Genesis: Freed.

Chapter 8:

Clemente and Wentworth were in the organization's dressing room putting on their armor, which had unique differences for each wearer, as this would make it easier for them to use. Wentworth 's suit was heavy and bearable for him, he had more power when it came to having to use his abilities that required more life energy while Clemente's suit was lighter when it came to moving, he had the ability to adapt for when they would use the true transformation and for when he used his gift but still both men did not feel safe to go armed to face such Magians . They knew that this class of Magians needed to be confronted by a pure blood, something they did not have in the organization since that race was scarce and because of that they decided to hide.

Clemente would summon his weapon that had the shape of a dragon wrapped in thorns that emanated a purple flame, Draven would snap his fingers on his right hand to summon the dead and put everything in order when calling them to battle, the rest of the teachers would return after teaching classes to be able to meet both professionals who had a serious face.

"Come on, the reserved duo will return safely and with enough courage to torment the rest with their bad mood. " Blum said as he strolled around the men.

—The third forty-year-old among you is missing. Paris commented while looking at Akira .

“They are over forty, older than Damocles. I don't see the funny thing about them pretending to be my age. The doctor claimed while crossing his arms.

Wentworth was grumpy because of the mood everyone was in but he understood why they were doing it, they were worried about the situation. A mistake would cost them their lives so he approaches the group with that serious face.

—You will reach that age and you will look worse than the insolent Akira looks . Draven said before walking past him with his head held high as his men waved him off.

Clemente observed that both Takasugi and Paris were irritated by the tallest's comment, he would look away and follow his partner who was moving ahead, on the other hand Pearson would decide to stop him for a short moment.

—I've warned her, she was worried and she hopes you'll come out unscathed. I know you just do things to do them but be more aware of your actions. You have an adopted daughter that you must take care of. — The short one would look at him with concern and then release him and let that man continue on his way.

“I appreciate your action, Wendel Pearson. Clemente whispered so that only Wendel would listen.

Both the researcher and the minister had so much to lose, both had children, both had two jobs and with it a prestigious title. A couple of professionals who would fight for peace after so many years of inactivity. Director Darrin was waiting for them in front of the vehicles that each one would take, he did not want that situation for his men but due to the situation they had no other choice, both Wentworth and Clemente had nothing to complain about, he was their boss and he could do what he wanted with their lives.

Once they all said goodbye, they ended up leaving for sector 178, where upon arrival they would see that very few men stopped a couple of large crowds, on one side the Genisians and on the other the humans, leaving space in the middle of both groups. military for access to two people even with both crowds shouting in anger and pushing the guards to attack the opposite side. They both got out of their vehicles, entering the middle of the men who were holding up the crowds.

“Both races have a lot to lose, please go home. Stop the violence between you, we do not want to use a heavy hand against the citizens of the city of Claython . - Asked a guard over the loudspeaker.

Draven was going to talk to that guard while Clemente looked around him, when out of nowhere a dark aura began to manifest between both groups. Draven and Clemente looked in the directions of those auras and it could be seen how humans and pureblood Genisians began to show murderous tendencies, causing murders within their groups and then destroying the barricade of men, forcing both professionals to remain separated and within each other. the war between those people.

The investigation agents were looking for a way to immobilize the aggressors but it was useless because the Genisians began to use their gifts in a lethal way, the medical agents were involved in the altercation so they ended up using their gifts to create a shield around the medical area and defend the wounded. Clemente was avoiding the Genisians who were attacking him and the humans who were stopping him, he couldn't see where that dark magic came from because both races prevented him until they managed to knock him down. The purple-eyed man was looking for a way to get rid of them without damaging them while Wentworth blocked the genisians as well as the humans with a shield to find his partner among the downed guards, at that moment he could see how his companion ended up being tackled by the civilians.

The tallest one ended up separating them from him and then helping him to get up, they had to rethink the situation to face the invisible enemy, but he never expected his partner to begin to emanate a dark aura, Clemente began by clenching his teeth, his pupils began to contract and her nails were beginning to grow.

Clement, stay calm. This is not your hate, you should handle this like you always do. Clement, listen to me. Draven said as he grabbed his shoulders to force him to react.

— Ugh …. I-I can't…. I can't reconcile….my…. Ugh …. Clemente replied before succumbing to hatred.

The dark-haired man's words became growls and he ended up throwing a claw at his partner to which he dodged, Wentworth could see the dark-haired man's semi -transformed appearance , he had dark horns, his eyes were no longer human and his long nails let him show that it was a black dragon, a dragon from the dark hell; Better known as the reptiles of the dead.

Clemente would end up pounced on his partner with the purpose of killing him and to avoid hurting him, he would choose to dodge.

From the massacre and the gloom a man with blue eyes and shiny hair would appear before the scene with a smile full of pride and pleasure as he contemplated the stage, Wentworth seeing that man would mark him as the Magian responsible for that chaos. His distraction would cause the dark-haired man to attack with such force in the opponent's abdomen until he made him go through a couple of buildings. Clemente was no longer aware of what he was doing, so his actions were uncontrollable, taking several lives in his hands.