Blinded by rage the Lord stared down into the pit where the breaking beast climbed to its feet, only stare right back up at Tetsue. Injured, surely, but enough to stand with such ease. Even in his state of rampant hate he could see this fight was going to be extaoridinarily tough on him physically and mentally.

"A God Killer. I once referred to myself as such. But I realized something that you too should address." 

The Lord tilted his head for a moment, as if anticipating a follow up but instead widened his eyes as the beast launched up towards him. He immediately drew his arms up to cross over his head and upper chest as if to protect his vital organs and closed his eyes, bracing for impact. It wasn't until after he felt the goliaths hands wrap around Tetsue's ankles that he realized he made a mistake.

Thrown like a rag doll Tetsue soared back to where he came with such force that it knocked the wind out of him momentarily, struggling against the air pressure of his speed to gain control over his body while everything became a blurr.

However, slowly but surely he was able to straighten himself up, thinking the monster was a fool for he was now soaring right back to his blade and he would simply pick it up mid-flight. A smirk, somehow, crossing his face despite the wind swishing his flesh upon his cheeks around like playdough. He then lifted his head, spiraling straight towards where his...sword...was...

His eyes widened in the short amount of time it took for him to cross the distance and instead of seeing his blade upon the ground there was another goliath running straight towards him. With no time to react, no time to defend, he merely looked on in surprise and that's when it hit him.

Literally.

The force of the creatures fist smashing into the face of Tetsue held a sound that would never be heard again within this universe while a shockwave ripped out vertically rather than horizontally upon either side of him, literally cutting the buildings cleanly in half before imploding. Tetsue, on the other hand, was launched back, except it wasn't as clean as his initial flight. His body skipped and dragged along the pavement with such force that even the slightest rock upon the road would bounce him back up into a vicious spiral before coming back down to the road to roll some more.

The God-Killers body finally slowed to a stop some thirty fight away from the breaking goliath, face down and not moving. His hakama torn apart while serious road rash appeared all over his body in patches. His face, of unknown conditons, hidden behind the curtain of red, sweat drenched hair.

It was then that the pressure of Tetsue disappeared entirely, leaving no trace of anger. No trace of hate. Nothing.

Was...this it?