"The guy the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense of Dasha sent."


    "Yep, I''m Wilbur Penn. Judging from your ent, I don''t think you''re the assassin Greensource Corp sent."


    Wilbur turned around to the sight of a man in ck robes wielding a samurai sword. Wilbur smiled and said, "You''re from Cherrytopia."


    "That''s right. I''ve only ever lost once in my life and the person who beat me that one time was killed by you. Since we''re lucky enough to run into each other today, how about we have a battle?"


    Wilbur snapped on the leather gloves. "You seem to have a me crystal core and the power of destruction in you too, but you can''t quite control it yet."


    The man in the ck robes gritted his teeth. "Cut the bullshit. Let''s get to it."


    Wilbur flipped his right hand over, and the thunder cleaver appeared in his grasp as he said loudly, "Since you''re looking for death, I''m more than happy to send you on your way."


    "How are you so sure who''s going to die, you bastard? To hell with you!"


    The man in the ck robes turned into a ck shadow as he charged towards Wilbur. Wilbur broke out running as well when the man in the ck robes leaped into the air. The man raised his samurai sword while roaring, "ck Panther yer!"


    All at once, a ball of ck miasma appeared before morphing into a ck panther that let out a terrifying roar, charging toward Wilbur.


    Wilbur turned his defense into an attack at once, taking half a step forward as he blocked the thunder cleaver in front of his chest.


    The next second, the ck panther made of the miasma collided against the thunder cleaver with a p. The thunder cleaver crumbled into pieces of spiritual energy at once, and Wilbur instinctively reached out to push against the panther.


    The next second, Wilbur''s gloves let off a silver glow that began to expand. A powerful wave of energy entered Wilbur''s body as well, seemingly bing one with his internal system.


    It was as if a warm wave of energy was slowly flowing through Wilbur''s body. The ck panther let out a roar of terror, realizing that Wilbur''s special gloves were absorbing its energy as it struggled in an attempt to leave.


    Wilbur saw this, and his gloves'' powers multiplied dramatically. The ck panther waspletely absorbed by the gloves in a matter of seconds, turning into a wave of light.


    A powerful wave of warmth was spreading through Wilbur''s body. He flipped his right hand over, and his thunder cleaver appeared once more just as the man in the ck robes began to run towards him.


    "You bastard, I''m going to cut you in half!"


    The man leaped into the air, brandishing his samurai sword that was now a jet- ck color, leaving a trail of ck sword aura as he brought it down onto Wilbur.


    Wilbur raised the thunder cleaver in his hands. A loud ng rang through the air as the cleaver blocked the man''s attack before spinning around wildly and sending the man flying backward.


    "Now it''s your turn to die!"


    Wilbur raised the cleaver in a vicious attack, and a sword aura made of white light struck the man in the ck robes with a loud thump. The man exploded, disappearing into the air in the form of miasma.


    The man was dead. Wilbur looked at the thunder cleaver, only then noticing a wisp of ck miasma fading from the de.


    A thought entered Wilbur''s head at once: had he been possessed just now?