Bruce leapt backwards, out of range of Vale's forward thrust. He knelt down and pressed his palm against the floor, immediately spreading his presence throughout the chamber. Tiles erupted upwards between him and Vale, and several portions of the walls changed into spiked pillars that shot out at alarming speeds toward Vale.

Jenso snatched the amulets from Luke's neck in an instant, and his father dropped to the ground, breathing heavily. In a few moments Luke lost his consciousness, and fell limp.

"Mwee~hee~hee!.. I was hoping for something a little more.. Interesting!"

Jenso's grip crumbled the amulets into dust, releasing the energy trapped inside. Suddenly, it solidified into a golden core, which looked identical to the other golem Cores he'd collected. The core fell to the ground, where Jenso could see streams of silver goo gathering behind him.

"Phooey!"

Vale's eyes scanned the room and he spun around, spinning his blade in a circular arc that wobbled up and down, almost like a top, directed to slash the incoming spikes and tiles out of the air. When the onslaught paused, even for a second, he dashed forwards again and slashed at Bruce, aiming to severe his jugular with an over-head attack. The blood pouring from the earlier slash in his stomach has already coagulated, but the wound did not fully heal.

Bruce reformed a bit more of the floor, manipulating behind him as Vale flew toward him. He broke the material down into sand, taking another spearhead from his waist. At the penultimate moment before Vale's attack would strike, he raised his sword again to stand between his neck and Vale's blade, aimed the sand particles at Vale's eyes and stabbed forward again with the spearhead.

Jenso walked over to the core and stared at it as it fell. "Looks like you've lost." Jenso stated, and suddenly sensed something behind him. He moved out of the way of the goo, making sure it was no longer behind him while launching another rocket punch at the core in order to destroy it from the left.

Vale followed through, pressing his blade against Bruce's as hard as he could. As the sand was launched up however, he cringed in pain. Bruce's spearhead went through, and pierced his chest, but Vale didn't back away. Instead, he leaned into the spearhead, angled his head downwards, and took a large bite out of Bruce's arm. In the same instant, Vale jumped away, and panted heavily as blood poured out of his chest. "Heh.. Heh.. It's about that time," He taunted, slowly looking up at the ceiling.

Moonlight poured into the room, and bounced off of Vale's pale skin. "Nighty.. Night.." He said, swallowing a mouth-full of Bruce's blood. The wound he left was relatively superficial, and he didn't get much blood, but in a few moments, the wounds along his body sealed up, and the blood faded into his flesh, leaving minor stains along his clothing. His body mass began to grow, turning from a skimpy, lithe body frame, to one much larger, and more intimidating.

"Ah... I should probably mention," Vale started, as his body settled into its new form. His eyes flooded with a crimson red shade and his fangs elongated even more, "I brought a friend!"

~

The core suddenly moved on its own, darting towards the edge of the room, where one of the holes was, and escaping at an alarming pace. As Jenso turned around though, the good was forming into something new. It took the form of a human, slowly gaining more and more details.

"It's been a while, Jenso," a familiar voice echoed. The legs of the newly formed being began to grow a chain-linked patterns, and the upper chest area developed a small white vest. As the figures abdominal muscles began to form, so did his hair, spiked and slicked back. His face was hidden though, obscured by that iconic black garment that Jenso knew all too well.

"Surprise!" Primsa shouted raising his hands.

Prisma didn't take any time. Suddenly, Jenso was surrounded by five of the metallic figures, all looking at him with the same, thinly-veiled eyes. "How have you been? How's the family?" Prisma widened his eyes and chuckled in unison with his clones.

"Right! I killed them all! AHAHAHA!"
"Right! I killed them all! AHAHAHA!"
"Right! I killed them all! AHAHAHA!"
"Right! I killed them all! AHAHAHA!"
"Right! I killed them all! AHAHAHA!"

~

Vale breathed heavily and sheathed his blade, reaching into his cloak, and pulling out a small ebony dagger. "Hahaha.. It's been a long while since I've been this invigorated!" He growled, wielding the Dagger as if it were a long sword.

Bruce straightened up to his fullest height, returning the spearhead in his hand back to waistband. He released more of his ki and flexed the fingers of his free hand, subtly sifting through the material in the room he had to work with. Once he'd released a good deal more ki, he maintained it at a certain output level, ready to form into a second weapon should he deem it necessary. The already concentrated energy in his sword condensed further, strengthening it.

Jenso glared furiously at the clones that Prisma had made, while taking note of the fact that the sphere headed into the hole. "YOU MURDEROUS FREAK!!" He roared at them, and got in a combat stance. 'Looks like he really is a golem then...I need to destroy his core.' He thought. He continued to turn up the heat in the room.

He feigned as if he dashed towards the clone on his left and would aim a punch at him, but stomped his foot on the ground instead. He dashed towards one of the clones on his right, launching a rocket punch at his stomach. As he did this, a white flame wave erupted from the ground where he stomped his foot at earlier, aimed for the left clone. He hoped Prisma would be mostly focused on his punch and not see the wave incoming.

Vale, from several feet away, rose the small black dagger over his left shoulder, wielding it in his right hand. Suddenly, the blade grew to nearly twenty times its length, over 15 feet, and he swung it at Bruce in a 45 degree angle, aimed to slice him right in half.

~

All five of the clones jumped up into the air as Jenso approached one, far out of Jenso's range, aiming their hands, which shifted into hand-cannons, at Jenso from above.

"What, no words of kindness for little old me?"
"What, no words of kindness for little old me?"
"What, no words of kindness for little old me?"
"What, no words of kindness for little old me?"
"What, no words of kindness for little old me?"

At once, all five of the clones fired condensed arcane blasts at Jenso in a volley, constantly aiming to disintegrate him entirely.

Bruce immediately reacted by making the ground just beneath him suddenly shoot upward at an angle to propel him to one side, toward one of the walls. As soon as his feet left the ground, he broke down the same material that had launched him into a viscous mixture of sand and mud, hoping that Vale's blade would get caught in it, if only for a moment. He also pulled out the spearhead he'd replaced on his waist again, thrusting it toward Vale, aiming for his face.

The elongated blade shrank back down to the size of a normal sword before coming into contact with the sand/mud mixture, 5 feet in length. In a quick motion, he deflected the spearhead, shattering it on impact with the force of his blade alone. Vale hissed and licked his teeth, dashing towards Bruce with his blade at the ready, and slashing at his Torso horizontally. Of course, the blade itself grew again, long enough to reach the wall opposite to him, tearing through a pillar that stood in its way.

Jenso stomped the floor yet again, and coated both of his fists in Ki as the arcane blasts headed for him. He dashed towards the edge of the room to avoid a portion of the blasts, while aiming quick punches at the condensed blasts that came close to him in order to reflect some of them right back into Prisma's clones. Where he struck his foot, another white flame wave would erupt right where he believed that some of the clones would land. He continued to increase the heat in the room, up to the point where it would evaporate liquid.

The Spheres that Jenso deflected back at Prisma simply dissipated as they struck his body. The portions of silvery flesh where they'd struck turned blue and crackled with electricity. As Prisma finished his volley, four of his clones disappeared, leaving the main body to fall into Jenso's flame wave. As the flames dissipated, he was left standing, completely unharmed, and crackling with blue lightning. "Kehehehe! Your magic is a useless waste of energy!" Prisma shouted, "With such little control, you can't hope to defeat me!!" Prisma spawned a single clone next to him, and a third in front of him. Both clones ran forwards with bladed hands, prepared to jump and slash at Jenso from above.

Meanwhile, Prisma's main body aimed its hand-cannon at Jenso, and fired another stream of arcane blasts his way.

Jenso blasted a hole in the wall with a white flame ball. He picked up Luke and put him in there quickly as Prisma's clones jumped at him. He created a circle-shaped flame saw within his hands and launched it at both of the clones at top speeds, aiming to cut them clean in half. He dashed further to the left to avoid their slashes and the barrage of blasts, launching more punches into the arcane blasts while his fists were still coated in Ki. Rather than aiming for Prisma's clones however, he aimed to launch the arcane blasts at the hole where his core had dissapeared into.

Bruce flashed an unusual smirk at Vale, redirecting the mixture of sand and mud from where it lay toward him, specifically aiming for his hands and the grip on his blade. He also bent down, touching the floor under him just slightly, suddenly causing it to vanish beneath him and let him fall down into a deep new hole. In the next instant, he shifted his ki into the oversized mace he'd used in the fire temple. With a shout, he hefted it upward, blasting the floor immediately beneath Vale with a tremendous impact from the huge weapon.

Jenso's attempts to attack the core were completely futile, as it had already escaped, and was long gone. Prisma's two clones disappeared as his flame saw came near, and Prisma himself morphed his hand back to normal before facing Jenso and widening his eyes. Prisma rose his hands and fell to his knees. "I surrender!" He shouted, spawning a clone behind Jenso. The clone attempted to put him into a full nelson, and Prisma slammed the palms of his hands against the ground, rising the earth around Jenso to trap his feet.

Vale's footing was upset, but as the mud and sand came flying towards him, he lowered himself to the ground. His blade shrunk again, and he pushed his body upwards, out of the mud's path, and onto one of the nearby pillars. With one hand firmly sunken into the pillar's side, he aimed his sword down at the hole where Bruce was hiding. Suddenly, the blade lost its rigidity, and grew into a whip-like weapon.

"How many weapons have you mastered, boy?" Vale shouted, whipping his ebony weapon towards Bruce from above.

Jenso glared at Prisma as he claimed that he surrendered. He sensed Prisma's presence behind him. He dashed to the right quickly to avoid the clone's grab, and hopped upwards to avoid his feet from being trapped in dirt. He dashed behind the clone in a circle quickly, aiming a low- sweeping kick at it's feet in an attempt to knock it off it's feet. He followed up immediately after this, launching a rocket punch at it with his left fist.

Jenso upset the clone's balance, but once again, as he aimed to strike it, the clone dissipated. Prisma kissed his teeth and dashed at Jenso, turning both of his hands into blades, and slashing at him wildly. He left a clone in his place, where he knelt before, which placed both its hands together, and began charging a ball of blue energy that crackled furiously.