OOC: Cue epic battle post of epic epicosity.
Fuse sprinted at me, his speed augmented by his Kakama. He thrust with both swords, but they only met air as I had teleported past him. I beckoned him forward with one hand, waiting for him to rush me again. He spun and sent out a jet of flame at me. I ducked past it and blinked out of existence, reappearing right in Fuse’s face and I nailed him with a solid punch to the gut, followed by a devastating uppercut, augmented with a bit of plasma. Fuse staggered back, panting before rushing at me at high speed, both swords aimed at my head. “Come on! DRAW!” he screeched.
“Well, if you insist!” I retorted, drawing my staff, using the full length to parry both of his swords. I forced the swords up and spun the staff, jabbing the blunt end into his stomach. Once again, he staggered back, and I spun my spear, pouring some plasma energy into it, the blade trailing red light as it spun. Fuse jumped into the air, coming down in a blatantly telegraphed sword plant. I leaped back, dodging and countered with a stab towards Fuse. I had him.
Or so I had thought. Fuse pulled his swords out of the ground and locked then in an X around my staff, forcing it to the ground. I couldn’t break the staff out of the lock, even though I tried forcing it. Fuse released his swords and rushed at me, his speed boosted with his Kakama. I saw the punch coming and let go of my staff to defend my face, but got a savage punch to my gut that sent me flying. I landed on my back, the wind knocked out of me. I blinked and Fuse was on top of me. He aimed at punch at my head, which I barely dodged. I countered with a headbutt, and Fuse was knocked off. He came at me again and I did a handstand, moving into a spinning handstand kick that kept him back. I looked up and blinked out of existence, finding myself in the air. Fuse looked up and gaped, and I teleported again, landing behind him. I did a low kick, knocking him off balance, and sending him to the ground. I rolled away and grabbed my staff, breaking it free of his swords and switching back into a defensive stance. Fuse stood up and cracked his knuckles before running towards his swords. He picked them up and didn’t break stride, rushing at me while igniting his blades. He leaped up into the air and flipped, bringing the swords down at me. I smirked. Please! I sidestepped the attack, countering with a thwack to his head from the blunt end of the polearm. Fuse shook his head and glared at me before doing another rush, slashing with his left sword first, and then his right in a cross cut. I parried the left with my staff, and knocked aside the right with my hand before countering with a direct punch to his face. Two moves down… “What’s wrong Fuse?!” I taunted, grinning. “Surprised your old moves won’t work one me?!”
That did it.
Fuse roared in anger and really ignited his swords, the blades practically made of flame. He rushed forward, slashing once, twice, and then pausing briefly. The first was easy to duck, the second I stepped back to avoid. There were slight bursts of flame from the attacks, and I was expecting the spiral part of his signature Death Coil to be easy to block. I was wrong. He spiraled, spinning wildly, but also spinning with Kakama enhanced speed. A veritable tornado of flame surrounded Fuse and I couldn’t do anything but defend. And then came the wind up. I was about to leap back, but it was far too fast for me to counter.
What happens when a high-speed, high-temperature blade meets a solid metal staff? The staff gets cut.
I was thrown back. My staff was in pieces. Thankfully the machete had survived the attack, and I detached it from what was left of my staff. Fuse was casually walking towards me, dragging a sword along the ground, leaving a trail of flame. “That was disappointing,” he sneered. He sheathed one of his swords and picked up one of the pieces of my staff. “I was expecting more than a few sparks from you.”
I stood up, sheathing my machete and drawing knives in both hands. I sent plasma coursing through them. I blinked, reappearing in the air to send two down at Fuse. He deflected them casually, but I had reappeared behind him, and he got two knives in his back for his trouble. I had four knives left, and I rolled underneath a pair of slashes, getting my own counter across Fuse’s shins. He went down briefly and I cut across his chest, and holding my last two knives like claws in my hand, gave him two parallel cuts across his face. He reeled back, screaming in pain from the white hot plasma cut that would leave permanent, but instantly cauterized scarring. Not that his face needed the help. I still had plenty of knives in my arsenal, so I leaped back, blinking out of existence into a nearby tree while Fuse was still reeling in pain. I descended quietly from the tree top, and I unsheathed my machete, enhanced it with a bit of plasma, and did a horizontal cut to send the tree dropping towards Fuse. I teleported to another tree and repeated the gesture, managing to drop four trees on top of him before he knew it. I walked out of the chaos, panting heavily from the quick teleportation, and sheathed my machete.
“See you in karzahni, Fuse,” I said quietly.
And then I heard a dark chuckle that morphed into uproariously laughter.
Right behind me.
I was all ready to blink, only to get stabbed in the shoulder. I spun around, only to get a savage cut across the face from one of my own knives. Fuse must’ve pulled it from his back. I staggered back and Fuse laughed. I saw him lick the blade of the knife that had just wounded me. “That was a wonderful trick,” he grinned. “But now, I think it’s time I kick things up a notch.” He threw aside his coat and the knife, leaving just his armored body. His gauntlets looked weird, like they were supposed to have blades on them, but the blades were missing. And then I realized that he had the blades. He just hadn’t attached them.
Fuse locked his swords onto the gauntlets, except he didn’t lock them forward. The blades were in reverse, almost making it look like his arms were shooting flame. “Where did you get those?!” I choked out.
“Had them custom built by a particularly resourceful Vortixx,” Fuse replied, grinning wildly. “After he had given me a, shall we say, generous discount.”
Fuse ignited the swords and sprinted at me, leaving a trail of flame in his wake. He wound up for a punch, and my jaw dropped when he hit me with such force that it sent me flying back. Before I knew it, Fuse was behind me and nailed me with a punch that sent me skidding across the ground. I rolled, trying to get my bearings. What in the name of…
Fuse grinned at my dropped jaw. “You like it?” he sneered. “I learned a new trick. And it’s a pretty karzing good one!” I didn’t get a chance to react when he rushed at me again, but he stopped short. He didn’t bother with a supercharged punch. He went for the gusto, unleashing rapid-fire punches at my face and stomach. I blocked as best as I could, dropping down to avoid it if I could, but I couldn’t stop the onslaught. He was just too fast, too strong. Fuse started yelling, his punches feeling even more powerful as he did so. “ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!” He stopped for a second and wound up for a particularly powerful punch. His punch seemed to go into slow motion, even boosted with his sword’s flame.
Not going to happen.
I countered with my own punch, our fists meeting each other’s at high speed. Fuse was caught off guard for a second, and I followed up with another punch, that he blocked with his own punch. Several punches later, we were in a pummel duel, our fists flying at high speed to see who would give out first. Fuse was strong, but slower than my speed. I screamed at the top of my lungs, mimicking his battle cry but making it my own. I stopped for a second, and wound up for my own punch, letting plasma flow into it to make my fist a conduit of pure energy. Fuse countered with his own punch towards my face, and everything slowed down once more. Except this time I was ready. I deflected his punch with my off hand and my plasma-enhanced fist crashed into Fuse’s face. He went flying back and I stood, panting. He staggered to his feet. “You karzing little…”
“Tricks like that won’t work one me, Fuse,” I said solemnly, blowing smoke from my fist. I smiled. “And anyways…you brought a gimmick…” I switched to a low stance, readying Absolution. “To a sword fight!”
Fuse grinned. “Well, it’s about karzing time!” He quickly detached his swords, readying them normally before rushing at me, boosted by his Kakama. I unsheathed Absolution in a lightning quick counter, sending one of his swords flying into the air. That didn’t stop him from switching to a two handed grip and whaling on me. I parried the attack and sent his other sword aside with a kick. Fuse was defenseless, but he didn’t let that stop him. He started his rapid fire fists again, and I dodged past them, countering with my own high speed blade attacks, cutting through his armor like it was nothing. He was bleeding everywhere, but he was still going strong. I stopped and he sagged, before leaning back and roaring at the top of his lungs. He sped away, grabbing one sword and then another before speeding towards me again. I switched into a more defensive stance and he went at me again, trading in his rapid-fire fisticuffs for rapid-fire stabs. I deflected stab after stab, seeing that Fuse was beginning to slow. “Getting tired? Must be the wounds,” I quipped. Fuse said nothing, opting for a downward double slash. I blinked out of existence and reappeared behind him, doing a backwards stab into his gut.
He took this remarkably well. And actually started to laugh.
“I told you…that sword yearned to bathe in my blood…” I pulled the sword out of him, and turned. Fuse was losing quite a lot of blood. “Now…now I can really fight. Pain…this is why I fight! This is my normal…” he purred, sheathing one of his swords so he could put his hand in his own blood and lick a bit of it.
I flicked the blood off Absolution and sheathed it in one fluid motion. “You’ve lost your mind, and this duel, Fuse.” I said quietly.
Fuse laughed. “I’ve only just begun!” He rushed at me again, swords at the ready, obviously unaware that this strategy didn’t work the first time. I readied Absolution. He’ll attack with the right sword, and then the left. Fuse did so, his right sword ready to hit my head. In one blazing fast motion, I unsheathed Absolution, sent plasma energy running through the blade, and cut Fuse’s right arm clean off, and then sheathed it again. Fuse passed by me, and a few seconds passed. He seemed unaware that I was holding his right arm, his sword on the ground. He turned around, and his eyes widened, his jaw dropped. He tried forming words, but couldn’t. “Y-y-y-y-you…took…my…ARM!” he roared.
I threw the limb at him. “I’m sure you could get it reattached,” I replied stoically, turning away from him. “You can leave now.”
“AS IF!” I could hear Fuse running at me again, sword igniting. In one fluid motion, I spun around, unsheathed Absolution, sidestepped Fuse’s charge, cut off his left leg, and sheathed Absolution once more. Fuse stumbled to the ground without his leg. I turned to face him. He struggled to get up with only one arm, using his sword as a makeshift crutch. “You karzing son of a…” He spat at me. “Why don’t you end it?! FINISH ME! LIKE YOU FINISHED OFF THE REST OF THE BURNOUTS!”
I stared at him coldly and responded simply. “No.”
“Because I follow the Code.”
“Karz with the Code! END IT!” He was practically begging.
“That’s what you want, right? To die and be with your comrades in that special level of karzahni?” I turned away and started walking back towards my friends. “Death is a kindness that you don’t deserve. And when you finally realize all the suffering you have caused, all the pain and death, only then will you have my permission to die."
I continued walking, Fuse howling like a madman.
It’s over now. Finished.