03-07-2017, 08:57 PM
At the last moment, the cyborg dropped to the ground as his stolen blade sliced through the sky above his ebony locks. Without wasting a beat, he threw out a palm and fired a quick burst of ki at the woman’s knee. El Lago let out a screech and stumbled backward, but even as she fell, she maintained the focus to send a firehose-like burst of water into the machine-hybrid’s chest. At their rather intimate proximity, the burst tore through Seventeen’s pair of shirts and tore up some of his skin before he could twist free and topple to the ground himself.
Quick to not linger in one spot, the cyborg drove his palms into the ground and pushed himself up as a kick came swinging at the side of his head. Dropping himself back down, Seventeen rolled onto his side and discharged a burst of energy at El Lago’s chest. The female cutthroat let out a grunt, but before she could shake off the impact, the cyborg was on his feet and stomping his boot down into her gut. The first thundering crunch caused her to scream out, but it was the second that caused blood to start sputtering out of her mouth.
Holding out a hand, Seventeen willed the Power Sword into his hand and took a step back as a clearly broken El Lago struggled to pull herself together. The woman made it to her knees just in time for the cyborg to draw the little key trinket and jam it into the space between her collarbones. Her eyes glazed over as she reached up to try and grab at the now glowing object.
Seventeen smiled and took a moment to wipe a little bit of blood from the corner of his mouth. “...I know I should have a pun right now, but…”
With a fluid motion, the cyborg cleaved the woman’s head from her shoulders.
Before it had reached the top of its apex, the severed cranium of the woman literally crumbled into dust as if it had been turned into brittle paper. On the ground in front of Seventeen, her corpse likewise broke apart in a matter of seconds, becoming a cloud of rainbow colored dust that hovered over the ground for a few moments before drifting around the man’s boots. As he watched, the remains of El Lago faded into his body, and while he didn’t feel any different, he knew something had changed.
…Omnilium? Something tiny in the back of his head told him that he should know that everything here was made of the stuff, but he had never really seen it in action much.
“Looks like the lake got…” Seventeen paused to sneer. “Evaporated.”
Quick to not linger in one spot, the cyborg drove his palms into the ground and pushed himself up as a kick came swinging at the side of his head. Dropping himself back down, Seventeen rolled onto his side and discharged a burst of energy at El Lago’s chest. The female cutthroat let out a grunt, but before she could shake off the impact, the cyborg was on his feet and stomping his boot down into her gut. The first thundering crunch caused her to scream out, but it was the second that caused blood to start sputtering out of her mouth.
Holding out a hand, Seventeen willed the Power Sword into his hand and took a step back as a clearly broken El Lago struggled to pull herself together. The woman made it to her knees just in time for the cyborg to draw the little key trinket and jam it into the space between her collarbones. Her eyes glazed over as she reached up to try and grab at the now glowing object.
Seventeen smiled and took a moment to wipe a little bit of blood from the corner of his mouth. “...I know I should have a pun right now, but…”
With a fluid motion, the cyborg cleaved the woman’s head from her shoulders.
Before it had reached the top of its apex, the severed cranium of the woman literally crumbled into dust as if it had been turned into brittle paper. On the ground in front of Seventeen, her corpse likewise broke apart in a matter of seconds, becoming a cloud of rainbow colored dust that hovered over the ground for a few moments before drifting around the man’s boots. As he watched, the remains of El Lago faded into his body, and while he didn’t feel any different, he knew something had changed.
…Omnilium? Something tiny in the back of his head told him that he should know that everything here was made of the stuff, but he had never really seen it in action much.
“Looks like the lake got…” Seventeen paused to sneer. “Evaporated.”