Chapter: The last flame (part15)

Preface:
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So. So that we understand each other correctly: This is one of the last parts! * shock * But it's not over yet! According to initial estimates, "The Last Flame" will have perhaps 17 parts. But then the banana doesn't end there! I'm sorry to have to tell you that, but you will have to endure my FFs a little longer! * double shock * * g *> The last flame <goes to the end of Garlion. (Although I will be careful not to reveal what this looks like! You have to read it yourself!) Then it goes logically with the DarkWorriors! And I have way too many ideas for new stories!
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So you still have to endure me!
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Before we go any further: One more little arithmetic announcement.
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@Fast_Furious: The numbers really blew me away! * sweat * Thanks, I wouldn't have thought of it. I spun the thread further and made a statistic out of it! I've been writing my FFs since May 5th, 2002. That is now about 92 days. If you take the given values ​​now, then I have PER DAY<br />
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Uh ... yes ... mighty huge for me. There's a huge bunch of people here who have written ten times more, but that sounds good to me. But our geo-teacher always says: "Statistics always only tell half the truth." Yes, yes. I was four weeks away from the compi (two weeks vacation and two weeks ban) and I don't write like that every day, but only when I feel like it!
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Long story short! Somebody has to teach me the fine art of being short.
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And now it goes on. The last flame! Part15!
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They were enveloped in the black light and entered. In this darkness one could no longer see anything. They only heard the door creak behind them and close with a loud bang. "There you are," came a voice that made your blood run cold on the spot, "I've been waiting for you ... I wouldn't have thought it possible that you would defeat Diablo.The union of Ari and Kulun had meanwhile been perfected. "" It was obviously not that perfect after all, "said Pan dryly, trying to keep his composure. Garlion's voice embodied such a tremendous coldness and such a supernatural hatred that one would like to shout out loud and turn on his heel The room was filled with cold. A darkness that was only sparsely illuminated by two thin rays of light, which were sent from the ceiling and crossed on the floor. Trunks and Co. had also recognized the circumstances. Son-Goten breathed briefly and imperceptibly. Then he said: "I'll turn on some light for us. "He turned into a simple SSJ." But, but, "called the voice again," what's this going to be? Just a normal SSJ? A little bit little, don't you think, dear? "" It's enough to turn on the light, "said Son-Goten. It was still not particularly recognizable, but at least you could see your hand in front of your eyes again.They stepped further into the room. Now a kind of mountain slowly appeared in front of them, rising backwards. On its tip at the end of the room stood a hooded figure. Trunks and Co. held their breath. The person now flew down and touched down again at the foot of the elevation. He had a white face and cold, black eyes looked out at the world full of hatred. The violet hair stood out in all directions. He threw away his black coat and a muscular body emerged, which was also wrapped in a pitch-black combat suit. A dark cloak hung around his shoulders and chest. "Well. If I could then introduce myself. You heard about me. I'm Garlion!"
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Everyone concentrated. Nobody knew what to expect. Aminia thought, 'Let's see what's in store for us. Garlion is powerful. I don't think he'll attack us as normal. He doesn't need that. But I never heard from him.We really have to expect everything. <A black flame formed in Garlion's left palm. With a slight snap, he tossed it at Bra. She dodged the flame, startled. Aminia just said: "Tz." "What does tz mean here ?! That thing was fast after all," complained Bra. "You have no idea," was the only answer. Garlion threw such a flame at Aminia as well. But she made no move to evade, just stopped. The fire came towards them, but when it hit them, it flew through them like a ghost! "What was that just now?" Pan wondered. Aminia replied dryly: "Well. A delusion. Illusion. Illusion. Imagination. Fantasy. Imagination. Unreality. False truth. Pretense. Bluff. Chimera. Fata Morgana. False image. Deception. Anyway, at least it was not real." {Help . Now I've written down all the synonyms for mirage that are available in the computer .... Quite a lot, eh? } "Not really?It's a great party hit ... "said Trunks," and what's next? "Galion said," Just a little joke as a set-up. But I would be interested to know how you knew it wasn't real, Aminia. "" Well. "" I would like to know that too, "Bra announced." Well, if you think so. Garlion has always been the highest member of the DarkWorriors to face. He was the strongest. Sometimes he gave some kind of conference. Actually bullshit. Whoever disagreed was pulverized anyway. No matter. And whenever it came to heading for a new planet, he also gathered us all around him. Us, these are always the ones who are considered for the strength of the planet. One would never have appointed a great devil for the earth, for example. And at such events this madman always made himself happy and made fools of devils and other servants. Okay, some of them were really cold, but mostly it was that shotgun."It's nice ..." remarked Goten. "But now," certain Garlion grinning dangerously, "is being taken seriously. I'm actually delighted to be able to crush you guys. This will be faster than we all would like." "Oh what a shame," Trunks muttered ironically. They took up a defensive position. Garlion paused: "But first I want to explain something to you. I'll do that with all my opponents. I want to say that no one has yet had the opportunity to bring this matter to the people. Whatever." He took now also take off his cloak. A chain hung around his neck. Five stones were attached to it. They were all as dark purple as his hair. "And what is that supposed to be?" Asked Aminia. “That,” replied the enemy, “is my life.” Indecisive looks. "Well, yes. I was created from these five stones. And you can tell my condition from them. The weaker I get, the more porous the stones become. It's a simple math problem.If one of the stones breaks, a fifth of my strength is lost. So you can weaken me physically and so the stones automatically become more fragile. However, you could just destroy the stones. But they are cursed stones. They are almost indestructible. That's because of my strength. If you wanted to crush one of them with a steel hand, it would be impossible. They also have magical powers. So you see more and more, with me you bite on granite. "" I feel sick, "Pan muttered," instead of chatting goodnight stories to us here, we could get started. "Slight nod. Garlion said," I just wanted to mention it in fairness. Because otherwise you would have an informative disadvantage compared to my other victims. "" Oh dear! ", Aminia groaned.
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Garlion disappeared before the eyes of the five and immediately reappeared behind them! With a blow with the elbow he knocked Goten to the ground.The others turned around, completely perplexed. Garlion grinned: "Was I too fast for your eyes? I'm sorry. But if I slow down, it goes backwards. So please excuse me." Trunks growled: "Oh, snout." He attacked Garlion head-on, which ended about as successful as it sounds. Given the obvious facts, everyone turned into an SSJ, that is, Aminia into a simple SSJ. There is not much to say about the further struggle. {Either that or I'm just too untalented to come up with new fight scenes. The fight between Trunks and Co. and Diablo alias Ari and Kulun first covered my need for it. You can imagine what it looks like now. Can you forgive me } They attacked him with all means at their disposal. But he skilfully fended off all of them. They put him under pressure and he also had to concentrate, because the kicks and blows were not without. And yet he was stronger.They took some distance. All five were clearly out of breath. Nobody had serious injuries. It seemed like Garlion was just playing with them. They slowly but surely increased their aura to their maximum. Suddenly it disappeared again and reappeared right in front of them. Nobody expected this speed! In a flash he hit each of them precisely with his hard fist in the face! They jumped up as fast as they could and only barely escaped the next blow from above! The force with which they struck back was enormous! They kept launching new attacks. But her opponent stopped. Another time they stopped three feet away and took a breath. Though it was the same at Garlion's speed anyway. Pan thought, 'We've been fighting for over an hour now. {How I can summarize so much time in so few words .... I know, it could have been expanded, but I usually never come up with anything in this regard.} And we're just as far along as we were at the beginning! Only that we have reached the end of our tether. At least that's true for me! And it doesn't seem to be any different for them ... <She had been expecting another painful lightning attack from Garlion the whole time. But this time nothing happened. He stood some distance away and looked at his opponents with a grin: "You are really pathetic. Come on, give up! You can hardly stand on your feet!" "Never ..." growled the five. "That's crazy! I'm much too strong for you! It's pointless! Pointless! You have no chance, don't you see that ?! And if you don't believe me, look here!" He pointed to the stones on his chain. "You see? All five still there! Only one broke. Is that proof enough?" "No!", Bra shouted and they attacked him again. Her aura increased more and more. Despair was