Dominion of The Beast Masters

Chapter 215: Game Over: Eratz vs Kenny



Eratz stood face to Kenny and the teachers. The dust settled around him, and the crowd erupted into hushed whispers.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"It's...?"

"The Pharaoh!"

"It's him... It's really him!"

Rowan, still holding Kenny back, muttered under his breath.

"Eratz..."

But the eyes of the man standing before him were way past a warm reunion. Eratz cracked his neck, his expression hard and unreadable.

"I've been trying to move on. To ignore all the crap I've lived here and focus on what matters. But people like you," he said, his eyes locking onto Kenny, "are too curious to know why I never fight back."

Kenny took an instinctive step back, his earlier confidence faltering under Eratz's gaze.

Eratz's tone didn't waver.

"I wasn't going to waste my time with this farce. I'm supposed to be in vacation, but since this place is ruled by a gang of incompetents who can't control their students, I might as well put and end to one problem myself." His gaze shifted to the teachers.

The teachers froze, stunned into silence.

In the stands, Kallistra and Eliza chuckld, their smile widening.

"This," Eliza murmured, "is going to be good."

Eratz pointed directly at Kenny.

"You wanted to deal with me? You're going to get what you want. I'm going to finish you, right here, right now."

The crowd erupted into cheers.

"The Pharaoh is going to fight!"

"Yes! Teach him a lesson!"

"This is what we came for!"

Kenny stepped back, his earlier confidence diminishing. He was stronger, way stronger now, but strong on Eratz's level? That was another story.

The director rushed forward, her face pale with panic.

"Eratz, stop this!" she shouted, her voice shaking. "You can't interfere! This is an official event... you have no right..."

The crowd drowned out her words with their roars of approval, their excitement palpable. The director turned down her microphone as she reached him.

Eratz turned to her, his expression growing annoyed.

"If you try to stop me, I'll make sure everyone knows exactly how rotten this academy is. Everything you did, the racism and framing you allowed, and I'll use my influence to ruin every single one of you."

The director froze, stunned on the spot. Her lips parting as if to protest, but no words came out. Behind her, the teachers exchanged nervous glances, unsure of what to do.

Farther away, Tamara crossed her arms, her eyes fixed on the arena. For the first time, she seemed fully focused.

The crowd's chants grew louder, their excitement almost deafening. For many, this was the first time seeing Eratz's anger, and it was something they wouldn't forget.

The director lowered her head, stepping aside.

"Fine," she muttered, defeated.

Eratz didn't even glance at her. His focus was entirely on Kenny, who was frozen in place, his body tense as he realized that his vengeance had been moved forward, and his second victim wasn't a prey.

The crowd roared, their excitement electrifying the arena. Among the students, reactions

were mixed, Lisa looked pale, her hands clasped tightly.

Crystal leaned forward, hoping to get rid of Kenny for good.

Kenny forced a smirk.

"You really came all this way for a pathetic student? That's rich, Pharaoh."

Eratz turned around and walked toward the center of the arena.

"Remember what it feels like to stand. Treasure this memory."

Kenny flinched, the mockery dying on his lips. His fists clenched, his body trembling, not just with anger, but with frustration and fear.

Rowan, still standing near the sidelines, lowered his head, saying nothing. The teachers remained frozen, unwilling to intervene.

Kenny glanced around, realizing he was alone. Hesitantly, he stepped forward, one shaky step at a time, until he stood face-to-face with Eratz in the center of the battlefield.

The crowd erupted, their chants of "Pharaoh! Pharaoh!" echoing through the arena.

Eratz didn't move, his presence unshakable. Kenny swallowed hard, his aura flickering like a candle in the storm.

For the first time, he realized just how far out of his depth he truly was.

Those knowing the story between these two watched with big interest, because they knew.

This moment, this very battle, was the conclusion of a long race between these two.

The crowd roared as the battle began, Kenny unleashing a barrage of elemental attacks all at

once.

Lightning crackled through the air, fire roared, water spiraled, and chunks of earth shot forward like cannonballs, all encased in a whirlwind of chaos.

"Let's see you dodge this, Eratz!" Kenny shouted, his voice dripping with venom.

With the adrenaline building in his head, his confidence returned and the battlefield was engulfed in destruction.

But Eratz didn't flinch.

He simply moved, effortlessly weaving through the onslaught, his expression cold and

unphased.

Each attack missed by a hair, yet he didn't seem rushed or concerned.

Kenny sneered.

"What's the matter? Afraid to fight back against a college student?" His tone grew savage. "You showed you were a coward, so why don't you grow some balls?"

Kenny was unleashing himself, but the crowd slowly stopped cheering, not because of his

power.

They realized Eratz wasn't even trying, once he would touch I'm, it would be the end.

Kenny gritted his teeth, his aura flaring.

"You think you're better than me?!" He launched another volley, fireballs, jagged ice spikes, lightning bolts, but this time, Eratz stopped dodging altogether.

He raised his hand once, calmly parrying a lightning strike.

A burst of flames surged toward him, but he walked straight through it, the fire parting

harmlessly around him.

Kenny's grin faltered.

"What... What the hell are you doing?!"

Eratz took a step closer, his voice cold and cutting.

"Reflex, I overestimated you."

Kenny's face twisted in frustration. His attacks grew more frantic, more desperate.

Every element at his disposal came crashing down, yet none of it landed. The crowd gasped as

Eratz stood motionless, the ground erupting around him.

"He's not even dodging..." someone in the audience murmured.

Kenny's breathing grew ragged, his movements now wild and erratic as panic consumed him.

His attacks, which started as a storm of elemental fury, became frantic bursts of desperation.

"This isn't fair! I'm stronger now! I should be able to hurt you!" he screamed, his voice cracking with frustration. "Why?! Why won't you fight back?!"

Eratz tilted his head slightly, his expression cold and unimpressed.

"Did you really think being stronger would mean you'd be stronger than me?"

The words struck Kenny like a blow, and his face twisted with rage.

"Shut up!" he bellowed, summoning another barrage of attacks.

Lightning crackled toward Eratz, flames roared, and sharp blades of wind carved through the

air.

But as before, none of it reached him. Eratz didn't even flinch.

"You're nothing special!" Kenny screamed, his voice growing hoarse.

His attacks came faster, his energy pouring out in waves, but Eratz moved through them as if

he was taking a shower.

Kenny's aura flared wildly, and he lunged forward, closing the distance.

But before he could strike, Eratz snapped his fingers. A sharp gust of wind twisted Kenny's ankle, sending him tumbling to the ground with a scream of pain.

Kenny clutched his leg, grimacing as he sat on the ground. His frustration boiled over, tears

spilling down his cheeks.

"It's always been like this!" he shouted, his voice filled with despair. "When I entered the academy, it was all you! Everyone loved the great Eratz Pandoras!"

His tears fell freely now, his sobs echoing in the stunned silence of the arena.

"I finally got rid of you! I was supposed to be the star! But then they took your family too!" His voice cracked, his grief and rage blending into one. "Why... Why is it always you?!" The arena held its breath, the weight of Kenny's breakdown hanging heavy in the air. Eratz, still standing far away, finally moved.

He took a single step forward, and in an instant, he was in front of Kenny, standing over him

like a shadow of judgment.

"So you admit it," Eratz said coldly, his crimson eyes piercing through Kenny's trembling

body. "You framed me."

Kenny froze, his breath hitching. The crowd's murmurs fell into a total silence, all eyes on

him.

For a moment, his face crumbled further, but then his rage flared back. "No!" he screamed, summoning his remaining energy to throw another desperate attack.

But Eratz's hand passed through the blast, his fist striking Kenny's liver. Kenny's body collapsed, convulsing as he vomited violently onto the arena floor.

Under the disgusted gaze of the world and the amazement of Kallistra.

Kenny clawed at the dirt, gasping for air, his face contorted in agony. Eratz looked down at him, his expression unreadable. "It's hard to take revenge when you're this fragile," he muttered. Kenny coughed and sputtered, forcing himself to his knees despite the pain wracking his

body.

He let out a guttural scream, pulling together every ounce of energy he had left, and fired a

massive blast.

Eratz didn't move. He stepped through the blast, the energy washing over him harmlessly, and grabbed Kenny's wrist mid-attack.

In one swift motion, he raised his other hand and slapped Kenny across the face.

The impact was brutal, the sound echoing through the arena. Kenny's jaw dislocated from the

force, and his body tumbled across the dirt like a broken doll.

He landed in a crumpled heap, barely able to move. Kenny's vision blurred, his mind racing as he tried to process what was happening. He felt humiliated, weak, and utterly powerless.

Eratz walked toward him, crouching down in front of him with an air of detachment. "Like I said, I don't like taking revenge on people. Wonder why? Because I don't like doing a

job halfway," he said, his voice low and sharp. "Kenny, I'm the origin of all your suffering, and today too I'll doom you. This is your last battle."

Kenny flinched, his eyes widening with a mix of anger and fear. His aura flared stronger as his

anger consumed him, turning his irises a faint red.

"STAY OUT OF MY LIFE!" he screamed, summoning another massive blast of energy.

Eratz didn't even bother to dodge. The energy crashed into him, but he remained unscathed.

And then it happened.

The energy surroundings Kenny ignited, and returned against him. Kenny's body convulsed violently, his screams turning into shrieks of pure agony.

The elements around him, fire, lightning, water, wind, and earth, began to surge

uncontrollably, spiraling into a chaotic storm.

His shadow stretched unnaturally across the ground, twisting and warping as the energy

ripped through him.

"What's happening to him?!" a voice in the crowd shouted.

Kenny screamed louder a his shadow took a more grotesque form, like tentacles coiling

around him, then an event occurred.

The beasts bound to him began emerging from the shadow, their bodies flickering and

distorted.

One by one, they bolted, breaking free and running or flying away.

In the stands, Tamara leaned forward, her sharp gaze locked onto the scene.

"The beasts... they're separating from his aura?" she murmured.

The elements spiraled tighter around Kenny, his body contorting under the overwhelming

force.

His shadow twisted and stretched further, coiling unnaturally as if alive. Finally, the chaotic energy collapsed, his shadow separated from its biggest part that

converged, forming a single, ominous black orb hovering above him.

The karinite 4.