Earlier in the day....
The stage was set for tonight. After visiting his gladiators in the local locker room to ask how they were all doing and if they needed anything (He was a nice boss like that.). He made sure that they were ready for the big event tonight.
"The people want a fight and by jove we will give them a fight!" He thought happily as he adjusted his white tie and look at himself in the mirror. A green and black adorned his face, it look akin to a luchador mask you would see in a wrestling event.
A portal opened up behind him and he just simply turned around. Knowing full well who this was that has decided to greet him at this hour.
"BOSSMAN!!! How have you been?!" The white suited masked man asked of his long time friend.
The Boss smiled and shook his hands.
"Could be worst Mr.Z. I came to tell you that i'm requesting to be in the main event of your fantastic showing of gladiators and combatants." The Boss asked of him.
Mr.Z consider this. He known Lafarius for a very long time and had done several deals with him in the past. This involves getting venues to perform in and splitting some of the proceeds with him and his organization to less savory deals that is best left to the imagination.
"Do you have a opponent in mind? Mr.Z asked of him.
The Boss only smiled.
Zylon landed on his feet and ran fast, faster than the portals can keep up with. He was to every thug working under the Boss's employ, a indistinct blur that you see out of the corner of your eye.
They didn't know what to do, to risk attacking would be like trying to slap a tornado. And for those that was brave (Or foolish depending on the perspective.) enough to try, they were swept off their feet, but they remained unharmed. Granted they had lost their weapon of choice, or for some who relied on their strength, found themselves waking up hours later. They never saw what knock them out with such ease it was embarrassing.
The Demi-God watched as portals opened up in front of him with the speed of someone gently opening a door, a large grey fist flying right towards him. He jumped and held on to the hand of the Boss.
"I figure this is a one-way ticket to finding out where Dialoco is stashed." Zylon thought as the fist abruptly pulled him through the portal. He landed on the ground and sped off, trying to gain a sense of this terrain and trying to find the Unnamed Boss.
A ice enchanted dagger came flying into his direction, he flipped over and grabbed it. When another portal opened he threw the knife into there. A sword came into his field of vision as a Orc in a finely dressed three piece suit attempted his best to skewer the Demi-God.
Zylon punched the orc in the face, sending him flying into another portal, colliding with Kelias, knocking her and her wife Silvas who brung her dinner over.
He look around, it was a large vast stone area that was lit up by blue lanterns. Zylon look at the reflecting pool. There was no more portals.
"So this is the healing springs of Xanan? Not impressed." Zylon thought to himself as a large opposing figure came out of the pool. It was the Boss himself, he taken off his suit, leaving only the pants, there were enormous scars all over his grey body that had long since healed. His eyes were glowing a dim purple. His right arm a metal artificial one. Clearly Malakai's work.
"Well what are the odds of that?" Zylon thought, amused by the connection.
"Welcome Zylon, I think it time we had a proper fight. Wouldn't you agree?" The Boss asked of The Speedster.
"Yeah, it is time." Zylon agreed.
"No tricks, just our fists." The Boss said casually.
"And do you expect me to buy that?" The Demi-God asked.
The Boss chuckled, it reverberated off the stone walls.
"I doubt it." The Boss said right before he got kicked in the face so hard he went flying to the wall. The impact caused a small crack in the surface of where The Boss landed. The instant shock and pain didn't let up as Zylon came rushing in with a haymaker that knocked him off his feet. It was quickly followed by a uppercut that shocked him, it was like he got shot by a lighting bolt from Kai, The God of Lighting himself. But the hits just don't stop coming, he was being hit faster then what his mind could register.
"Where is Dialoco?" Zylon asked calmly as he sent a kick straight into the stomach of the Boss, knocking him a few feet away.
And then the rest of the blows that delivered by the Demi-God begin to register. It was maddening, He saw Zylon standing there calmly and yet he was still getting punched and kicked all over the place!
The Boss could tell he was holding back, just like that cuck Malakai.
"Beat me and you may get your-" Before the Boss could finish that statement he got superkicked up into the celling and into the room where most of his underlings were. To his workers, it was like a bomb went off underground, a cloud of dust blurred their visions. One of the mages under his employ used an Air Blast spell to clear it away.
"Boss!" Kelias said as she and others ran to check on their leader.
He grimaced, his jaw wasn't broken, but his entire ribcage just shattered again. And Zylon was on him before anybody can do anything about it.
To the rest of the crew it seem like The Boss just got flung into his chair and as soon at that happen got knocked over, taking his throne with him. The Demi-God rushed over and found himself flung to the ceiling and then slammed into the ground, face first.
The Boss jumped over, enraged. He slammed his fists into the ground where Zylon was previously laying. Zylon kicked him in the back, The Boss felt something break as he flew into another wall as many of his subordinates scrambled to get out of the way.
Kelias grab her knife and tried to enchant it again only for it to be taken away from her. Along with her belts of knives.
"Aw Cra-" Kelias couldn't even finish cursing before getting swept off her feet and into her wife's loving embrace. Kelias didn't know what the hell happened? But they were outside of the compound.
"Are you alright, my love?" Silivas asked her.
Kelias hugged her.
"Yeah, i'm fine now." Kelias said as she kissed her, there wasn't really much she can do now that she didn't have her weapons, and it seem like Zylon had spared her and her wife. Which she was grateful for. She knew when to quit while she was ahead.
The Boss felt the attacks coming from all sides. Was that punch from the left or the right? He felt a sharp kick to his ankles, just right after that he got punched in the mouth several times "He estimated by how many times his lip got busted".
"It seems that you decided to take this seriously, no matter." The Boss stated as he was swept off his feet, he opened another portal beneath him, Falling into it, the portal closes.
The Demi-God stopped and looked around. The group of thugs that were still there backed away from him fearfully. He only looked a little tired.
He sighed.
"Do any of you know where Dialoco is?" He asked politely to the crowd of thugs.
Nobody said anything, One of the golems step up, fixing to open his mouth before getting punched by another golem.
"Look i really don't want to hurt anybody here, just tell me where Dialoc-" Zylon got interrupted when two large grey fists came flying from different directions, one from below. Aimed right at his testicles, and one from behind, aimed right at his neck.
Zylon jumped over the two fists, noticing that The Boss was wearing spiked brass knuckles coated in a reddish slime. He recognized this slime from his father's trips, his father warned him about the Slavas Slime because coming into contact with it could lead to your nervous system shutting down and losing control of part of your brain.
"Seriously does he not have a name?" Zylon wondered about The Boss as he landed on his feet. His hand now emitted sparks of electricity. He punched the wrist of the Boss. A wave of electricity coursed through his veins as he screamed in agony, his muscles clenched up, His nerves was on fire, his hairs stood up on end. His arms instantly retreated back into the portal. He wanted to cry but he wasn't going to give that Demi-God Bastard the pleasure.
Zylon sighed and sat down on the ground, awaiting the next attack. Whether it be from the Boss himself or his cronies. All of the Boss's underlings could only watch. They all felt powerless, this wasn't the same Zylon who was just a hour or two ago getting completely destroyed by The Boss, Swano, and Kelias.
A giant portal opened beneath Zylon who smiled as he felled into it.
"Here we go." He said quietly to himself.
Zylon landed on the ground and looks toward The Boss, this whole area seemed familiar.
A bright light shined on the two combatants as a charismatic voice was heard, there was a large crowd all around them.
"WELL LADIES,GENTLEMEN, ELVES,DWARVES, AND EVERY OTHER SPECIES UNDER THE INDIGO SKIES! THIS IS A SURPRISING TURN OF EVENTS, WE HAVE ZYLON, THE SON OF TIME HIMSELF FACING OFF AGAINST THE LEADER OF THE CRIMINAL UNDERWORLD, lAFaRIUS. I'M YOUR HOST! MR.Z AND WELCOME TO THE CLASH AT MOUNT MAMMOTH!!!!" A masked man wearing a white suit told the crowd as they cheered their Gods-damned heads off at this new spectacle.
Zylon look around, doing a showman bow to the stadium crowd which they ate up.
"So Lafaruis is your name?" Zylon asked of The Leader of the criminal underworld. The Demi-God glad he didn't have to refer to him as the Boss in his mind anymore cause that was getting annoying.
"Yes, it is. But when you get to my status, names are meaningless. All everyone have to know is that you're the boss." Lafaruis said as he cracked his knuckles. A purple aura surrounding his hands.
"AND WAIT THAT NOT ALL! THEY WILL BE FIGHTING FOR THE LIFE OF A FAMOUS HOST, YOU KNOW HIM, THE OWNER OF HONEYDOGS HIMSELF, DIALOCO!" The Masked man in the white suit said as Dialoco was presented on a stage with a noose around his neck. The crowd gasped audibly, there were quiet conversations that went around the crowds.
"Is-is this even legal?"
"I knew getting front row seats was a good investment!"
"I mean i don't know that man that about to be hanged well enough to have an Cerberus in this race."
Zylon look to the stage, there was a trap door located right below Dialoco's feet. DIaloco himself didn't look worse for wear. His eyes were frantically looking around, his face was one of absolute fear.
"Don't worry Dialoco! I get you out of there in a minute." Zylon yelled out to Dialoco who nodded, confident that Zylon can take down Lafarius. He had to be confident.
Zylon would've just untie Dialoco and left with him but he had a feeling that Lafarius over there probably planned for that and have a contingency in place.
"THREE, TWO, ONE! FIGHT!" Mr.Z yelled out as Zylon was gone within the moment the word fight was uttered by the announcer.
Lafarius sighed, he anticipated this and that why he placed a barrier around himself, basic Light Arcardia. Used by healers to heal soldiers and civilans in the heat of battles. The unique thing about Light Arcadia however, it can be combined with elemental arcadia as Zylon found out as he went to hit Lafaruis.
His hands bounced back just an inch from the Boss's face, a burning sensation searing his fists. Lafarius went on the offense as Zylon ran around him. He can feel himself rising from the ground as Zylon was nowhere to be seen. Of course he knew that Zylon was using his speed to create a mini-tornado to take him off his feet. He placed his fist on the ground. A green energy surged from his hand into the earth below. He would have to dispel his barrier but that was a risk he was willing to take.
The ground surrounding the Boss split apart in an instant. And shot up into the air, catching the demi-god off guard but he quickly regain his composure.
The crowd went into a complete frenzy as Zylon stepped on each piece of the floating fragmented ground, he was barely able to dodge the sharp shards of rocks aiming for his head. He jumped off and landed a solid kick to the back of Lafarius's head. If this was anybody else, their head would've came completely off. Rolling on the ground like a tumbleweed.
But Lafarius wasn't ordinary, he had evolved beyond that.
The pain alone would've cause anyone else to cry for their parents, Lafarius grimaced biting his lip as he set up another barrier around himself and then quickly expel it, sending out a tremendous shockwave that broke the ground even further as Zylon was thrown back , the pain going throughout his nervous system.
Lafarius was never one to waste a opportunity so he charges at Zylon and slammed his fist into the Demi-God stomach, Zylon felt his body shut down. He was knocked off his feet with a haymaker that sent him flying to the crowds.
"WATCH OUT!"
"OH SHI-"
"I KNEW GETTING FRONT ROW SEATS WAS A BAD INVESTMENT!"
Zylon crashed into the seats, popcorn and soda spilling over him, a sharp pain in his back made him want to lie on his chest. Lafaruis jumped to where Zylon was and attempted to break his neck by stomping it, the sheer weight alone could've crack Zylon's neck just a little.
The Son of Myraniss managed to move out of the way just in time, Lafaruis landed on his feet and grab hold of Zylon legs and felt an extreme shock go out through his body. But he remained steadfast. He didn't give a damn who his parents was, he didn't give a damn about Dialoco. He didn't give a damn about the overbearing pain and the fact that his vision was blurry!
This was about respect.
Lafarius begins to slam Zylon into multiple chairs over and over again, he slammed him into the ground and into a couple of civilians who were trying to run away. The shouts of pain coming from Zylon was satisfactory but he wanted more. His nervous system was on fire. It felt like his eyes was going to pop out of his skull, Lafarius needed to end this quick. So he launched himself high into the air, still holding on to the Demi-God.
"You're quite formidable Zylon, you earn yourself a proper defeat." Lafarius told him as he pointed his free hand at the ground below, a series of hardened spikes made from the earth itself sprouted into the arena, standing at 6'ft high. Another technique he picked up during his travels, Elemental Arcadia surely is fascinating.
"Aww you too kind." Zylon told him, smiling despite the pain he was in, he felt his body locked up. But it didn't matter, he been building up kinetic energy for a while and now it was time to release it.
What the crowd saw next almost blinded them, there a flash of white, the haunting sound of Lafarius screaming in pure pain, the sickening impact of flesh hitting spike.
Once they regain their vision, they all gasped in terror, a silence fell across the arena. Even Mr.Z and Dialoco was speechless at this turn of events.
There laid the Boss, Lafarius. A spike coming out of his chest, another spike protruded through his leg, one tore through his metal arm.
"Well...D-done Demi-God." Lafarius managed to get out through coughing up congealed globs of bloods.
Zylon suit jacket and shirt was utterly ruined. There was dark purple bruises all over his body. He could barely think. And despite everything he still managed to stand up straight.
MR.Z slowly regain his composure and announced the victor.
"THE WINNER IS ZYLON!!!" Mr.Z yelled out excitedly as the crowd erupted into cheering for the Demi-God.
Zylon slowly walked over to the defeated Lafarius. His vision was getting a little blurry but that was ok. He knelt down by Lafarius.
"A deal a deal." Zylon told him calmly.
The Boss scoffed, like he was going to pull something at this state. He lost fair and square.
"Your friend will be released. You have my word."
Zylon look towards Dialoco who was getting released by Mr.Z. Within seconds he was there and grabbed the owner of HoneyDogs and went back to the nightclub.
Lafarius laughed, even though it pained him physically to do so. He haven't had a fight that good in a long time.