Rise
The Great Swordsman could suddenly feel those violet eyes spying on him, peering at him with the gaze of one who had gone through loss. Turning, he spied his ultimate enemy, the blonde haired wind adept that he had supposedly just defeated. Apparently, it had been Mia all along.
The Great Swordsman knew this all along though, so Mia's efforts to conceal her friend were in vain. Ivan stood before him, lightning flashing all through the skies and the clouds becoming darker than they could have been before. The storm seemed to pour back all at once as he raised his wooden staff, the wind picking up to blow everything about violently.
Just as he raised his sword however, the Great Swordsman came in and with a valiant slash made to swipe the communist's guts out. He failed, and the wind adept propelled himself up towards a rooftop with his pathetic, cowardly powers. Landing on the edge of the roof, he was met with a large explosion. One which he jumped away from just in time, glaring with lavender eyes at the warrior. Ivan managed to escape the trap set by the Great Swordsman and hovered with a purple haze in the air.
The Great Swordsman only clutched tightly what appeared to be the detonating device, scowling at him in rage. Ivan was the true enemy all along. The unholy beast which was causing the world to decay. He would stop such a creature at all costs.
Pressing a small button on his device a roar was heard in the distance, his faithful silvery steed ripping up the earth and travelling to his side. Then, as he jumped into the sweet car, he chucked the device at Ivan, allowing it to detonate while he was in the safety of his car.
He tore off, Ivan following unfazed behind him in a whirlwind of fury. He swung his staff as if to strike but missed by a mile, leaving the Great Swordsman laughing into the night as he drove off. But it seemed, like the warrior knew all along of course, that Ivan had something else up his purple pansy sleeves. A behemoth of a lightning bolt launched forward for the rear axel of his car, gripping like a monsters tentacles and stopping the car in its tracks. He gazed in his rear-view to see a furious Ivan storming his way, summoning with a swing of his staff a large gale of wind to destroy him. Instead, it launched the Great Swordsman's car forward and ripped the rear axel from the vehicle.
As this happened the car landed with a thud, turning over and over until it met a filthy ditch. Smoke billowed forth and the puny wind adept landed upon the ground, casting gusts of wind about him softly. Now, he smirked, shaking his head and pointing his staff at the flaming wreck.
"You thought I was just a communist. But I have proved you wrong. Your most precious possession is in ruins. Look at what you've lost."
But the Great Swordsman only gained power from this comment, and raised his sword to thrust it through the wreckage of the roof. Standing and tearing his way out, he launched through to hover in the air with a holy, black crackling light.
"You were the one that was wrong. No one can defeat me. You are all powerless!"
He swung his shining blade, the energy forcing even himself back as it ripped apart houses and everything, gathering their force within its own. Next, it tore through Ivan's body, and left nothing but a wreckage of purple and green clothes behind. The Great Swordsman spat on his 'grave' and gave a hearty laugh. The prophecy was almost finished, but he could sense there was something else lingering. As the ground shook while he walked away, he turned his head to gaze back and see a light bursting from the grave of the Wind Adept. He held out his sword and waited for whatever may come.
There. Now what could happen next? What will out hero face in his never-ending quest to stop the evil of Golden Sun?