The Dark Ages [Dark Data]

[Hiro Protagonist]

Hiro was roused from his second's pause by Samus shouting at them. "Not posing!" He yelled back, a second before the Black Knight's tremendous sword nearly gave him a too short haircut. He skipped back, heart thumping in his chest. Blood was pounding in his ears as they all danced the deadly cantata of the warrior. Hiro stepped forward and blurred, using his enhanced speed to dart in between targets.

Katana battered off the Morningstar Knight's pauldrons, a rapid flurry of strikes denting his gorget and bringing him worringly closer to decapitation. His strike true, Hiro disengaged towards the other Darklings. He refocused into sight right in front of the crossbow wielding Darkling, raising his katana as he crouched low. The bow went high as it was knocked aside by the glittering blade, the bolt going high into the stands and bringing one of the spectators down gurgling. A crunch sounded from behind him as Okor bodily flung himself at the wounded Morningstar Knight, Hiro tensing his stomach as he released a wide sword slash, catching the lightly armored crossbowman right across the chest and causing black bile to spill from a nasty cut.

The samurai turned on his heel, focusing on the next target in front of him. His was a fast, harrying style of combat. His allies, armored and sturdy, could take the hits these Darklings were dishing out. His best strategy was to worry their foes, distracting them so Samus and Okor could fell them for good. Then, they could focus on the Black Knight.

Who's massive gauntlet had just darted out and closed around Hiro's throat, lifting him bodily off the ground. 

"Hggk....Hhkkkk.." The hacker choked and squirmed three feet off the ground as the Black Knight crushed his windpipe. "Insect...annoying little bug. Leave the fight those those that can survive without fleeing every second." Hiro felt himself being thrown clear through the air, watching as both Okor and Samus had been too occupied fighting the other Darklings to save him. Not that they should have come rushing to his rescue. He was more than capable of taking care of himself.

This thought went through his head calmly, right as he hit the ground, rolling through a cloud of dust. Coughing and rubbing his neck, he struggled to his feet and started punching in codes on his wristcomp. "I am tired....of being thrown around." He spat a hunk of reddish phlegm on the ground, before a suit of glowing green armor surrounded his person and blade, his enhanced sensors activated. 

He dashed forward, leaving green tracers in the air as he redoubled his assault against all four Darklings and the Black Knight, leaving his trail behind him as his katana glowed and slashed at and through armor and limbs. He caught sight of Samus blasting the Sword and Shield Commander in the face with a sizable burst of energy, staggering him back at the same time Okor crushed the Greataxe Wielder's  breastplate in with a hefty strike.

Hiro pulsed in his datastructed armor, jabbing the emergency program he'd last used in Darkshire, biting his tongue for what he knew was coming next. "Hey Okor!" He yelled towards the plague knight, his left arm's armor covering beginning to darken and grow nasty spikes of red. "You didn't get to see me use this one last time - here's an encore!"

And he slammed his fist into the ground, red spikes jutting up from the battlefield and catching the Darklings in it's radius.

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Hiro used Totsuzenshi.
Hiro used T1 Power Up - Ronin of the Metaverse (1 OP)
Hiro used T2 Super Attack - Head Crash (2 OP)