The Legendary Saiyan in a Fairy's World Chapter 41 (Patreon)

Beta read by Darklord331 and Shigiya

So, did some minor reworking in chapter 40 to make some scenes mix better with dbs Broly. Nothing major, just using better wording and rephrasing paragraphs as to not cause confusion.

Next update is Steel Eyed Faker.

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-Oracion Seis Base-


The moment his Ki sphere impacted the snake, a powerful shockwave spread across the field. Pushing away a wave of dust and debris with the distance howls of the beast in the center followed by a loud crash. 


“Cubelius!” Cobra’s worried voice pierced through the atmosphere, making Broly flinch. Even though the attack was meant to be just enough to render the intended target unconscious, it still felt wrong given who he was facing. A random mage would have been easier to face, perhaps even kill if he had to go that far… but this man seemed to be familiar with him. 


A survivor of the Tower?


He hoped he held back just enough, his gaze focused on the cloud in the distance as two different bodies fell down and crashed onto the ground. The large snake, now covered in bruises along with its rider, glaring back at him as he tried to get back up but fell down once again.


"You damn bastard! You'll pay for what you did to Cubelius!" shouted Cobra, struggling to get up from the ground. Yet even when the snake took the brunt of the attack, he still managed to get bruised and hurt by some of the remnants. His ears rang and nearly deafened by the high-pitched noise attack made before hitting them.

“Don't get back up, I'll take you and your pet to get healed. Just leave this place and don't come back, please.” 


There were healers in the group that came for the alliance; if not, Lucy and Erza alone knew how to treat wounds and injuries, so he trusted them to patch them up. 


“Shut up!” Shouted the young man, surrounded by a crimson wave of poison, decaying the ground around him and standing protectively in between Cubelius and Broly. “Don't… don't look down on me! I grew stronger with the ability to slay dragons! I won't let someone like you beat me so easily.” 


There was no intent to back down, noting how the anger sounding from the Dragon Slayer was more concentrated than even Racer. He had no confidence to solve this situation with just words, to refrain from using strength and have these people stand down — that just wasn't what he was good at, unlike the others. 


Taking a deep breath, he strengthened his resolve once more. “Fine, you can come after me later, I'll accept whatever anger you have against me without resistance.” The sound of the Saiyan's boots echoing across the region reached his ears. He approached Cobra with an expressionless face before stopping a few meters away from him.


"Don't worry, the snake is still alive," he said, looking at the blue reptile lying on the ground with severe burns and missing scales. It wasn't as strong as he'd expected it to be, an attack like that wouldn't have been enough to render Erza unconscious… even Natsu for that long.


Gathered every last bit of energy around his battered till it concentrated around his mouth, waiting until his opponent was close enough, “POISON DRAGON'S ROAR!” Before unleashing all of it in point blank, pouring every bit of his magic. 


A torrent of highly condensed crimson poison crashed onto Broly, enveloping his body. The poison beam continued its path, causing anything it touched to decay, the beam reaching halfway across the ruined city and reaching its peak. 


The poison dragon slayer wanted to smirk, his attack injected a lethal virus into the body of his target that slowly weakened them and restricted their movement before ultimately killing them. The same fate he foresaw Broly following a similar end, regardless of how physically strong that man was, there was only so much one could endur— "mmph!?” 


A hand emerged from the poisonous torrent, grabbing his mouth and forcefully closing it, and ending the roar, leaving Cobra in disbelief when he found out the man had not received any damage. ‘A defensive spell? He must be wearing some kind of artifact protecting him!’


He had no strength left to pry off the latter's hold on him and could only glare back at him with more fury. “That won't work on me… sorry. Why did you become part of a dark guild out to cause so much chaos? Your hatred is against me, not others.” he whispered, trying his best to recall if he had ever seen anyone matching his face from his memories. 


But there were just so many faces during that period of time that he wasn't sure if he had even spoken to the young boy before. But in the end, that did not matter. Clearly, the latter came with the intention to battle, just like everyone else around here. They were all members of the guild out to start a war with Fairy Tail and the others.


"You have the nerve to ask me such a question after what you did. You betrayed us all and now you've come back to finish the job. Too bad for you, we won't go down without a fight!" Cobra exclaimed, even as his body ached. 


"..." 


Thousands of thoughts rumbled within Broly's mind, trying to figure out how to handle this situation without needing to hurt anyone else more than he did. But once again he was faced with a difficult choice, one he had to prioritize one group in the end.


"I am sorry. Back then, I wanted to help all of you… I really did. I never wanted it to end like that, but I was too weak to control myself and my power," he said, reminiscing about the last moments he could recall, trying to fight off whatever was going on in his head back then. 


It was as if he could hear a voice trying to tell him something, going deeper and deeper within his psyche even though he begged for it to stop. 


Till this day, he had no idea what exactly happened or if it was because of that mage who created the barrier, but that action alone opened the doors to a part of him he could hardly control.


However, in the end, he did not blame whoever or whatever was behind that for what happened in the Tower of Heaven. He was the one who destroyed it, he was the one who put everyone's lives in danger, and it was because of him that many suffered even after they were technically freed.


"W-what's the point of apologizing… You're just trying to gain sympathy when you don't deserve it," said Cobra without hesitation, a weird expression crossing his face as his sound magic came into play—hearing every muscle twitch, rustle, and heartbeat — able to listen to the very soul as he'd like to describe. He could barely make any sense of the lack of any kind of intent, unable to even hear the muscle fibers nor understand why the heartbeat drummed with worry and fear.


Broly closed his eyes, not planning to deny anything the other side said, and simply pushed his palm against the man's forehead. The dragon slayer panicked and tried to move away but could not break free from his grasp. His frantic movements slowly lost momentum until his hands fell limp onto the ground, his breathing calming as he entered a state of deep sleep.


"I can't change what I did before. But I have a goal now, I have a family I want to protect, and I won't stop until the entirety of this dark guild is taken down," he explained, before gently picking up both the downed opponents and about to fly over. “Hm?” 


He halted, his senses picking up a strange influx of energy around him, all gathering at the center of the city… no, multiple other flows of energy concentrated at six different points around the entire city. Whatever was happening, Broly had a bad feeling about it and clenched his teeth when looking at the snake and Dragon Slayer duo. 


Initially wanted to bring them and Racer back to the alliance building and have them get taken care of — he had to put that plan to the side for now. So, ensuring they were far away from the epicenter of any upcoming battle, he flew and reached the area where Racer’s body still lay limp. 


Placing all three next to the mountainside, ‘It’s growing stronger…’ he noted that magic was being absorbed at the rate, having grown nearly twice in such a short amount of time. 


"You can stop hiding now. I can sense your energy signature," he said, looking towards the darkness. The foliage rustled before a shy, deep blue-haired girl emerged followed by her white cat.


"A-Ah, I was just… j-just here to see if you needed any help! I can heal and boost your strength and speed!” Wendy spoke rapidly whilst shying away from his stare. Then, seeing the unconscious members of the dark guild who others mentioned could even pose a threat to Wizard Saints now in such a state made her further nervous. “W-Well… you probably don't need my help…”


She was ready to prove herself to be worth something, a capable mage sent by her guild to protect this land from these people. Now all she could do was become red-faced from embarrassment.


“I did say you'd made a fool of yourself, young lady.” 


“You don't have to say it out loud, Carla!” The girl exclaimed, waving her hands around while Carla just rolled her eyes. The latter then looked back at the Saiyan with a heavy frown.


“How did this brute even sense us in the first place?”


Broly looked at her and hummed, then pointed at his chest. "I sensed your Ki.”


“Ki?”


“Ki,” he nodded. “And you're not exactly that quiet when moving around, cat.”


"Excuse me!?" Carla shouted angrily at those words, but Wendy quickly intervened, blocking her from speaking any further. “Are you insulting me or something!? Don't underestimate me just because of my size! I can claw your face but won't because I actually have manners!”


He doubted they'd hurt him much but given how Natsu got hurt that one time because he stole Happy's fish… best to not test that theory.


“Maybe we should go back, after all, Carla.” Wendy grabbed the edge of her partner's clothes and gently pulled away. Seeing that she truly was wasting her time, with a dejected face she started to walk away until she heard a faint “Wait.” from Broly. 


“Y-Yes?” 


“Can you… bring them back with you?” He pointed at the trio, gaining a quick head shake from both Wendy and Carla. 


“Neither I nor Wendy are some sort of transportation vehicle, I doubt I can even pick up that snake alone!” 


“I… can heal them?” Wendy added, unsure whether that was what he wanted to hear or not. 


“Can you?” 


“Yes… yes!” she quickly nodded her head, unable to hide her unease while doing her best to appear as confident as possible. “I can heal all three of them in an hour or two!”


“An hour?” He was impressed, in awe, at how little time the girl mentioned it took to heal such burns and broken bones in just an hour. 


On the other hand, Wendy started to panic when seeing his reaction. “I can speed it up! F-fifty minutes! In under an hour, I can do it!” 


“Maintain some decorum of elegance, Wendy! Don't crumble so easily when he hasn't even mentioned a thing!” 


“I-I-I’m tryin—kya!” Her body went still as two giant hands came to rest on her shoulders. Broly had walked closer without her even realizing and bent to his knees to reach her eyesight level. 


He showed a small smile, “Thank you, I'll count on you then.” 


“...”


"Are they even alive?" Carla asked, looking at Cobra and the others unconscious on the floor, covered in many bruises. She winced at how horrible they looked but noted that nothing seemed too serious. “You are giving Wendy a tall task for someone who caused this in the first place. And why should she even heal them? They are enemies, they might attack her as soon as she's done.” 


“I'll be back in an hour," Broly reassured her. “If they try to attack then I'll make sure she doesn't get hurt.” 


“Humph, baseless words.” That was all she had to say before going back to float next to the Dragon Slayer. As for the Saiyan, he turned his attention back to the little girl. 


"You shouldn't have been wandering this place in the first place, but I am still thankful for your help. If something happens or there are more enemies around then leave, don't put your life in danger." He advised before flying away, heading back to the main base. Wendy had a difficult expression on her face, while Carla huffed and crossed her arms in frustration.


"What an insufferable person he is. I told you from the beginning that you were wasting your time trying to reason with him. You should have just listened to me and stayed with the main group. Look at the state these people are in. That brute nearly killed them. Wait, don't go near the snake, Wendy!" Carla exclaimed, her frustration evident in her voice as she cautioned her companion. 


The young girl shook a bit at the sight of the snake but slapped her face. “It's not scary! Grandeen was big and beautiful!” 


Hesitatingly, she approached the members of the dark guild and looked closely at their faces. 


These were the individuals who were putting her own guild in danger, planning who knows what with her family living in the same region. She had promised the chief before leaving that she would do her best to save everyone, but now it seemed that someone else had already done most of the work all by himself. She didn't know how to feel about that—using a method that made his friends angry and her feel useless.


She never even got an opportunity to use her Dragon Slayer magic and even feared that she was a waste of space. Though his words echoed in her mind, “He's counting on me, I can't fail!” 


"Hm..." a groan came from nearby, pulling her out of her thoughts. Wendy was surprised to find that one of the guild members had managed to wake up, and it was the one with the scar over his eye.


"Careful, Wendy!" Carla shouted, flying to stand right between the girl and the man. "Not only is that brute a savage, but he doesn't even know how to make sure people stay unconscious. He's put your life in danger. We should leave as soon as possible before he regains more mobility!" she urged, trying to push Wendy away, but the latter resisted.


"Wait! I think he's trying to tell me something," said the Dragon Slayer, looking at the man with an intrigued expression as he opened his eyes. 


Similarly to Natsu and Gajeel, she felt strange inside, as if she'd already met this person. Her senses told her that there was something similar about this person yet different at the same time. Even though his magic was not active, it made her slowly realize who he might be.


"Another Dragon Slayer?" she whispered quietly, looking at Cobra, who managed to open his eyes and start to move his hands. They were shaky and lacked any energy, but the man tried with great difficulty to point at his snake.


"Cu... Cubelius... Heal… Cubelius… I beg of you," he managed to say before his arms fell limp, and he once again fell unconscious.


Carla huffed, “What an idiot to ask his enemy to heal such a dangerous creature. Surely he doesn't take us for a bunch of idio—what are you doing Wendy!?” Carla’s soul nearly left her body when she noticed the young girl envelop the dangerous creature in a gentle green you, her magic working it's a fact and slowly but surely healing the cuts and bruises on the Screecher's body. “I told you to not approach that beast! Stop doing it before heals and gobble us up!”


“I can't do that, Carla! He asked for help and Mister Broly is trusting us to help them!” 


"So what if he asks? We're not obligated to help him or provide any of that sort. He's the one who went rogue against his comrades in the first place!" 


"I still think we should help them. It's not good to ignore people when they're in such a state.” 


"Why are you suddenly being so rebellious? You certainly aren't at that age yet!" 


Exasperated, the white cat knew she could do nothing to deter the young girl from her actions. So she placed herself right behind Wendy's back, ready to pull her away and fly back at any moment. If the snake and the mages showed even the slightest bit of hostile intent upon waking up or had any funny ideas, she would take Wendy away, whether she was kicking or shouting without listening to her. 'It's all that man's fault. He's a bad influence!’


{Break}


Hastily, he flew back and landed at the same spot. Though before even taking a single step, his feet started to sink. 


“Not so fast, dear guest. You have done quite a lot of damage to our precious Nirvana, monetary compensation is in order.” An individual stood in the middle of the street, his size equaling his, vested in a dark robe and holding onto a book. The strangest feature is the man's face which resembles carved wood. 


"I don't recognize you. Are you also from the Tower?"


The individual chuckled before clapping his hands. "I have heard of you from Cobra and Angel… though Racer doesn't talk much about his past. You certainly are more of a threat than I initially believed. But don't think just because you've beaten these three that you'll be able to take down the rest of us so easily. You alone are not enough."


“Three?” Angel, another name he didn't recognize. And he certainly didn't meet her on his way here, so it was impossible for him to have beaten her. “Doesn't matter, I've beaten them and if you don't move away or give up, then I'll be forced to defeat you as well.” 


The man's face reminded him of someone else, a boy who was present with Jellal’s group and constantly played with Erza in the past. But he was certain this wasn't him, they met recently and he was living a happy life. 


Instead of pondering upon Broly's words, the man just chuckled once more. “My name is Hoteye, also a member of Oracion Seis.”


Hoteye? Another unfamiliar name. 


“Move.” He gave him one last warning, not willing to delay getting to the bottom of what was going on around her. “I don't want to hurt more of you.” 


“Heh!” His words only made Hoteye chuckle again which soon turned into a full-blown laugh that sounded of mockery. "This is certainly a first, to have someone pity me and say such words before the fight has even begun is a new feeling, I must say. But before that, let me ask you a question..."


Broly did not stop his stride, able to easily pull his foot off the sunken ground, getting closer and closer to the unafraid mage.


"What do you think about money? Not just a small sum of jewels, but one that can create a small mountain, as big as a mountain of fortune, lasting for many generations."


The Saiyan, taken aback by the strange question, momentarily halted in his steps and actually pondered the question for a moment. "I… I don't really have any strong opinion on jewels," he replied with a shrug. "They're convenient and useful, I guess." 


Having spent most of his life in seclusion, relying on the land and its creatures for sustenance, the concept of money held little relevance for him. Even upon arriving in this world, the little shack he had built in the mountains required no monetary transactions. Having constructed it with his own hands and hunted for food whenever hunger struck, even going to the nearby river to clean himself. 


“I use them to buy food from the guild, but I also save some in case Lucy is late to pay rent again.” A gesture that the blonde didn't particularly like, apparently she didn't want to become a burden on him financially.


Not that he ever had any use for jewels in the first place, Mirajane even promised she could make him something at her house if he didn't have enough jewels to spend at the guild.


"An apt answer, I would say for someone like you. Even though I have no idea who this Lucy person is, it's clear that you and I are very much different. Money is more than a convenient concept to get what you want, it's what makes the world function properly. Life revolves around money; it doesn't matter how powerful or unique a person is, they cannot stand on top without being aware of such a thing and no goals can be accomplished without an ample amount of jewels.”


“I see… Why are you telling me this?” He didn't particularly find anything the man said useful or even related to their general situation.”


Hoteye smirked while his eyes glowed green, the sight catching by surprise. “Sharing some wisdom before your inevitable end of course. Liquid Grounds!” 


As the man spoke, an ethereal green light surrounded his body, and multiple magic circles appeared. Broly jolted as he felt the ground beneath his feet change a second time but at a much faster rate, his body sinking further into a liquid substance until he was waist-deep in a matter of seconds. 


The solid earth had turned to viscous quicksand, trying to engulf his body in one fell swoop.


"It's too late for you! No one can escape my trap!" Hoteye bellowed, his thundering voice overtaken by the shifting earth all around the field.


Broly closely examined the magic spell, having never encountered anything like it before. Attempting to take flight, he looked up to see a shadow looming over him, only to realize an avalanche of earth descended upon him.


"Perhaps you will understand despair while imprisoned for life!" Declared his opponent, clasping his hands together and manipulating the soil around Broly once more, increasing its consistency to that of water. A cacophony of noise filled the area before silence descended. The soil hardened and turned back to normal after a few seconds. Clasping his hands together and murmuring a small prayer, Hoteye was certain that he took care of the problem.


"You were quite intimidating at first, I must admit," he continued, walking over the ground and looking downwards. "No wonder Cobra and Racer were defeated by you. But unfortunately, you made the mistake of underestimating the Oracion Seis. Be grateful you didn't face that woman or Midnight, your end would have been that much more painful."


He doubted the man would survive for more than a few minutes before suffocating from the lack of oxygen inside the ground. His lungs were most likely already filled with dirt and stone.


"Hm?" Hoteye's attention was caught as he was about to walk away, raising an eyebrow as a small crackling sound entered his ears, “Huh!?” 


A hand burst from the ground, firmly grabbing onto his foot and pulling his entire body right beneath the ground in a fraction of a second. With no time to even let out a shout, the Oracion Seis mage disappeared from view until his body was rocketed upwards with enough force to create a crater. 


With a loud thud, falling back to the ground and watching in disbelief at the Saiyan walking out of the rubbles covered in dust and sand. Once again, not a scratch on his body or even any sign of exhaustion. 


“How… are you… unaffected?” He had seen the man be hit point blank by Cobra's breath attack, the kind where it weakens its target severely. Yet here he was bursting through liquid ground as if it were regular water and not looking any worse for wear. Just what kind of ridiculous strength-enhancing magic was this!? ‘It can't be Crush magic like Gildarts, but strength-enhancing spells don't just allow one to be immune to taking any damage!’


“I already told you that it was pointless, even Jura’s earth magic was more dangerous than this.” 


The spell was not the kind of attack he ever dealt against in the past. Some of the creatures on Vampa had the ability to create similar quicksand whirlpools, something he got used to dealing with without even needing to fly away. Except this spell was weaker by several magnitudes, only affecting a small area rather than an entire region.


"No wonder everyone is so cautious of these people," he mumbled. "Other than Erza, Gray, and Natsu, I don't see anyone from my guild or my team being able to properly defeat this man… though Aquarius is also capable enough." 


Unfortunately, he had no idea how good the others were to make any judgment. Mirajane was mentioned to be as powerful as Erza but he'd never seen anything to prove that point. Cana was resourceful but still had her limits, not the ideal wizard to send into a battlefield.


Hoteye had fallen, still clutching to his ledger which Broly didn't bother to check out its content. Grabbing the man and dropping him off to where Wendy was located along with the other members, marveling at her healing ability and getting an earful from Carla for bringing another patient. 


Though he didn't have time to deal with them, flying back to take care of the remnants and find out what was going on with the stream of energy gathering at such a rapid rate. Its speed had increased nearly ten times prior to his fight against Hoteye. 


"There should be three of them left… but where are they?" He recalled the information shared by Jura and members of Blue Pegasus. The guild leader he hadn't seen yet and he heard Hoteye talk about Midnight and a woman. “That should be the remaining members, I'll search for them in the center.”


Though the dark guild was among the smallest in terms of official members, they were by no means weaklings or anyone to be looked down upon. He had witnessed the type of magic they used, and his first opponent alone was a dangerous individual if paired against the wrong member of his team. 


If it were Lucy in his place, unless she managed to find a water source to summon Aquarius, there would be little chance for any of her celestial spirits to help her out in that situation. Erza, alone, possessed great strength and reaction speed, but it was unlikely she would be able to land a hit without proper strategizing or brute-forcing her way through victory. Natsu and Gray, on the other hand, were easier to predict in how they would handle the situation: one would burn his surroundings while the other froze the floor below or the entire area.


A strange sensation caught his attention as he scanned his surroundings. Paying closer attention, he noticed something odd about the number of Ki signatures — there were not three, but four of them, and in an instant three of them vanished. 


“What!?” He couldn't believe what he'd sensed for a second, believing it to be a mistake and once again concentrating. 


For three of them to vanish so suddenly either meant they teleported away or…


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“Are you searching for someone?” 


“—!”


Goosebumps traveled across his body as he heard a voice right beside him. Broly jumped away quickly and widened his eyes at the sight of a woman standing so close to him. ‘I do not send this person, wait, her Ki is similar to the one I sensed in the middle of the ruins!’


Yet all thoughts were instantly thrown out of the window the moment he laid his eyes on the individual's face, a single name escaped his mouth. 


“Er…za?”


Although the clothes were certainly different, the hair, eyes, and face were practically identical. 


“What are you doing here?” 


Has she rushed here after his dealing with the other members of the alliance? But… But was this really Erza? Even her voice sounded nearly identical.


The woman didn't answer his question, tilting her head in confusion. “For being the source of the power from all those years ago and even the one who fought against Acnologia, you certainly aren't the kind of person I had in mind. Not a single death, against weaklings like them… how disappointing I must say.” 


A frown appeared on his face, and he became certain, this definitely wasn't Erza. She would never want to kill anyone and insult them like that. 


“Are you the guild leader of Oracion Seis?” Unlike the other wizards, she was different in both the level of power and general feel. Gave a strange feeling that reminded Broly of Acnologia for some reason, putting the Saiyan even more on edge after recalling what happened back then.


“Surprisingly, I got to you first before Zeref did… to believe someone like you would appear here in Ishgar and continue to remain an unknown entity is a bit hard to believe.” She walked around, observing him closely. “Not strength-enhancing magic, that's for certain. Energy manipulation, one that isn't Ethernano strangely enough.”


It felt like he was being observed like a test subject, with little to no emotions showing on her face other than the grim interest in his abilities. It was not an expression he ever thought to see upon a woman who resembled Erza so much. 


“Why are you holding back so much?” 


His hands moved, attempting to capture the woman but finding himself all of a sudden facing another direction entirely. 


“Do you know what this place is?” She spoke calmly, the sound of her staff tapping against the ground reaching his ears. 


“I asked you who you are,” he growled, trying to catch her once more with greater speed, crushing the ground within his feet only to end up catching nothing but air. 


“Irene if you must know, not that it will be of much use. What you stand on is no mere remnant of a city but actually an artifact.” Her staff glowed an eerie red color, showcasing an image of a six-legged contraception of some kind. 


Only for Broly to realize it was the actual city standing on some sort of giant moveable machine of sorts. 


“A legendary Magical item made by the Nirvits which, according to legends, has the power to turn light to darkness and vice-versa. This works when people are wavering in their emotions and forces people to change alignments between light and darkness. However, for all the darkness it turns into light, and the same amount of light is turned into darkness. Doesn't it sound very interesting?” 


A bad feeling rose within his heart, his guts screaming to leave and fly away as soon as possible. 


“Hm!” He squinted his eyes when a giant whirlpool of both black and white light formed beneath his feet. 


“The structure in itself also serves a secondary purpose if you would, that of a giant battery. A highly elaborate reserve of pure Ethernano is stored within each compartment, all used to fuel one spell alone. I find it to be a waste, while ingenious, a chunk of it goes to waste according to my research. Centuries have passed and time has taken its toll on the device, so why not repurpose that wasted energy for my own usage and make a few more improvements of my own?” 


The shaking increased, the entire structure getting more and more bright. Illuminating the surrounding area and increasing the dreadful feeling within his guts. 


“What are you doing!?”


Irene shook her head, sighing audibly. “I still believe I'm more than enough to care for Acnologia, regardless of what Zeref says. But to find out someone else managed to make the Apocalypse Dragon retreat made me intrigued and this little toy will serve me the purpose to see just where your source of power comes from. You are no wizard and don't seem to be in full control… just where did you obtain it?” 


He had to do it. No longer bound by any hesitation, Broly rushed towards Irene without holding back his speed. His figure blurred and closed the distance between both of them in an instant. His hand wrapped around her neck,and a condensed Ki sphere formed in his other hand. Its piercing noise was only muffled by the surging of the whirlpool of magic underneath them. 


"You wish to kill me?" 


Irene’s voice was calm, almost soothing, a sharp contrast to the chaos surrounding them. Her lips curled into a smile, one so serene and knowing that it made Broly hesitate for a fraction of a second. For the briefest of moments, the fierce, imposing woman in his grasp transformed in his mind's eye into Erza. 


That same smile, a hauntingly familiar one, had once made his heart clench with a confusing mix of emotions. The thought of ending her life made him hesitate and sick to his stomach.


Irene's smile widened as if she could see the turmoil flickering behind Broly's eyes. "Too soft," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper, yet it carried a weight that seemed to ripple through the air. 


The very next second a pillar of white and black light reached the very sky. 


“What's that!?” Carla shouted, holding onto Wendy's clothes and prepared to fly her away at any second. “Get ready to leave, Wendy, I don't trust that light.” 


“Broly…”