The last song of the ancestors

"Popo, kill the 'Rear Lord', Kanjuchi, get the albino".

"Leave it to me!"

The Phalangeta went on the attack. Two purple bat wings emerged from Popo's back. His face took on a pointed snout. It flew over everyone and attacked Mashal, who was behind the dome. Kanjuchi took advantage of the general distraction and went after Feruzi. The two exchanged blows.

Ngare went towards Nyatui. The colonel realized that he was the most combative of his opponents. With the two gauntlets he was carrying, he activated his electrified claws in mid-run. In one leap, he fell on his opponent, digging his claws into his former opponent.

In a swift counter-attack, Nyatui shaped his Axé into a spear. He placed it horizontally to defend himself against his opponent. The soldier increased the pressure on his claws to break through his opponent's defense. Nyatui placed one knee on the ground. The rays emitted by the sharp claws were already coming close to his face. He growled, furious.

"That's it?"

"You can't even stand, Grandpa. If you don't resist, I promise to finish this quickly."

The provocation infuriated Nyatui even more. Pushing forward, he made Ngare step back. The colonel slid backwards. In that short space of time, the soldier had undergone a subtle metamorphosis. His body had taken on feline features, especially his face. His eyes had cheetah irises. His upper canines became apparent.

"What kind of freaks are you?"

"We're the Savage Unit, General Gahiji's Phalangeta. Our DNA has been edited with genomes from animal species to improve our combat abilities."

Nyatui made a disgusted face. His Guardian Ori came floating up behind him with a spear in hand.

"People like you shouldn't exist…"

"Why not? Human beings have always invested in biohacking devices and techniques, DNA editing is just another one. When someone loses a leg, they use a prosthesis. When you go blind, you wear glasses."

Ngare pointed his index finger in Nyatui's direction, and with his eyes bulging, snarled at his opponent:

"It's people like you who shouldn't exist, you damned medium. You hold back the development of science with your limiting beliefs."

"I'm not against science, my boy. I'm against the loss of humanity that these times bring. It's this vanity of playing God that creates misfortune in the world."

"No matter what you think, one day we'll all be transhuman."

The Ori Guardian waved her spear above her head like a propeller and pointed it in the direction of her opponent.

"Enough philosophy, Nyatui. Kill that bastard!"

"I hope this idiot is worth the effort… Queen Dalji who wields the army-destroying spear. Lady of war who has extended her dominion over the four cardinal points. Show your mastery to those who have not witnessed your greatness! Firm your spirit."

"Tsk… you could incorporate a legion of spirits, and it wouldn't do any good…"

Before Ngare could finish his sentence, Nyatui appeared behind him, about to deliver a horizontal blow that would sever his head.

"Do you want to pay to see?"

The spear tore through the air, but didn't hit the soldier, who ducked just in time. The movement made the former savior's back vulnerable for a few seconds. Ngare drove his claws into his opponent's ribs, and with the electrocution of the blades, he increased the damage. Nyatui spat blood.

You stupid medium, stop playing with your opponent.

Mrs. Dalji, please don't pry. I haven't had this much fun in a long time.

If your fun is defeat, get me out of your loser's body.

I just wanted to test my enemy's power. His will is very weak. He could wipe me out in a single blow, I even made it easy for him.

"I don't know what goes on in you mediums' heads. You embody some bitch and you go around thinking you're the best."

"What did you say? Measuring Value: Evaluation… Negation of Value!"

Nyatui dropped his right hand from his spear and grabbed his opponent's forearm. The force was such that he managed to remove the claws from his ribs. The wound caused by Ngare began to regenerate. Quickly, the former savior's ribs didn't have a single mark on them.

"How did you manage to regenerate so quickly? You don't seem to be the kind of warrior who has regeneration techniques."

"I can deny any injury you've done to me. I was once a sage, you idiot colonel. Don't underestimate me."

"NO!"

Nyatui kept Ngare's forearm trapped in his bare hand. With the other, he prepared a stock. He aimed the blow at the middle of the colonel's face. The spear pierced the air like lightning, but missed its target. The soldier contorted his body in a supernatural way and managed to escape the fatal blow.

The medium started spinning at high speed and threw his opponent into a rock wall. Before colliding, Ngare reversed his position and fell with his claws embedded in the rock. He watched Nyatui as he made movements with the spear. He invited him to make the next move.

Does he have accelerated regeneration like us phalangites? No, wait. He didn't just touch me to ward off my claws, he needed physical contact for Ofó to work. So if I gave him a critical hit…

"Kitty, kitty, pspsps… are you coming, or am I going?"

At high speed, Nyatui set off towards his enemy. Ngare came down from the rock, even faster than the medium. He tried to drive one of his claws into the ex-sage's neck. His skill with the spear was the greatest in his clan. He didn't make much of an effort to strike back using the handle.

Ngare dodged. He leapt into the air and spun around with his arms open. With consecutive stock blows, Nyatui countered all the attacks. Using his speed, the colonel appeared behind his opponent. He leapt with a pair of claws at the old medium's back.