05-01-2015, 08:15 AM
He would meet Hades with a clash of fists against steel, a hard knock from the spartan's elbow sending a spray of crimson from the vampire's nose. The god taking a moment to rub his elbow from side to side in Dio's face, laughing at the vampire as he did so. The mockery allows Dio to focus his vision through iron will even as it blurred from pain to return fire with a hail of attacks from his stand and himself, The World being on the opposite side of The God of the Underworld as they would do their best to lock him in place, the hail of buster fire and the Spartan's own attacks pushed the him back as The Preteen Machine came. Dodging and weaving through the attacks he'd push towards the Spartan, each step a dance between life and death where a single wrong move could end his life in an instant. He reached the spartan with a leaping attack, his stand appearing on the opposite side of the spartan to unleash a hail of blows with him as he finally closed the gap between The Possessed Spartan and his swords parrying each blow of Dio's that connected the collision releasing an explosion that exploded with a sound like a gunshot as his punches broke the sound barrier, each blow that connected leaving a small layer of frost on impact where it touched, and each time The World landed a blow time itself would rupture around The Spartan.
Then in a flash of movement, Whirda decided it was time to intervene, her clone sent out to break up the pair, and upon seeing the clone appear between them Dio's stand The World is ordered to break off the combat and throws Dio, the stand vanishing once it completed it's command. Dio catching himself for just a moment before the shock wave would knock him back down. Standing as he'd summon his stand. He knew that if he continued using this brash and straightforward approach he'd find himself the target of Whirda and Proto after Atelos fell. He was desperately in need of a new approach, and thus he thought for a moment on what his approach should be. A flash of insight bringing an idea to mind, Dio crossing his arms as he'd adopt an almost leisurely stance, Dio finding a way in spite of his injuries, in spite of the obvious exhaustion that wracked his body with pangs and lagged his movements, to come off as a man who not only looked down on his opponent, but also didn't even consider him worth fighting himself. His cape fluttering in the wind kicked up by the explosion as his Stand would meet Atelos in combat, answering the call of battle with a rain of blows. Each strike came so fast and strong that it's fists blurred with the last strike. Each fist becomes a thousand images of a fist as a cry of "MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA!" comes from the stand's creator. Yet, hidden within each fist was a force far more sinister than a regular blow, a strange effect happening as each punch that would connect, small cracks in reality filled with rainbow light appearing around the impact centers of The World's attacks. Each a time a blow came, those three blades flashed, the burning swords parrying blow after blow in spite of it all, it seemed as though the ultra hard alloy the blades were made of were capable of weathering this storm. Dio scowled, he knew that he had to rally the remaining primes to his side, thus he left the battle to his stand for a few seconds, turning to the others to speak.
"It seems you've finally revealed yourself! I knew something was up from the moment you magically appeared in the middle of the manor just as we happened to be leaving. You were really too obvious you know, attempting to undermine my leadership and sow dissent among my men from the start is a trademark of agents of the Underverse. Now that you've revealed yourself and your objective I know I cannot let Hell have something it wants. Thus today it will be a cold and merciless Dio that rids the world of your menace."
Dio said, adopting a pose, leaning back to an inhuman degree his arms held at a bent angle with his palms outwards, fingers arched as if grasping something. The vampire unleashing a cry of "WRRRRRY!"
Then in a flash of movement, Whirda decided it was time to intervene, her clone sent out to break up the pair, and upon seeing the clone appear between them Dio's stand The World is ordered to break off the combat and throws Dio, the stand vanishing once it completed it's command. Dio catching himself for just a moment before the shock wave would knock him back down. Standing as he'd summon his stand. He knew that if he continued using this brash and straightforward approach he'd find himself the target of Whirda and Proto after Atelos fell. He was desperately in need of a new approach, and thus he thought for a moment on what his approach should be. A flash of insight bringing an idea to mind, Dio crossing his arms as he'd adopt an almost leisurely stance, Dio finding a way in spite of his injuries, in spite of the obvious exhaustion that wracked his body with pangs and lagged his movements, to come off as a man who not only looked down on his opponent, but also didn't even consider him worth fighting himself. His cape fluttering in the wind kicked up by the explosion as his Stand would meet Atelos in combat, answering the call of battle with a rain of blows. Each strike came so fast and strong that it's fists blurred with the last strike. Each fist becomes a thousand images of a fist as a cry of "MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA!" comes from the stand's creator. Yet, hidden within each fist was a force far more sinister than a regular blow, a strange effect happening as each punch that would connect, small cracks in reality filled with rainbow light appearing around the impact centers of The World's attacks. Each a time a blow came, those three blades flashed, the burning swords parrying blow after blow in spite of it all, it seemed as though the ultra hard alloy the blades were made of were capable of weathering this storm. Dio scowled, he knew that he had to rally the remaining primes to his side, thus he left the battle to his stand for a few seconds, turning to the others to speak.
"It seems you've finally revealed yourself! I knew something was up from the moment you magically appeared in the middle of the manor just as we happened to be leaving. You were really too obvious you know, attempting to undermine my leadership and sow dissent among my men from the start is a trademark of agents of the Underverse. Now that you've revealed yourself and your objective I know I cannot let Hell have something it wants. Thus today it will be a cold and merciless Dio that rids the world of your menace."
Dio said, adopting a pose, leaning back to an inhuman degree his arms held at a bent angle with his palms outwards, fingers arched as if grasping something. The vampire unleashing a cry of "WRRRRRY!"