@Wraithblade6@Teoinsanity@supertinykingIt seemed the strange mage had traveled here by accident. He had never seen a teleporter, much less an experimental one, but he had an idea of what such a device would do. But this man was not his responsibility. Considering he clearly had magical abilities he would survive fine here, at least if he stuck to the more populated areas. And somehow he had the idea this guy was more dangerous than he was letting on. As such he chose to ignore the mage, focusing on the problem at hand. This man would just have to spend the rest of his life in Tartaros, Kisaki had more important issues on his mind.
Speaking of which....
A foul stench filled the cavern, followed swiftly by the pitterpatter of dozens of little goblins. Kisaki had faced the little green critters before, although these seemed slightly different. Far more aggressive, potentially even less intelligent. But they were but the opening act, and the main show soon made itself known. A hulking behemoth of black steel and unnatural flesh made itself known, it's red eyes betraying an impossible rage and a surprising degree of intelligence. It wielded an immense cleaver, a weapon designed more for intimidation than for actual combat. But Kisaki had no doubt the strength behind it's swing would allow it to slice through even steel armour, making the blade itself almost a superficial addition. It seemed the minions of this Asmodeus had indeed found him, and they were not looking happy.
A wave of fear struck him, the supernatural terror tearing at the edges of his resolve. Kisaki stood, but he could feel the chill taking a hold of his soul as the massive demon charged him. It tore through rocks like they were but tissue paper, and it's intentions were made clear. A calming light emerged from the blade he now held, holding at bay the supernatural aura of fear this creature exuded. But even with his mind guarded against such manipulations, a perfectly natural fear had quickened his heart beat. His breathing was quick, but controlled. His body tensed as he stood opposite another challenge, another obstacle that might take his life from him. He faced death, for those were the stakes of this battle. But it was not just fear that sped up his pulse, adrenaline surging through veins and excitement bringing a grin to his face. The thrill of battle, knowing that he was betting all that he was, and all that he could be, on body and mind alone. The judgement of steel and flame, the reaper clad in blades. As he faced the demon his heart leapt for joy, his fear turned to determination.
Granite boulders were smashed aside, a large rock flying in Kisaki's direction. He deftly sidesteps, as he focuses his senses. Every vibration that touched his skin was an indicator, even among the chaos of the battlefield. Every subtle motion was a potential dagger to the heart, every shadow a sliver of steel sliced across his neck. His power would be useless if he failed to anticipate the attack, and his battle-hardened body was merely that of a mortal. As he expected one of the goblins darted at him from the shadows as it's brethren leapt upon those behind him. An easy kill, a stealthy attack from the side as the big beast distracted him. But Kisaki was ready, and he merely moved the blade to the side in a blurringly fast motion. Not inhuman, perhaps, but at the peak of human potential. Eclipse's edge sliced through the goblin's rusted blade like a hot knife through butter, and as Kisaki resumed his pose the two halves hit the floor nearly simultaneously. A hint of burnt goblin filled the air, as the corpse quietly sizzled behind him.
The creature had closed the distance. It was fast for a being of it's bulk, and most mortal warriors would have been struck down before they could move. But Kisaki was no ordinary warrior. Gliding over the ground as if it were ice he elegantly stepped aside, the very movements of the air betraying his opponent's moves. The demon showcased it's unnatural speed as it instantly jumped aside, the tip of the white blade flashing across it's armour as it immediately retaliated. A wide sweeping arc, difficult to dodge. It was relying on it's superior strength to win it the day, but Kisaki had no intention of facing the force of the creature's blows. He leapt into the air, gravity losing it's grip on him as the cleaver sliced through empty air. He moved with grace even mid-air, a slight manipulation of the kinetic energy in his body allowing him to alter his course mid-flight. The white blade swept down like a pendulum as Kisaki passed overhead, and it drew a line of white fire across the creature's shoulder. Kisaki was forced to launch himself away from the creature as it's claws shot out towards him, attempting to crush him in their vice-like grip. Yet he landed safely a few meters away, already in his fighting stance.
The two warriors stood opposite one another. Demon and man. Kisaki held the blade in his right hand as his left was used only for balance. Just holding Eclipse weakened it, and Kisaki knew better than to rely on it's superior strength. But the loss of that strength was worth it, for this blade sliced through the demon even with only half a ton of pressure behind it. He had no doubt lesser weapons would have merely bounced off of either it's armour or it's hide. Even now white flames billowed from the wound he had caused, and he could tell that they pained the demon from it's rage-filled expression as it silently studied him. Or maybe that was just it's normal face. But he had struck a blow, and both of them were aware that had he hit the head, the fight would have ended right there.
Grinning, Kisaki flipped the demon the bird with his demon arm. He then raised his newly acquired blade in expectation of it's attack.
