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*BOOM!* *BOOOOOM!*

*VOOOOOOM!*

Beams of energy were being flashed and projected from all around the fleets.

The energy force field was struggling to hold up.

The horned ones were engaged in an all out fight with the Kessho's who had invaded the ship.

Many of the horned ones were being injured despite the fact that they had the advantage of numbers.

The red eyed Kessho's were fighting the noble, red horned, horned ones while the commoners fought the regular Kessho's.

The commoners were being overpowered by the regular Kessho's and so were a few horned ones.

It was too soon for the tide to be decided, but based on what anyone there could see, the result was obvious.

"We're losing..." Muttered one of the horned ones, as he applied pressure to the wound on his chest.

There was a large gaping hole with blood flowing down, even if he was a horned one, for a commoner to regenerate that, it would take a long while.

"Don't give up yet...! They have the advantage now but we also have people attacking their side!"

The horned one didn't recognise the person that the soothing voice belonged to.

He felt his heart skip a beat as they crouched down beside him.

A beauty.

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Long golden blonde hair with deep oceanic blue eyes. She wore a black cloak with a hood over it to cover her figure, the cloak had a noble's crest on it.

​ 'A noble...? But she doesn't have any horns...?'

The person was Lara, she didn't have any horns because she wasn't a horned one. She was given the cloak by Charlotte because of it's protective qualities.

Currently, Lara was taking a big risk by standing on the front lines, she was going from fleet to fleet to heal people.

A golden bright glow manifested in front of Lara's palm before she placed it just above his wound.

To his surprise, the wound was quickly closing. The effects of his regenerative powers were greatly amplified along with it.

He looked over the sides and his eyes widened.

All of his other fallen comrades which had been injured were slowly getting up. They too had been healed.

He looked over at her and noticed her hands shaking and trembling. He could feel it, her fear.

'She's scared and yet, she's here helping everyone?' He questioned.

*Cough* *Cough*

After coughing, he glanced back over at his wound, it was almost completely healed. She was completely focused on healing him while also trying to put on a brave front.

He didn't want to interrupt her, yet he couldn't help but ask.

"Why are you helping us?"

At first, after hearing his question she seemed confused, however shortly after, she turned to him and gave him a bitter smile before replying.

"We're on the same side now, and...I want to finally be of use..."

'My children, Aurora, Violet, Ria and even Ruby, they've all done something to help him but I... I've basically been freelancing...'

'They told me to sit back and protect myself but they're all fighting as we speak... This is the only way I can help...'

'So even if it's just a little... I'll do the best I can.'

Hearing her words, hit deep not only for the one being healed but also the others which had gotten healed.

"FUCK! WHAT AM I DOING STANDING HERE!" One of the crew members shouted as he forced himself to get up.

"H-Hey! Be careful! I've only just healed you, you at least take a few more minutes to rest!" Said Lara, worriedly.

The others watched the veins on his forehead pop as he forced himself up, they were completely moved.

The hope which they had lost over winning this fight, came crashing back as they too began to get up.

"Everyone...!" Lara yelled out.

"Thanks but don't worry about us, we're warriors, we're not going down until this fight is-"

The eyes of the horned one she was healing suddenly widened, he completely forget the rest of what he was going to say as the large figure of a Kessho appeared behind Lara.

Long black scruffy hair, resembling a tiger's fur and crimson red eyes. He carried a large metal club and towered over Lara's crouched figure, being almost seven feet tall.

A giant bulk muscular figure.

"BEHIND YOU! DODGE!"

Lara turned around, he stretched out his arm to grab her but it was too late.

He had already moved his arm out to grab her.

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Anyone could tell that the Kessho could easily break Lara's entire figure with just his hands alone. The horned ones which had just about recover, forced themselves to leap the Kessho to stop him, but they were too far away.

Lara's eyes reflected the pair of approaching large hands ahead of her, her body froze up in fear.

*CRASH!*

To everyone's surprise, a burst of air pressure crashed into the Kessho from the sides sending him sliding down the deck.

[Wind Manipulation: Air burst.]

A split second after, with his hair swaying upwards from the wind rotating around him, Kylo and Lita appeared in front of their mother.

Lita was angry, she had her arms stretched out in front of her mother, showing a protective stance while she frowned at the giant Kessho.

But Kylo...

He was pissed.

"Oi..." Kylo muttered, the flow of air gradually increasing from around him. "Just now... What were you about to do to my mother?" He asked with bloodshot eyes as he glared at the giant Kessho.

A grin appeared on face of the seemingly unharmed Kessho. He cracked his knuckles and began walking towards the three.

"Kylo...! Lita! What are you two doing here?! It's not safe! Go back to the main fleet where it's safe!"

Despite saying such, Kylo didn't move a muscle, neither did Lita.

The two didn't say anything and eyed down the giant approaching them.

"Didn't you hear me! Run! It's too dangerous here!"

They stayed quiet.

The other horned ones which had just recovered, leapt at the giant Kessho, each swinging their weapons at him.

Swords and spears, two of each coming from four different commoner horned ones. They made their move.