A dome of water formed around the queen protecting her from the falling debris, as the ruins settled the scene became clearer.

  “So this is the new ‘best of the best’. Huh?.”

  They all kneeled around the Queen forming a circle around her Their tails each of a different color.

  The queen set her eyes on all of her soldiers. She called out all of their names, from strongest to weakest.

  “Karch” The white warrior reacted, His short spiky silver grey hair, black tips, swayed in the wind in sync with his equally grey tail, his black eyes interlocked with the Queen’s for a moment.

  “Oxyrina” The Ginsu Shark, A white fur pelt fell on her upper body, her long spiky night blue hair matched with her tail. Her thighs pulsed, ready to jump at any minor inconvenience.

  “Isourus” Mako lowered his head. He shivered from the cold and the disappointment the Queen’s voice seemed to have.

  “Dunklios” He was the biggest one there, around 2m80; a tank. His thin jetblack hair stood still, his armored tail as black as his eyes. He wore a cape that covered his back.

  “Kerda” She was pretty big, bigger than Karch who was 2m20. Her midlong dark spiky orange hair contrasted well with her brown leather mantle as did her dark grey-brown tail, covered with faint stripes, she looked more like a tigri hybrid than a cerdo hybrid.

  “Kentria” Her long blue tail whipped the air reacting to her name, her spiky black hair was tied into a pony tail, the tips of it a royal blue. The pelt covering her lower body was a mix of white and black. The bandages covering her chest stayed firm. She was pretty big for a female, as big as Oxyrina.

  “Taurokles” His face was frozen in place with no sign of emotion, he had blonde hair and was heavy. He wore a mantle on his upper body, keeping him warm. His yellow-grey tail was stiff, just like his emotions.

  “Narakios” He closed his eyes as a sign of respect, he was the oldest there, his old crooked nose was filled with scars, just like his whole body. His smooth grey hair stopped at his shoulders. He was old but big, he was roughly two meters tall, matching Kentria. His grey-green tail was basically white due to the amount of scars. He wore the bare minimum to cover his body, extremely resistant to cold.

  “Septarchos” He smiled, hearing his name called by the queen warmed him. He had long spiky light brown hair with darker brown spots. He had a broad nose and his ribcage showed his excessive gills. His tail matched his hair, a perfect brown on brown match. He wore an equally brown leather

  “Skotaria” Her sleepy eyes closed every few seconds, her fear wasn’t apparent but it was still engrained in her head, like any other shark.

  “Doryhybos” Pretty small for a hybrid, his jaw was clenched, clearly defined. He had sharp eyes, a sharp face– everything was pretty sharp on the little hybrid.

  “Lefk, Mavri, Asimenio” The tipped sharks, triplets, they all had short blue hair, the color of its tips differentiated them from one another. The two brothers snickered as they hit each other with their tails while Asimenio stayed serious. It was hard to be the only sister in a trio of two brothers.

  “Sailina” The salmon shark, she was pretty nervous, small she lowered her head as her name was called. She bit her lip, a common habit, it bled. She was slightly shaking, her fear of the queen clearly evident.

  Sharkz observed the collection of warriors. Weren’t they 16? Whatev, means less work for me. He thought.

  “All of you. An urgent task awaits you. Kill this traitor.”

  “Isn’t he your son? The heir?” Oxyrina asked

  Her face fell into a disappointing frown, her eyes watching the knelt Ginsu shark from above. “This is an order. Not a question.” Her voice felt like ice, it could have been, it froze Oxyrina, her eyes darted down looking at the queen's feet, she shivered despite the animal skin that covered her.

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  “He’s faster than Isourus, but we don’t know how strong he is. We should be able to overpower him” The great warrior talked, his deep voice made the lower Megapomachi Stiff. He was the strongest after all.

  “You shouldn’t underestimate him. He was the strongest for a reason. Stronger than you, Karch.

  “He wouldn’t be–”

  “The Megapomachi’s original leader.”

  “The unnamed.” They all turned their eyes to Sharkz, except Sailina, oblivious to the revelation.

  “Hey, that's not cool. I have a name yknow?”

  “That fucker’s the unnamed?” Kentria whipped her tail, her signature move.

  “Stand.” Sharkz’ mother said.

  They all stood up in sync, their eyes still scanning Sharkz.

  “Summon your weapons”

  One by one they called their blades.

  “Makrys” A long straight blade, japanese, shot out of the ice. It floated in front of Karch.

  “Syndyasmos” Three short throwing knives fell from the sky. They formed a triangle on the chipped ice.

  “Toxo!”

  “Sorry I don’t think that's gonna work–” The meg was cut off

  “Fuck off, I know what I’m doing.” Water formed in the shape of the blade, it turned to ice, which became darker and darker. It was black. The black crystal shattered, leaving the blade. Clean, as if it had never been through any fights.

  “Welllllll. Didn’t know that was possible. You learn something every day don’t you, huh?”

  They continued summoning their weapons one after another.

  “Megalos” A heavy mace flew out of nowhere. The tank grabbed it, his firm grip made the leather grip yell in agony.

  “Dakana” Ice formed around her forearms forming claws. The ice broke off revealing the weapons.

  “Vélos!” Her bone came out of her shoulder, she seemed pretty casual about that, it formed into a pointy dagger followed by a blood-red string.

  The rest summoned their weapons, some emerged from the ice, some spun into their hands from who-knows-where.

  “I didn’t get a weapon when I was a warriorrrrrr. He said that in a jokingly sad tone, he looked on the ground as if he was sad. Let's make this fair… Tartarukon.” Splotch came out of Sharkz’ pocket. It wrapped around his right arm, acting like a gauntlet.

  “Almost, you got the right idea though.” He made a sword, ice, it started by the handle, climbing up, forming a slender blade. Splotch stuck himself on the blade as he merged with the ice. The fusion formed a solid blacked out sword, so nicely made it looked handcrafted.

  His mother was left wide-eyed, she inspected the blade. Her eyes narrowed as she scoffed. “Not even made out an orel. Join us, we’ll give you a real blade, you’ll become our greatest warrior.”

  “I don’t wanna live under the orders of someone you see–”

  “You’ve always done whatever you wanted! You were a delinquent, yet I still let you do whatever you want. Because you were gifted.”

  “Awwww mommy misses her son, waaa waaaa.”

  Her eyes flashed red, Sharkz’ taunts made her emotions, a natural hybrid instinct, override thousands of years of royal discipline. “Don’t say I didn’t give you any chances. She turned away from her son as she muttered orders. “Kill him. If he ‘kills’ all of you I’ll curse all of your regeneration points. You won’t be able to fight and you’ll be worthless warriors.”

  That threat was apparently enough to motivate them, it fell like an invisible weight on their shoulders, the queen's authority made them break in a cold sweat.

  The queen disappeared, no noise, no mess. Her stealth was unmatched.

  On the contrary the Megapomachi were not stealthy and their first lunge towards Sharkz was so powerful they created an earthquake, the shock waves broke everything around them in a 2 km radius.

  Time slowed down for Sharkz as he took a moment to analyse the situation. He noticed that the one closest to him was Oxyrina. She was about a meter away, getting closer slowly each moment. Right behind her was mako, catching up to her. Her burst power was unmatched. But mako was faster.

  Strangely, Karch was the only one who didn't move, along with Kentria. Her moves were slowed down but as soon as Velos was thrown it passed Mako and The Ginsu shark. It slowed down as his perception reached higher speeds.

  “I might be fucked if I don’t take them seriously.” His eyes narrowed, he crouched down, his weapon slung over his shoulder as he exhaled, barefoot on the snow, ready to dart, jump or attack, ready for any possibility. He was about to dart forward before he was cut off mid action. “Shit.” He was bent forward but found himself right in front of Makrys, the blade Karch threw at him.

  He tapped into his rage state, making him two times faster, also enhancing his perception and strength. “Let’s get this party fuckin’ started!”