Opeartion - Nova King: A Father's Fiery Call [Gotei Mission]

It was only a matter of time before the two of his kin would heed the call of their father. For this reason alone is why the smug red haired bastard seemed to have a relaxed smirk creep up upon his face. He understood that the Yuudeshi Drive which flowed through his veins raged like an infinite sun within the blood of his children. So it's why The Vizard King was more than thrilled to see just how far his son and daughter had come to be able to fight toe to toe with him.

Hence, as father and son stared each other down, Zin would give a swift reply to his son:

"You and I both need a kick in the ass. So, why not train and see what we are both working with?"

Was there such a need for any long and drawn out conversation between the two? Not a chance. The both of them knew exactly what they were getting into coming to these far outlands. They were here to test themselves, to pit their blood which yearned for conquest and battle to the test and to see just where the other stood in this fight for progression and strength of will.

"So just come at me."

With the chit-chat cast aside, and the feelings internalized like a map to valor, the crimson haired father motioned with his right hand for his son to charge and to get things started with a blazing bang.

What was the first thing that Zeda started off with? Plasma. While it was released with the most noble of intentions, The King could only let out a smooth sounding laugh as he found himself within this mist of gas. If this was a more convential type of opponent? Perhaps this little trick might have found Zin spooked. However, he was dealing with the metaphysical and supernatural. So, when Zin tapped into his wealth of spiritual energy, the ethereal properties of his fiery aura was going to come into play.

"...come on."

When those playful words uttered out from Zin's enthusiastic mouth, an eruption of amber and scarlet light spread for one hundred meters in every direction. In doing so, the supernatural flames of The Vizard King's power outright melted away the gas which was fuming all around him. Again, it was unwise to assume that the inferno that was Zin's firepower reacted and interacted with the world like traditional flames. The male was more than capable of tearing through the fabric of reality with his aura if he so wished and this was Zeda's first warning as to what he was getting himself into.

By the time that the attack of the clones started, the body of The Yuudeshi had been warmed up enough in order to deal with such a straight forward means of attack. After facing tatctics similar to this many times before in combat, Zin could safely assume that his son was going to attack him at all sides. So, what was the perfect form of remedy to deal with it? An eruption of speed, of course. With his ability to transfer his spiritual energy into raw physical strength and momentum, The King had already amp'd himself up enough in order to move at Mach Six speeds and began punching straight through each of his son's clones.

Really, they had little to no effect on him as the only thing that remained on Zin were scartches for the most part thanks to his robust durability. After all, they were going to be charged up with a lot more striking power than that in order to phase The King of Vizards. So, it's why The Yuudeshi paid close attention to the actual Zeda coming in with his kido attacks and numerous slashes. With how frenzied he became, there was no choice than for Zin to begin bleeding across his face, arms and legs as his son went on the attack.

Still, while they got his attention, they were quite superifcal and lacked stopping power behind them. Therefore, while Zeda was in the middle of his endless barrage of slashes, The Vizard King grabbed a hold of his sword, threw his mass weight against the male and aimed to send both him and his sword hurdling across the desert at mach eight speeds. With this strength pressing down on the body of Zin's son, he may soon find himself in a world of pain. This is because the amount of destructive powers being thrust upon his body may result in broken bones, strained organs and high volumes of pain surging throughout his body. While, at the same time, he may face the loss of 3-5% of his reiryoku as Zin quickly followed it up with two sesimsic stomps which generated shock waves potent enough to knock the spiritual wind out of him.

"So, son, am I still rusty?"

While the line was pitched with an infliction of humor, there were tid-bits of truth sprinkled in that dialouge. It had been quite sometime since Zin had felt a battle that made him feel anything, so he had to wonder where his combative abilities stood despite his inner spiritual power being quite potent. FOrunately, he'd have a chance to further asset that as his fiery daughter came dashsing into the scene.

"You should know I'm only here to spend quality time with you all. It's what fathers do, right?"

With a wink of an eye, Zin assumed that Jetta could read inbetween lines and understand just what the purpose of this battle was. So, by the time she started shooting off her orb of fire towards her father, The Vizard K ing couldn't help but give a thrilled laugh at how quick she went in on the attack. That was more like it in his mind as he was ready to throw his legs to the pavement and run headfirst into this challenge.

"That's my GIRL!"

There was a loud shout given by Zin which had been followed through with an immense release of his spiritual power once more. This time he outright grabbed the sphere of fire with his right hand, crushed it with his fist and seemly absorbed the flames into his body. While he did not gain any sort of additional strength from this move, this technique seemed to serve more so as a negation based move in order to diffuse the attack by outright siphoning the flames from existence with his ability.

"Is that it?"

Of course, Zin spoke a little too soon as bits and pieces of supernaturally charged ice started to appear on his wrist, ankles and spine. This resulted in a slight bit of chilling pain flowing up his back, and the lost of 0.5% of his spiritual energy from the damage, but he was still far from put out of the fight. So, he simply uttered a low whistle out and decided to surprise his daughter by summoning a large burst of speed in order to seemly bypass the eruption of flames she shot at him.

As, instead, Jetta would find herself getting dropkicked from behind with a megaton kick capable of outright oblierating an entire moutainside with one blow. So, her head would more than likely endure a great deal of pain and damage and it might make her quite dizzy. And, at the same time, it was meant to knock two to three percent of her spiritual energy clean out of the woman and send her hurdling into a hole in the ground that extended for about a city block or two.

"You were the one that shot first and asked questions later. So, you have no room to talk, Jetta."

Zin would then rub the bottom of his nose, let out a smalle chuckle and motion for them both to charge at him agian with his hands.

"But it doesn't matter. You all need to come at me again."