Ibara HP: 100% ϟ Ibara MP: 100% ϟ Spells Used: N/A N/A
Ibara's eyes averted from his partner while the count down emanating from the bandits had come to a sudden halt. It had taken Klein less than a second to do a multitude of impressive tasks including getting Hope and Destiny's family to safety by refuge of the table as well as dispatching four or more of the bandits whom hung from the chandeliers. This was the first time Ibara had actually witnessed or realised Klein's magic. His eyes widened dramatically at the fact that Klein was a dragon slayer. In fact, the idea had taken him so off balance that he couldn't even react in time to a group of four bandits dropping from another chandelier to land directly atop of him. Their spittle landed on his face while they pinned him to the floor with dominant gazes as an addition to, what Ibara considered, their already grotesque and annoying attitude. "Give it up, Wizard. We've got ya' partner right here, if you don't stop attacking us then we wont hesitate to blow his brains out.“
This really pissed Ibara off. Not only did they take him for a mere shrimp, but threatening to blow his brains out too? That was Ibara's job. His rage boiled to the brim and a growl emanated from the pits of his stomach. The bandits were slightly taken a back by the noise because it sounded much more reptilian than human in nature although their vice-like grip remained intact. Ibara was impressed by their steadfast attitude but their stupidity would cost them dearly. Ibara clenched both fists and, in a similar tone to the growl he produced, shouted "FIRE DRAGON'S IRON FIST!"
What followed was a pure frenzy of flying fists, waves of light and barrages of fireballs. The restaurant was absolutely trashed amidst the fray between two young wizards and roughly thirty bandits due to their leader's miscalculations. Smoke erupted from various clashes amidst the vicinity and the only times these battles were even barely visible was when either Ibara or Klein had lit up one of the bandits through their plethora of wide-ranged techniques. Shouting and screaming reverberated around the restaurant, and for the most part, it seemed to come from the bandits rather than the devastating duo. The bandits had seemingly barked at more than they could bite as they were wiped out one by one, periodically followed by a different high-pitched scream whether it be male or female. Simultaneously, Destiny and Hope gazed at the various smoke clouds in awe. Previously they had only pretended to be dumbfounded at their 'boyfriends' methodical attractiveness but now that dream was slowly becoming a reality. As the last bandit fell, that viewpoint was only solidified rather than going with the wind.
The smoke slowly cleared and there the bandits lay, in two piles, one by Klein's feet and the other by Ibara's. They dusted themselves off without a mere scratch to their name while their tuxedos were basically untarnished. Their handsome bravado, an act they had been putting on from the very beginning of the job, had not wavered one bit while they dusted their hands by clapping them together simultaneously. Together, they walked back to their table and offered a hand to the two women whom still cowered. As two pairs, their hands were taken and they were delicately lifted back to safety, vacating from the restaurant effective immediately.
The parents followed their lead and they all took a moment to glance back on their venue for the night. The place was in utter ruin after the fiasco Klein and Ibara had caused, together the two realised that they should vacate relatively soon. If the authorities were to find out about this then they could get into some serious table with the Sabertooth Guildmaster. The two were about to release their pretentious farewells before the two fathers stepped by and clasped their hands onto the Twin Dragons' shoulders. "Young men! What can I say?! You kicked their asses! By joe, you really did show them. Not only have you proved your experience as a gentleman of wit, honour and humble origins but you've demonstrated your physical ability that men whom even dream of befitting our daughters should possess. You've done nothing but impress me this evening, chaps.
Hope, Destiny. I most certainly approve!“
The two girls beamed delightfully and turned to their partner, Hope to Ibara and Destiny to Klein. They approached them and kissed them on the cheeks, the first real sign of physical affection that these two women had demonstrated, in fact, this was the first genuine positive reaction between the couples all night. Their job was clearly finished here and Ibara turned to Klein. They shared a moment once more and together, the two vacated the premises with nothing more to prove.