The two... I'm assuming prisoners... just stared at each other.
"You haven't told you were Vincent's disciple before, Nakros." [Tattooed Man]
The horned man smiled.
"Well, you always went on about how you wanted to kill him. I was a tad bit afraid that you were going to try to kill if I said so, Jukhan." [Nakros]
The tattooed man looked at Nakros with anger. However, his displeasure turned into a grin.
"...Heh." [Jukhan]
The tattooed man started chuckling, then burst out laughing.
"Good! This is good!" [Jukhan]
("Is this guy insane?") [Solace]
As the tattooed man, or rather, "Jukhan" laughed hysterically, the horned man stood in front of . He then lifted a hand over and mumbled sothing under his breath.
"|Barrier|." [Nakros]
The mont that word exited his lips, a transparent gold do appeared over .
"Stay there for a mont. I know you must have questions, but I'll answer them soon." [Nakros]
By the ti this was all set up, Jukhan finished laughing.
"...Nakros. You should've kept your mouth shut. Maybe then, I would have spared you." [Jukhan]
Lightning sparked violently. It was as if the lights around him reacted to his emotions.
"This will be a bit troubleso." [Nakros]
Reacting to Jukhan's intentions, Nakros summoned his spirit.
"Aid , |Selva|." [Nakros]
A pure white spirit appeared. It was almost like seeing a ghost.
("She's beautiful...") [Solace]
She had long white hair that reached down to her waist and blue eyes that glead remarkably. Her clothing was like a one piece dress. It truly did make her look like a ghost.
"Warning: Mana levels in the surrounding area have reached dangerous levels. Extended exposure will lead to fatal consequences." [Spirit Guide]
("That doesn't sound very good.") [Solace]
I thought about trying to run away, but the barrier was kind of in the way.
"It appears that you have chosen an opponent far stronger than you." [Selva]
A voice echoed in my head. Pretty sure it was the spirit though.
"|Invoke Exto|." [Nakros]
The spirit turned to mist, then converged to Nakros' hand. Within monts, the ghostlike spirit had turned into white sword.
"Due to our strength differences, I hope you don't summon your spirit." [Nakros]
Jukhan scoffed.
"I'm a martial artist through and through. I wouldn't use all my strength against soone weaker." [Jukhan]
"Many thanks." [Nakros]
Without saying another word, the two vanished.
("Eh? What just-") [Solace]
Before I could even finish my thought, the two reappeared. A force of wind shredded the ground as the two clashed blade against fist.
"|Cloud Drift|!" [Nakros]
White smoke enveloped his blade, causing an explosion of mist as he struck Jukhan.
"|Wind Arts|!" [Jukhan]
A burst of air exerted itself from Jukhan, blasting away all the mist.
"Tsk!" [Nakros]
Clicking his tongue, Nakros backed away against a tree.
"You're not getting away!" [Jukhan]
Chasing after Nakros, he snapped a nearby tree in half and threw it.
"|Tranquil Slash|." [Nakros]
Calmly raising his blade, he split the tree in two.
("Woooah!! He did the slash thingy!") [Solace]
"|Concealed Sword Arts|." [Nakros]
Tracing his finger across the blunt side of his sword, he slashed the air.
("What is he doing...?") [Solace]
The next instant surprised . Jukhan closed the distance, but was blown back as small cuts appeared on his body.
"...Too shallow, huh." [Nakros]
Jukhan remained standing.
"Ah... This takes back." [Jukhan]
He reached out and waited a mont.
"Hmph!" [Jukhan]
Letting out a loud grunt, he... grabbed the lightning? It was strange. The lightning that wrapped around him converged to his hand, turning it into a ball of light.
"This...!" [Nakros]
Nakros' eyes widened as he realized the danger before him.
"|Solid Body|!" [Nakros]
"|Thunderclap|." [Jukhan]
He slamd his fists together, causing a large explosion. To be honest, I almost pissed myself when the barrier cracked.
("Wait, Nakros was still out there!") [Solace]
A mix of smoke and debris hung in the air. I couldn't see anything, but I heard more fighting.
"|Moon Crescent|!" [Nakros]
A white light blew away the smoke, revealing a bloodied and beaten Nakros pushing his sword against Jukhan's arms.
"You can't even pierce my skin. You're a disappointnt." [Jukhan]
Moving faster than Nakros could react, Jukhan grabbed the sword along with his opponent's neck.
"...Die." [Jukhan]
He squeezed, HARD. Hard enough that I heard a nasty crack and snap, along with the front row seats of seeing Nakros' head being bent in a not-so-pleasant direction.
"...Huh?" [Jukhan]
A look of surprise crossed his face as Nakros' body started to lt. Well, he wasn't the only one who was surprised.
("Wait, what?! What's going on?!") [Solace]
I suddenly felt like I was sinking. Spoiler alert, I really was. I looked down to see a dark shadow under , in which I was getting absorbed into.
"Surprised?" [???]
I turned as I heard Nakros' voice. Turns out, he was standing right behind while looking as healthy as can be.
"You...!" [Jukhan]
He glanced at , then noticed the shadow beneath. It seed to be like a puddle, except it was sucking both and Nakros into it.
"You're running?!" [Jukhan]
"Yep. I'm not stupid enough to fight you." [Nakros]
"I'll kill you!" [Jukhan]
Jukhan charged toward us in fury, but he was far too late. We were already long gone.
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