Seinna stormed down the stairs, her boots slamming against the wooden steps.
She didn't care who saw her.
She didn't care what they thought.
She wanted to destroy everything.
Her chest heaved, her fists trembled, and for the first time in her entire life—
She felt true, burning hatred.
The moment she reached the hotel room, she threw the door open, making it crash against the wall with such force that the hinges nearly snapped.
Serena and Ghesso jumped at the sudden impact.
"The hell?" Serena blinked, watching as Seinna stomped inside.
Without a word, Seinna grabbed a mattress, threw herself down, and covered her entire face.
She didn't speak.
She didn't move.
She just lay there—completely silent.
Serena and Ghesso exchanged glances.
Something happened.
Something big.
"Did Jasper do something?" Serena whispered.
No response.
"Seinna?"
Still nothing.
Ghesso narrowed his eyes. He was always a flirt, always joking, but he could tell.
This wasn't embarrassment.
This wasn't flustered emotions.
This was rage.
Pure, unfiltered rage.
Whatever happened up there—it changed something permanently.
Across the room, Kenshiro sighed, rubbing his temples.
"I don't even want to know," he muttered, too tired to deal with another mess.
But that's when—
***
Jasper shakily pushed himself up, his entire body screaming in pain.
His vision blurred.
His breath was uneven.
And when he reached up, his fingers touched something missing.
His teeth.
At least two were gone.
His jaw throbbed, every nerve in his face burning with a deep, pulsing agony.
Blood dripped from his split lips. His nose was probably fractured. His ribs ached.
She beat him within an inch of his life.
And yet—
None of that mattered.
Because right now, as Jasper sat there on the cold rooftop, his entire soul was drowning in rage.
His fingernails dug into his palms, his entire body shaking violently.
"That… fucking… bitch—"
Suddenly—
A burst of smoke.
A figure appeared in front of him.
Ghesso Enrai.
The Trickster Sage.
The Goddamn Perverted Phantom.
Ghesso tilted his head, his violet eyes twinkling with amusement.
"Oh my, oh my…" he drawled. "What the actual fuck did she do to you?"
Jasper's breathing was erratic, his chest rising and falling like an untamed beast.
Ghesso continued, grinning. "You do realize she told me that you were her 'boyfriend,' right? But from the looks of it, she nearly—oh, I don't know—fucking killed you? Dude, you're literally at 10 percent HP."
Jasper didn't respond.
Because something snapped inside him.
His hand gripped Dragonis.
A pulse of energy erupted from his body.
Ghesso's grin immediately vanished.
Cracks formed beneath Jasper's feet.
The entire rooftop trembled.
And then—BOOM.
A massive shockwave burst out as Jasper unsheathed his sword, his entire body glowing with pure blue energy.
Ghesso barely had time to react before the entire hotel began shaking violently.
The Earthquake of Rage
Down below, the entire building quaked.
Dishes rattled.
Wooden beams creaked.
The walls shuddered, sending dust cascading from the ceiling.
"THE FUCK?!" Serena bolted upright as the entire room trembled around them.
Ryu, Kai, and Ai were jerked awake.
"EARTHQUAKE!" Ryu screamed, diving under the nearest table.
Kenshiro's eyes snapped open in alarm.
"No… that's not an earthquake."
Because he knew.
He could feel it.
This was chakra.
This was Jasper's chakra.
And it was unstable.
***
Ghesso remained completely still, watching as blue lightning crackled across Jasper's entire body.
His wounds vanished.
Every single bruise.
Every drop of blood.
Even his fractured bones repaired themselves instantly.
Jasper's blue eyes glowed like flames, his pupils narrowed into razor-sharp slits.
His grip on Dragonis tightened as he stepped forward.
The entire hotel groaned in response.
The ground shook beneath his feet.
"I'm going to kill her," Jasper said, his voice low, dripping with pure, unfiltered venom.
He took another step.
The tremors grew worse.
Ghesso grimaced, feeling the overwhelming energy radiating from him.
"Oh, shit."
Jasper kept walking.
And with each step, the hotel shuddered more violently.
Ghesso's eyes flickered with something rarely seen on his face.
Genuine concern.
"Tch—he's about to wipe out the entire fucking clan."
Ghesso moved.
In an instant—he grabbed Jasper by the collar.
Jasper growled in fury, swinging Dragonis at him—
But Ghesso was already gone.
The entire world around them twisted and distorted.
And in the blink of an eye—
They vanished.
Everything Goes Silent
The moment Jasper disappeared—
The earthquake stopped.
The hotel stilled.
The wooden beams stopped creaking.
The floor stopped shaking.
Everything went back to normal.
Down below, Kenshiro exhaled heavily.
"It's over."
Serena, still catching her breath, muttered, "What the actual fuck just happened?"
Ryu peeked out from under the table. "So… we're not dead?"
Kai just sat there, staring at the ceiling. "Tch. That dumbass lost his mind."
Aiko's hands trembled slightly. "That… that wasn't normal."
Kenshiro's fingers twitched as he rubbed his temples, his mind racing.
No.
That wasn't normal at all.
***
Jasper hit the ground hard, landing in an unfamiliar clearing far away from Kasai Clan.
He immediately sprang to his feet, Dragonis glowing with raw, destructive energy.
"WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU TAKE ME?!" Jasper roared.
Ghesso stood calmly, arms crossed, staring at him with an unreadable expression.
And then—he sighed.
"Damn it," Ghesso muttered. "Kenshiro was right."
Jasper snarled, ready to attack.
But Ghesso simply smirked.
"You're not just some swordsman, Jasper Tyros."
His violet eyes gleamed.
"You're something else entirely."
***
The cold wind howled across the barren wasteland.
Ghesso stood there, his violet eyes widened slightly in disbelief.
Just moments ago, Jasper had swung his sword in pure rage—
And in a single instant, an explosion of raw, destructive energy had erased an entire stretch of mountains.
The impact was cataclysmic.
The very earth had split apart.
The rivers evaporated into nothing.
The land itself had been flattened, reduced to a wasteland of ash and dust.
What was once a rugged, mountainous region… now lay empty, lifeless.
Even for Ghesso—one of the Four Legendary Sages—this level of destruction was shocking.
"…That was one hell of a swing." He muttered, lowering the arm he had raised to shield himself from the blast.
When the dust finally settled, Jasper was kneeling on the ground.
His fingers dug into the dirt, his breath ragged.
His shoulders trembled.
And then—
A single tear dropped onto the ground beneath him.
Followed by another.
And another.
Jasper punched the ground with his fist, his knuckles turning white.
"Damn it…!"
His voice was hoarse, filled with something Ghesso didn't expect—raw pain.
Not anger.
Not hatred.
Just pain.
A silence stretched between them.
Ghesso studied him for a moment, then sighed.
"Alright, time to go."
And with a snap of his fingers—
The world around them twisted and bent—
And in the blink of an eye—
They were gone.