"Human, you are very prideful, and your pride will end you, dare not speak with such tone towards me! Or I'll end you,"
"Alright, fuck it," I muttered and went for another swing at my own hand, however, whatever the creature it was, it stopped me once again.
"Futile! You cannot cut me off, in a matter of fact, I can!" spoke the voice and I felt my mind reeling like I was hit with a sledgehammer.
"Fucking son of a bitch!" I cursed at the pain.
However, what I received as a reply was something I didn't expect.
A soul-wrenching scream echoed within my mind as the owner of the voice was in agony from what appeared to be a backlash of his own attempt to kick me off of this body.
"Want to have a Soul Battle then, alright. Let's have it!" I muttered and focused inwardly, finding myself in my own sea of Consciousness.
