The destructive stomp of Eskal caused the whole building to collapse to the ground. Debris filled the area as dust covered up the view. Amie was forced into a corner barely clinging onto life as her left foot was crushed by the heavier debris.
Silence filled the dusty area waiting for the dust to clear up. Amie could barely remain awake. She can't think of anything properly her head was spinning, she felt like vomiting, she feels the excruciating pain from her crushed foot.
Amie grunts trying to lift up the heavy debris but it was of no use. Her blood vigorously flowing from her wound painting the surrounding area in red as the moon shines upon the scene through the roofless building.
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It was disappointing
Eskal laments over the fact that Amie refused to open her eyes to the truth and turned towards the side of 'justice'. Nevertheless, Eskal doesn't intend to kill Amie in the slightest: she poses no threat to him, she's his type, a total cutie with more than enough courage.
To Amie, this was the nightmare she never wanted to be in, a scenario where she was helpless to do anything. A scenario where she thinks that she could have done better yet at the same time there also remains the fact that such thought is just wishful thinking.
A completely helpless scenario-
A nightmare that scares her--
A nightmare she will never wish upon her worst enemy-
Eskal observed the helpless noble girl who had wet herself from shock and fear. Her disgraceful form itself excited him. Her constant teeth chattering brings him calm. Her teary eyes brought a smile on his face.
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The disturbing, disgusting slushy sound of flesh could be heard. The noise echoes throughout the empty streets and within the blink of an eye Eskal came flying at the wall although not necessarily injured. His eyes look as if he had seen a ghost, he was all pale and shivering.
He waved his hand towards whatever thing sent him flying creating a deadly breeze towards the direction destroying everything in its path. The noise seemed to stop only for the slushy squish of flesh to be heard again.
Frantically -
Eskal keep throwing series of fatal attacks towards that same direction effective destroying everything else other than his intended target. Once the dust settled a naked boy emerged--utmost determination in his eyes. Eskal panicked, he tripped, he fell flat on his face though he was not injured.
All of these phenomenal displays was due to the Chaos Scroll binded to Eskal.
With this ability Eskal have remained undefeated since the moment he came to this world. It essentially allows him to manipulate the destructive outcome of an attack or an event or reverse it.
Invincible, godly, inhumane, monster.
This power grant Eskal the callings of such. However each use depletes a large portion of his mana. On top of that, he have to perceive the damage himself. These flaws stopped Eskal from rampaging freely.
In other words once his mana ran out he's considered good as dead. To maneuver around this weakness he often brought several artefacts to instantly supply him with more mana every moment. However the supply itself is not infinite.
It was getting worse for Eskal
En was no longer affected by his attacks. His once one-shot attacks prove to be futile against the supposedly weak boy before him.
To explain why this happens let's take a look at what occured during the short time En died.
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The room was filled with mists. Flames of all colours burned in all directions. Blood flows from ruined pillars. The cracks on the pillars seemed to be filled to the brim with jellyfish, squirming around in and out making disgusting noises. The flames will occasionally burn those jellyfish but they will quickly regenerate. Soon a creature of mythology.
A well famed dragon of the sort came landing slowly, each flappings of its wings repel all the flames and jellyfishes, they seem to scurry away from its presence.
Within the centre of such a bizarre environment lays En, his head replaced with flames comprising of a beautiful combination of magenta and crimson. His left hand covered in bruises and in place is his right leg lies a huge whole in which jellyfishes seemed to crawl inside.
As En took notice of the grand presence before him he could only sit still, unable to move or speak whether it be from fear or his physical disability. But since this is clearly a spiritual plane it's weird that he would be bound by his physical limitations. Nevertheless, the fact lies that he can't move, he could only look up. His missing head... It was more of his neck that is connected with the flaming orb that tilts upwards to have a better look at the being before him.
He waves his arms around in the air, they seemed to work just fine but when he tries to move his legs they were incapable of moving. Such a situation left him utterly confused as to why this would be so. En even thought at some point that his soul must have been taken by some creature. After all, such a creature exists.
Reluctantly and eventually, he soon got bored and decided to try and find out what's going on. And so, begins his arduous task of crawling closer towards the Dragon in hopes of drawing its attention if close enough. He grunts throughout the process, he was not in pain, he was not exhausted but it just seemed like the natural noise to make.
Within the darkest field of the after life En crawls towards the creature of uncertainty. Only its mere silhouette visible.
Once he crawled by the Dragon's foot, he settled himself in a proper position and called out with the loudest voice he could muster-
"Oh Mighty Being, if you would not mind may I ask you a thing?"
The Dragon turned back initially with irritated glare but once it noticed En it seemed to smile with happiness and fulfillment. It's as if the dragon itself has been searching for him and has just now succeeded.
The Dragon then stands in a proper position so as not to accidentally destroy the nearby ruined pillars with its tail. As the flames returned it finally illuminates the surrounding area displaying the Dragon's shiny emerald scales, it's ruby like eyes and it's silver like skin and it's flaming hair which consists of golden flame.
The atmosphere screeches, the clouds crawled away. The ground shivers, the air trembles. Reality itself defied its very own principles.
Suddenly from where the great Dragon stood, magenta flames erupted from the ground engulfing it, touching even the highest layer of the sky.
Then once the flames settled what stood from the place where the previous phenomena is a women in her supposedly early 20s.
The lady brushes her long lustrous crimson hair, laced with faints of gray at the tips. Her emerald like eyes made contact with En's supposedly 'head'. And her snow like skin enhances her figure. Dressed in a golden gown she slowly approaches En with a quiet smile.
The gentle yet firm footsteps echoed inside the broken reality defying environment. Once she was close enough she gently carassed En's flaming orb like head. The parts she touched must've been his cheeks had it been normal.
Then with a gentle and soft voice she whispered -
"Do you want to enter a contract with me? I'm sure you'll love it."
En was bewildered still shocked from the transition from the menacing Dragon to this beautiful lady. After a short second of pausing he replied:
"If it's a contract that makes me stronger I'll give you whatever you want in return"
As he muttered those words he bit his tounge, more so from his uncertainty that he said was the right thing. In fear that the lady would take advantage of him or even worse if she hates his response, might consider ending him.
The lady swiftly replied. Showing that his fears were for nothing. Her tone kind and understanding yet... ominous. There was just so many things that remained uncertain about her.
"I'll grant you power. But as of now you can't host more than one yet. I want you to grow as a fighter and train your Soul Force to host more of what I can offer"
"Even just one will do so please give me strength I'll do whatever you want"
"The fact that you enter this space means that you finally fulfill the conditions needed. I must congratulate you on that one. Secondly, I must inquire how did you die?"
En was a bit overwhelmed with emotions recalling the scene. It was vivid. In fact, he didn't notice it until it was too late but it was that very lack of information that terrified him the most. His flaming head starts waving around hazardously occasionally grazing the lady's hands.
He went on to tell her everything he can recall and what he speculated was the cause. Not showing a shred of hesitance in doing so maybe because it's a cute lady that make him lower his guard.
After getting the gist of the situation the lady snaps her fingers and winks with a smile that carriers a mature charm. She cut open his chest area. Blood didn't spill out, there were no organs and there certainly was no pain, she then bit her index finger spilling a huge droppings of flaming blood onto the open wound.
"It would be wise for you to utilise this to the fullest okay? I can not do that since I can keep regenerating infinitely.
What I grant you is a Scroll Technique called
With that she tapped on En's forehead before silently chanting something with her beautiful lips.
When En regained consciousness what awaits him was the fact that he was laying on the ground, besides him was an unknown figure who seems to have trouble navigating through the smoky dust. He tries to get up, wary of the figure besides him suspecting it to be hostile.
Just as he thought the moment Eskal notices En he waved his hand, causing En's body to explode apart. But within the same time that he died he was back in shape, as if that never happened. Eskal waved once again but this time En didn't sustain significant damage which may be for the worst as he groans in pain grabbing his intestine which was pouring out, frantically trying to put it back.
Eskal followed up another attack on him killing him once again and yet he was once again back in shape. Eskal aimed for his head but this time his attack did nothing to En. All these violent and bloody exchange spanned for 45 seconds.
This time En tripped Eskal and throws him with all his strength towards the wall and follows up with a barrage of punches towards Eskal's faces. Each punch constantly being more meaningful than the previous one. Essentially gradually erroding Eskal's defence with each strike.
Eskal throws a jab at En's chest momentarily making him pause which was all Eskal needed to follow up with 3 punches each from both his fists following with a roundhouse kick which throws En straight towards a big, sharp building debris which pierced his head instantly killing him.
In an instant En was back in shape but immediately died again due to the worst possible position he's in. These respawning loop reoccurs for 18 times which spanned for 12 seconds before he finally gain resistance to stab attacks which saved him.
En pulled out the debris and throws it with his full strength at Eskal which pierced him in his guts. This bewildered Eskal as he was not even supposed to be affected by a mere projectile. Yet he's there, bleeding from his guts. Perhaps the barrage of punches he recieved from En had weakened him enough already.
The explanation for such confusing battle is that Eskal's
A wall of condensed mana came slamming at Eskal yet causing him no harm at all, only pinning him towards the wall due to the force exerted.
But this was just perfect for En who followed up with a cross punch followed up with a jab, a hook and eventually a full powered first slam in his face. He eventually broke Eskal's nose and then blinded him and eventually... Blood spills more and more and the sound of skull breaking could be heard. Eskal's eyes popped out leading to a bloody scene.
The blood writes En's ultimate and predestined victory.