'Ahh...this powerlessness...'
Darwin's eyes dwindle in colour, hollowing each second.
'Trust can be easily broken. Now I understand now...'
An untold rage courses through his veins like the paralysis turning off his nervous system.
'I didn't understand his actions...Why did he help me in the first place?'
Staring into the horizon, the unchanging moon illuminated over Darwin's strewn, figure.
The quiet but swift footsteps comes ever closer. Their grotesque figure dawning his vision in the midst of a blur.
'Oh, he is coming closer.'
To be the devoured, Darwin couldn't blame anyone but himself, this is the Hollow life.
He truly let his guard down, it hurt his consciousness greatly.
'No.'
Throughout this journey, he had learnt what companionship was, it was interesting to say the least. Meeting new Hollows, obtaining vast amounts of knowledge dated in historical times.
Was this enough for him?
Darwin felt a part of himself satisfied.
'This is a good lesson. I must thank you Figgs.'
'Come closer…'
Hearing a loud thump from Darwin's sprawled and weak body, Figgs still walked towards Darwin without a sense of urgency.
"It's futile! Everybody I touch will be paralysed within seconds. Kindly be my next meal." Licking his lips, his smile distorts more and more. His hunger knows no bounds to the point his intelligence was impaired at the sight of Darwin.
Darwin's body shifted like the cogwheels of the platform in Third Stratos.
His acidic miasma leaks from his lips. Golden sparks crackles with each breath he takes.
"I must say. I am thankful for your help Figgs."
Jumping behind in shock, the sweat trickling across his brow betrayed his crazed facade.
"Impossible! How are you moving?!" He couldn't comprehend how Darwin's body was able to move.
Darwin, laughed for the first time, he then spoke, "Your power has a fatal weakness. It's just that your victims were either too weak or too scared to understand your ability to its core."
Before Figgs approached Darwin...
Darwin was looking at his own body with his scanning ability.
The route of paralysis moved in a predicable matter, hitting Darwin's back was the best starting point as it would spread out with efficiency.
Darwin quickly understood what made him unable to use his Reiatsu, the paralysis was restricting his access to it. But, in the heat of the moment, he used muscle control to prevent it from reaching his brain. It can be described as locking your neck to prevent blood flow and mainly blocking paralysis poison from seeping into his skull.
At most, he can maintain this for three seconds until he eventually dies due to loss of blood flow towards his skull section.
Laying down, mixed in with stones and rubble, he was feigning weakness.
If Darwin knew how the ability worked before hand, he would've control his Reiatsu to produce the acidic miasma and spread it through his insides, dissolving the paralysis poison before it reach further throughout his own body. But that was a risk he couldn't take immediately without understand the properties of the foreign substance.
Lifting himself up, Darwin sweeps the dust off him his body. His calmness stirred a wave of unknown emotions toward Figgs.
'How?! Did he purify the paralysis in under ten seconds?!'
He gulped, it was loud enough for Darwin to hear. In turn, this made Darwin feel a sense of superiority.
Darwin's neon green eyes begin to change colour, bloody crimson.
Figgs could tell by observing Darwin's eyes and demeanour that it wouldn't end without his death, no matter the circumstances.
Calling for help? He wouldn't care, he would chase him till the ends of Hueco Mundo in order behead him.
Without no time to waste, Figgs ran away, jumping the surface to wall, opposite of Darwin.
"Adios!" Figgs said while fleeing in retreat.
Without time to think, he hurriedly followed suit. A raging murderous intent painted a dark canvas over his once tranquil Reiatsu.
'You will die whether you agree or not.'
Figgs was a master of mind games, but what if it was met with overwhelming violence.
He kept running with his tail in between his legs, moving at speeds he thought wasn't possible at all.
Figgs' laughter, the dismissive attitude—everything was designed to destabilise and provoke his opponent.
This psychological turmoil Darwin is feeling, it seeped inside his soul deeply.
He thinks back to the previous comment Figgs had made when he killed the two Hollows in his prescence.
Observing his maniacal laughter, Figgs waved his arm with considerable strength, shaking off her grip and explained. "You shouldn't leave losers just so that they come back to bite you in the rear."
'You are so right Figgs!' Darwin grin turned ever more hideous, a distorted smile comparable to the depths of Hueco Mundo.
Continuing his chase with Figgs in the open space of Menos Forest, he vowed himself that he would kill him before he became that dog that would bite him in the back.
However, with Figgs wolf-like figure, he can utilise all his four limbs to move while in comparison, Darwin had only two legs to stand on.
The spacing between the two increases as time flew by.
Understanding that chasing alone is futile, Darwin channelled his acidic miasma with a tinge of paralysis, molding it into heavily condensed bullets.
Locking aim, ready to fire. His savage-like yell screams a defeaning doom and gloom at the prey being chased by the predator.
"Figgs! You will die today!"
'You broke my trust. YOU!'
Like the wolf he is, he knew how to retreat and pounce at his target. But today, it was a day he had not planned for.
His perspired face looked as if he seen a ghost, paler by the second. His eyes furrowed, scared beyond a doubt. The fear emanating through his instincts pounces back right to his mind telling him to never look back.
Furious, Darwin's emotions ran rampant, his Reiatsu explodes at an alarming rate.
His green acidic bullets turned bloody crimson, reflecting his deep hatred for the Wolf Adjucha running away from him.
Applying a new technique made on the spot. Darwin channelled his Reishi in a form of a propelling slingshot. Then, he placed the bloody bullets in the sling accelerating the speed multiple folds.
The surrounding environment envelops the sound of high mobility bullets with resonating loud bangs, reverberating his loud might across Menos Forest.
The bullets penetrated the back of Figgs causing him to limp and cough out blood. But, with unyielding and relentless willpower, Figgs manages to find his way to a ginormous, ancient building.
He immediately closes the door in front with the press of a button, sticking his cold, sweaty palms on the entrance walls as he pants heavily.
With a earsplitting howl, his laugh intensified, he cackles and said with unyielding confidence. "I won! You! The next time I meet you. It won't be like today and then I shall feast on your An—"
The door in front closed abruptly without letting the evil mastermind finish his final words.
The impenetrable wall surrounding the entire place was held up by Muro De Regla.
Smacking his arms on the ground, Darwin uttered with a powerful, heartfelt scream.
"DAMN YOUUUUU—!"