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Post by Maxsuz Argin on May 20, 2022 18:31:29 GMT -5
Maxsuz would relentlessly hunt down the remaining rebels with a rage that could be felt in the air. He would jump from wall to wall in the corridors of te ruined buildings while searching everywhere with his enhanced sight.
"Show yourselves, maggots!"
One of the terrorists hid himself inside a room and put their backs against the wall, while waiting for the Argin to pass by to set up a trap. But differently from the Tuffle could have imagined, the Himõnus pierced his blade through the concrete itself and through their chest all at once. With blood coming out of his mouth, the wounded man turned his head to spot the bounty hunter's eyes on the other side of the hole.
"H-How..."
"No matter what you do, no one can escape my wrath!"
The Renegade ripped the sword out of his enemy, who dropped dead right after. Suddenly, he got hit right on his back by an energy blast, searing his skin and burning his cloak. However, after a little flinching, Maxsuz stood back up and turned around with a murderous expression. It was the female rebel at the end of the hallway with her arm stretched and an open palm. Her expression was of pure terror. The Argin gave her a malicious smile before talking.
"Run."
The rebel did as he said and legged it as fast as possible. Meanwhile, the Argin threw his sword spinning at high speeds and stretched his arms forward. With his telekinetic powers on his alkálipe, the mercenary mad with rage would control the weapon mid-air, making it hunt down the terrorist, while using his dakronian vision to see her through walls. He would laugh manically as if the anger had completely taken over him. The sword cut through pillars, doors, windows and even concrete walls, until it reached its target, going through the woman's abdomen like butter while she was running through an abandoned courtyard.. She went down at the same moment, and it was not long until Maxsuz had found her bleeding out near the central fountain, with the sword still stuck on her abdomen. He gestured, and the blade came back to him swiftly. He then shook the blood away, sheathed the weapon and stretched his palm and charged a black energy orb aimed at the Tuffle.
"I'll show you as much compassion to you as you showed your own kin. I'll give you back what you shot at me. Time to sleep."
"Enough!" - a deep voice echoed in the courtyard.
The wrathful Himônus lifted his head and spotted a somewhat buff Tuffle man staring at him from across the courtyard. His árula something to note. Impressive even.
"Ah, one more rat. You want to die too? Just wait for your turn."
"If you want to fight someone, fight me. I'm the one in charge."
Maxsuz was surprised for a second, but his shock was soon replaced by a confident grin.
"Finally. I've been expecting at least one of you would have any guts and honor. Good." - the Argin then proceeds to obliterate the female rebel at his feet with his energy blast. - "Unfortunately, she didn't."
The anger on the Tuffle man was palpable, and his power surged to dangerous heights.
"You're going to pay for that. I'll honor Yangcong and her by ripping your heart out!"
"Yes, show me that fury. I'll revel in it!"
"Run."
The rebel did as he said and legged it as fast as possible. Meanwhile, the Argin threw his sword spinning at high speeds and stretched his arms forward. With his telekinetic powers on his alkálipe, the mercenary mad with rage would control the weapon mid-air, making it hunt down the terrorist, while using his dakronian vision to see her through walls. He would laugh manically as if the anger had completely taken over him. The sword cut through pillars, doors, windows and even concrete walls, until it reached its target, going through the woman's abdomen like butter while she was running through an abandoned courtyard.. She went down at the same moment, and it was not long until Maxsuz had found her bleeding out near the central fountain, with the sword still stuck on her abdomen. He gestured, and the blade came back to him swiftly. He then shook the blood away, sheathed the weapon and stretched his palm and charged a black energy orb aimed at the Tuffle.
"I'll show you as much compassion to you as you showed your own kin. I'll give you back what you shot at me. Time to sleep."
"Enough!" - a deep voice echoed in the courtyard.
The wrathful Himônus lifted his head and spotted a somewhat buff Tuffle man staring at him from across the courtyard. His árula something to note. Impressive even.
"Ah, one more rat. You want to die too? Just wait for your turn."
"If you want to fight someone, fight me. I'm the one in charge."
Maxsuz was surprised for a second, but his shock was soon replaced by a confident grin.
"Finally. I've been expecting at least one of you would have any guts and honor. Good." - the Argin then proceeds to obliterate the female rebel at his feet with his energy blast. - "Unfortunately, she didn't."
The anger on the Tuffle man was palpable, and his power surged to dangerous heights.
"You're going to pay for that. I'll honor Yangcong and her by ripping your heart out!"
"Yes, show me that fury. I'll revel in it!"
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