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[h3][color=#B80000][b] I S S H U M.[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr]
[b]S[/b]eemingly in tandem with Belial, Isshum ran behind the boy. If he had wanted he could had overtaken him but Belial’s plan was still a mystery, so he wanted to see it in action first. Once the kid burst through the doors and declared his action towards Matt. Isshum signature—toothy and challenging—grin fell upon his face. 

[color=#B80000][i][b]I[/b] must be rubbing off on him! Wait! Aye I was gonna attack him first![/i][/color] He thought angrily. 

[b]H[/b]e watched with a bit of amusement as Matt effortless slammed the kid’s head to the ground. It was unfortunate for him that Isshum instinctively followed the attack. Like a shadow, he trailed behind Belial unseen, perfectly matching his movements so that he was practically invisible. It wasn’t until Matt had manhandled the kid has Isshum showed up. 

[color=#B80000][b] “F[/b]ire Dragon’s Nightfall Bang!”[/color] shouted the youth as he came down onto Matt with his hands locked and fire barreling around them. Upon impact, the explosive would stretched zig-zagging branches of flames around the guild hall, singeing and warming those nearby. With a grin, Isshum expelled another burst of flames from his fist and backed up towards the door. 

[color=#B80000][b] “D[/b]on’t try and get up after that one, Matt.”[/color] the white-haired man laughed heartily as he rubbed the back of his head, pride leaking into the air. [color=#B80000][b] “I[/b] don't think your old bones can handle it. I mean how old are ya, half-past dead.”[/color]