once again blanketed with emotions which magnified his own. Damn it. It’s him.
Ever so smoothly, he walked, like he was in the least bit of danger. The cloak he wore over his silver hair bounced steadily as he ominously approached. Fully on guard, Emil kept his distance. Emil’s aura reinvigorated itself and covered him. To his surprise, it seemed to protect him from the mental effects of his potential enemy’s presence.
“It doesn’t have to be like this,” Emil said as he drew his sword. “Whatever you’re doing to the people, make it stop. People are getting hurt. There are other ways to get your point across.”
The mysterious man’s dry face cracked open as he chuckled to himself in amusement. “And what if it was my intention to hurt them? Obedience is hard to enforce through words alone.”
“So you win your battles by attacking the defenseless? I see Legion is as spineless as ever.”
A moment of silence filled the gap that was between them before the hooded man decided to speak once more.
“I do what I please. Me and Legion don’t exactly see eye to eye.” He then eyed out a bystander that was in the crowd nearby, and almost instantly, his target dropped dead. “Unless, that is, you can stop me.”
The hooded man’s gaze returned to Emil, accompanied by a coy smile. Emil’s body grew numb as he stood terrified at what he had just seen. This…this can’t be real. I’ve never seen anything like this before.
“Impressive, yes?” the mysterious man mused as he tasted Emil’s growing fear.
How did he do that? He didn’t even move! “What did you do to him?” Emil asked as he remained on guard.
The hooded man ignored the question as he slowly began to walk towards Emil. “You say it is like us to pick on the helpless and defenseless, so tell me then...what does that make you?” Emil began to back away slowly in synch with his foe’s steps until he finally shook the cold that weighed heavily on his body.
Damn it. There’s no way he’ll let me live, but I have to try something. “Take this!” Emil’s blade swung swiftly to the right and released a controlled wave of energy at his opponent. Unaware to Emil, the hooded man’s serpents expanded and folded around him like the wings of an angel, preventing any damage from coming his way. The crooked smile he wore grew as he remained unharmed.
His energy bears similar characteristics of lighting, yet it is his own. Interesting. For him to channel and send it through an object in such a concise manner shows skill, I do admit.
Emil clenched his teeth beneath his mask as he began to weigh his options. My attack didn’t even get through. He has a barrier of some sort. If I can break it, then maybe I’ll have a chance.
“ Rahh!” Before his opponent had the chance to progress any further, Emil rapidly sliced his sword in the air, firing a barrage of projectiles at his enemy’s perceived barrier.
Hmm. He should know by now that an attack of this magnitude isn’t nearly enough. Perhaps if he weren’t desperately afraid of causalities, he could actually do some damage.
Emil continued his assault, but the hooded man remained unharmed. His feet began to move again, pressing closer to Emil as Emil continued to pelt him with his blinding light.
He’s moving again. It’s now or never. From his hand, Emil fired a wave of his energy that released a blinding spark upon collision. Immediately, Emil’s aura encompassed the hooded man as he rushed forward with blazing speed, concentrating his energy into his blade. If his power is within his eyes and he can’t see me, then he’s powerless. Within the second, Emil was well within striking range and was able to deliver a concentrated blow with all his might. His sword met little resistance as it penetrated through the remnants of his opponent’s energy, partly because the hooded man had foreseen the attack. Of his four snakes, only one stayed in place to guard against Emil’s