ALL MY WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL ELVES

"I'll see you around, Kanakan," she said, pulling herself away with a wink and walked back into the hospital. Kan smiled back at her, his eyes followed Ellie's graceful stride as she returned to the hospital, a radiant smile illuminating her face.

With a subtle turn, she waved farewell, and Kan reciprocated with another smile that stretched even wider, a silent exchange of shared warmth and connection.

"Oh shit! It's already getting late, I have to head home," Kan said and decided to rush back home. The darkening sky urged him to return home.

Kan walked past the bottle he left before entering the hospital but he instantly remembered after seeing the trash can across the street and walked back to it, Kan decided to give his free-kick skills another shot.

Positioned and focused, Kan aimed for the trash can again. He kicked the ball with power and precision. The bottle flew up, this time, the bottle sailed accurately into the can, prompting Kan's exuberant celebration. "Yes! That's what I'm talking about! Just few trainings and I'm all good!" Kan celebrated.

Kan's jubilation echoed through the air as he continued jumping up and down kicking small stones he could go find. Suddenly, a mid voice disrupted his celebration from behind, "Uhmmm, you're quite the sharpshooter. I suppose that's why she's drawn to you."

Startled, Kan turned behind, discovering two figures standing in the shadows. Their faces were concealed in the dark so their identity was more like a mirage.

Surprised, Kan responded, "Uhmm, thanks dude, just trying stuffs out," he quickly turned to leave but was halted by a second voice once. He thought they were just mere street hustlers who jack anything from people they find on the street. Lucky enough for Kan he had nothing on him so he had nothing to lose.

"Kanakan, or just Kan, right?" A second voice inquired.

"Yeaaaah, uhmm, I don't remember bumping into any of you, who are you please?" Kan asked, a bit of surprise in his voice.

The second guy, a hulking silhouette with veins pulsating on his neck, took a step forward, his eyes ablaze with an unmistakable anger. He spoke with a low, guttural intensity, "So you thought you could mess with her and just walk away, huh?"

The second guy, his lean frame belying a dangerous agility, cracked his knuckles, a sinister chuckle coming from his lips. "Big mistake, my friend. You're about to pay for every fiber she lost."

Caught off guard, Kan found himself grappling with confusion. "I don't remember hurting anyone, and who are you to make false accusations against me?" he demanded, a flicker of anger coloring his words.

The first voice scoffed, his disdain evident. "Oh, you mean you don't know Ralph, the boyfriend of Keyla, whom you hurt? Who in this school doesn't know him?"

"Ralph?" Kan repeated, realization dawning slowly. It was Ralph and his second in command, Jerry.

Kan had heard about Ralph, the formidable leader of the Ebony Kings Gang in the school. "So it's you. Keyla's his girlfriend?!"

Before Kan could fully process the weight of the situation, Ralph, the second guy, advanced with visible anger, his intent clear – he was there to inflict harm on Kan.

"Okay, it's not what you think. You're missing the big picture, dude. I didn't hurt..." Kan attempted to explain, but Ralph cut him off with a thundering declaration. "But she was with you! I'm not interested in whatever you have to say!"

Ralph lunged forward, launching a punch at Kan, who skillfully evaded the blow, stepping back to maintain distance.

"Understand this, dude. You're not acting the hero here. You don't really know what happened," Kan replied, trying to make his case.

Ralph hissed and advanced forward once again. Kan realized that Ralph was in no mood to lend an ear, his focus solely on settling the score.

Ralph's right hand clenched into a fist, his eyes ominously turning a faint shade of red. In a swift moment, his fist mirrored the hue, radiating an otherworldly energy. With a determined fury, Ralph charged towards Kan, an unmistakable intention to unleash a relentless assault.

Kan, however, remained vigilant, anticipating the impending strike. As Ralph closed in, the forceful punch tore through the air with huge intensity. Reacting swiftly, Kan used both hands to block, recognizing the potency in Ralph's concentrated power.

A gust of wind trailed behind Kan in response to the sheer force of Ralph's blow. "You have no business being alive," Ralph threatened, launching another blow, this time visibly pulsating with energy. The impact landed on Kan's jaw, causing him to stagger before regaining his footing.

Kan spat a faint drop of blood to ntje ground and replied, "Okay, fuck it!! If that's what you want, I'll give it to you in bunch!" Kan retorted, bracing himself for a counterattack.

Ralph, forming a red energy ball in his palms, unleashed it toward Kan. Swiftly, Kan deflected the ball aside, seizing the opportunity to launch an attack.

"Puh!"

Connecting with Ralph's face, Kan momentarily gained the upper hand, causing Ralph to dive into the air and fall.

"I don't want to fight you, chill out," Kan said, but Ralph, driven by desperation, retaliated with a forceful jump, delivering a powerful punch to Kan's lower jaw. Kan was sent airborne before hitting the ground.

Kan quickly tried to stand up but he felt two hands across his shoulders. It was Jerry, he pinned Kan down making it easier for Ralph unleash a barrage of ruthless punches on Kan's face and anywhere he could find.

Blood spilled from Kan's mouth, watering the ground. Ralph's relentless assault continued until he, fatigued, finally stopped.

Kan, battered and panting, managed to utter, "Why not fight like men of honor?"

Jerry scoffed, "Who are you to talk when we're talking?" preparing to strike Kan with his hands. At the same moment, letting kan free from his grip, a moment that Kan was waiting for.

Seizing the moment, Kan grabbed Jerry's hand and hurled him into the air against a distant wall. Rising from the ground, Kan faced Ralph, who still radiated anger. "It's just me and you now," Kan declared, cracking his neck in preparation.

Jerry, seemingly unscathed, intervened, "Don't forget me, Scum!! I'm not that easy to get rid of."

As Jerry approached, Kan said, "I don't have business with you, I will allow her to take care of you."

[Summoning demon companion]

'You've been bugging me to let you out, here, have at him!' Kan internalized.

Kan scratched his neck slightly, triggering a thick smoke that began to materialize into the form of a woman.

"What's... what's that?" Jerry stammered, bewildered by the unexpected spectacle unfolding before him.

Before them, Lilith emerged from the dissipating smoke, her signature horn slightly longer this time. Eyes ablaze in red fury, tail poised for action, she exuded an aura ready for confrontation.

Kan, turning to face Ralph, found even the formidable gang leader taken aback by Lilith's sudden appearance.

Without awaiting Kan's command, Lilith leaped at Jerry, raining down powerful punches with unbridled force, drawing blood from every blow.

Lilith swiftly wrapped her legs around Jerry's neck, unleashing a barrage of blows and elbows to his head with furious intensity. Jerry, writhing in pain, attempted to pry her off, but Lilith's grip proved unyielding.

The relentless blows took their toll on Jerry, forcing him to strategize an escape. Spotting a nearby wall, he seized the opportunity and forcefully slammed Lilith's body against it. The impact prompted Lilith to release her hold on Jerry's neck and she fall off.

As Jerry ran his hands across his bald head, he encountered a thick liquid – his own blood. "Ahhhh! You piece of shit! You dare draw blood from me? I will make sure you pay for this!"

Fueled by a newfound anger, he charged towards Lilith, attempting to crush her beneath his feet. Lilith, agile and quick, evaded his strike, countering with a swift swing of her feet that landed a resounding blow on Jerry's face.

With his face buried in the dust, Jerry grappled with the aftermath of Lilith's retaliation, the once-confident assailant now humbled by the supernatural force he underestimated.

*******

"Don't think you're the only one with tricks up your sleeves, dude," Ralph retorted, closing his eyes. A slow, ominous rumble emanated from the ground, accompanied by the formation of thick black veins crawling from Ralph's head down to his lower body.

Heightening in an unnatural manner, Ralph's muscles expanded, his hair growing conspicuously longer.

Ralph's teeth elongated slightly, taking on an ominous edge. His finger nails followed suit, growing longer and adopting a darker, more foreboding hue. These razor-sharp claws seemed capable of slicing through even the toughest rock.

Not stopping at his hands, Ralph's feet underwent a similar transformation. His toenails extended to a formidable length, matching the lethal sharpness of his hands.

Simultaneously, Ralph's ears retracted back slightly back into his skull, giving him an unsettling, otherworldly appearance.

The muscles on his legs swelled, threatening to burst free from the confines of his trousers, a testament to the raw power surging through his transformed physique.

A transformation unfolded before Kan's eyes, as if Ralph were metamorphosing into a primal force.

Upon Ralph's eyes reopening, a single red orb glared at Kan with seething anger and unbridled hatred. Ralph's body trembled, poised to pounce on Kan and deliver a lethal blow.

"Shall we?" Ralph uttered in a guttural manner.

"Cute..." Kan said, unfazed by the transformation in front of him.