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Chapter 11 - Chapter 11: Flames, Claws, and Cutlasses

The skies above a shattered city burned red. The Gokai Galleon had crossed into another dimension—one ruled by the Zangyack's vanguard, but worse, now infested by Feraloid corruption.

The crew prepared for battle. Marvelous spun his Mobirates, calling the roll of heroes with his usual grin:

"Kaizoku Sentai… Gokaiger!"

Beside them, Ren—now armored as Kamen Rider Nyara—and Kamen Rider Eternal ignited their Drivers. Blue flames and silver light collided in the air.

"Time to hunt," Eternal growled.

"Let's show them what Riders can do!" Nyara shouted, claws flashing.

Together, Pirates and Riders launched into the battlefield.

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The Enemy Revealed

At the center of the ruined city stood a massive Feraloid general: Basilor the War Hound, a hulking beast wrapped in armor forged of broken chains. Around him swarmed lesser Feraloids and Zangyack foot soldiers.

"Two pests from another world," Basilor snarled, spotting the Riders. "And pirates too? This world will become my kennel!"

Nyara hissed through her mask. "Try it. I'll shred you into chew toys!"

The battlefield erupted.

Marvelous and Joe cut through soldiers with their swords blazing.

Luka and Doc worked in sync, Luka fighting brutally while Doc scrambled to cover her back.

Ahim—Gokai Pink—moved with elegance, her blade glowing as she guarded civilians still trapped in the city.

Eternal fought like a storm—cold, precise, and devastating. His twin blades cleaved through Feraloids, leaving only trails of blue fire. Nyara darted alongside him, claws raking steel hides, her agility overwhelming the enemy.

"Not bad, kitten," Eternal muttered.

"Stop calling me that!" she shot back, flipping over Basilor's swinging chain.

But the War Hound was no simple beast. His chains extended like living whips, smashing through walls and tearing up the ground. With a roar, he bound Nyara mid-leap, yanking her toward his jaws.

"Nyaaaagh!"

"Ren!"

Before she could be crushed, Ahim dashed in, slashing the chains with a precise strike. Nyara fell free, tumbling into Ahim's arms.

"You're safe," Ahim whispered with a smile.

Nyara's eyes widened. "Thanks, Pinky."

Eternal stepped forward, blue flames roaring. "Enough games. We finish this now."

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Clash with the War Hound

The three—Nyara, Eternal, and Gokai Pink—faced Basilor together.

Eternal struck first, slashing through the beast's armor with a brutal dual-blade cross.

Pink dashed in behind, stabbing her saber into the gap Eternal opened.

Nyara pounced, her claws glowing with Rider energy, slamming into Basilor's chest.

The War Hound howled, staggering back. His chains rattled wildly, unleashing shockwaves that shook the ruined city.

"Clever little strays," Basilor snarled. "But you can't leash the hound forever!"

He unleashed a final desperate strike—chains spiraling around like a storm.

"Everyone, down!" Marvelous shouted.

But Nyara refused. Planting her feet, she crossed her claws. "No more running!"

Her visor glowed bright silver, Rider energy bursting from her body. She shredded through the chain storm, ripping them apart one by one.

Eternal saw the opening. "Now!"

Together, Nyara and Eternal leapt. Their blades and claws struck as one, carving through Basilor's chest in a brilliant explosion. Gokai Pink's saber followed, piercing his core with a final thrust.

Basilor's roar turned to a scream as he erupted into sparks and fire, his ashes scattered across the battlefield.

The city fell silent. The Feraloids retreated. Victory was theirs.

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The Rift Opens

But just as the crew regrouped, the air above them cracked.

A dark rift tore across the sky, glowing with the same unnatural energy that had carried Nyara and Eternal from their world.

Doc panicked. "W-what now?! Please tell me that's not another giant monster!"

Eternal's eyes narrowed. "No… this isn't an enemy. It's a gateway."

The rift pulsed, pulling at the Riders with terrifying force. Nyara stumbled, trying to resist, but her claws dug uselessly into the deck.

"Ren!" Marvelous grabbed her arm, but the pull was too strong.

Ahim, standing closest, was caught in the same vortex. Nyara reached for her hand, clutching it tight.

"Ahim!"

"I won't let go!" Ahim shouted.

Eternal grabbed Nyara's shoulder, his coat whipping in the storm. All three were dragged into the void.

"Marvelous!" Ahim cried out.

Marvelous reached forward—but too late. The rift swallowed them whole.

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A New World

Darkness. Then—light.

The three landed hard, tumbling across cracked cobblestones. The air here was heavy, thick with strange energy.

Nyara groaned, pushing herself up. "Ow… where are we now?"

Eternal stood immediately, scanning the area. His blue flames flickered faintly in his hand.

The streets were empty, but ruins lined the horizon, glowing faintly with mystic symbols. The air thrummed with power, like bullets and magic fused together.

And then—

A voice rang out. Strong. Commanding.

"Who are you trespassers? This city is under the protection of Ryukendo!"

From the shadows emerged a warrior in gleaming blue armor, dragon motifs etched across his chest. A massive sword, glowing with arcane runes, rested on his shoulder. His eyes blazed with righteous fury.

Nyara's jaw dropped. "That's… not a Rider."

Eternal's lips tightened. "No. But he's a warrior all the same."

Ahim gasped softly, awe in her eyes. "Magic… and steel together."

The figure stepped closer, blade gleaming.

"I am Ryukendo. State your purpose… or prepare for battle."

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Nyara's claws flexed. Eternal's flames flickered brighter. Ahim raised her saber, calm but ready.

A new world. A new ally—or a new enemy.

And so began the Riders' next trial in the World of Magic Bullet Chronicles: Ryukendo.

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