No one to pick any villains on my poll? Oh well, we'll know how two warriors decide their fate very soon. I use Dr. Evil's laugh when I pick to choose only one. The battle is still on a play, gang! Grab your valyrian steel weapons (if you have watched Game of Thrones, you are amazing!), stick with the panda and Furious Five, because there's no going back to stop Huoju's wrath!
Another OC Easter egg inbound! Be weary... You might want to check the swamp and feast your eyes at the reptile!
There, lies the cell, your favorite villains (formerly)!
Episode Finale: Heaven and Hell (47 - 58)
Chapter XLIX
Lord of the Moon
The Battle of Gongmen, Act Two
The Jail
Everywhere seemed muffle and shouts lowering when you are underneath the ocean. The jail was sometimes hearing the battles, in dark times before, and then now. The albino stood ahead of the black bars his ruby eyes met the other cells, thronged with Huoju's bandits. Huangdi's army captured them in the Valley of Peace. Shen knew this battle before, especially when the time conflicting against the common enemy who could take his city (not masters) one day, Shen must note and take lessons from his father including one of the military generals to observe the city districts and the enemy's weaknesses.
His former companion, Emperor Huangdi, who also know defensive strategies along Shen before, volunteered in the battle to watch over Lord Feng and Lady Muqin's glorious city from dangerous threats. If Shen would love to support him, he might shrink his penalties, or falsely, could kill him. The peacock was not like a traitorous character after all.
Within his head, Lord Shen reflected. "Tai Lung, pardon me," he petitioned, pressing feathers within his long sleeves; the peacock looked at the chi eyes, half black-eyed and the other full like dying sunlight. "Why have you not said in front of your nephew?"
The Great Dragon knew anyone could demand him. Undoubtedly, Tai Lung shared plenty of his life stories, especially the Dragon Scroll he did not forget. He did not like to concern the scroll right now. The snow leopard, crossing his limbs and laid flat on the brick wall behind his back, rose his head towards the ruby eyes. "If I tell Peng, Shen, he will break his heart. I cannot let him know."
The next words he would speak more, a she-leopard, nearly covered into the darkness beside Tai, joined the discussion as far as Wing Wu discerned about the young snow leopard, Peng. "Do you know what he looks like?" Wing Wu asked after approaching the Great Dragon.
"Am I not what Peng is the same as me?" Tai Lung inquired her; he gestured his sore chest lightly.
"Commonly equal as I say: You are." Shen cleverly figured.
A soft thud from outside of the prison quivered chains that attached the cube cells from the rocks above. Thuds have happened after the battle began. The chi eyes enlightened the floor the snow leopard have thoughts to share. "His mother was a sweet, lovable creature. Peng doesn't know of his mother's husband who she smiled and beamed at the leopard from his father's temple."
The Great Dragon lifted his head and met ruby and sunflower eyes. "She gave Peng, and Peng gave… my grandchildren."
The leopard and albino glanced at themselves in half surprise and half comprehensible. Just then, Wing's head once sparkled. "What did Huoju tell you, Shen?" Wing Wu asked, giving Shen a straight look and flicked his crests upward. "I saw your crests fell and eyes grew wide—" she tucked her greasy black lips in emotional look, "— Did he break you apart, or something?"
"No, Wing," the albino shook his head. "It was a revelation." Lord Shen turned away.
"A revelation?" Wing caught Shen's word after separating her limbs, rolling her head. "What do you mean?"
Seeking the bars forward, the Lord of Gongmen put his answer bring the explanation, apparently from his neck towering and burning his red eyes. "Apart from your questioning," he said, slightly turned to his left shoulder. "you would not convince what this Prince of Darkness had visioned my memory." Wing's lips had opened before the clouds of her thoughts intervened. She was the only warrior witness Lord Shen's reaction, the only rare what no one except her discovered, especially Soothsayer Mali who once told the peacock that Shen's parents loved her so much, while the exile killed Lord Feng and Lady Muqin.
The peacock closed his eyes without seeking the bars, absorbing his ruby eyes he imagined of his parents' smile, the city grew beautiful gold, and prosperous terrain he grew up through the fires of black woods raged. "A few months before the reaping in the Dragon Warrior's village, my father's companion met Lord Feng inside the Throne Room at once Zhong, and I quietly peeked in. There were plenty of terms about winter sheets, the man's people invented coats for warming purposes. His friend was not a stranger to my father. The visitor smirked and waved at me, and I looked away in ruthless. I was too jealous of him because my father occupied his friend there near the Soothsayer's Garden, who I never know who he is.
"On the night I scorched the Dragon Warrior's village with my wolf army, I confronted the villager who stood against me from his precious infant son, who was the visitor inside the Throne Room. After we battled against each other for hunting every farmer who tried to cease me, I injured the child's father as he wanted to die defending his son's life from me —" he steadied his exhaustion from his beak. "— Without a second thought to plunge his heart… I let him live. His feet were bruised from my iron claws before I dispersed to chase the infant and the boy's mother in the woods. If I wanted him to plunge his heart, my parents would have called me what everyone whispered behind my neck. Murderer."
The peacock shut his eyes in the complete darkness, desperately disliked by anyone calling him a word he overheard anyone's whispers. Tai and Wing met their eyes toward themselves. "Huoju had said about a family of my own who is my guardian," the albino spoke, glancing the chi and dawn eyes of leopards Shen conceded Wing Wu's witness. "He let me discovered my father who pledged his companion to be part of the Peafowl Noble family. The Godfather."
"Who is your guardian you fought? Your godfather?" Tai Lung queried.
The albino's eyes never missed the figure of his father's old colleague who entered the Throne Room with Lord Feng. Both Shen and Wolf Boss quietly sneaked behind the red pillar from the stairs. The octagon window shone both figures of the ocean-green peacock in elegant blue robe and front of Shen's father, a smile of two black eyes patches, green eyes, green winter vest, brown belt, and baggy pants, and conical hat stood by.
"The Dragon Warrior's father."
The Rain
The spark of the white tear bolted across the nebulous clouds. That was close! Crane and Mantis on top of the avian's conical hat dove and banked away from the ace and bandit birds electrocuted, falling and crashing into the ground battlefield. Fast drops appeared, with the summer of ocean and clouds blended and showered from the storm. Crane had to dive as low as possible from the raging storm, that danced and glimmered more sparkles of pale touching its pillows and most of the terrains.
While soaring near a two hundred feet glide, the avian checked every land of the battlefield while his insect partner observed behind his tail; three vultures chased them two as if behind the bandits, five white swans of shiny and cobalt chest leather armor pursued them all. One of the white and red flaming balls launched ahead of Crane. Mantis sprung toward the fire after the avian diverted downward.
Mantis quickly snatched the cannonball, yanking and swinging two vultures he struck with a sharp yell. Both bandits knocked, fell, and the insect cast the fire towards the forest land in front of the Northern border; the insect quickly grasped the third behind his back who squeaked, now Mantis clenched his neck and balanced the glide with other three white swans.
Crying and sprinting within the forest of swamps and ports, the bandits watched the horrific sky. The ball of blood red and white stars with fire impacted through branches, the gangs diverted before the blast. Spits of smoke and blaze spat onto logs, the water foaming its angry white bubbles, minotaurs in black and gray armors of fire emblem on their chests swirled their head. Most shivering their backs, legs springing from their hoof feet, breathing slowly and fastly.
Depths close by billowed, turning the horrendous minotaur who gasped and glared at his local units dragging into the water. His left ear flicked, burning yellow eyes glimpsed at the slow movement of ripples. It was too late for him to guard himself with his ax. A dark green crocodile with a jade necklace and yellow eyes snarled its teeth wide open, bit his whole chest and plunged him down into the swamp.
The panda at Bear's Quarter readied his jade staff to grind the pavement and swept the deer's ankle. The enemies gained their sprint elsewhere. The panda guarded his stick against another engaging he glanced at his surroundings. A mountain lion from the horde of bandits behind Po growled and leaped toward him. Monkey next to the panda threw his punch-feet beneath the leopard's jaw. The Five's comedian wielded his bamboo stick he swung at the mountain lion's forehead and clouted other five gangs of archers they rushed, pulled their strings it dragged black arrows.
Tigress bounded off the second story roof in front of Po, enabling her butterfly kick she battered the vulture in the air and knocked him straight to Bear's surroundings. The General thrust the pole of his ax, making the bandit unconscious before advancing with his fighters through bats swarming above them. Fighting with fists, Tigress propped on the panda's back as if she and Po pounded four tan cougars bouncing their high kicks against the panda and tigress.
The white tigress and red panda intercepted the leopards; Ming was performing chi sao punches, knee combo at the first mountain, and streaked her left foot on the ground onto the other. Shifu lurched his wooden staff onto the third bandit he repeatedly botted against the fourth bandit. His tip of the stick lifted the bunny Hong into the air. She thrust many kicks of "Feet of Fury" combination against over a twenty bandits leaping from the roof buildings.
A grimace black wolf with an iron mask and curvy sword rushed behind the bunny. A blue sash stormed and gripped the canine's wrist, the blade on the side hammered his muzzle to his blurry vision going dizziness. He shook in standard view, and velvet green eyes met the heaven horizon eyes of a she-wolf with light blue qipao who snarled her teeth at him. Lotus rolled her sash stick before the black wolf plunged his weapon forward. The Nine's Dancer disposed his sword and gained her mobility of double front kick at his belly to his jaw.
Another bandit, a white wolf, narrowing blue-green eyes, green vest and black pants, glared at her as if Lotus's opponent clenched a right paw, carrying a halberd with the red band below the spear. The alpha's hand threw it after growling and a light blue spark from the charcoal clouds behind the warrior. Lotus's muzzle nearly missed the blade about an inch after dodging. It was no longer launching forward as if the clang from the halberd thundered. Both warriors glanced behind Lotus, and the Nine's Dancer broke her grin.
The tiger caught the halberd, strolled forward and narrowed his mother's eyes at the white wolf. "XING!" Lotus beamed. Her feet once slithered and struck its green body forward toward the white wolf's neck. Guarding the halberd above his head against the red maul, Xing spiraled his body and stick, striking the hammer's grasp beneath it held, then ground the black boar's ankles.
The panda's green eyes seemed dazzling from the tiger's growl; Po hammered his chi pole of yin-yang at the white fox's forehead. "HEY! You're alive, buddy! Let's say you, and I knock their heads!" The Dragon Warrior creaked his grin. His mother's eyes glimpsed a swift movement including a sand scream the bandit advanced behind Po. Xing aimed the white wolf's halberd and hurled it forward above the panda. "WHOA!"
The halberd pierced the brown moose's right torso. A rope dart from nowhere revolved the moose's neck, jerking off into the crowds of bandits and resistance fighting on a block away. The panda glanced back at Xing's bold smile. "You're welcome!" the tiger complimented. While the surroundings half clear and half crowded with unconscious bandits, many masters assembled and looked around the streets hurriedly before the tiger asked. "What's the situation here, Po?"
"Step number one: Hold back the bandits from breaking through the city!" Po grasped his yin-yang pole he narrowed the whole battle around the blocks.
"What's step two?" Viper smirked to a deadly glare; her body pulled long neck and her head pinned at whoever could go near the reptile and her friends in preparation.
"Belly gong and eat some sandwiches!"
Tigress brightened her amber eyes. "Po! No snack-stops!" she prevented when balancing her tiger style.
"Right! Uh— The Five, Nine, and Seven must stop the gangs before the others regroup!"
Mopping the gangs behind the Five and four of the Nine, the Righteous fox gripped the brown moose's left arm he heaved and smashed him to the pavement. Green robes, orange fur, and cinnamon eyes. Behind Leo, all six Tai Chi masters united. General Bear's baby sister Huong, black panther princess Kasi, African lion Shujaa, the hawk Fei, the rhino Nam, and the deer Shi Dang. "This battle is for Master Sheep," the fox Leo, the Righteous's alpha (now as the Sheep's secondary master of Tai Chi), flew his arms and combined his active stance along the Righteous masters behind him.
Angry river of bandits purged in front. Coming from the beyond and behind the walls of Gongmen City, Huoju's gangs rushed. "WINGS OF JUSTICE! YEAHHHH—!" Masters joined the panda behind him. The pavement including the borders quivered from the rumble of the dash. Bear's army and the Masters crashed into Huoju's bandits.
The Holy Flame
The black hawk fled among the Holy Flame Tower he landed on edge from flying. "Third district is under attack, sir!" the soldier informed the Emperor and the peacock Lao, panting. "Huoju's men, archers!"
The buffalo rose his head as if the heavy rain poured and absorbed his including their war clothes all around them. "Whatever the leads they go, they will go within each district to attack formation." Huangdi determined when observing the whole districts flooding the attack of the Resistance and Bandits thronging and conflicting through the streets.
"So now we know Huoju's play," Lao roared, admitting the Emperor's determination he including the Emperor figured the Lord of Gongmen's scheme from the Prince of Darkness. "Phase One: First Infantry."
"Command four districts on Clothing Stores and Ceramic Fortunes to lead their tactics and prevent any enemy archers from shooting their arrows!" the Emperor ordered.
"Yes, sir!" the black hawk nodded and dove from the balcony edge, assembling his bird warriors hawk, and large avians followed their leader swimming into the sea of sky battle.
The black pointy ears perched up. The one-eyed Wolf Boss heard the rage of thunder bang and bolted the palace on the other side of Gongmen City. "Boss!" Zhong swiftly turned to the Throne Room. One of the wolf guards rushed. No menacing metal mask, except pads, leather wraps, and scaled armor shorts. "Enemy vultures broke in behind the Tower on the Tenth Floor!"
"Get them off the Tower!" Wolf Boss shouted. The one-eyed wolf wielded his iron maul and turned to the peacock prince. "You ready to kick some butts with me, Lao?"
The peacock prince spun his guandao, breaking his grin. "Permission granted." Lao agreed.
The Guest/Prestige room (tenth floor) was filling with grimacing vultures. Behind the windows, night arrows shot three bandits while the rest rushed in luckily. Not for long. Wolves from the stairs snarled, the other pack from lantern ropes swung behind. Spears spiraled, clouting and deflecting against every move from the vultures' beak and wing attacks. Wolves have yet united and no longer opposing at different guards who they indeed looked after the Holy Flame.
The antelope collapsed on the floor and guarded his red wooden stick against the vulture's talons clawing, including the beak hitting the center. Struggling, the guard growled, and the bandit spat. Behind the bird's pink head, the dragon pole slammed him, freeing the guard the antelope rose and glanced to his shoulder. The white peacock with blue train aimed his stick and glared at two vultures as their tongues brushed onto their beaks.
One sudden movement from the left bird quacked, the beak gliding violently toward the peacock. Lao spiraled and struck his pole behind the vulture's neck behind, and the other glided his wings; the peafowl spun and swung his talon, knocking the bandit down to the window where vultures rushed in. Wolves ahead of Lao thumped their fists at the birds' foreheads, repeatedly after the arrows from the windows pierced behind the blackbirds.
One bird who his wings gone flat and flustered and injured with his arrow on his back, an iron maul hammered the vulture's head. "Chew on that, birdie!" Wolf Boss grimaced, grinning his lips to the sides of his furry cheek. Two wolves hurled the other two blackbirds screeching and knocked out. Local packs raced down the stairs; sliding on banisters, grasping and diving on lantern ropes rapidly as multiple bird bandits entered from the windows.
Reaching toward the stair rail, Wolf Boss rose his head from Lin's announcement. "Commander! You remember what you once said to notify you about the Jail?" Lin told, eying on the one-eyed wolf and the peacock they flickered their ears and crests upward. "The hawk said the giant beef buffalo is heading straight to Shen!"
"Who is that giant beef buffalo, Lin?" the alpha demanded.
"Temutai!"
The water buffalo bandit, who opposed Jade Palace masters with a mockery, who threatened them as he visioned becoming the Emperor of himself. The peacock's eyes glanced at Zhong's right orb. "That buffalo will crush the whole Jail with the medallion!"
"Help your dad, Lao," Zhong advised Lao after patting the bird's shoulder. "Think of your father now more than your brother. Shen and I looked out for each other. I want for you to do the same thing, for me."
He would not like to salvage his father, one lord who became the evil, ambitious, and cruelty Shen who ruined it all. None of the past matters of course. Lao could only allow the only sympathy he mistakenly fought against his father. He would not repeat this tale from Zhong, Po, or any who encountered and experienced Lord Shen for over a hundred times Lao contemplated.
His guandao spun and readied behind him.
The avian and green insect intercepted through the courses among the rain both browsed the whole battlefield on all districts. The temple from far north raged into a fire, poured with thousands of red torches infiltrating to an incursion. "Wings of Surveillance!"
The insect's antennae flicked. "Oh, please! Tell me you are going for that 'Wings of' nonsense ideas again."
"I just did!" Crane said. "Can't you see there are over a hundred Shen's cannons firing at the city?!"
"Master Eagle and his gangs are after them! We suppose to look after—" the bug's eyes were sparkling from observing ten fireballs catapult across the districts. He zoomed his vision to the right, down and further. "Look there!"
"What?" the bird followed Mantis's gesture.
Their eyes hastened from the heavy rain it poured their pupils to see farther distance. Both mainly sighted a small white figure with blue feathers behind, bounded at the edge of the balcony rail. Behind the bird form, were two white swans and brown hawks soaring. "It's our peacock friend from the Nine!" Mantis figured. His legs stretched back and sprang himself forward. "Geronimo!"
"Mantis!"
The peacock's train yet a bit heavy how the prince could do such fly, educated by Crane of course, but not every peafowl could fly higher than most of the birds. What became worse, the rain absorbed Lao's grandfather's robe, even his train. He did not care of this storm's rage, neither saturated Lao balanced his Kung Fu, Wing Chun, and Ca Li Fo from Shui Palace.
Fear was no longer stinging the peacock's mind. He fights fear.
Gliding steady through the showery air, Lao banked his wings slightly to the right. Once only observed the Black Dragon Alley, two vultures above him and four guards intervened. Black and fire arrows below loose from the draw, stormily whispering the peacock including the swans and hawks maneuvered to both sides.
"Master Mantis!" Lao grinned.
Crane swept beside the peacock he shouted. As the birds looked ahead, the ball of white and red sparkles pelted forward, like an asteroid entered the horizon's atmosphere, burning into a glow of a fire. All dove and twined to the left; the bird bandits followed behind them as if the vultures' beaks sensed the fresh meat of the peacock. The insect sprung from Lao's back, his thingies walloping every black bird's long and short neck.
Maintaining the course into the air to fly ahead of the Dragon Alley, the peacock prince flapped his wings. His back lightly touched from the insect. "Where to, Lao? Where are you going?"
"Temutai is going after Shen and other two prisoners at Gongmen Jail!" he noted the bug master.
"Let me handle those bandits for you, birdie!" Mantis palmed him before the pale lightning bashed to the riverside near the Docks.
The Dragon Alley was thronging with torches and rhino fighters clashing on every road, including the alleyway. Wolf archers heaved the strings and flew their arrows at the pavements, and dark rooftops on one to three-story buildings. The bug's eyes zoomed the emblem sign "Gongmen Jail" after leaping off Lao's back. Both the peacock and avian master circulate into the air, dodging fire arrows. Crane, spotted a pace movement behind the enormous elephant.
One Indian elephant, black scaled armor, double edge blade, rushed into the fierce crowds, grinding the red bricks pavement. One net nearly caught the giant warrior's trunk; instead, he gripped and jerked the rope, hurling five mountain lions off the second story balcony on the top right. "WATCH THE SKY!" one, vicious rhino from the Heavens warned. As the elephant and other Resistance warriors did, the colossal's back dragged down; the leopard's paws lifted himself into the coastal breeze and cried out.
Peng launched among the air. His paws snatched the red and white sparkle ball, spinning and pelting it directly at the northern road. The misty black and velvet red blast retreated over a hundred bandits.
"Peng's down there!" Crane sighted.
The peacock landed on the black roof tiles; swans and hawks behind them followed and guarded beside the prince close from any who dared to intervene. In the air, Crane balanced his wings he was continuously diverging and deflecting arrows. Three blocks farther stumbled from a thundering blast with red light it shrunk, and boom!
The snow leopard swam his head from the stumble before dashing into the alleyway close to the black river. "It's Temutai! Keep away from him, and push the enemies forward!" one of the rhino guard commanders hailed. None of the soldiers would dare to intercept the enormous water buffalo bandit while Temutai has the medallion necklace he wore. Once the rhinos charged in full force to the north, west and east pavement roads, the leopard sprinted in all fours at the corner of the Dragon Alley Courtyard.
Unconscious rhinos laid on the ground, wounds, and cuts across their chests and in plenty, crushed from the debris and into gray. The leopard's eyes broke into small pupils, as Peng nearly arrived the front door, where the breach began, and only a giant gap shattered the whole wooden corridor stairs, shaped tallest buffalo height, and substantial length of its horns.
Uncle.
Temutai
"Look, it's Temutai! He's got the Medallion!"
"He can get us free!"
"Long live the Moon's Emperor!"
The jail cried its hopes, indicating the presence of the water buffalo bandit. The Medallion glimmered the whole cells as if this beast met his crimson eyes at it, and stretched lips to his right cheek. The buffalos stood by Temutai as well, as both Tai Lung and Lord Shen glanced at them, holding seven wooden rifles, summoned its heads of the dragons.
The Fireworks Hand Cannon.
"Shen?"
The albino heard Wing Wu's rising tone at once the cells grew quiet from the dying wind. As the peacock's stern, red eyes narrowed at the buffalo's glare, his chest ballooned icy within the veins and heart. Temutai's right hoof lifted after his wicked grin. His gesture clenched, and the rifles triggered.
Flashes and bangs shut every bandit's cheer. One trigger to each rifleman, however, killed one member. Left for dead, Temutai turned against three, ambitious warriors. "Lord of the Moon wishes you three to SLEEP IN YOUR CORPSE!"
In your dreams, big mouth!
The peacock, held his long neck to tower his head from recoiling way. One did lock his eyes against the mighty, and the other as the loudmouth and wickedness wished to see the peacock's frightened look. Shen has used the aggression and the look of intimidation from small to a giant beast. "Do what you must, Temutai. I do not fear death. Neither the continuation of survival I was invincible." Lord Shen said, preventing the heat he cooled his temper. The peacock's head lit up, and feathers tugged in long sleeves in fearless. "You could die where your fate occupies the pool of darkness."
This puny peacock impresses me about him! Huoju is right! Shen's not afraid!
"You prefer death. Okay then. The Tower of the Moon-" Temutai began-
"Hang on," Wing Wu approached forward beside Lord Shen, facing the mighty that towered over them both as Tai Lung stayed in the shadows behind them. "It's called the Tower of the Holy Flame."
"The Tower of the MOUNTAIN, THEN!" The Emperor's Moon shouted obnoxiously.
"How will the 'Mountain' reach the moon, Lord of the Moon?" Wing Wu insisted, shaking her head in disappointment.
"With this Medallion!" Temutai manifested them three the golden Medallion underneath the buffalo's fluffy neck. "With the power, I shall grasp the moon and pierce it deep on the Tower of-!"
"The Holy Flame!"
The bold and fierce voice entered the buffalo's floppy ears. The buffalo discerned the tone before. Turning upon his shoulders, Temutai peeked the second floor nearby the wreckage entrance as his four soldiers aimed their rifles at the fearless person. The snow leopard.
"Peng!" Tai Lung rushed out of the shadows.
The young leopard's head shook. "You are still plotting your ideas to claim China like Huoju? You got a family you need to live on, Temutai!"
The buffalo's teeth clenched. "Lord of the Moon does NOT have a family."
"You have your nephew! Where is he?!" he demanded.
Temutai's hoof gestured and revolved around the cells. "He moved on like the others." Temutai pointed the dead prisoners before facing at the three forward. "Now try to fight me with MY CREW!"
The riflemen's hand cannons aimed and triggered the liver. The leopard horizontally dodged the fireworks. Landing into the center of yin-yang pavement, Peng spun his right foot underneath the buffalos' legs. This new fighting Peng experienced, made him difficult to avoid those cannons that modified into small arms, similar to Lord Shen's artilleries. His fist and forearm plowed against the dark blue buffalo's right lung, encountering the shooting and hurled his kick at the bandit's muse.
The other snarled and burned his throat. Peng dodged the hand cannon swing from the rifle man's hook. The leopard's elbow walloped the boar's jaw, his paws jerking his whole head Peng smashed him to the pavement. "Insect!" the colossal grimaced behind Peng. Temutai's hoof clenched the leopard's neck behind, hurling him towards the cubic cell it hanged with from the subterranean surface. Peng was screaming after his back struck against the edgy steel; Temutai grasped the leopard's throat, slamming him down back to the floor. "This will end your suffering, then your uncle's next!" Temutai threatened and glimmered his right hoof.
A swift feather blade pierced the buffalo's hand. One lash let Temutai sting and retreat; Peng spun his body and held his stance back. "You are not authorized to enter my ancestors' prison, water bull."
The buffalo's eyes glared at the wreckage entrance while grunting in pain, as the figure of white and blue appeared in front of Lord Shen's eyes. Shen had visioned his father's robe it represented the ideal and legacy of Gongmen City's honorable lord. A blue robe with red trim. The albino's son stood. "Son!" Shen screamed.
"This little birdie sliced me fur, just like your daddy!" Temutai pointed his left hoof. His eyes released its red fire pupils. "I NEVER LIKED YOU TOO!"
The buffalo launched his right injury hoof at Lao, summoned the red vortex it bolted the ceilings. Lao flew passed below he dug his left sleeve and brought a dart rope. The peacock threw the arrow, and the string seized Temutai's right hoof, jerking him forward. Lao thrust the gray guandao to the ground it swept the gray buffalo's legs. Rolling and standing rapidly, the bandit aimed his hand cannon at the young prince. The peacock's guandao spiraled into a deflection, resulting in the first trigger miss, and the second hacked its white ball of flares directly to Lao's father.
Three former villains in the cell dodged the fire. Temutai pulled his head back from the ramming impact he glimpsed and encountered Peng's triple kicks in precise hits behind the buffalo's back. The leopard's paws kept snatching the giant's horns, repeatedly on both sides but failed as if Temutai's left hoof shone into hot lava, spat with the light. Immediately reacting from soaring, Peng swung and revolved the chain above the cell block he held and sprung himself at Temutai's head.
Swords danced on sides with rapid hits and deflected as if the young peacock prince opposed the hand cannon bandit. He hammered his right talon forward Lao flipped. Two bandits who they rose from unconscious on the floor, they screeched and rushed ahead of Lao. The peacock prince leaped on the boar's both shoulders, soaring into the air Lao twisted his body, hurling three feather blades at them.
One struck on the ram's right knee. The second plunged on the deer's upper left shoulder. And the third plowed in between the boar's torso and neck. Lao's crests rose rapidly from the young leopard's howl; Peng's whole body crashed into the far left cell and struggled to the pavement. A beam of slice bolted the chains above the peacock prince. "LOOK OUT!" his father screeched.
The cell cage it once hanged collapsed. Lao leaped away near to his father's bars as if the boar who screamed in horror in the middle, crushed by the block and could no longer hear his terrible fatality. Temutai, behind the cage, heaved the cell he yelled underneath his throat. His burnt red eyes marked at the horrifying Lao, the buffalo cast the cellblock; the Son of Divinity rolled on the floor to the right.
CLANG!
The cell rammed, spectacles and bars clanged like hammers slamming against the metal. No one except the peacock prince has ever grasped a two-ton cell block to throw! How is that possible?! The Medallion could enhance the buffalo's strength and shadowy mind to fill its hate Temutai desired. A mad water buffalo he is! The peacock's lungs filled the chill breath he gasped, his eyes were glancing at the cell he struggled onto his knees before.
It was all puffed gray smoke mixed into a dark matter. No screams. No leopards' growl, nor the bird's pitch cry.
Lao's whole body gleamed into a dark red slither, crushing his lungs the peacock's back slammed on the right sidebars. The buffalo gave a wicked smile, nostrils flared and in between his head, giving a shaky glare. The power underneath Temutai's neck seemed to fill with hate and darkness, glazing the Medallion it could only focus on rage and death in the buffalo's mind. And yet, Temutai was good at arrogance, intimidation, the Emperor's Moon (in his insanity idea?).
The peafowl's vision shaded with pale blindness Temutai reached out his glimmering red hoof. The buffalo's floppy ears rose from the peacock prince's struggle grimace and painful scream, Lao's eyes were tightening, and beak had opened, long throat smothered. Too early and young to die as if every wise master and any parent advised his student or a child, to live on and experience eternal prosperity. Lao's time was not over for him!
The buffalo's face turned white. His mouth was opening wide with a loud gasp. That's not POSSIBLE! Temutai's thought was staggering and chortling. He sunk his head to the right of his upper chest as the reflective light shone his solar eyes. It was a silvery guandao, plunged and jerked away from his wound.
Beside Lao, his father towered his long neck near Temutai's crouching head level. "Take your filthy hooves off of my son." Lord Shen snarled. His scraped talon trailed Temutai's muse; behind the buffalo, both Wing Wu and Tai Lung leaped from the stable structures against the enormous, brawling and the Great Dragon's clouded fists clobbering cheeks he uppercutted the buffalo's jaw.
The buffalo's head slammed to the yin-yang pavement. His left hoof gazed and clenched he dragged, heaving the shattered cage cell towards Wing Wu. She bounded and swung on the chains before the cellblock wrecked on the other cells. DONG!
Temutai rose freely. Rapid steps approached behind the buffalo and the Great Dragon's feet spun at his head; then the third kick pounded at Temutai's jaw. Again, Lord of the Moon retreated. The other above Temutai snatched his right horn, jerking his whole body to the ground. Rolling back up, Temutai clenched Wing Wu's body and threw her at the top structure. Ahead of him, Tai Lung sprung himself at him, with flame red paws from the torch spat on the pavement behind the Great Dragon.
Both were struck into the cell, wrecking and red flames from Tai Lung's fists bashing continuously. No matter how many times Temutai insulted in front of the Great Dragon, Tai Lung nearly cursed his voices he shouted. After ten slugs of fists, a golden Medallion with crimson diamond hurled away; Tai Lung's nephew (half conscious and half unconscious) caught the necklace he put it down.
Peng's right fist pulled back. His throat screeched, and his right fist slammed the Medallion.
Shatters whispered as if the Medallion, now broke in all, swam its red ripples that billowed. Peng, his left knee pressed against the pavement he brushed plenty of bruises on his left shoulder, collapsing and supporting right arm on the ground. Watching Wing Wu rushing next to Peng, Lord Shen turned his head at his son. "Dongji, are you hurt?" the Lord of Gongmen worried, his heart pulled straight down to the ground he cared Lao.
The peacock prince panted, eyes staring at Shen for a second, and sighted the smoke wildly pitched with furies of fire fists. "Despicable beast." the Son of Divinity disgusted.
Shen's eyebrows rose and his crests it fell. "You do not mean—"
Lao shook. "I'm not saying you are. I was referring to Temutai," Lao corrected his statement.
Shen flicked his head confusingly and notably understood. "Oh. Pardon me." Lao's father held his son's feathers and pulled him to reach in exact height like Shen's. "Did Huangdi send you here?"
"Your former commander did. Zhong wants me to save you," Lao spoke. Undeniable from Wolf Boss's voice that it repeated the young peacock's head over a hundred times. Lao sighed, giving his father a focused look into the horizon eyes. "And the other reason, Father: I made a terrible decision to fight against you from the mountain. For now, I may regret myself hurting his father, and the Son of Divinity seeks forgiveness. I, Dongji, Prince of Gongmen City and son of Lord Shen, fight beside you into the battle."
Shen's beak slightly grinned. He would have thought of Dongji that his son might give another rematch. A painful rematch as if part of a family problem, including Shen's pandemonium crimes. Nonetheless, none of the crimes matter now after this wild battle. The albino's throat hummed. "Whatever you have talked to my companion and your tiger brother to seek confidence and love for my second chance, I allow your apology." Shen pardoned sympathetically. "Ignore our nonsense fight and conflicts. Family matters to my ambition."
Shen handed his son's silvery guandao it belonged it him, found by one of the forge masters Master Ming bought the heaven blade and gave one to the Nine's Clever. "Marvelous guandao it was mine. I believe this one's yours you forgot it from MengMeng mountain."
Lao grabbed his silvery guandao. "Here's yours. I thought it was mine." Lao handed his father's blade Shen retrieved. "But… thank you."
Both peacocks gave a slight nod to their nobles, both Shen and Lao not only their talons tearing their throats, but to unite once again as if part of a family reunion. In the dusty surroundings from the breakable bar, a black figure of the snow leopard exited from his fur, brushed and absorbed by the gray smokes. His chi eyes met Wing Wu pawing Peng, half-conscious and unconscious from the angry buffalo's Temutai.
The Great Dragon's lips grinned, yet injuries marred from Temutai and other bandits they nearly tormented him after betrayal, making his muscles a bit sting and suffer. Tai was always immune from his pain! His eyes were almost hard to miss Wing Wu's expression of horror her eyes grew wide.
Behind Tai Lung, the smoke was no longer thick it sparked with two solar eyes observing, like a dawnlight towering the east horizon. The Great Dragon slogged him not only for a kill, but to defeat a worthy opponent. For this opponent who shattered the metal, Temutai threw the bar at Tai Lung.
The Great Dragon's black ears perched from the metal's wind. He ducked and bashed two fingers at Temutai's chest, glancing its blue wave into the buffalo's veins, and both eyes into cobalt; knocked and froze the enormous out of misery and the fight. Where was the spear it threw? There was no clang.
Once turning, Tai Lung's expression became rare and worst than his adoptive father's heart. His dawn eyes watched the sharp bar, struck right into Wing Wu's torso.
And, yeah. Too painful to read the last line of one of the Wu Sisters' fate. You thought Temutai would die first or Wing Wu? Anyone?
If found the OC easter egg, name the reptile on reviews! If not, look harder underneath its neck! I'll notify on the next chapter to know who that reptile is at the swamp scene.
Aside from Wing Wu's fate: How do you like this part so far? I love to hear your feedback, as far as I almost finish the Mightiest Warriors, Book One. The other chapter will be out later! So, let's boost my writing!
