(3rd POV)

Igana rushes at jack with her blade drawn and her eyes fixated on demon in front of her, Jack uses the side of his katana to block Iganas strong yet bold attack. The 6-eyed demon pushes Iganas sword back and with the small window of opportunity he brings the sword sideways only for it to miss its mark. Igana uses her wings to avoid jacks attack with her mouth open, Jack saw and felt the heat of the dragons attack as he dodged the massive fireball.

As Igana and Jack faced off against each other, the tension in the air was palpable. Igana bared her sharp teeth, a low growl rumbling in her chest as she prepared for the fight. Jack's eyes glinted with an otherworldly energy, his body coiled and ready to strike.

The two beings lunged at each other, their movements a blur as they clashed in a flurry of slashes and claws. Igana's claws raked across Jack's skin, leaving deep gashes in their wake. Jack retaliated with a series of powerful slashes from his katana. Jack sees an opportunity and quickly gets into a breathing style pose as Igana fly's upwards readying herself for a blast of fire.

"Moon breathing, First Form: Dark Moon, Evening Palace!"

Igana had only a second to process the crescent shaped projectiles as they all flew at her, she's able to doge the majority of them however 2 of them were able to brake a few of her scales. Igana bit back a pained shout and she glared at the 6 eyed demon, she flaps her wings and dive bombs Jack with a flurry of blows.

Jack, in the heat of the moment. sheathed his weapon and drops it to the ground. And using his own fists to fight back against his scaled opponent.

Despite her ferocity, Igana was no match for Jack's demonic strength. Then again she was far more experienced in hand-to-hand combat. She was abel to get more attack in but the amount of damage each punch Jack hit her with made her forced back a little more, struggling to fend off his relentless attacks. But the dragon refused to give up, digging deep within herself to find the strength to keep fighting.

As the battle raged on, the two foes began to show signs of wear and tear. Jack's hair was matted with sweat, his clothes torn and bloodied from Igana's claws. Igana's scales were chipped and battered, her breathing labored as she fought to keep up with Jack's assault.

But despite their injuries, neither of them showed any sign of backing down. They continued to fight with all their might, their bodies getting more battered and bruised as they battled on.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Igana landed a powerful blow that sent Jack back a few feet. exhaustion plagued both fighters as they gathered there breaths, Jack's body, although enhanced. still suffered critical damage, claw marks deep enough to let blood pour out, impacted areas that showed sighs of either heavy bruising or broken bones. Igana's body was badly damage but her scales took the brunt of the assault, she grins at her opponent.

"If it wasn't for my Regeneration, I'm sure id be dead. think damn it think."

"not sure how demons compare, but your a tough bastard."

"I have kokushibo's body, his strength and weaknesses...but I'm not him, i haven't expired anything he's been threw. I'm Jack Smith. and that's final!"

Jack reaches behind his head and untie the knot holding his hair in place. letting it fall to either side of him. the air is tense with anticipation. Jack looks at Igana with only a sets of eyes. the end is coming.

Igana and jack walk towards each other, the moment there in range.

All Hell Breaks Loose!

Jack's fists moved like pistons, each punch aimed with brutal precision. He threw a left hook at Igana's jaw, the impact sending shockwaves through his knuckles. The dragoness was quick, her scales shimmering as she twisted, avoiding the worst of the blow, but the force still grazed her cheek. Igana responded with a hard punch to Jack's chest, her fist colliding with the dense muscle, but Jack barely budged. He was made of sterner stuff than most.

The sound of fists meeting flesh filled the air as Jack countered with a rapid succession of jabs, each strike finding its mark on Igana's torso. The impact was like pounding on a drum, each punch landing with enough force to shatter bone. Igana's body was solid, her scaled muscles absorbing the hits, but Jack's superhuman strength left her wincing. She retaliated with a quick one-two combo, her fists striking at Jack's sides, but it was like hitting stone. The force drove the air from his lungs, but he stood firm.

Adrenaline, also known as epinephrine, is a hormone and neurotransmitter that plays a pivotal role in the body's "fight or flight" response. When triggered, typically by stress or imminent danger, adrenaline has a rapid and profound effect on the body. humanities way of powering up, turning any normal person into a high-performance fighter.

Jack stumbled back, the shock of her punches noticeable but not enough to topple him. His eyes locked on Igana's every move. He ducked under a straight punch from her, then came up with an uppercut aimed at her chin. The hit connected, snapping her head back, but she quickly recovered, her tail twitching in irritation. She lunged forward with a series of rapid jabs to Jack's shoulder, each hit sounding like a whip cracking in the air, but Jack's resilience held strong.

Their movements were a blur of fists and muscle. Jack aimed for her ribs, his punches thudding against her side like a battering ram. Igana grunted with each hit, but she held her ground, her claws tightening into fists as she brought them together, launching a brutal cross at Jack's head. He barely dodged, feeling the rush of air as her punch cut through the space where his face had been.

But jack is the body of kokushibo, a demon who's physical abilities far outrank humanity's a whole. if Adrenaline makes a normal person a deadly fighter. what will occur when it starts happening to a demon.

Jack retaliated with a flurry of punches, his fists a blur as he struck at Igana's midsection and ribs. Each hit landed with heavy thuds, sending ripples through her scaly flesh, causing her to stagger. Igana recovered quickly, her eyes narrowing as she unleashed a barrage of punches at his abdomen and chest. Jack felt the force of her blows, each one hitting like a freight train, but he absorbed the pain, refusing to yield an inch.

Igana pushed forward, her punches relentless, each one driving Jack back a step. He absorbed the hits, then lashed out with a straight punch to her shoulder, the impact strong enough to make her wince. She retaliated with a hook to his ribs, the shock of pain rippling through him, but he didn't give ground. Jack gritted his teeth, his fists flying in response, each punch aiming to break through her defenses, his superhuman strength creating a symphony of bone-crushing blows.

The two combatants circled each other, fists flying, the sound of their fight echoing through the air like a savage drumbeat. It was a battle of wills, a brutal clash of strength and endurance, with neither willing to back down, each punch landing with the force of a thousand conflicts.

"I'm me, not kokushibo. And that's who i am! not some manga villain, not some basic-bitch who gives in to the role! MY NAME IS JACK SMITH!!!"

With a primal roar that shook the entire Dragon Kingdom, Jack unleashed a devastating punch that connected with the Dragonborn's jaw. The impact was so ferocious that the bones in Jack's hand and arm splintered and tore apart from the sheer force, Igana's brain ricocheted inside her skull, crashing against the inner walls with such velocity that her vision blurred, then went black.

The Dragonborn's body staggered backward, her consciousness already fading before she hit the ground. The sound of her collapse was a dull thud against the otherwise ringing silence left by Jack's roar. Dust settled around her fallen form, the once-proud warrior now a crumpled heap on the shattered battle-ground.

As for Jack, his obliterated arm had healed just moments before the dust had fully settled, he stood there gasping for breath as he slowly closed his eyes. his own exhaustion taking hold as he falls to the ground, he had won. But only because of his demonic body and Adrenaline.

Author's Note

Hi there, Drav here. "Displaced Demon" complacently slipped my mind due to IRL stuff. I am writing chapters, once i get back into the flow of writing again things should be smooth sailing. one thing i will be trying to do is to keep things updated on the blog side just keep people updated on things.

i will also be writing stories with some dnd OC's a friend of mine has, but id like to get at least 20 chapters out before i start writing the other stories i have planned. which will also have artwork/music for them.

i just want to thank everyone who likes/follows/favs/tracks this story. it really warms my heart so thank you all!