Narrator pow:

"On three we smash it." Maken instructed, him and Blake wielding the prior's mace as imit was still resting on the ground. "Griffon, Ravenoid. You two attack the lamp from the side with your powers in case physical smash didn't do enough, got it?"

"Got it." Blake responddd first, nodding decisively.

"Roger, roger." Griffon followed in his slightly humoristic nature.

"If Blake agrees..." Ravenoid sighed, also agreeing to the procedure.

"Sweet." Maken smiled, tilting his head left and right for muscle massage. "Now then, on three..."

"Here we go Hydranoid." Sebastian said, throwing his partner bakugan into the air where it turned form the ball form to the real one. "We will use our Custom Battle Abilities to pump you up into power level so radical that you'll evaporate the entire Dragon Island plus Salem."

"Understood! Now take all your ability cards and stuff them into your gauntlet." Bakugan instructed him while he let out an empty sigh and took like twenty or so in hand.

"Everyone, get ready." Volt instrucet while the whole group inputed previously given codes on their gauntlet's screens, quickly making all the power their bakugans had be transfered to Fall Hydranoid.

"Three... Four thousand and a half in terms of g-power." Emerald informed the others while Sebastian threw a character gate card on the ground.

"Roooaahhhh... I can feel the power all the way down in the veins. Floating like a stormy ocean." Hydranoid informed the crew below her, looking roughly towards the Dragon Island.

"What power would be needed to evaporate the whole continent?" Volt asked, turning to Mylene.

"About ten thousand g-power."

"With character card I just threw we will have nine thousand, not enough." Sebastian added, looking back at his cards. "Let's play all ability cards we have and-?"

"That won't be necessary, pardner." Hydranoid interrupted him, pointing it's head and neck towards the slowly approaching ball of burning white-blue... Something. Mainly because neither anyone at the scene nor me (The narrator) can tell for certain.

(Exacly twenty minutes earlier.)

"HAAA-AAAAYHAAAH!" Maken screamed in surprise as he got evaporated in a white flash of light that seemingly teleported him into shadowy place filled with white and yellow light and clouds. "Ohh... I guess that's it." He reassured himself, regaining the composure.

"Why hello there, young boy." An enigmatic voice sounded in his ears as very tall female figure with blue skin and Golden chains around her materialised itself in front of him. "Normally I would ask you for seeked knowledge, but the circumstances of our arrival here are forcing us to solve it the other way."

"In that case I won't ask for knowledge, but for the actions." Maken responded with a smile, making other blue spirit of a muscular man appear alongside him.

"Well, taking us out of the relics by destroying one of them and thursly breaking the magic surely deserves a prize in the afterlife." Woman nodded, looking at him closely. "But two ingerentions in the physical world would be too much for our powers and limitations it gives us.

"Then let's make a single action which is a two-parter and use my soul as a changing element." Maken smiled, making the two widen their eyes in suprise. "After all, you don't break the law if you go around it."

"And what it would be that you wish for?" Blue man asked him, rising an eyebrow.

"... Destroy Salem and all of the Grimm, forever."

(Back to the future)

"Oh my, that shroom-shaped explosion looks nice." Griffon said, looking at the slowry erased Grimm that were just recently flying near him. "Weirdly enough those things get killed too."

"Yeah, I suppose they were connected to the island. Or at least something to it." Ravenoid added, placing Blake down on the beach in a comfourtable position to look at the spectacular explosion of colours that covered the entire horizon.

"I know. I just wished Maken was with us." Blake sighed, curling her legs back to the torso as if she was scared.

"Nonsense, he already is." Griffon comfourted her, pointing at the small red and grey bracelet on her right wrist with the text 'Oh my dear, this was worth everything' written in a very small font size.

"Weird, it didn't had these words earlier." Blake commented, looking down at the bracelet as the explosion stopped existing and her scroll rang up with the news about Slaem's head being found lifeless somewhere in western Vacuo, being thrown away by the explosion from now underwater crater which was now underwater.

"Exacly, my Princess." Ravenoid nodded, looking rather positive about the whole situation. "Because he changed it after death to give you a messeage."

"So he doesn't regret anything?" She asked him, standing up from the sand and turning around to face them.

"Even better. He doesn't want you to regret it." Griffon added, spreading his wings like a bird which just woke up. "And even tho this adventure was short, I do believe it was worth the ending. Regardless of how anticlimatic was our teleportation with the blast and the fact you didn't cry even for a second."

"He didn't cry, so neither will I." Blake smiled, placing her hands together roughly at where her heart was. "After all, we still have to celebrate the victory and saving the whole Remnant."

"Yeah, nevermind the explaination to the rest of the crew at Mistral." Ravenoid added, crouching so she could walk back onto him.

"Fine then, let's go forward." Blake concluded their talk, taking her time with getting onto his shoulder. "But the past will always be in us, both the bad and more importantly... The good one."


Author pow:

"Well then, I guess that sums it up.

The actual story is over, and so is the longer and longer waiting for new chapters to come out.

Was it a good fic? Well, duh, that's debatable. Your feedback for the entire time in a form of reviews, follow and marking this story as your favourite saus enough. And while the first chapters were a truly hot garbage, the improvment overtime makes me believe that for a first fic ever written by me it could be way worse.

Was the ending anticlimatic? Definitely, I even stated it back there. But hey, real life is also anticlimatic so there is no reason for me to make unrealistic behavior a norm. I'm sure more people don't want the story to be incoherent than want, so there is my statement.

That concludes it. All I can promise is that my other works are don't need the time to have their quality come at the decent level such as the latter part of this one.

See you next time, in a diffrent position.

maken.bialy2