A Savage Threat Shall Linger Tonight [CONQUEST]

Now it was the time to wait. Once the Namekian he had just headbutted would have probably spread the word alongside the ones that ran to preserve their well being. Right now the man did not look completely pleased, he looked free and relieved but he did not seem to directly enjoy harming just anyone. That was boring. He knew what he was here for, with no plan or goal in mind the man had only his strength to speak for himself.

How was he feeling? It was difficult to describe. For a moment even his hand could not struggle any longer but rest over one side of his head, something inside was throbbing. There was something that could not stop beating against every barrier of his skull. This voice began to taint the very living ki left in his soul, to the point where even his left eye was beginning to picture a grim situation.

All of his veins around the left eye were quite visible, the entire sclera area began to grow darker, it was only grey at this point but added a dark contrast with his vibrant yellow orbs.

Least could he possibly find a goal one day. But at the moment, both mind controlled and exasperated from the staleness and stasis he had to suffer through, there was nothing else other than a urging desire to let it all out. Close to nowhere, the man turned to find the first to intervene.

"You must have a sturdy pair of testicles to walk up to me so bravely. You might be able to intimidate the clueless beginner but I can tell your strength with a glance, you know? Unless..."

With a suggestive sprinkle of maliciousness his attention came entirely on Irumu at first with a broad smile across his features, his eyes did not widen beyond a certain point. He did not desire to be disappointed.

"Unless you are hiding your strength. Oh, could it be? Shall we test this theory? Perhaps you will reveal your true self if I put your life on the line..."

The broad smile began to widen but it was not long another presence pulled all the attention. Perhaps it was because he could not sense him unlike the Namekian, but Nasu was briefly stunned. Quite literally, this strange sensation of seeing but not sensing a being suddenly spiraled his mind! A brief flashback from a past not too farther away, a depiction of a being resembling himself and a strange ranger-like robo guy on the wastelands of a planet that looked like Plant.

Was this... a memory?! An enthusiastic shiver ran all the way down his spine. This was a good sign, he was on the good path!

He could not of course begin to realize the kid was trying to handshake him but even so, he began to doubt if praying meant fighting in their culture.

"Are you strong?"

He only needed to keep wrecking shit to unlock his memories! How joyous! But even then his sudden joy was broken up by another appearance.

A strange fellow that at first sight reminded him of Rosemary due to the white hair but he could not see any other similarities, perhaps however he could notice that Nasu had seen him and his attack yet only smiled at him as he let the attack hit him. It stung through the chest and let the rest of his body handle the rest of the impact, once the dust settled one could see a hole through the clothes and scratches on his built body that began to leak blood.

With both eyes now wide his hands committed on his top and closed their grip on its texture before he teared it apart as if it was butter. With both arms spread he looked quite pleased now as a hand reached for the scratches, allowing his very appendage to bathe in the plasma that had come out of his very body.

"Hahaha... nice hit."

With the same smile he rose his hand to his mouth, his tongue ran through his palm and licked his blood off, savoring the iron in his mouth.

"Finally. You, you... have perfect timing."

The other kid who had shown up had guts, that was certain but he could not tell his power and frankly he could have either been on the level of Irumu or higher, much like another kid he had met on Plant moons ago. Between a doubtful match and one certain to rock his blood, he knew what to immediately focus on. But he was ready to give them attention if they could earn it.

But this was not over. People began to join, they all came over and gathered. There were so many! Ah, how good did this feel?! This could turn into one huge mess!

A chaotic wizard and a pirate, nonetheless! He could not have many words in his head at the moment, it was quite blank from the excitement but greeted both with an emotional, sinister smile. He did not look in the best shape with a single eye corrupted by a seed of evil.

However, this greatly pleased the man that immediately readied himself for the bout and an even larger grin over his face, even though he did not look much like a warrior but rather a demonified, insane savage with an expression that communicated the urge to harm, and the urge to be harmed!

"Haaahaa... -HAHAAHAA!! THIS IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN LONGING FOR!"

He roared out his laugh coming up short of breath, yet unexpected as perhaps the very hit from Erebos had caught him a little harder than what he would have anticipated. By now, his left eye was completely black except for his golden pupil.

"Pick whichever side you like. I have no goals. I do not care whose lands these are. I am here for the strongest. I am here to let the blood run! I like you, pointy ears! Straight to the point, ruthless, good! That is... good! What do you say, that we let the games begin?! Everyone!!"

With enthusiasm he roared out for Erebos and with not a moment to waste, his image faded with a black and azure outlined thunderclap that helped him close the distance.

With a distorted smirk his first instinct was to connect his fist straight into Erebos' sternum with no mercy, with a final whisper in the moment he approached.

"Give it your best."

The expectations of Nasu were probably to meet some level of retaliation which he did but not by the one he had immediately expected; the demon was the most likely candidate to be at least somewhere around his level of strength. Even better perhaps the stranger was suppressed and hiding his current level of strength, it was disheartening not to find himself his chosen prey.

The first thing he would have felt was the blockade that met his fist. The first very few milliseconds had his brain register the incapacity of moving forward and along with the onslaught beginning to the demon himself, while slowly after his other senses caught up to Nasu. First it was the sound that returned the bombastic sound back into his vibrating eardrums.

It was at that very moment he would already know he had met resistance but from whom was the sight reserved to his eyes. His senses could do very little, other than perhaps registering details that did not allow him to effectively gauge an opponent's strength. It was as if ahead of him stood an undead under the form of an alien child.

"Oh?"

He could not compare the child to the likes of the demon as he had no clue whatsoever to the strength difference but if this child was at least enough to intercept a charged strike then that was all he needed to know.

"No fighting? Then why would you even be cultivating your strength? What is the point in letting your power go to waste?!"

Nasu had been pushed back, of course. But he did not need to know any other detail beyond the level of dialogue this child had offered so far. Not that Nasu was any better in his current state, neither could he probably assume most of this stranger's life but all he could get from him was a closed lifetime.

"I am not attacking them right now. I am not forcing them to fight. They decided to rock chaos on their own. I am only a flame that showed people where to find what they have been seeking."

It was little by little but even the smallest inks of darkness began to settle in Nasu's other eye, shivering and trembling. His eye could not help but struggle as well from a joint of pain, one he could only fight by smirking widely, it was only a way to hide the staggering pain in his eye.

He did not have time to feel anything, not when the opponent made his charge. From the other's very perspective it could be either a familiar or awkward sight, as from the depths of his back four more arms appeared. It was nearly as if they phased through him, his bones and meat did no work even. Both of them now had six arms!

From his breath came a warning, a strange buzzing. Suddenly he spread his arms wide and with excitement he began to set ablaze all of the energy he could possibly unleash at once. An azure aura exploded around him but it soon began to also grow corrupted like his eye, taking on a darker purple mantle. The power felt unstable, too. It was as if the power contained within himself was forced out of its vessel without any preparation that could handle such an output of power. But he did it to welcome his foe's assault and from there his arms ran for it. They began to perform a consecutive set of strikes, and so did his original arms. They responded to the enemy strike with a barrage of fists, only guided by the roaring breath of the man.

"Friends?! Do not mock me! What do I care for the likes of you?!"