698 Beating Generations

He knew that Reima was going easy on him, but, doing his best to try and save those students relieved a slight amount of guilt from their inevitable deaths.

Harry stands upright, wand still in hand as he slowly points it at Reima, his body trembling from the effort. "Mercy will always be just, that is where I stand. Maiorum praesidio esuriunt et sitiunt!" he shouts, waving his wand at his sides and causing black plumes of smoke to emit from the end of it.

Reima raises a brow at the shadows as they slowly coalesce and form shapes... Humanoid shapes. The audience is baffled when they finally see the first form, Dumbledore?

Dumbledore looks around sagely, looking how Reima remembered him despite being see-through... "Ah, Mr Ludvig... I don't suppose I've been called for a peaceful discussion?" he asks, semi-sarcastically.

Reima "No, your student just doesn't want to do as I say." he says as more people form from the smoke.

There are many old looking individuals wearing fine clothing, most looking around in what looks to be nostalgia as the stand in a line against Reima.

Harry "You stand against the Headmasters of Hogwarts Reima, I don't think you can take this lightly!" he calls, getting ready to fire a spell.

However, one plume of smoke still hadn't formed a person, at least, until now... A relatively large wizards hat and regular looking robes of no import covered a man who everyone knew.

Dumbledore's eyes widen at them, "M-Merlin!" he calls, some not sure whether he's just surprised, or if that's really THE Merlin!

Merlin grins while tapping his stave on the stone floor, "I have to say, I'd not expected to be summoned like this..." he says, looking down at his ephemeral body.

Reima "Ah, so you're that douchebag who imprisoned Nerissa's parents? Good, I've been meaning to have a word with you." he says, anger clear in his voice.

Harry sweatdrops, "You are outnumbered and outclassed now Reima, give up."

Reima snorts and says one of his favourite quotes, "I'm not stuck in here with you... You're stuck in here with me!" he shouts, releasing his aura slightly and bursting into flames.

Immediately Harry fires off a few Stupefy's at Reima as the other headmasters cast their own spells, the floor beneath Reima freezes over momentarily, only for it to melt soon after, the spears of ice attempting to skewer him not even reaching their target.

Dumbledore conjures stone golems from the floor, five of them each nine feet tall in height. They shamble towards Reima as some of the darker Headmasters shoot lethal spells at him.

The ground under Reima suddenly drops, the walls of the newly created hole attempting to close in on him. Sealing him underground... Harry looks warily at the ground, knowing full well that'd not stop him... He was right.

*CRASH!*

Reima explodes from under the backline of summoned Headmasters, his sword piercing one of their chests, causing them to burst into smoke and disappear.

Merlin twirls his staff, the end glowing brightly as blue projectiles shoot from it, all homing in on Reima.

Reima dodges one but realises they won't stop unless they're hit or blocked, this gives Merlin the chance to cast another spell, he whacks his staff onto the floor in Reima's direction, causing an explosion of ice to shoot towards his enemy.

The ice was stronger than the other spells used and slowed Reima momentarily, allowing a Magic Missile to hit him in the back... Though, it didn't do any real damage.

Reima blinks forwards, in-front of Merlin, and delivers an uppercut to his chin that throws the elderly man a few meters into the air, "Shoryuken!" he shouts, a grin on his face.

The Golem's had finally caught up, slamming down furiously on Reima as his blade flashes momentarily, the conjured creatures falling to pieces with ease. Looking over his shoulder he could spot another few spells coming from Harry and was about ready to finish the fight...

"Tenebris!" someone shouts, covering the whole area in darkness that prevents anything a few inches from your face from being seen.

This was a grave mistake however, as Reima was immune to this sort of obstruction... He channels his Observation Haki and all becomes visible to him again, the barrage of spells heading his way, Merlin falling limply to the floor after his attack, Harry smiling as if victory was at hand...

*Flash*

Reima appears behind Harry, chopping at his neck with his hand and knocking the boy unconscious...

Harry falls to the ground as his spectres watch, not really knowing what to do.

Dumbledore "I suppose that means our work is done." he wonders aloud, putting his wand back in his sleeve.

Reima slowly nods, "Yeah... But not quite yet." he states, walking over to Merlin who's slowly trying to get up. He pokes the man with his foot, using telekinesis to lift him onto his feet. "So, Merlin... Tell me, why'd you imprison Ambrose and Talicia Dracula?" he asks, hands behind his back wreathed in red and black mist.

Merlin rubs his jaw, "It was the only way to save them, their fate had been decided after Dracula's defeat... I merely wished to help them survive."

Reima frowns, "Well, you failed because they're both dead."

Merlin shakes his head, "The Prophecy stated that they'd have a child, I am sure you are looking after them well." he says with a gentle smile.

Reima "Yeah, I read that Prophecy, but I'd rather hear you explain it fully." he states, Merlin snorting.

Merlin "That's not how Prophecies work, you must let time work its magic." he says, his body beginning to fade away.