Chapter 168 - The Ark Of Explosives

"I'll lead the way!"

Mavislin, as the beacon of light, lit up the dark hallway. She flew towards the tryouts area.

"The Umbra had access to Gil's Primordial Beasts Arsenal. He chose Tiamat," replied Raiyen, as he tried to get everyone out.

"Your Time Ripper doesn't help?' asked Z.

"I can't pull out something if I haven't seen it before, Snow Cap!" said Raiyen as he glitched through the area.

"Ah, so you are older."

"Well, I'm not the Raiyen of this time. I'm further in the future."

"How far?"

"Does that matter now?"

"Gate of the Primordial Beasts is counted as a Physical Element. You have to gifted with that ability. Unlike Copying, there's no way he can pull it out," said Mavislin, destroying a couple of falling boulders.

However, Tiamat's pets had other ideas for the team. As a few serpents followed the group, Yan halted. He then pulled out a couple of grenades, much to Z's surprise.

"Here ya go!" he said, ripping out the pins using his teeth.

Quickly, he threw towards the pests' eyes, effectively blinding them. But after the smoke cleared, the area around the serpents' eyes started to freeze.

"Hurry! It won't work for long!" yelled Yan, pushing Gab to hurry.

"And since when do you have such bad boys?" asked Z, looking at Yan.

"There are some things left unsaid."

"Yea. Nevermind finding when he got those. My question for him; where do you put them?" asked Raiyen.

"Somewhere. I've always got a few sticks on hand, just in case," explained Yan.

As they reached the surface, the hall was not empty. There, stood a very familiar face. Mavislin halted while the Five Kings looked at it in disbelief. Z folded his arms in discontent while Raiyen gripped onto the Valkyrie's hand.

"He must have come because of the Puka," whispered Gab.

"I highly doubt so. Puka or not, he shouldn't be here," whispered Raiyen.

His eyes flashed a hint of anger towards that being. The area shook once more with the howl of Tiamat. Another grave problem piling up, great.

"That thing over there doesn't belong in this Universe," growled Raiyen.

"Pot calling the kettle black," replied Yan.

Raiyen scoffed as he shook his head. His grip remained firm on Mavislin.

"You've joined the fight?" asked Z, smiling at the figure.

"It was about time. I can't have you guys galavanting about, killing all my kin," said the Angry Man, getting closer to the group.

"Killing all your kin?! Mavislin nearly died because of your 'kin'!" shouted Ling, stepping forward to challenge Baldwin.

"And they were successful in killing Marquess Dalles," replied Mavislin.

"Yea, that's why I want to come back."

Yan smiled as he approached the Angry Man.

"Well, the more the merrier! We've got an extra pair of hands to help! Why are you guys so tense?" asked Yan, patting Baldwin on the back.

Mavislin wanted to follow Yan but the Time Mage refused to let her hand go. Even Z was hesitant in going near that man.

"Why aren't you letting me go?" asked Mavislin, extremely confused.

"You don't have any idea, do you," murmured Raiyen, under his breath.

"What do you mean?"

He said nothing. Z stepped forward. But as he got closer, a large explosion occurred around Yan. With the sudden smoke bomb, the Earl jumped out of the area and back to the group.

"You think it was that easy to fool us? Don't make me laugh," growled Yan as he threw a few more bombs.

Lighting up a Molotov c.o.c.ktail, he threw it towards the small explosives around the being.

"Of all the people to fool, you picked the wrong dude," said Yan, smiling devilishly.

As the Molotov caught fire, it automatically ignited all of the explosives around.

"Sure, Mav couldn't tell, but we are not your friends," said Yan, proudly as he produced a few more explosives.

Mavislin looked quite upset to be insulted in such a manner and shot a beam of light towards the figure, with Yan close by.

"Oi!"

"Watch your tongue."

He happily threw a few more bombs at the figure, whilst running around. With the figure standing oddly still, a bombardment of explosives rained down. Dynamites and flashbangs to regular bombs, all did nothing to move the figure.

"You stand pretty strong against these attacks. How about trying this!"

Yan then threw a particularly big grenade at the figure. But before it could land on its target, Yan quickly pulled out a pistol and shot at the bomb. This caused it to burst out in flames. Setting fire onto his enemy, Yan looked pretty happy.

"Ah, this reminds me of how I used to play within the corners of the domain. As the sewer rats," murmured Yan, smiling.