"Come on , Quit stowing away. All I really want is that powerful spirit of yours." The stranger says.
His voice is so smooth yet so unpleasant while it makes something inside Ryan's chest contort awkwardly.
Ryan comes up with something , He starts zeroing in on outrage and it works! The Titanium arm is sparkling red as it warms to such an extent. He punches the stone forward dissolving it and almost hits the peculiar man however he 's faster. He tosses his hand forward and stops Ryan mid swing with his own. "You're staying put, presently would you stay where you are? That is not exceptionally pleasant."He snickers and Ryan can feel every last trace of himself freeze over with dread. It's frightening the way in which quick the stranger has him, similar to a bad habit grasp.
He held Ryan's titanium arm as he contorted it making it appear as though it's not in any event, heating. Ryan shouts as the torment washes generally all through his body. He attempts to break free, he battles against the grasp, however the stranger just pulls harder making Ryan's whole left side hurt like never before . He feels tears structure in his eyes however disregards them, there will be no crying when this person gets what he needs.
They get hindered as an eerie feeling starts to arise, Everything turns dull and the hazes rising and covering his vision as they do here. Ryan couldn't see a thing, he could hear only suppressed hollers from the stranger and the hints of bones thumping together. Ryan looked for it from there, he attempted to pull once more however the stranger became more grounded to Ryan who couldn't move by any stretch of the imagination.
A scythe made of bone out of nowhere pulls the stranger leaving Ryan tumbling to the ground.
There the stranger came to look against one another with the Messenger of death itself.
The harvester of souls seems as though he's simply a youngster however a genuine dread makes the stranger chuckle.
"You didn't actually think I'd leave easily, did you?" The stranger asked as he put out two fingers. There are three long scars across the Messenger of death's face, "Presently come on how about we dispose of your power." The Harvester of souls said while holding up the stranger by the clothing's collar.
The harvester of souls tosses him outside. "Fúcking Maggot." He bother.
Ryan knows that voice and recollects that it is straight on the spot. "Azra?"
Azra takes a gander at him with a confound look. "Shían? what are you doing on this Planet?"
"Stuck, What about you?" Ryan answers.
Azra gives him an irritated look."I need to gather a spirit from the Legendary Wolf however when I come here , the wolf reawakens and dies and reawakens so I simply go head directly to this flood of power."
The mysterious man hinders them as he tosses a massive log in Azra demonstrating a battle. Azra set his arm in his front and when he contacted the log it consumed into a dark fire. His eyes sparkled red, his skin became dark and the log went to cinders. Azra snatches his cutting edge as he runs toward the mysterious man. The stranger was discarded from his cutting edge, Azra bounced and sliced his cutting edge. His cutting edge went through the man's shoulder making a tremendous slash in his chest.
Azra took a gander at him unfortunately. "Maggots ought to quiet down, Your fúcking irritating." He shared with the mysterious man.
The Harvester of souls snatched the mysterious man's wrist and tossed him to the ground. He held the man's neck by his jawline looking at him dead without flinching. "We have incomplete business with each other, Maggot, and I will happily see you kicking the bucket gradually."
The man snarls and starts battling more enthusiastically. He kicked the Harvester of souls however the Messenger of death continued to toss punches until the man was unconscious. The Harvester of souls then turns and takes a gander at Ryan,"Who is he?" he inquires.
"I don't actually have the foggiest idea." Ryan answer
The stranger punched the Messenger of death so hard that he plunges into the other bearing breaking the Collector Jaws in the effect.
"Messenger of death? You're a fucking no one who gathers spirits." The man says as he gets smacked right upside the head by Ryan itself tossing him too in the other bearing. The Harvester of souls quickly recovers and cleans himself off. He frowned at the man. "On the off chance that that is the situation, we will take our fight to a higher level."
The man stands up and his arm starts sparkling red. It is by all accounts alive. "What on God's green earth is that!?" Ryan shout.
The man snatches the Messenger of death hand and contorts it making him shout in torment. He let go however the stranger snatched him once more and contorted it . This time the Messenger of death breakdown on the floor. The stranger dropped on top of him and snatched both of his hands.
"Fúcking imbecilic, You Barge in my gathering and took out?" The man tongue in cheek says.
The harvester showed up in the man's back as appearing as though unharmed.He contacts the man's shoulder and in a split second consumes it.The peculiar man leaps out and promptly attempts to extinguish the fire.
The Harvester of souls gathers his blade and scythe and goes after the man mid air. Each glimmer of the spirits cries can be heard every time he influences the sword. The man continues avoiding and attempting to extinguish the flares however every time he contacts the cutting edges he starts on fire. The Messenger of death keeps slicing at him.
It didn't seem like he could take any longer however the man continued to quickly recover. They continued bouncing around the area attempting to land hits on one another however nothing was working. "You can't win this!" the man shouted in dissatisfaction.
"I'm fúcking burnt out on battling this gibberish." The grim reaper says and checks the wolf out. "You! White wolf! I realize you can do that shit, Take a stab at converging with Ryan!"
Ryan thoroughly searches in a confounded state. He approached the recuperating wolf. "I would try and prefer not to utilize this however I suppose how about we attempt it kid." The wolf says.
"What?!" Ryan yells in a confounded state.
The wolf stands up having wounds that made it troublesome however he attempted. "Copy what will I say."
"I don't actually have the foggiest idea what this is-" Ryan says however gets hindered by the wolf. "Do what needs to be done!"