Amo stared at his four family members lying on the ground. His jaw was hanging open, showing everyone his clean white teeth. His eyes twitched as he tried to process what happened and what was coming next. STEP! STEP! STEP! The sound of dress shoes hitting the cement echoed cleanly across the silent room. Amo head snapped to where the sound was coming from causing him to distort his face.
CLANK! Avecii pulled the scabbard off his cane blade, dropping it to the ground as he continued to walk forwards, returning Amo's look of distorted anger with a glare.
"AVECII!!!!!" Amo roared.
He leapt out of his throne.
"DIE ALREADY!!!!!!" Amo foamed at the mouth.
He tensed his fingers and arms before charging forwards.
"I'm not underestimating you anymore, nor am I giving you any more opportunities to flee..." Avecii said while watching Amo run at him with amazing speed, "It's over Amo!"
"Scintillante pugnalata!" Avecii shouted.
A sharp crackle of lightning echoed throughout the room as Avecii vanished from where he was standing. SLOOOSH!! A giant cut opened across the chest of Amo as Avecii appeared behind him.
"STOP YOUR SCUTTLING AND STAND STILL!!" Amo shouted.
He snapped around, bringing his left arm behind him in a wide arc.
CRACKLE! SLOOSH! Another large gash opened on his chest, intersecting the previous one. BLOUGH!! A large amount of dark, red liquid escaped his mouth as he fell down to his knees, struggling to breath.
"AV….ECII..." He reached his hand forwards, before falling flat on his face, spilling more blood.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! The sound grew louder and faster as it came closer.
"GABABABABABABA!!!!" A large, hearty voice laughed, filling up the room.
"I haven't seen a fight like that in awhile… you did well Avecii," Marco smiled, "Though my Dante could have finished things off quicker."
He looked around the room, staring at the dented walls, damaged pipes and broken floor as he walked by it all. He bowed his head slightly, giving a little prayer as he walked past the bodies of the fallen Spada fighters and nodded to the Scudi fighters until he was standing face to face with Avecii.
"Boss Marco, thank you!" Avecii lowered his head in respect.
"Hmph, after becoming a boss you think you're important or something, didn't even recognize me when I first met you did ya?" Marco chuckled, "But I have to thank you for letting this dumb son of mine live, I've got some proper parenting to do!"
Avecii slumped forwards, hitting his head against Marco's chest. His body became heavier as the fatigue started settling in, causing him to lose all sense of where he was.
"Take a good rest Avecii… you deserve one after today…." Marco said in a soft, rumbly voice as he reached up and gently patted his hair.
Avecii's body relaxed as he felt a tender, rough yet caring touch. It was one he hadn't felt in years, but also one he would never forget. A father's touch. In a few seconds Avecii was plunged into darkness, not even realizing it had happened.