Moments ago, before Alex and the rest had gone outside to battle against Dremalock's army, a strategy had been made by Dairadel. Dairadel explained "In about twenty minutes, Dremalock should be estimated to arrive here. So as we speak, there's a plan I want us to discuss.", Alex who was about to leave the throne room had turned back to his previous position before he even made a step forward to leave the room "Hm? A plan?". Dairadel replied "Yes, a plan. Right now, it was as expected that Xalvagon would attack in such a manner. We intended to attack with all our military strength tonight, but he's stopped us right in our tracks of doing so.", Alex proceeded to ask "So what's the plan?". Dairadel spoke up about the plan "I would stay here and fortify the entire castle, just to make sure I'll be safe while preparing something, you all should just rush into the Xalvagon's territory. On your way there, you'll have to engage in a battle against Dremalock.". Alex then tried understanding the plan "So you're saying we should wait it out while you prepare something to give us the advantage?", Dairadel responded "Yes. That's it. I understand how strong you are, after all I've seen you fight with my own eyes. You shouldn't have a problem dealing with Dremalock and his army.". Astavel was trying to comprehend the plan as well "Wait, does that mean Alex is the only one going to fight?", Alex looked at her, almost appalled "Fat chance.". Dairadel continued to talk, his voice filled with certainty and a firm tone "No, Bellika and Astavel, you are to join Alex in this fight as well.", Alex raised his hand and then added "If I may, would'nt it be much more smarter if i were to create a clone and leave it here?". Dairadel raised a brow "Hm? Elaborate.", Alex explained "I have the ability to create clones of myself, although my max is ten in number, they don't take energy out of me. If I leave one here to gather enough energy to kill Dremalock, wouldn't that be more efficient than you preparing a trap? You are injured after all.", Dairadel thought "Smart. Okay, leave a clone here. We'll figure how to deal with this battle.". In current time, as Alex violently blasted himself through the army of statues in his way, he had a smirk on his face "Now that I have a clone of mine with king Dairadel, things should run smoothly.", suddenly, Alex sensed something approaching him. It was a giant blade that tore through the air as it rolled towards him. Time slowed down for Alex before moving his head out of the way to dodge, destroying the land below. Alex looked forward after seeing how the ground far behind him got torn into two, his expression looked serious "You must be Dremalock.". The dust settled, a huge statue wearing a robe was seen smirking, his hands spread apart in his amusement "Ah? So you've heard of me. I'm honored that someone so powerful can recognise me.". Alex replied the flattering words "Oh? So you're the talker kind. That's cool.", his energy slowly started to brew all over his body "Sorry, but I'm in a rush to get somewhere, you're in the way.", Alex calmly said. Dremalock, still smirking, replied as daggers made from stone glowing with energy manifested on his stretched out palms and the air behind him. He responded to the already restless Alex "Hm? Well I'm sorry, my job is to not allow you to get to your destination. One of us would have to die.". To Alex, that statement was all he needed to hear to get him excited from the inside, he smirked darkly "Fine by me.", he said with a soft and cold tone. A huge burst of energy shot out from his body, Dremalock with a wave of his hand was able to command his daggers to fly towards Alex, each dagger rushing accross the air like bullets. Alex quickly dashed forward with a burst of speed, running as fast as he could while dodging every thing that flew down at him with killing intent. Each dagger that missed caused an explosion of debries, Alex was moving dangerously fast, so much so that he was almost like a beast. He jumped, weaved and even broke through the projectiles with raw physical strength. As he did so, he was thinking to himself "This brings back memories. Not just from my three years training days, but my academy days. As well as the training Diablo gave us during our one month's break after our first mission.", Alex was feeling ecstatic "I'm so excited!", Alex could barely control himself due to this somewhat twisted nostalgia. In the midst of that excitement, Dremalock rushed in, his sword made from stone was ready to cut down Alex "DIE!", he yelled, clashing with Alex. Due to this clash, a huge blast of red and blue energy shot out like lightning from the two of them. Dremalock was confused at the moment "He has a weapon with him? I didn't know that.", it turns out that Alex had drawn out a dagger from his pocket at the last second just so he could parry the clash. Alex seemed to be struggling at the moment, but what was on his face was a grin of excitement that enjoyed the difficulty he was facing "Man, you're just a game character made real to me, I see no reason to fully think I'm in trouble even tho I could get killed in here. Its all good.", Alex said with his excitement roiling up inside him. Dremalock shot back the unhinged nature of Alex with that of his own "I see, so you're the excited kind. I like warriors.....", his voice escalated "LIKE YOU!", before he won the parry which led to him having enough strength to hit Alex with his sword accross the battlefield. Alex crashed into a wall, debries flew everywhere. Blood was all over his chest and right arm that held his dagger. Alex's hand was bleeding heavily, it's muscle and bones had twisted and turned like it was some kind of play dough, hence the reason for so much blood pouring out of it. But regardless of this injury, it didn't faze Alex at all. Infact, he softly giggled "Ahaha. Well what do you know? I'm still no exception to pain. Looks like getting stronger from this is going to be fun.". Dremalock walked forward slowly, he hadn't reached Alex yet when he said "Your excitement got the better of you, so now you die. That injury of yours is very severe, unless you can heal it.", Alex got up from the wall, his head was faced down, but you could see the smirk on his face regardless "Regenerate.", he said. His hand immediately twisted back to its original state, his bones and muscles fixed itself with just one twist, steam brewing out of his injury. Alex looked at Dremalock with a deviant smirk as both his hands turned into pure red energy, it was his demonic power "I'm going to have fun with you.".
END OF CHAPTER.