed dropped once more. Folgore let go of his sword and fell backward, it seemed he had been forcing himself to stand up since the last Poruk spell he had used.

The fight everyone was watching to the finish...ended up in a tie.