Something Wicked This Way Comes [INV/ Tunic - Kronos]

Witnessing everything unfold in front of her, the monstrous entity lashed out more and more at those around her. From another close-fisted strike into Yukata's face just before she was pulled away from the combat by young man, and even harsher as she reeled her arm to the side with a fierce ear-piercing snap of the whip, dragging the draconic weapon across the courtyard swiping through plants and ornamental furniture in a destructive display of force, before retracting the lashing weapon into the air and attempting to strike it down hard and fast at the two before they split apart, just barely missing the two with her blow at the couple. "Talk all you want, it's all you have left-" The eldritch, extradimensional echo of the voice would call out from the corpse of Kimono, one hand reaching to her face and gripping down on her skull out of frustration and pain while the other gripped tight into the spiney scales of the Hutong Whip she assault out with, intent on causing every last inch of agony on these children before pushing them to succumb to their fates. "-And soon even that will be for naught."

She watched as Kronos took off into the sky with Yukata, the trio of warriors clearly planning something to go up against her. While she felt the rise of energy in Kronos himself, she did not take the bout suddenly seriously. He was a whelp to her, a weakling trying to lash out against a proverbial god. The demon inside of Kimono grinned a sickening smile as her eyes locked on Kronos once more, almost forgetting about Tunic again. Almost.

Raising the whip to her mouth, Komashitsu would bite down on the Hutong Whip itself, ripping and tearing the mist-borne flesh clean in half and causing the entity to dissipate. As she did, her hand reached towards the dropped handgun laying on the ground where she first fell, where she first fired on Kronos and where she shot Tunic with the magically enhanced weaponry. As the mist wrapped around the weapon and her palm, the device teleported to her hand, it's thick metal in her sweating palms like cold water against the fire of her heat. "I guess I must resort to the only effective way to destroy you worthless creatures. Steel, meet flesh." Was the wonders to leave her mouth as the swiped her hands across the slide of the firearm. The runes engraved across it's surface began to glow a faint pink, it's energy regenerating from the previous gunshot that injured the young woman so dearly, before the slide slid back and engaged the hammer once more, chambering another magically created round in the magazine. Finally, the woman would raise the weapon back up towards Kronos as if to fire on him once more. "You remember what this did the first time, loaded with the energy left behind by the old owner of this body. Her weak, feeble magic was nothing compared to my own. I am on another level entirely. I AM SOMETHING WHICH TEARS THROUGH REALITY AND BRINGS FEAR IN HER WAKE. FEAR ME AND LEARN YOUR MISTAKE TODAY."

Something wretched would crawl through the air of those who could feel energy, like a discomforting twist of the heart. Fear, the sudden impending sense of doom encapsulating that primal idea of what lies in the darkness, all emitting from Komashitsu's very being. As she stood there, aiming a modern weapon so casually, the air around her warped and seemd to break into shards itself, the darkness of the void leaking out from behind her and wrapping around her body. Thin hands of black mist reached out and grabbed at her, it's power transfering into her more. Finally, through one of the broken shards of space, came into view something most horrifying. A moon-lit face, not human, but not inhuman. Unidentifiable from the appearance, but it's voice was immediately recognizable to the two. It was scarred, horrifying, and almost impossible to comprehend from just peering into it's eyes. Prolonged looking could potentially even cause someone to begin to experience panic in the weak willed, as it's own white toothed grin smiled it's evil smile from behind the body of Kimono.

"A Mháthair, gaothán na gealaí féin, guigh ar mo bhealach ceart agus tabhair an fómhar ar mo namhaidí go léir Ceasaigh a ndúchas neamhghníomhach agus tabhair áthas chuig teach Lamellar seo" The large, jet colored entity spoke through eons of compounded voices. It's lips not moving, yet speech continued through it's chants. As she spoke, the very energy that was put into the firearm grew and grew until the runes became so bright it was hard for even Komashitsu's mortal eyes to look at. The energy from the barrel of the weapon pointing at Kronos overwhelmingly powerful. "Face the true strength of my primordial form. This which hides on the opposite end of reality. Níl mé ag cur fola den chéad uair."

"Komashitsu; Obliterate"

With this call, something most unexpecting would occur. The weapon which was pointed at Kronos himself would divert course. Swift, almost impossible for the two others to see from the lightning speed of the demon, her arm shot in the direction of Tunic once more, eyes still locked on Kronos', staring into his as if to watch his soul leave his body. Her finger pulled the trigger and felt the ripping explosive power of the handgun as the weapon itself exploded from the compressed power of the overcharged shot, metal fragments entering into Kimono's flesh without even so much as a wince from Komashitsu in pain. The projectile, a slug this time of regular size, would propel forwards towards Tunic with intense heat and speed, behind it a trail of magical circles enhancing it's accuracy and speed. The power of the strike would be able to be felt, like a heat-death of a solar entity condensed into a single projectile barely the size of an eraser head to a pencil. As the projectile flew towards Tunic, Komashitsu would pull her arms out to her side facing towards Kronos, leaving herself purposefully open to another attack. Waiting, wanting him to make his decision. The grin never once leaving the psychopath's face as she enjoyed the contemplation.

"You have one choice now, boy. Save her like she saved you earlier, or finish me now with your next strike. You can only do one, and I won't stop either one. All I can tell you, is, you've impressed this ancient soul. Make your choice NOW!"

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As Yukata felt the strike from Komashitsu and was pulled away, she was left mostly defenseless to try and stop the boy except hit her hands against his metallic arms like a disobedient child. She was frustrated, the boy was not listening too clearly in her explanation, but she had to admit she was glad he prevented her from being brutally beaten down by her sister. "Damn it, I tried to tell you, it's not poisonous to me. I'm a Lamellar, we can breath th-" She would try to talk through and explain, only to look down at the sudden rise in power and feel her heart sink even deeper. By the Kais, she fully intended to wipe the two out entirely. "Fuck, forget the explanation, we need to end this now." Her voice stated coldly, looking and pointing down at Kim- no, Komashitsu. It wasn't her sister anymore, not right now. "We need to stop her before she can do anything else. Whatever technique or power or whatever it is you're planning, use it now!"

It was only when Kim's arm shot to the side and fired the round at Tunic, Yukata's eyes widened. She would rip away from Kronos' grasp and rush down towards Tunic's position trying to intercept the attack. She wouldn't make it, she couldn't make it in time... But she had to try. "KRONOS, ATTACK HER NOW. IGNORE THE BULLET, END THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL DAMN IT. WE HAVE THIS, BUT PUT THAT SPIDER BITCH DOWN."

There were only a handful of moments in the teenager's life that felt as epic as this. The majority of those didn't have even half of the stakes present now. Everything was set up for the Saiyan to be an actual hero; he wasn't just going to win, he would win when it actually mattered, when people were counting on him to succeed...

...but like this?

The villain of the story was actively mocking them for letting it come down to a choice--and why shouldn't she? His orders were to protect Tunic; Komashitsu was here exclusively for Tunic. Everything about this battle revolved around her, and what were his actions? Letting her get possessed. Freezing up in the heat of the moment. Getting so distracted that she had to jump in to eat a bullet. He was so unhelpful that the demon spider didn't even bother attacking him: her attack was meant for Tunic! Even with a flaming sword and every inch of ki he could muster, the absolute best he could draw out of Komashitsu was amusement...

But he kept going; hell, he didn't even hesitate. Kronos knew that if he looked back to Tunic at all--if he so much as tried to feel her energy--he'd toss their sword into a river and let the spider win. No matter how badly he hoped otherwise, it really did come down to two choices, and he knew which one was right.

Even if he didn't want to, even if he loathed the mere thought, Kronos had no other option. Doing what was right even if he hated doing it. Maybe that was heroic, heroic enough to offset their countless failures. It sure didn't feel like it--

--but either way, Kronos didn't stop. With a streak of radiant-blue energy behind him, Kronos launched themselves towards Komashitsu like a meteor, landing on her body with a mountainous thud as he attempted to plunge his sword deep into her stomach, releasing all the energy he'd put out with a single attack!

"STEEL, MEET FLESH."