Not only had Felix recovered from the poison, it seemed like he was hiding something else.
"I thought you'd never wake up." [Adam]
"Honestly, I wanted to take a nap. But it doesn't look like I have the luxury nor the time for that." [Felix]
He held out his hand and began his chant.
"Requesting access to the demonic archive." [Felix]
("Demonic archive?!") [Adam]
"The soul weapon you gave him probably changed itself to protect Felix." [Krino]
"Silence my foes without fail. Take form, Dianoia!" [Felix]
The ground split open at Felix's feet, revealing a large rose. It's petals turned black, emitting a strange eeriness. As it bloomed, an ornate purple handle came out. Felix took hold of it, drawing it out as if the rose was a sheathe.
"Hm… The same one from my dream." [Felix]
He inspected the weapon. It had a long, but thin double sided blade. Although its length seemed like it would take two hands to wield, the handle was only long enough for one hand.
"How peculiar…" [Krino]
("What is it?") [Adam]
"The weapon has no guard." [Krino]
Looking closely, Krino was right. Felix's soul weapon had no guard around the handle.
("How is he supposed to defend?") [Adam]
"Just watch." [Krino]
Felix began to approach Gleim, and she took an offensive stance.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you." [Felix]
"Big words for someone who just got their soul weapon!" [Orsted]
He spat out taunts and insults at Felix whilst hiding behind Gleim.
"...I can't say the same for you, Orsted." [Felix]
"I'd like to see you try!" [Orsted]
"Pierce!" [Felix]
He thrusted his blade at Orsted from afar, extending almost instantaneously.
"Wha-?!" [Orsted]
Though it happened in an instant, Gleim somehow blocked it.
"Release!" [Felix]
The blade resonated with the sound of latches opening and the blade went limp. It looked like his sword had turned into a whip with numerous razor blades on it.
"What?" [Gleim]
With a flick of his wrist, the blade flung itself at Gleim.
"Urgh!" [Gleim]
Using the handle, she held the razor whip at bay. The razors ran along her halberd, sending sparks flying.
"If that won't work… How about this?!" [Felix]
Flailing the whip above his head, he lashed out at Orsted.
"Same tricks!" [Gleim]
She prepared to intercept the blow, but instead of striking her halberd, it wrapped around it.
"?!" [Gleim]
"Excrete!" [Felix]
A mysterious black mist leaked from the blade, enveloping Gleim in its darkness.
"Ugh!" [Gleim]
"What are you doing?! Fight back!" [Orsted]
Felix retracted his weapon into a straight sword, but the black mist lingered.
"Hyah! Hrah!" [Gleim]
She swung wildly at the black smoke, hitting nothing except air.
"Stop playing around! I said fight back!" [Orsted]
His words didn't seem to get to her. Gleim continued to swing at nothing, but air.
"She can't hear you." [Felix]
"...What do you mean?" [Orsted]
"She's stuck in an illusion I created. You have no one to guard you now." [Felix]
Orsted looked stunned, but his blank face turned into a wide grin.
"Did you really think that stopping her from protecting me would allow you to win?" [Orsted]
He threw his hand up into the air, calling for something.
"Show them your power! Nero!" [Orsted]
The floor rumbled and a torrent of water entered the room.
"What's happening?!" [Adam]
The water gathered to Orsted's palm, revealing a trident. The handle was a deep blue, seemingly made out of some kind of coral. As for the prongs, it was black and somewhat rough. They looked like a type of rock, possibly a type of obsidian perhaps.
"You made a huge mistake. I'm a champion for a reason." [Orsted]
"Hmph. Warp!" [Felix]
"What?" [Orsted]
He was startled from Felix vanishing from his sight.
("Where did he go?") [Orsted]
"Right here." [Felix]
Orsted turned around only to meet Felix's blade mid-swing.
"Urk!" [Orsted]
He tried to intercept the blow, but Felix simply pushed the trident away.
"You!" [Orsted]
He jabbed at Felix in rapid succession, but each strike was deflected.
"I can't believe it." [Felix]
"What can't you believe?! Flow!" [Orsted]
Water surrounded his trident, acting as separate spears.
"Release." [Felix]
In the motion of a circle, his blade took the form of a whip and destroyed Orsted's duplicates.
"I-Impossible!" [Orsted]
"Haa… I can't believe how weak you are." [Felix]
"...What?" [Orsted]
"Honestly, I wasn't sure if my ability would work on Gleim. I was a bit nervous, but with you? You're actually trash." [Felix]
"That can't be! You're lying!" [Orsted]
"Really?" [Felix]
He slashed at Orsted, putting him on defense.
"Ugh!" [Orsted]
Felix fiddled with the tip of his blade, redirecting Orsted's trident. He didn't go for any fatal blows, but he continuously sliced his clothes or the surface of his skin.
"Ack!" [Orsted]
Pushing him back, Felix cornered Orsted against the wall.
"See? Your weapon handling skills are nothing to mention." [Felix]
"Grr!" [Orsted]
He glanced around the room, trying to find a way out.
"Claim!" [Orsted]
There was no reply.
"Gleim!" [Orsted]
There was no reply.
"Tiffa- Agh!" [Orsted]
Felix stabbed his leg, letting blood ooze out of Orsted's leg.
"I dare you to say her name again." [Felix]
Orsted became silent, but he tried again anyway.
"Tif- Gah!" [Orsted]
Felix twisted his blade, tearing the insides of Orsted's thigh.
"W-wait! I give up!" [Orsted]
He put his hands up, signaling the white flag.
"Do you now?" [Felix]
"Yeah! I already released your friend. See?" [Orsted]
Felix glanced at Tiffany, seeing a collar appear around her neck before breaking apart. She brought her hands to her neck and happily ran over to Adam's side after confirming.
("Looks like he wasn't lying.") [Felix]
"So… are we good?" [Orsted]
Felix paused for a moment, and smiled.
"Augh!" [Orsted]
The dark mist leaked out of Felix's blade, entering Orsted.
"Wh-what are you doing?!" [Orsted]
"Don't worry man, we're good." [Felix]
"Huh?" [Orsted]
"After I'm done dealing with you." [Felix]