Duba's POV----
As he gracefully descended upon the ruins if what was once supposed to be scared grounds, Duba smirked menacingly as he gaze locked with someone who felt no more different about him than he did his opponent.
And that was-
"Ah ha ha. Pipsqueak. Are you done running from me now?" Kakisa said as he took his took his stance like looking head on at his Duba who responded with an equal stance of his but more offensive as he said, "My my your hurting me~ Let's call that time I took a 'minor preparational' time as we both knew that this fight would have never been one with the condition of this vessel, if I may say so myself."
And just as the two were about to lunge at each other and begin the most deadly brawl in Duba's perspective, "Kiria! What are youf doing?!" An uninvited voice interrupted the near beginning of what one would call 'glorious battle'.
Duba eyes shot in the direction from which the voice came. Left. And no sooner found the source if it than had seizures of red began trail from the corners of his eyes. He frowned and stayed silent for a moment as tge man he saw not to far from him who had worry and concern laced on his entire being and yet. He could sense it. A problem.
And so he asked, "You! You must be this boy's father right?"
Kakia flinched as he heard the voice that blarred from his son's very throat. It was smoothed over masculine tone of the boy he raised. But rather a youthful authoritative tone that seemed to have more weight in it than the crushing reality that unfolded before him.
And that was-
Shfft, stomp!
'Tsk, you sneaky little-'
Bam, POW!
"If you won't fight then I will you bastard kid." Kakisa muttered to himself with a smirk of satisfaction laced across his face as he then sprinted forwards and into chaotic structure and scene a head in what on could once call peaceful. As he ignored the gaze of his brother who was more than utterly bewildered at this discovery as he clenched his fists and let his head drop as the shadow of it covered whatever reactions crossed his face. But why? Was he not supposed to feel worry for his child, who looked more like a-
Monster than regular Lowesian anymore.
And the simple answer to that is yes, but for he could not help, at all in fact. And so he was rendered useless and hopeless imprisoned by the rage that could have been a probable blessing for him. Well, for all we know that is case. But for what Duba knew.
Well that will just have to be a mystery to be solved the next time we get to see these cross paths once again.
And when would that be one might ask? And that simple answer to that was-
"Uhhhh, that little... no that sneaky humungous rat. Dare hit a sneak attack like that?" Duba muttered in complaint as he stood up from the rubble of a building he he crashed into.
When the fate of this story saw fit of it.
And as Duba stood, his enemy relentlessly and menacingly approached as he exclaimed, "Child, boy, Man, monster or whatever you are at this point? How was that huh? Enough to get you on one-"
Shift, step!
Bam!
No sooner had the chief gotten a chance to finish his light taunt than had this monster retaliated in response to his mockery with what could've served as a get back blow to his stomach but had been effortlessly caught on time or maybe even been predicted just before this very moment.
Duba pushed as his feet scratched the ground and his body trembled from the mere struggle of just pushing against this giant of a Lowesian.
"Tsk, this struggle of yours is no more akin that of snail hoping to get the peak of mountain before meeting death head on." Kakisa scoffed as then lifted his left hand and formed a mighty fist that he swung down upon Kiria who immediately responded with an evidently prowess dodge.
As he then too the same stance before as the looked on at his opponent as his eyes darted around the figure of Kakisa who noticed what he was trying to attempt and frowned indifferently as took the same stance he took from before and dashed towards him. Normally, just him stretching himself towards Duba would have been enough to get on this foe and hit him surely. But unfortunately his unatural bodily length could not enable him the ability to do so. And so with a single step he found himself before and hit him with a left punch to his right ribs which sent flying and crashing into another once more.
The nearby Lowesians scattered and fleed as the approaching steps of the chief alone were more than enough of a sign that they should find somewhere safer to reside in.
However these were not the intentions of this man. Because at this very moment his only true goals were simply malice and-
"Hey child. Get out if there right now before I level this whole building to fish you out of."
"...."
The chiefs threat was met with nothing more but obdurate silence that signaled more to him than he was meant to perceive.
He frowned with pure displeasure as he then suddenly took an offensive stance that was distinct from the one before. His breaths were controlled yet laced with tons of fury. His muscles flexed and relaxed in all the necessary places. His focus sharpened as everything around him suddenly slowed and then he spoke with a low yet deathly hum, "Blazing star, erruptive chaos. Blessings of the fire never cease to burn. With this blessing of the thousand heats, emolit! Nuke bone!"
Pay back.