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Soul Edge:
when shall we begin?
Soul Calibur: *noticing a change in behavior from its intrinsically linked partner blade, it attempts to warn David via energy fluctuations*
What's the—
<Snipped quote by Dynamics>
Soul Edge:
when shall we begin?
Soul Calibur: *noticing a change in behavior from its intrinsically linked partner blade, it attempts to warn David via energy fluctuations*
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The orb immediately comes down, but not before I refuel on energy, retaining my previous energy reserves*
Bastard.
*fires a concussive wave of energy throughout the dimension*
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*pulls one into me as it lands a blow to my side, and I grab it by the head*
Checkmate.
*amaranthine forms around us two, creating an orb of purplish hue around us*
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*each blade clashes with shards of amaranthine that form in the space around me, shielding me from most of the attacks, despite some leaking through, causing slight cuts to form in my skin*
How long do you plan on keeping your charade up, dynamo? You coward.
*the shards shoot out like a shranpel bomb into all nearby clones of you*
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He who believes in light without shadow is a fool, he who cannot live within both light and shadow is even more so.
The blade collides with my skull, cracking it faintly, and I grit my teeth*
You're anooying the hell out of me with these petty attacks.
*darts towards you in a flash, hitting you full on with planet-cracking strength in the sternum with a well placed punch*
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*amaranthine forms in my hand, soaking up as much energy as it can and forcing the rest to disperse around me*
You fight for a people that uphold the very system you vowed to destroy. You're a shadow of your former self. Allow me to replace you.
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*laughs at your feeble attempts, whilst visually admirign your blades. As you slice upward, I jump at the same time, landing on the tip of your upward raised blade, smirking*
And I fight on the behalf of an Existence that cannot fend against its tyrants. What do you fight for, a memory?
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*small cracks begin to appear on the surface of my body, but immediately reform moments after the attack's impact*
...a million cuts wouldn't suffice. A trillion wouldnt. Cut and cut, little swordsman. Fight against inevitability.
*another me appears from the blackness of space behind you, shoving a well placed knee into your side with world crushing power*
Your weak flesh is nothing compared to real strength.