"Not enough for you to win this fight," Ali said flatly, the chain spinning above him like a roaring turbine, carving the air into violent currents.
"Oh yeah?" Mateo's eyes lit up, pure blue sparks bursting from his pupils. He flicked his wrist, sending a crackling surge into the coin.
ZZZZZTTTT—WHAAM!
The coin spun violently, glowing before belching out two colossal spears of lightning. They formed mid-air, jagged and pulsing with power, then rocketed straight at Ali.
Ali slammed his chain into the dirt with bone-snapping force. KRRAAAACK! The ground ripped upward, flinging tons of soil sky-high into a wall ten meters tall, cutting off Mateo's view.
BOOOOM! BOOOOM!
Both spears crashed into the wall, detonating in a firestorm of white-hot electricity that blew the soil apart. But Ali wasn't there.
FWOOOSH!
He dove from above, a black streak in the sky, the chain descending like an executioner's guillotine. Mateo blurred away in a flash, narrowly escaping as the chain obliterated the ground.
The coin didn't relent. It spun faster, vomiting spear after spear into the forest. CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! Trees vaporized, craters swallowed the earth, and wildfires spread, drowning the battlefield in smoke and ash.
Mateo twisted sideways just in time—
SSHHHKKKKK!
The massive tree behind him split clean down the middle, a perfect cut. He didn't have time to process before the chain whipped back across the same tree horizontally, severing it in two. Splinters exploded like shrapnel.
'That fucking weapon is a nightmare to track…' Mateo grit his teeth, his gaze snapping back to Ali.
The chain reeled back into Ali's grip, the spear tip spinning like a drill. At the same time, Ali's other hand twitched, and his lightsaber whirled between trees like a hunting predator, cutting off every angle.
"Lightning Guild Spell: Lightning Bomb," Mateo muttered, slipping one hand behind his back. The coin above his other palm still screamed lightning in every direction, keeping Ali at bay. Mateo knew it wouldn't last. The moment Ali closed distance, the balance would collapse.
WOOOOOOOOOSH!
Air pressure screamed around Ali as the chain spun faster, generating shockwaves that toppled trees in his wake.
'That coin is a problem', Ali calculated coldly. 'My Telekinesis won't touch it. It saves him Spirit while I'm burning through mine…'
He ducked under another spear of lightning, his aura still pouring into his muscles. 'I have to keep using Aura to keep my speed. Force Lightning doesn't work. And his body… —it felt real, but then it wasn't.'
Ali's eyes sharpened. He swung.
WHHHHAAAAM!
The chain smashed into the ground, splitting a spear mid-flight before carving a trench deep into the earth. Mateo blurred away again, the distance reset.
But Ali's instincts screamed.
Beneath him, the soil thrummed.
FLASH!
Ali vanished into a black portal just as a glowing orb erupted from underground. KRAAAAAAAA-THOOOOOM! A dome of blue fire swallowed everything, flattening a massive swath of forest in an earth-shattering explosion.
"This fucking bastard is slippery…" Mateo muttered, watching Ali reappear above in the sky through a swirling black portal. His gaze snapped—
ZZZRAKKKKK!
A wide electric wave burst from Mateo's hand, colliding with Ali's lightsaber mid-flight. The blade went spinning, knocked aside in a violent shower of sparks.
FSSSSSSSSST!
A whisper of air. Something tiny cut the air itself. A pinprick hole appeared between Mateo's eyes—
—but his body shattered instantly into a storm of crackling energy. Electricity detonated outward as his form dissipated, gone.
"Again." Ali's voice was ice as his Force Sense stretched, hunting for a trace. But nothing. The signal was gone, dissolved instantly into static.
Then—
sssshhhhk.
Through the smoke, a glint of metal. A thin, iron needle, barely half a meter long, sliced through the air with impossible speed. It stopped behind Ali, hovering like a viper ready to strike.
CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.
A smug voice cut through the burning forest.
"I must say… this is the best Telekinesis I've ever seen. To control something so small while fighting at this scale… Truly incredible."
Mateo stepped from the shadows of a charred tree, unharmed, his smirk sharp enough to slice stone. The golden coin spun lazily between his fingers, pulsing with faint arcs of lightning that hissed and spat into the air.
Ali's eyes narrowed. 'He's buying time. But for what…'
'It's unfortunate Miles lost all his drones,' Ali thought, scanning every flicker of Mateo's being.
'They were torn apart by the electricity… And this? Whatever spell he's running to create the clones, it has to lead back to him somehow. It has to. And the toll on his Spirit must be enormous else I'm fucked.'
Meanwhile—
The real Mateo floated high above, concealed within a shimmer of sparks. He let out a slow breath, his expression strained. "That was all my Spirit there…"
His head throbbed with brutal pain as he uncorked a vial of glowing azure liquid. He downed it in one gulp.
GLUG GLUG.
Blue fire coursed down his throat, exploding through his veins. His skull felt like it was splitting open. "Fuck, that hurts…" Mateo hissed, gripping his temple as his Thunderbolt container inside his Spirit realm refilled with savage intensity.
Still, he smiled through the agony. He tilted his head, looking down on the battlefield where Ali's boots touched the cracked soil.
'Let's see how he deals with them.'
Ali stood calmly in the wreckage, his eyes locked on the approaching clone. "Are you going to keep sending fakes?" His voice was low, deliberate.
"Oh, come on now," the clone chuckled as it paced in a slow circle, every step kicking up sparks. "So what if I'm a clone? It's still a one versus one fight… at least up until now."
The clone's shoulders sagged in mock defeat. "I'd say fighting you is unfair. All this lightning—" he gestured broadly, the burning ruins of the forest flickering in the storm of electricity "—is enough to wipe out a fucking army. And not a scratch on you." His voice dropped into a sly hiss.
"And even if I did manage a hit… you regenerate."
He tilted his head, acting dejected, as though weighed down by the inevitability of Ali's endurance. But then—
CRACK.
He raised his head. Mateo's pupils vanished, his eyes blazing with raw lightning, arcs tearing across his face. His lips split into a devil's grin.
"So to make it fair…" his voice distorted, layered with static, echoing unnaturally.
Ali's Force Sense bristled, picking up on new signals—
"You're going to have to fight all of us."
The sentence didn't come from one mouth. It came from four.
Ali's eyes slid slowly to his sides. From three separate corners of the ruined forest, more clones stepped from the shadows, their bodies glowing with the same violent lightning as the first. The air grew suffocating.
The coin-bearing clone broke into laughter, wild and unrestrained, before vanishing in a blur.
FLASH. FLASH. FLASH.
In an instant, he was a hundred meters high, floating above the battlefield, the coin spinning between his palms. Sparks fell from it like molten rain.
Below, the three clones spread out, surrounding Ali in a wide triangle. They crouched low, their movements eerily synchronised, the earth beneath their feet trembling.
Each one gripped their right arm with their left. Their mouths opened.
"CHIDORI."
The name tore through the silence in perfect unison.
Ali's face remained impassive, but the air itself shifted. The pressure of their combined technique hit him like a storm front. Wind ripped across his face, dragging his hair back violently.
Blue lightning screamed into existence, pouring from their hands until each arm was cloaked in a writhing inferno of electricity. The sound of it—raw, piercing, chaotic—rattled his bones. The sheer vibration made his eardrums split, blood trailing down his ears.
Ali's aura pulsed darker, but he said nothing.
Up above, the real Mateo's smile widened. 'Not even Kakashi himself could pull this much power out of Chidori.'
The three clones weren't done. Their power was already monstrous, but then—
FWUUM.
Magic circles blossomed around each of their right arms, glowing with intricate sigils that rotated like gears of light.
"Damage Amplification."
The words were spoken in unison, and instantly the blue Chidori shifted—becoming white. The electricity changed pitch, climbing higher, louder, sharper.
The sound no longer crackled; it shrieked. The forest itself seemed to recoil as white lightning devoured their arms, spilling out in waves so violent that stones crumbled, leaves caught fire, and entire trees bent backward from the pressure.
The screech drilled into Ali's skull, unbearable, ripping his ears further. Thin streams of blood slid down his jawline, but his expression never faltered. His black aura only grew thicker, darker, heavier.
"I can't wait to see how you survive this shit, motherfucker!" the clone in the sky roared, his voice carried by the storm itself.
Ali's head tilted up slightly, his expression unreadable. Then—
His left eye bled into black. The iris, the sclera, everything drowned in a pitch-dark ink until it looked more abyss than eye. A faint ripple of energy radiated outward, heavy and cold, and the air shivered with unnatural weight.
Behind him—
CLANG. CLANG. CLANG.
Rows of towering metal beams, each over two meters long with razor-sharp tips, materialized from thin air. They hung suspended behind him like the spines of some mechanical beast, trembling as if desperate to be unleashed.
The three ground clones didn't wait.
BOOOOM.
They launched themselves forward, white Chidori screeching from their arms, leaving deep smoking trenches gouged into the soil everywhere their feet touched. Sparks tore across the ground with every step as they closed in, their synchronised charge sounding like thunder galloping across the battlefield.
Up above, the fourth clone raised the coin high, lightning wrapping around his arms and body until his silhouette blurred. The coin spun wildly, arcs bending reality around it.
"Lightning Barrage!" he roared.
The skies opened up.
Dozens upon dozens of spears of lightning ripped free from the coin, shrieking downward at meteoric speeds. Each spear carried enough force to reduce a hill to rubble. The forest below, once thick and sprawling, didn't stand a chance.
Ali's gaze darkened.
The beams of metal behind him exploded forward, splitting the air with sonic cracks as they tore toward the three charging clones, each strike sharp enough to impale stone.
At the same time, Ali's hands thrust upward.
RRRRRRRIIIIIIIP.
The ground convulsed as entire trees—thick, ancient giants—were ripped free from their roots, soil and rock spilling like waterfalls from the torn earth. Dozens of them spiralled upward, Ali flinging them into the air like colossal spears toward the incoming lightning.
ZZZZZZZ—BOOOOOOOOOM!
The sky lit up like a second sun as the storm of lightning collided with the storm of trees. The impact was catastrophic. Fireballs swallowed the air. Shockwaves rolled outward, flattening everything nearby. Bark and wood vaporised on contact, roots turned to ash, the explosions so loud it was as if the world itself cracked open.
Down below, the three clones wove through the chaos, their movements feral and relentless. The beams of metal slammed into the ground after every miss, each strike carving deep scars into the battlefield. The Inverted Spear of Heaven slashed through the air like a predator's fang, its chain cracking through trees and boulders alike as it chased the lightning-clad clones with merciless precision.
But the clones were fast. Too fast. They flipped, twisted, and sidestepped, dodging the monstrous spears of metal by inches. One clone slid beneath a whiplash strike, his Chidori slicing clean through a beam as he darted closer. Another sprang upward, flipping over the spinning chain before driving down again with his lightning-charged hand.
Ali stood still at the centre of the storm, his eye locked forward, the battlefield bending and breaking around him. More spears of lightning screamed through the burning clouds above, breaking through the smokescreen, raining destruction straight at him.
The clones closed in.
The sky burned.
The ground split.
And Ali was at the centre of it all…
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