As he landed on the floor, his dash caught Ainsley off guard. Seeing their leg lift, he jumped into the air to dodge the rising pillars and tackled them to the ground, rolling over them to position himself in a way their Inner Circle couldn't interfere without harming them.

    He had to jump from their kick of debris as Ainsley picked themselves up.

"You put your hands on a Divine Heir?"

He rushed at them with a punch knocking them back. "I'm one of you, idiot!"

He noticed and countered Ainsley's kick with his own before they could kick up dirt, slapping their fist away. As they winced, Sehki's leg rose as he rapidly kicked Ainsley in the side.

They spun around to dodge while fighting the muscle pain to rip open an orbiting wall of debris around themselves. Sehki sidestepped their blast as a sphere of earth started to grow

Hey Shemar, how come the bad guys attack the good guys before they transform. Flint's question roared in his mind as he tried to replicate the same attack from the night before.

Well we humans don't have magic or armor to protect ourselves and the bad guys fight dirty. If you fight someone with powers, he remembered telling him while constructing a burst of energy into his hands burning with the pain from last night and Delta words.

Then the key is to stop them from using those powers, swinging a whip of energy that shattered Ainsley's shield and their confidence. As it fell around them, Sehki concentrated the flame energy into a small flame around his fist. Ainsley caught it only for his fist to smash Ainsley away to the floor. He huffed while their inner circle yelled concerns.

"So, I fought you. No Voids showed up. I guess I can't attract them after all! So what's the excuse now?"

Ainsley punched the ground. "I was going to test you myself!"

"And then what? Fight the Voids when they show? Good, you beat one together! Isn't the world counting on us to defeat them while you're dead set on some agenda? Do you have any will of your own?"

Their rage poured, constructing arms and legs out of the stone and dirt around themselves. Sehki's anger lowered, now concerned.

"Don't look down on me!"

As they waved their hands, blood from their mouth dropped. Coughing, they slowly fell.

"Ainsley? Dude are you okay?!"

"I'm fine, I'm fine! I'm not the weakest. I can beat you and any Void that comes my way," punching the ground as they dropped to their knees, trying not to fall.

Sehki dashed over and picked him up. "Calm down, I'll get you to the Health Center," nudging the others to help him. Unfortunately, Sven was busy recording. His eyes targeted the other two, panicking.

"We can't touch and put hands on an heir!"

"And they're going to be okay with you leaving him like this?"

That got Bodin and Candy to help him haul Ainsley to the CCC, where a distraught Bethany claimed she'll handle it, rushing around in her quadrupedal form to get them to a room.

"I...still have to get used to that. I appreciate that," thanking the two. "Shoot I'm going to be late!"

As he arrived at the classroom, his body was lifted up and pulled to the wall.

"You hurt Ainsley?"

Xia's pours started to ignite.

Urgh I'm done with this! He spat in her eye.

"Argh," trying to wipe it off as he pushed her slightly back.

"You put your filthy hands on me you Divine Disgrace?"

I won't let this happen again, kept echoing, imagining Flint was right there with him. "Good, your vocabulary is slightly better than a middle schooler," slipping into his Demon King persona, lowering his voice into a condensing voice. "I was almost worried you lacked the intelligence and temperament to become queen."

He side-hopped to the professor's podium a second before Xia swung her fists with intent to hit him, burning off the water in her eyes.

"I'm going to wish you never came back!" She formed two fire daggers forming in between her hands. In a hurry, he replicated the cosmic whip, striking her chest in midair.

It worked?

"That weaksauce!" She slammed her fist onto the whip, sending flames quickly traveling to crash into Sehki. He yelled as the flames charred several of his clothes off, trying to cobble any semblance of hydrokinesis to wash away the pain. The ocean breeze air barely cooled down the flames, forcing him to roll on the class as Xia laughed.

"Let this be a lesson to all of you!" Her classmates stepped back as she conjured a fireball in the palms of her hand. "This is what happens when you cross us!"

Frightened, he threw out his belongings out of his pockets, trying to use his own power to wipe and weave the flames onto his hand. On his knees, pent up with rage, he defiantly ran at her launching the blazing sphere at him.

His willpower and IBS kicked in, wanting to drop from his skin melting while his expanding power struggled to speed up, decreasing the fireball until he crumbled to the floor, seeing the embers of passion disappear.

"I want to leave, Flint, and find you," wobbling to the floor and right to her booth.

Xia picked up her stiletto. "You can kiss my shoe. Tell mommy and daddy I said hi. You'll be joining them," burning them and swinging it at his body. "Soon!"

A large form of steam covered over Sehki's body and a staff blocked Xia from continuing, lifting and pushing her back.

"I can't leave you heirs alone for one minute," said Calypsa's voice.

"I leave to use the restroom and this happens," Professor Tidal whined. Sehki felt the large man's body picking him up and closed his eyes.

His eyes awoke to the bright room of the Chronic Center, coughing and wheezing. The cracking sounds from every muscle movement, just made him appreciative that the hospital goan gave him a fit of clothes to wear as a figure walked out of the room.

"My guiding star," rushing after them.