Legacy & War (Battle of Nippur)

[Proto Man]

With a smug grin, Gilgamesh discharged the bastardized buster attack. The ancient metal shuddered as the concentrated energy beam lanced outward, immolating everything in its wake as it barreled toward its target.

Proto Mouse had been momentarily taken aback by the king’s ability to replicate one of his attacks, but after the initial surprised faded away, the contingencies were already falling into place in the cyborg’s mind. Clutching a gauntleted fist over his chest, he narrowed his eyes and breathed out as a swirl of lights appeared in front of him.

When the beam found its mark, it struck the shimmering surface of the cybernetic fighter’s shield. The white surface held strong as the finish buster roared and burned against it. Within moments, the strength of the blast slowly started to fade, and with a grunt, Proto Mouse redirected what remained of it into an adjacent structure.

For his part, the cyborg stayed where he’d stood and watched as the dust slowly settled to the ground around him. As it did, he saw that the bloodied king was still standing, his arms gripped around the now dead barrel of the patchwork metal cannon. When he realized that his opponent was unscathed, one of the monarch’s eyes twitched subtly as he dropped the iron weapon and kicked it to the side of the street like a piece of trash.

He couldn’t help it.

Proto Mouse smiled.

“Does this amuse you, cur?” Gilgamesh rasped as a gate yawned open behind his bruised, bloodied shoulders. The blonde reached back to find something in the gate as his eyes burned holes through his opponent. When he drew his hand back, he was holding a long, elegant scythe nearly as long and wide as its owner’s torso. Hoisting the weapon up, Gilgamesh let the pole of the weapon rest against his shoulders. The monarch snickered as he gently rocked the blade back and forth, allowing it to catch a few rays of the sun. “Here comes the reaper.”

With a burst of speed, Gilgamesh rushed forward and swung the hefty weapon.

The rodent winced and leapt back, his legs barely escaping the downward arch of the blade as it smashed into the street and gouged through brick, stone, and dirt. Proto Mouse landed smoothly on his metal soles and watched as his opponent wrenched the weapon up from the earth and glared at him, his chest heaving as he glanced at their surroundings.

Before Proto Mouse could bring his weapon to bear, Gilgamesh dashed forward and lashed out with a wide, sweeping slash that was almost too easy to evade. When the cyborg landed on his feet after dodging the swipe, he quickly realized that he hadn’t been too far off the mark. A yard or so away, the scythe crashed through the corner of a building, effortlessly removing nearly half of the buildings first floor.

From behind Gilgamesh, a half dozen golden chains erupted from a portal, hooking onto parts of the four-story structure’s upper floors.

“Die.”

The chains all recoiled, and with very little supporting it, the building crumpled forward into the street.

And down onto Proto Mouse, who could only squat and summon his shield as the avalanche swallowed him.

Gilgamesh watched with a wide grin on his visage as the mouse was crushed beneath the building. “Mongrel.” He muttered as he returned the scythe to his collection of treasure. “Reduced to dust like all the other peasant scum.”

From within the pile of dust-laden debris, there was a flash of light as a blast of energy shot through the rubble and nearly took off Gilgamesh’s skull. As the king stumbled backward, he caught a glimpse of a red-and-black mass liberating itself from the collapsed structure. With a flash, a gate opened beneath the stumbling king and launched chains at his adversary.

Proto Mouse narrowed his eyes and lashed out with the Proto Sword, cleaving apart the glittering chains as they tried to snake their way around his limbs and throat. As the chains fell limp onto the ground before him, the cyborg glanced to their surroundings, his eyes narrowing as he swept their surroundings.

“All clear,” he muttered, almost to himself. “…all clear.”

A column of light touched down behind Proto Mouse, and in a flash of light, one of his brothers appeared. The mohawked machine nodded his head and held out a hand as a charge started to build in his palm.

Not entirely sure what was going on, Gilgamesh knew he didn’t like it, and he moved forward to put an end to it. Proto Mouse stepped forward, and the two were caught in a scuffle that ended only when the mouse threw the monarch.

Stumbling, Gilgamesh could only watch as the bomb hit the ground before him.

Used Tier 1 Super Defense -1 SP
Used Tier 2 Super Attack Mega Bomb -2 SP