*mutters* Dang it, nearly forgot the author note...

Anyway, here's the fight against the next major boss in this arc. Hope I was able to make it exciting.

The group of George, Gyro, Starlight, Zaryusu, Shasryu, Takemikazuchi, Bukubukuchagama, Aura, and Mare entered the shrine where the magic well was supposed to be held. As they did, two flames, one red and one blue, lit up, revealing a dark-haired elf dressed in royal finery. The haughty look on his face reminded George of the time he was watching anime with Jolyne. Something about this man made him think of Gilgamesh if he had black hair and green armor. 'Fate/Stay Night always was Jolyne's favorite.' Of course, this meant George couldn't help but dislike him right away.

"I take it you are Fraaz?," Starlight asked. "I see my name precedes me," Fraaz acknowledged, "Must have been that annoying woman. I only needed an heir from her, but she had the gall to steal her away and have her raised among the pigs in Slane." He then noticed the dark elf twins. "I didn't know there were descendants of royals among the dark elves." He pointed to his own heterochromatic eyes. "That is a trait only those of royal elven blood possess. Once I've dealt with the rest of you, I think I'll spare them and adopt them to take my bastard daughter's place."

He held out his hands. "Of course, first things first... Hot Night...!" The red flame jumped to his right hand. "In a Cold Town!" The blue flame, which seemed to be pure cold, jumped to his left hand. The red flame launched first, causing searing heat that had everyone put their guard up. The blue flame headed right for Bukubukuchagama, instantly freezing her solid. "I was able to observe your fight with Tolkien," Fraaz said, "I think it's better if you remain solid and intact, lest you strike at me when I am most vulnerable."

He then redirected the blue flame to the others. Starlight moved to act quickly. "Dove and Grenade!" She launched a fireball that managed to negate the oncoming cold blast. "Nice instinct," Fraaz admitted, "My twin flames are vulnerable to their opposite temperature. But I can control both flames simultaneously." Starlight then felt the red flame approaching, just before George leapt in the way, getting himself scorched for his trouble. Luckily he had put up a Hamon barrier to avoid immolation, but the sheer heat caused damage regardless, causing him to drop to one knee.

"Thanks for the save," Starlight said, smiling. "No problem," George replied, smirking, "But I need some time to recover while my Hamon lets me heal." "I think you won't have to worry about that in a moment," Fraaz pointed out, launching his two flames again. Takemikazuchi was able to block the blue flame with Battlecry, but it got frozen solid as a result. Zaryusu had more success using Cold Wind Blows to deal with the red flame, completely nullifying it with the blade's frozen nature.

The sight of it made Fraaz pause. "That level of cold... Even my Cold Night does not compare..." He crossed his arms. "But both of my flames together should more than be enough." He threw his arms outward, launching both flames at high speed. Zaryusu found himself unable to determine where to move as the flames split into multiple streams. "Brother, look out!," Shasryu called out as he got in front of Zaryusu, his arms crossed. Thinking quickly, Zaryusu slammed the ground with his Stand, hoping to at least protect his brother from the burning flames.

That turned out to be all he needed to do. As the pillars of ice blocked the red flames, a sudden circle of fire manifested around Shasryu's arms, completely blocking the freezing flames. Fraaz looked in complete shock at what he was seeing. The others were also surprised. Shasryu looked as he uncrossed his arms, the circle of fire now becoming two burning wheels that acted much like bucklers. Zaryusu smirked. "Looks like you awakened to your Stand, Shasryu."

Shasryu smiled. "And at just the right time, too. Now that I have this new power, I shall name it... Saint Elmo's Fire!" He grabbed the twin bucklers in both hands and tossed them like frisbees, aiming for the frozen Bukubukuchagama and Battlecry, the sudden heat thawing them out instantly. "Uh...," Bukubukuchagama shook her head in confusion, "I feel like I was stuffed in a freezer..." Fraaz growled. "There's no way I'll let you ruin my chance at a legacy! Hot Night in a Cold Town!"

He launched his flames at tremendous volume. "Useless!," the Shasha brothers called out as one. "Cold Wind Blows!" "Saint Elmo's Fire!" Columns of heat and cold erupted at their call, negating the flames of Fraaz's Stand. They then raced right at the Elf King, determination in their eyes. "Frost cold enough to freeze fire!," Zaryusu called out, striking the ground and pinning Fraaz in place with a veritable tundra. "Flames hot enough to melt ice!," Shasryu called out, his burning fist plowing into Fraaz, knocking him out of the pin and into the wall.

"Between us brothers...!," Zaryusu started, taking a battle stance. "Is cold blood with a warm heart!," Shasryu finished, taking his own stance. "Cold Wind Blows!" "Saint Elmo's Fire!" They launched their attacks as one, the twin bucklers moving parallel to a moving stream of ice on the ground. As they reached Fraaz, he found himself boiling and freezing simultaneously, causing him to die from the shock. Upon his death, the magic well in the middle of room cracked open, sending waves through the Spirit Tracks leading to Down at the Station.

Herohero narrowed his eyes at the disgusting pig of a guard that was called by the man named Succulent, who claimed to be in charge of the brothel where Tuare was once forced to work. The guard, Staffan Heivish, was greedily eyeing Solution. Herohero was half-tempted to let Staffan have a go at her just to laugh at his reaction as Solution devoured him. Succulent, meanwhile, was growing increasingly irate. Their first plan was to try labeling Sebas guilty of theft right away, circumstances be damned, then try to extort him to recoup the losses, or perhaps convince him to return the girl.

Herohero dashed that plan quickly. Not only did he give testimony stating that Sebas had bought and destroyed Tuare's contract on his permission, he could back that up thanks to the brothel worker Succulent had ordered to dispose of her. 'Our spy network wasn't able to find that man. If he's able to give testimony in a court of law...' Even worse, Tuare seemed to be in good health and sound mind, able to point out Heivish as the one who so cruelly tortured her.

Succulent had to admit, he was disgusted at the look at bewilderment on Heivish's face. It's not that the man didn't know what he was doing, he knew all too well. He just thought it was his right to do so. Cocco Doll, the real power behind Eight Finger's brothels, actually said he was looking for an excuse to have Heivish removed as a regular customer. Not only did his misogynistic activities sicken everyone in Eight Fingers, the working girls he wound up killing with his torture fetish were expensive to replace.

The fact that Heivish couldn't see his fetish as sick and twisted made Succulent sick to his stomach, but he was a professional. But that professionalism came with as many liberties and it did limitations. "Heivish," Succulent said as he got up to prevent the bastard from getting violent with Sebas, "I think it's clear we don't have the legal high road. Perhaps it's better to drop the issue. I apologize for wasting your time, Master Balba." He practically dragged Heivish out of the manor.

"What is the meaning of this?," Heivish demanded. "They have us by the balls from a legal perspective," Succulent pointed out, "Any further action on your part and you'll be exposed as the corrupt guard you are. And that's not a threat from Eight Fingers, that's a logical conclusion to your attitude towards Master Balba and his household. They clearly have connections to the royal family, a position not even Eight Fingers can touch." Heivish growled. "Curse that Princess Renner and her actions, removing slavery as a legal practice." Succulent smirked. "Calm yourself. Remember, I said 'from a legal perspective'."

Back at the manor, Sebas looked at the door the duo had left from. "If that man is the manager of that brothel than I'm as old as I appear." Herohero nodded. "Yes. It's clear he's merely an enforcer, meant to try and intimidate us. I almost wish he was stupider. Then he would have attacked us and been shown how out of his league he is. But he was cunning enough to know that he was being outmaneuvered. However, now that legal pressure has failed, he's likely to try other methods. We'd better use caution going forward." Sebas nodded. "Of course, Lord Herohero."