Reincarnation I

[Larfleeze]

Chakravartin looked to the swordsman, and then to the traitor. Work together? Feh. It was bad enough that both Taihou went off against him without any method of defense- if he wasn't so hardy, he might already have died. 

"Fine, fine." Chakravartin said, "I was going to put all the Dante's Abyss nonsense behind me, but if you wish to fight, I have no problem putting down the both of you." 

Cirrus shifted his weight, eyes gliding over the swordsman, he smiled, "Whatever, I'm down for a three-way." The violet skeletal hand shifted around, shrinking, before splitting into four. Two of the purple Palace Hands then began to elongate, growing out a sword. "Fist of the Vampire: Fist of God: Spinning Death Palace Hand!"

"Your attack names are so long." Shinmen said, smirking, before rushing forward with his own blade. Cirrus' movements were like lightning, darting towards the swordsman, who seemed to be ignoring Chakravartin for the moment. Shinmen swung, only to find his blade clashing against the glowing violet broadsword, Cirrus still on the move. The stolen Palace Hands orbited the hybrid in a blur, becoming almost a solid purple ring around him.

Takezo took a step back, furiously trying to keep his eye on the two blades mixed in among the four hands, and deflecting them when it came for him. 

"Hyaa!" Takezo swung the blade down in a sudden strike, and grinned savagely as one of the purple swords was simply shattered under his superior strength. 

It was at this moment that Chakravartin grew tired of being ignored, he created a Taihou, before launching it into the battle. Cirrus simply backed off, and Takezo batted the beach-ball sized explosive away harmlessly with the side of his blade. The roiling orb of energy didn't go off, simply rolling away from the battle.

"Tell me, swordsman, what is your name? I never caught it. Me and my comrades in the game simply called you the demon." Chakravartin asked, "You're content killing Vampire first, correct? And you have a code of honor?" Chakravartin eyed the two of them, "I'll let you murder them if you wish, I can wait a week for the traitors to come back. But before we begin our battle, would you permit me the chance to summon my swords? I'd prefer to go into this battle armed."

"Hah! It's adorable that either of you think you can kill me." Cirrus said, smiling, "But swords, Kong? You didn't use them when you were attacking Earth. Where are the fifteen-story tall hands? The massive statues the size of meteors? The city-leveling energy waves?" Cirrus smirked, "You can't even fly any more."

Chakravartin sneered, "Well, swordsman?"

Cirrus shrugged, backing off at speed, before making a wide turn to end up behind Chakravartin. "You're scared, aren't you God? Vampire thinks we can kill you for good like this." he said quietly, the remaining Spinning Death Palace Hand began to turn, blindingly fast, far faster than Chakravartin's own version, and the golden-robed Saru quickly began to melt, hurriedly moving back away from the blade as he did so. The golden puddle began to move away, and Cirrus formed a violet Taihou, dropping it on the puddle and watching it splatter apart. It was just kinetic energy, but it was satisfying for the sadist all the same, "Nuh-uh, God. You're not getting away from me." the purple-haired young man grinned evilly and returned the Palace Hands into the Fist of the Vampire's skeletal true form. 

"Thank you for the meal!" he announced, before driving the claws into the puddle.