Chapter 249: The Phoenix Rises (2/2)

”Hero's Might?! Then that can only mean one thing. You're the infamous partner of Alton Brantley!”

”Oh, so you have heard of us. That's rather reinsuring, good to see my idiotic partner is still causing a scene out there. You look tough; that pleases me. So, my dude, get ready for the full force of Hero's Might!”

”Don't you know who I am?!” Percy snapped, flicking his hand as a handful of swords ripped forward towards her. Sam dived forward, avoiding each one and skimming past the others with mere inches from taking the helm of the attack. Running right at Percy, she flicked her hand out, letting out a bright burst of fire blinding him for a moment. Using this, she leapt over Percy pushing against the wall crashing down behind him. Touching down, fire consuming her fist as she charged up, letting out serval uppercuts blasting Percy high into the air. Stepping back, she swiped her leg around, getting into a low posture taking in a deep breath. Fire blitzed around her, melting the weapons around her. Once enough, Sam let out another breath jumping off the ground, breaking the floor around her. She shot through Percy; a flaming phoenix ignited the area blasting the ceiling clean off, incinerating Percy into nothing. Rolling forward half a dozen times, Sam landed on the ground letting the flaming phoenix settle and fade away. A small flame danced on her finger, vanishing as she blew it out, smirking.

”You, my dude, was just another run of the mill villain who talked too much.” Sam taunted as the battle was in her favour. Stretching back, she began yawning, rubbing her eyes. ”Hoo-boy, did that take a lot out of me? Guess that's what just waking up to fight does to you. You there, hero. I think it's time you brought me up to scratch on everything here.”

Florence ran in, staring at the scorched room and open roof in shock. ”No way… What's that all you? So, this is the power of Alton's old partner?”

Monty slowly got himself up as Florence helped. ”Any more sign of him?”

”The stage of grief is wiped clean from the area. Sam dealt with him entirely. Although I doubt he's completely defeated. If we are to believe the other stories, Percy will be back.”

The two turned to Sam, who had a goofy look on her face swaying her uniform around. ”What should we do about her?” Monty questioned.

Sam stopped smacking her, nodding. ”Oh, that's right. You there, the hero who fought valiantly.”

”My name is Monty.”

”Monty, that feed of a villain claimed to know my partner. Would you happen to know Alton Brantley?”

Monty chuckled at this, nodding. ”He and I go way back… Knowing that bastard if he isn't dead, he's giving whatever poor sod who chose to cross him a fight for their life.”

Stroking her chin, she hummed to this with a smug look. ”That indeed sounds like the Alton I know. What a buffoon he is, I taught him well. Very well, I will need a fresh pair of clothes if possible, a sweet leather jacket if not, something light and easy on the eyes and some refreshments. Knowing Alton, he's going to need me now more than ever. That is all my dudes.”

”This girl is weird…”

”Takes just after the douche himself, doesn't she?”

”Like two peas in a pod…”

Sam turned, looking to the sky with a smirk as she kept punching her fists together with a cocky snarl. ”So, my dear partner, just what has the infamous Avalanche been getting up to without me? Can't leave me out of the fray forever, Brantley. Worry not, though; player two has entered the battle.”