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Chapter 21: Inheritance Arc 5

"Don't think this is over!" shouted the shade, visibly exhausted yet not ready to give up "I still have one more surprise for you!" he threatened

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"Tch. Stop trying to hide your escape attempt behind grand words." Tsuna answered back "It's faint, but I can feel what you're trying to do!"
And true enough, Kazami too could feel it...

The illusionist, with all his vasts skills, was trying to take one someone else's ability once more, the one ability that would help him escape.
"You're trying to obtain the Vindice's Flame." she casually assessed, provoking a nod from her brother "And since they can open portals, you'll use this to run away." she added – and once more, her powers were flickering around her

Not sensing it, too intent on his last possibility of salvation, the illusionist answered in a mad laugh "You're exactly right! This Flame has exceptional powers that surpass even the Earth and Sky Flames! This is the Eighth Flame of the Vindice!"
The Vindice themselves seemed to be burning with fury for the would-be escapist, barely even noticing Kazami's flickering aura "Say no more, Daemon Spade! That Flame is not for mortals to play with!"

As for Tsuna, he wondered "An eighth Flame?" it wasn't logical after all – for Mizuki's recent discoveries pointed at the existence of up to twenty-one Flames, none of them looking anything like that of the Vindice; truth be told, he had never even thought of the Vindice's black Flames as something that had anything to do with the Elemental Flames
But he didn't have time to ask anything more, as black Flames were starting to flicker around the shade – with another gravity pull, he tried to push the illusionist into the ground...

But the ghost wasn't holding on his real illusion anymore, and as such gravity just went though him harmlessly.
Tsuna frowned – yet understood easily.
He couldn't fight against something that didn't have any physical form, could he?

The shade smirked – already seeing it's victory at hand, and taunted "I'll be back for you little Decimo, so don't slack while I'm gone!"
He certainly didn't expect the boy to smile at the taunt – and the next second, an new aura flooded the battle-ground, slamming him to the ground against all and any logic.
But the Mistress of Death was finally free to play, and she certainly wasn't restrained by physical limitation, contrary to her brother twin.

Reborn who had left her shoulder the second she unleashed her powers, couldn't help but shudder – for this time, she was emitting such power without even tapping into her past life Aura...

Finally understanding he truly was in danger, Daemon Spade used the last of his powers to call the black Flames he'd managed to ignite and turn them against the girl – after all, the Vindice had said it, hadn't they? These weren't flames mortals could trifle with. With that in mind, the illusionist turned the last of his energy into one attack.
Only to see the dark flames betray him to the girl, curling harmlessly around her as if welcoming her in their midst. After all why would the flames of the dead want to go against their mistress?

"You have lingered far too long in the Mortal Realms, Daemon Spade." the girl stated
There was no running for the ghost, as he slowly disappeared, soul finally sent on to Death Islands.

On the site he'd tried to kill Kazami, only two things were left – a burnt mark on the ground, in an all too familiar shape, and an old pocket watch.

Kazami bent to pick up the item, opening it to discover a picture of Giotto and his Guardian, a beautiful girl leaning against a smiling Daemon Spade.
"Thank you for finally freeing him."

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Stunned, everyone turned to the spot where Daemon Spade had disappeared but seconds ago, and where an ethereal figure was now clearly visible. As one, most turned toward Kazami, who gave a negative nod – this wasn't Daemon Spade.
No, this was the woman by his side in the picture. Wordlessly, she gave the watch to Tsuna, whose eyes widened as he too recognized the new apparition.