If it was ti that was needed for him to buy, he took the opportunity to draw the dragoon's entire focus. He stepped right up into the parasite-controlled man's face before quickly ducking down.
As predicted, a swipe ca for his head, only hitting air as he already moved himself out of the way.
'It's sowhat smart, but it's still a bug–it's mainly operating on instinct. It'll hit whatever it sees, closest to it,' Finn analyzed, glancing up briefly to see the bloodstained armor in front of him.
The spear was brought down, bringing the swift assassin to slip between the dragoon's legs. As he jumped back up to his feet, the wind whistled against his ears; a telling sign.
Before even seeing it, he jumped back as the pressure from the spinning strike brushed against his body, landing on his hands before flipping back onto his feet.
Without his feet having touched onto the cleaved tiles of the tro again, he found himself looking at the dragoon right in front of him. He flicked his dagger right past the manipulated corpse–
["Blade Warp"] [Mana: -100] [1900/2200]
He reappeared just a step behind the daunting figure's back, not even going for a strike as he imdiately dropped low–FWOOSH. The all-seeing eyes of the dragoon prompted it to spin around, striking where his head was a split-second prior.
Behind him, at a safe distance, the knight perford a long-winded incantation, like that of a knighting ceremony.
"I hereby pledge myself to the service of the Holy, to the righting of wrongs, to the repulsion of evil, harkening only prosperity to those around …" Jasper spoke the chosen words.
Jasper took to a single knee with his head lowered as if showing reverence to sothing unseen. The man who never left his helt held his sword out; the steel was elegantly brought down, tapping one shoulder with it, then the next before laying the blade against his head.
"...Grant the strength to vanquish evil: Galatine."
["Knights of The Round Table: Gawain"] [Mana: EVAPORATED]
From the request of Jasper, the prayer was heard as a cape of flas extended from his shoulders. The helt he wore took to a bright-orange glow as if heated by flas; the sword in his hand beca engulfed in a heroic blaze.
"Alright, I'm ready," Jasper claid, rising to his feet.
A subli heat radiated from where the Australian man was, felt distinctly by the assassin amidst his continuous dodging.
"What?--Oh, ti's up," Finn said as he realized the warmth behind him.
["Turn Shadow"] [2:59]
With his task being finished, he allowed himself to slip right into the ground as a shadow, slipping right past the controlled corpse.
Like a sun rising at the break of dawn, darkness was cast aside. The entirety of the dim-and-grim subway was soon filled with light in the presence of the fla-wielding knight.
"Really didn't want to resort to this. Ah, well," Jasper said tiredly with a sigh, hoisting the greatsword of fire up.
Each footstep of the fla-caped knight caused the tiles to lt where he stood, leaving burning footprints that sizzled and boiled like eggs on a pan.
Finn ascended the escalator partially, looking back as he had to raise his arm from the intrusive heat that pressed against him from even that distance.
'Seriously, that guy was hiding sothing like this–?' He thought.
The presence of the sun-blessed knight brought the aggressive dragoon to a passive stance, not pursuing him as carelessly as before.
Jasper raised his sword, squeezing the handle with both hands as the flas around it were spurred as if rudely awoken, stretching into the reach of a greatsword, "--Fine, if you're not going to co to , I'll co to you."
The blazing sword was brought down, unleashing a slash of pure fire that roared through the tro. A charred path was left behind it before reaching the parasitic warrior, forcing the dragoon to sidestep the eviscerating inferno.
While the dragoon was focused on evading the initial strike, the fla-caped knight was already on the move; Jasper used the wall itself as a path, leaving smoldering footprints on the tiles.
Swift like a fleeting fla, he leapt from the unorthodox foothold, sweeping in across the platform.
Jasper moved like a wheel of fire, only narrowly passing by the dragoon, though grazing it with the flas.
"…Where's my…girl…?" The vacant words left the lifeless lips of the host while leaning back from the flaming spin.
"Don't know, mate," Jasper spoke back while flipping around as the coattails of fire followed his quick movents.
The boot of the flaming knight was pressed down, producing a wave of heat as if a star had erged. Even the pillars that held up the subway began to lt; like ice cream in the sumr, the ceramic oozed.
Too bright to look at, Finn struggled to perceive Jasper's movents through his dazzling radiance.
The heat that was produced kept the puppeteered one back, causing the parasitic head to shriek at the flas grazed if.
"I'll put you to good rest, mate," Jasper promised the controlled dragoon quietly.
With blazing destruction, yet a serene kindness, the sword was brought forth, carrying with it the concentration of the magnificent fire. A controlled storm; hyper-condensed flas turned to that of an all-burning force, sent forth with impunity.
There was no chance for the dragoon to retaliate as the flas swept across its body.
The tidal wave of heat crashed forth like an unruly tempest; steel was reduced to liquid, flesh to ruin.
From the steps, Finn witnessed the stream of fire fill the subway platform like a fla filling a grill.
As the heat left and only embers trickled down, the dragoon collapsed to his knees. The figure was turned to a crisp, fading away as their body began crumbling into ash.
"…Maria…Daddy's…ho…"
The words that ca out through the charred lips of the dragoon ca out with genuine hope. As though a gift of wind passed by, the burnt man collapsed into ashes.
Finn witnessed the finality of the figure while stepping back down to the train platform.
["Carter Warner defeated."] ["Anarch Coin x2500 obtained."]
[Experience Points: 25,000] [31100/35000]
[Assimilated ability from ["Carter Warner"]: "Heaven Piercer"]
[Assimilated weapon from ["Carter Warner"]: "Winged Spear"]
An exhale left Jasper's helt as the decorative flas vanished from his body, "He can sleep now."
"Yeah," Finn said, noticing how exhausted the knight seed now from his heavy breathing.
As they stood there for a mont, a sound like that of bones snapping caught their attention. From the pile of ashes, sothing erupted–a black mass with fluttering wings and bulbous eyes.
'Watch out–" Jasper called out.
With the helt protecting the knight's head, the parasite seed to turn its attention away from the steel-clad man.
It launched itself right towards the head of Finn, who raised his dagger to prepare himself–
A flash of light passed through the desperate parasite like a sun ray through the darkness, turning the creature to ash.
It ca from atop the escalator, bringing his gaze over to see that the tily shot ca from the cannoneer, who was still breathing heavily with a pale face.
"I don't like to owe anybody debts, so…We're even now," Magnus said through his breaths, relinquishing his cannon as his bloodied arm laid limp at his side.
["System Parasite defeated."] ["Anarch Coin x1000 obtained."]
[Experience Points: 3000] [34100/35000]
'It had nothing to assimilate? I guess by itself, it's powerless,' Finn thought, looking at the charred body of the parasite on the floor.
Adrenaline still pumped through his body as his heartbeat rang in his ears, looking over at the clearly tired man in armor who got the job done.
"Hey, mate…mind lending a shoulder?" Jasper asked, walking over with an exhausted limp.
"Ah–I've got you," Finn said, quickly rushing over.
He gave his arm to his companion, slinging Jasper's arm around his shoulder to help him walk up the unmoving escalator.
"Using that skill really tuckers out…Not fond of using it, y'know," Jasper remarked. "Makes a liability out here."
"You have us around now, so don't worry. A badass ability like that–I feel better just knowing it's an option," Finn remarked with a reassuring smile.
"Thanks, mate," Jasper showed his gratitude.
Magnus and Charlotte waited at the top, with the cannoneer clearly looking pale from the blood he had lost. To the left, an unblocked exit to the tro was waiting with the glimr of moonlight dipping in.
"You managed to do it?" Charlotte asked with a look of worry.
"Well, it was mostly this guy," Finn said, playfully tapping his fist against the helt of the knight. "So, what happened to getting away?"
Charlotte glanced over, "Well…It's not so easy to just leave you both to fight alone."
"Yeah, I guess I can't bla you," Finn sighed.
"You're welco for that stubbornness, by the way," Magnus added before wincing as he grabbed his arm.
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