Chapter 14 - Chapter Fourteen: The Pressure of the Deep and the Metal Fist

​Chyohana turned her face toward Yoriki and the rest, staring specifically at Yoriki. [ Chyohana ]: "Go quickly, Yoriki, before the Boss's son and those behind you are poisoned by this smoke that is currently poisoning the waters of this spot. Go, take them to the submarine." ​Yoriki nodded in agreement and looked behind him at the kidnapped group, pointing his finger forward. [ Yoriki ] (Screaming): "Let's go, otherwise it's certain death for everyone!" ​Yoriki looked at Enyojo, grabbed his hand, and they began running forward, and everyone started running following his command. It seemed as if everyone was like a fleeing herd, and they passed by the female gang members who were also near Chyohana. One of the gang members pointed her finger with contempt at the kidnapped group. [ Female Gang Member ]: "Aaaa, should we stop them? I believe they should die right here, not somewhere further... Aaaa, let's go after that little child, for he is the one leading them." ​Chyohana looked sharply at the female gang member, placed her hand on the gang member's head, then closed her eyes coldly. [ Chyohana ]: "You want to go after Yoriki and ignore that I am ready to play with you, as long as each of you has enough energy and strength to endure one round against me." ​The female gang member's eyes widened, and she looked at Chyohana behind her. [ Female Gang Member ]: "We don't prefer cutting frog meat... It's impossible that I let your rotten saliva stick to—" ​Before she could finish her speech, Chyohana lifted her hand from her head, turning the hand into a fist, and brought it back forcefully onto her head, causing the female gang member to bend to the ground. Then she raised her leg and launched it quickly to kick the female gang member on the backside, so the latter was thrown while frictioning with the ground, leaving flying sand with bubbles until she stopped moving away. The female gang member began trying to rise from the ground, with friction marks clear on her hands, clothes, and forehead. Whenever she could stand, she returned to fall to the ground under the watch of Chyohana and the other three female gang members. [ Chyohana ]: "My saliva itself doesn't want to come out after seeing you; it seems you are much filthier and lower than what shines on your bodies, so you haven't even earned the honor of it being spat upon you." ​The mouths and eyes of the female gang members widened as they stared at Chyohana sharply, until each one of them began heading toward her until the three of them gathered around her, their hands and bodies preparing to pounce on the prey with eyes shining with a sharp thirst to see blood. Chyohana turned her head to the right, left, and back, and her head finally stopped at the front. [ Chyohana ]: "What? I wasn't lying; my saliva wants neither to stand upon her skin surface nor any skin of any one of you; it refuses to be spat on anyone." ​Chyohana opened both of her arms with looks rising on her face in a majestic atmosphere. [ Chyohana ]: "Let these hands of mine instead desire to tear your entrails and turn every bone you have into new sand for this region." ​One of the female gang members pointed her finger toward her. [ Female Gang Member ]: "Arrogant frog... Listen, a promise from me that you will be buried and your arrogance will be buried here; you are even worse than being a gang member." ​The female gang member lowered her finger. [ Female Gang Member ] (Screaming): "Come on now, let's tear her apart and cut off her head and present it to our mistress as a gift for her presence." ​The female gang member dashed toward her, and the other two female gang members dashed with her. One of them jumped upward and gathered her strength in her foot to drop it on Chyohana, and the second gang member decided while moving forward to make her hands into fists and gathered both arms in front of her, forming something like a cannon, and the third gang member made herself dash like a human projectile. Each of them took an offensive shape, and in Chyohana's eyes, the matter seemed as if it were in slow-motion mode. Then she grabbed the foot of the gang member who was dashing toward her with the plan of dropping her foot, and after grabbing her, she spun her in a rapid rotation, then threw her at the gang member who had made herself a human projectile until she collided with her, so they both pushed backward until they stuck to the wall of the middle cave from which smoke was emerging, and it shook and dropped some rocks and small fragments from it. As for the last gang member who made her arms with their fists like a raging rocket until she reached her target—but seconds before reaching, Chyohana revealed her spiked umbrella and opened it in front of the gang member coming toward her. The latter opened her mouth and increased her eye opening in astonishment at the umbrella waiting for the moment to sink its sharp spikes into her. The gang member's feet tried to reduce the forward running speed, and from the intensity of the rocket speed, the feet failed to stop themselves until the gang member reached the umbrella and every sharp spike sank into various parts of her fists with the flying of a number of blood spheres, some moving with the water flow and some dissolving while falling to the ground, until the gang member fell with hands trembling from the effect of the injury with features of hatred on her face. Chyohana closed her umbrella while shaking off the blood stuck to its surface, leaned it with her right hand on her shoulder, jumped and dropped her feet onto the gang member's head, digging a hole with her head whose face was buried in its sand. Then Chyohana raised her umbrella from her shoulder and then pointed it toward the bottom with strength and speed that made the water around the umbrella itself take a white color and pierced through the gang member's back. Her feet rose and her face came out of the hole with eyes from which the pupils had disappeared, her whole body being affected with its trembling from the sharp metallic umbrella that had become stuck inside her entrails. Blood flowed and couldn't wait until some of it ran in several directions. Chyohana looked for a long time at the corpse that began drowning in the midst of its blood flow and pulled her umbrella out forcefully from the gang member's body, and a blood fountain came out with it that lasted for a few seconds until it stopped. ​Half of the umbrella was completely covered in blood; even the water couldn't remove it, and its owner returned it to lean on her shoulder. [ Chyohana ]: "The four insects are finished. Now, how is Oshni doing with their leader?" ​Chyohana turned herself to her right side until it was revealed that Oshnirai and Djintoyda were in a state of conflict, as each of them was punching the other and they were pushing against each other with the emergence of a green aura waving like a fire flame appearing from each of their bodies. While Chyohana watched them coldly, her face moved right and left following the movement of both Oshnirai and Djintoyda. [ Chyohana ]: "So, what I have to do currently is watch them until my turn comes." ​She lifted her umbrella from her shoulder, drove it into the ground, and leaned with both hands on the umbrella. Meanwhile, Oshnirai and Djintoyda were under the pressure of physical combat, where Djintoyda bit Oshnirai's left arm with her sharp beak, which led to the exit of blood in the bite area, and some of it ran on her beak while her hands pressed hard on Oshnirai's shoulders. The latter aimed a punch under Djintoyda's chin, distancing her beak from her, and then rotated her fist until she pointed it toward her stomach. The punch pressed on Djintoyda's stomach, so she was pushed backward with a speed that showed the movement of water and bubbles and collided with a rock mass of two and a half meters in length and one meter in width, so it was dug by Djintoyda's friction upon impact with it. Oshnirai was elevated above the ground by a distance of four meters and seemed as if she was floating in the water while she watched sharply the sinking of the turtle Djintoyda into the hole she had dug due to her impact with the rock and the falling of small rocks until she was covered by them. Oshnirai began descending from above as if she were a heavy stone falling into the depths until her feet touched the ground sand, and Chyohana's head decided to follow her with her eyes. [ Chyohana ] (Screaming): "Does this mean you are finished and that my turn has come? I only want to separate her circular shell from her body." ​Oshnirai extended her middle finger in the direction where Djintoyda had fallen. [ Oshnirai ] (Screaming): "Of course not. This turtle bit me in my arm, and it of course won't rest until it takes revenge by breaking the beak that caused my blood to flow from it." ​At the rock that was pierced, the rocks began to move, pushing out as if every rock was a stone projectile, so Djintoyda came out from it. In her hand was a large rock, and with the increasing intensity of the sharp look emanating from her eyes focusing on Oshnirai in front of her, she raised her hand that carried the rock and launched it, throwing the solid mass in her hand heading on the front path that leads to reaching Oshnirai. The approach of the solid mass toward her—which is the rock—appeared in her green eyes such that the rock looked like a rocket that had just launched and no more than a distance of three centimeters separated the rock and its target. Oshnirai's hand extended in front of the rock seconds before reaching it and stopped the rock's attack by striking it with her middle finger, so the rock shattered. The metal that was enveloping her hands had been removed, so the large solid mass was turned into powder like sand with her bare hand. The latter began lowering her hand with slow lightness while she was still looking forward, and at the same time with Djintoyda's look at her, her circular feet were moving, advancing forward with large steps, treading on every rock standing before her, and every stone she treads on she leaves behind her shattered into small shards, and Djintoyda's hand was extended forward as well. [ Djintoyda ]: "Playing time is over, and the time of bidding farewell to your life, old woman, has begun. So prepare for the end that will transport you to the other world, for it yearns to see you." ​The two Yoriki clones were watching Djintoyda's advance, so the clone on the right moved with advancing steps toward Chyohana while at speed. [ Yoriki ]: "You go to her this time, Chyohana, so I can treat Oshi's injured arm. Quickly, it seems that turtle will launch some technique at her." ​Chyohana looked at Yoriki while she was still leaning on her umbrella. [ Chyohana ]: "She will absolutely not allow me to take her place. In fact, she was waiting for her to come out of the rubble of rocks in which the turtle Djintoyda was stuck to take the right of her arm about which you are worried. So, it seems that she must get rid of her by herself and alone." ​Yoriki approached Chyohana more. [ Yoriki ]: "But..." [ Chyohana ]: "Your 'but' won't move me. And if you are insistent, go yourself and prevent her, and thus you will have to endure her anger, and upon making her angry, her Chigi will damage her organs and she will become in a worse state, and that because of you." ​Yoriki's face retracted slightly backward. [ Yoriki ]: "Aaaaaa..." [ Chyohana ]: "See? This is what will happen if I or you go to interfere in what she seeks... So, there is no other choice before us but to watch. Or go to Yonsharin or her brother Gwankai and watch them until they are injured." ​Both Chyohana and Yoriki returned their gazes to Oshnirai and Djintoyda. [ Yoriki ]: "My clone over there will go to Yonsharin, and I will stay here, and I, the real one, will come back from the submarine to watch Gwankai. And please hurry, for the end of this region is near; we of course don't want our efforts of this night to go to waste." ​Chyohana looked at him. [ Chyohana ]: "You have to wait, for time is not in our hands. Unfortunately... I cannot interfere to speed up the matter." ​She returned her head to where Djintoyda was advancing slowly toward Oshnirai, and at Oshnirai herself where she had extended her hand forward forming a fist, and the other, which is the left, she made a fist near the side part of her waist with extremely cold looks, while the blood of her arm was dripping and the water was taking it with it. [ Oshnirai ]: "Come forward... come forward more... like that... until you fall into the nets of my hands, for they are yearning to crush your beak and your circular shell." ​Djintoyda's feet stopped walking, stopping in her place. [ Djintoyda ]: "Deep Pressure." ​In Djintoyda's right hand, a dark blue substance began forming, building itself to the point of forming a large sphere. Her hand retracted backward as if it were a cannon that would launch a bomb, until she launched it from her hand as a spherical projectile attracting water bubbles to follow behind it. Djintoyda adjusted herself after she finished throwing the blue sphere. [ Djintoyda ] (To herself): "This deep pressure sphere will explode upon touching a surface, and most likely that old woman will stop it with her hand like she did with the rock. Contrary to her expectation, it will end upon touching it with a large explosion capable of returning her to the cave from which she emerged. So, I must move away before that happens, or else I also will return to that rock in which I was stuck previously." ​Her feet moved retreating backward. At the same time, as the pressure sphere approached, its reflection appeared on Oshnirai's eyes, and the eyes gleamed welcoming what was coming toward her. [ Oshnirai ]: "Iron Fist." ​Her hands were enveloped in iron metal. When the sphere approached by a distance of one centimeter, Oshnirai gathered her strength in her right hand, which had already advanced forward, until she pushed it to touch the surface of the pressure sphere. It moved away for distances from the region toward which it was going until it stopped in the middle between Oshnirai and Djintoyda. Seconds passed, and an explosion launched, putting out water waves; due to the speed of the surge, they were white in color and were like a bomb launched from the bottom to the top and from the front toward the side where Oshnirai stood. The same wave launched heading toward the side where Djintoyda stood and behind Oshnirai for several meters. But the latter stood like a rock that is being pushed, as she did not fall; rather her feet were frictioning with the ground and she had folded her arms in front of her face as protection from the surging waves. At Chyohana and Yoriki, the waves pushed Chyohana for a distance of one meter; her hat flew away with the water moving it, and her Victorian dress was lifted by the same water with fast movements from her legs to the top of her head, revealing her large leg muscles with her curly black hair scattered across parts of her body. As for Yoriki, the white waves pushed him to a rocky hill that was behind him, smashing half of that hill with him, so piles of rocks fell on him and another hill of rocks was formed, so he was buried inside it. In Djintoyda's corner, she was pushed to the rock in which she was stuck previously, but with the total destruction of the rock due to the intensity of the impact. The waves, after destroying the rock, also pushed the small rocks and the fragments resulting from it further back and they scattered in several directions, revealing Djintoyda who was inside it.