Laughing Matter

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I'd really like if you just edited to add using the energy sword to block her incoming attack or something.

@VitaVitaAR

Alright, edited that in

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Oh, I did have it in my mind that he was taking a more defense oriented approach, though I suppose I really should've described it more. All of that's edited in now though, but I'm not sure I really know what I'm talking about anymore...

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I can see the fundamental problem as being trying to feint someone that's onto berserker tactics: there's no defensive efforts going on, so you're just opening yourself up to being eviscerated.

@Raineh Daze

Can't disagree there, I suppose

@VitaVitaAR, I just edited my post so feel free to skewer him if that's what's going to happen

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If you say so

Gonna edit it later then

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Dlanor A. Knox – The Museum World

Oh, he was trying to get away.

How quaint.

The energy blast ripped the air as it hurtled towards her. Grinning wildly, Dlanor raised the Red Key and swung it in an arc. The crimson blade struck the blast and sent it tumbling off course, flying apart in two halves with a strange, hollow, ringing sound before each half smashed into the ground with a crackle of energy. Dlanor advanced, grinning wildly as blood continued to pour from her mouth and the open wound in her chest, splattering in a trail beneath her as she pointed the Red Key towards her target. Oh yes. He was a fool to believe that any of those attacks would stop her.

He was not a Witch, but a Wedge would pierce his heart just as it had pierced the hearts of so many before it. The Executioner's blade would find his throat.

"This trial is FINISHED..."

Dlanor's form blurred as she suddenly threw herself towards her target, splattering blood across the tiles as she single-mindedly aimed to do... whatever she could. Sever his head. Impale him. Cut him apart. What killed him mattered little, his death was all she sought in this moment.

"FINISHEDFINISHEDFINISHEDFINISHEDFINISHEDFINISHEDFINISHEDDEATHDEATHDEATHDEATHDEATH"

@VitaVitaAR

This is going to go on forever, isn't it?

Unfortunately, he didn't quite have that much time on his hands, but his attempts at ending it quickly ended in complete failure. Normally, he'd meet her charge head-on right about now, but something was telling him that might not be the best of ideas. So in response, he just roots himself right where he's standing, taking a completely defensive stance. He raises his arms in a guarding posture, preparing to block with his blade, and shifts the positioning of his feet so he'd readier to dodge an attack. All the while, he tries to relax whatever tension he has in his body in order to have smoother movements. Essentially, he's waiting for her to come to him, watching her rather erratic movements as closely as possible. If he can avoid what's coming, maybe he can effectively counter. Only time will tell, and he didn't have long to wait.

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Dlanor A. Knox – The Museum World

There was a wet, ugly thunk.

Blood sprayed out as the blade pierced Dlanor's chest, then exited her back, spattering the tiles with crimson droplets. It sprayed across her face and clothing, blood running down her body and dripping to the floor. Soon, blood bubbled up in her pouth as well, dripping down her chin. The sword had pierced clear through her chest and torn through everything within before exiting her back, resulting the gory outpouring of her vital fluids.

And yet...

Dlanor raised her head. There was pain in her chest.

But that could be ignored.

Everything could be ignored.

This was a trial. And execution.

Everything could be ignored.

Her eyes were wild. Dlanor's pupils contracted. Her mouth was open, her teeth almost seeming sharpened as her lips were spread into a wide grin, blood welling up from within her. This? This was hardly enough to even pause her duty! This was nothing! Absolutely nothing!

"This trial... is FINISHED."

Her golden arm lunged out in an instant, seeming to gleam as she aimed to latch onto the top of her opponent's head. As she did, she drew her head back to bring it fourth and slam her forehead into his, hard.

@VitaVitaAR

His energy blade found its mark. However, he was somewhat surprised to discover his opponent still lived after that, even smiling as blood poured out from her. She was resilient, he'll give her that. Before he can do anything else, she grabbed his head and then collided her's with his for a headbutt. Kiba's helmet rang from the impact and he backed a few paces away from her, unleashing yet another blast of energy from his left palm as he does so. He takes an opportunity to put a bit more distance between them, and quickly looks around to see if there are others waiting to jump in. Nothing so far.

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Dlanor A. Knox – The Museum World

The Red Key hissed as it bit into the tiles. So he had managed to roll out of the way... Dust clung to the crimson blade as she swiftly drew it from the ground, in time to see the armored man raised his hand and fire off a blast of energy at her. The shot washed over her immediately, striking her in the chest. The force would likely have caved her chest in if she was not an Angel of the Lord. As it stood, the wind was knocked out of her and the force knocked her back two steps, sending a painful, yet easily-ignored sensation through her. It also cast up a cloud of dust from the floor again, shrouding her target from her.

For a moment, at least. Taking a deep breath, she raised her golden arm and waved away the debris cloud, advancing from it. The Red Key glowed as it escaped the dust as well, visible even through it.

"Evading your fate... is USELESS..."

Dlanor took a step forward, slamming her foot down before lunging towards her opponent, swinging the Red Key in an arc aimed to decapitate him.

@VitaVitaAR

Kiba was slightly surprised she was still standing after that, though it doesn't look like she'd want to take more of those blasts. The small girl then started her counter-attack as she closed in and swung her weapon in an attempt to behead him. Kiba ducks the attack and rushes in, responding with a sword-thrust right for chest.

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Dlanor A. Knox – The Museum World

A small part of Dlanor's mind wondered how the armored man could jerk his body in such a way to make that maneuver possible. But the rest was preoccupied with his impending death, the execution she was certain would be arriving soon. There were other enemies nearby, but for now she was focused on her current opponent. She would systematically kill them starting with this one. Has his fist hurtled towards her hand, she raised her golden hand, and the armor clanked as she latched onto his fist. He would have to be smarter then that to manage to harm her.

"This inquisition is approaching its END!"

With that, she swung her hand downwards to fling him towards the ground, enough force behind her throw to make him crash to the ground and crack the tiles beneath him. In the same motion, she raised up the Red Key and prepared to swing it down and bisect the armored man with a single stroke.

@VitaVitaAR

Kiba hit the ground, the impact being hard enough to make a small crater on the floor. It hurt more than it should have due to the wounds he sustained during the surprise shooting. The pain still isn't debilitating, but it is somewhat worrying, since it reminds him that there might be more trying to gun him down or whatever other way they want to attack. As he lay on his back, Kiba sees his opponent swinging her weapon down, and he rolls to his right to avoid it, then gets up and responds with another palm blast, this time aimed directly at her.

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Dlanor A. Knox – The Museum World

Dlanor was unimpressed when the armored man attempted to use a debris cloud to block her vision. Of course, she had dealt with similar tactics before. She had even had her eyes cut out on one occasion. Even if the Red Key suffered under more limitations outside of her home universe, there was no way such a simple scheme would halt her execution. If she had guessed properly, his next attack would likely come from behind.

Sure enough, as the Executioner of Heaven turned, there he was, leaping towards her with a blade outstretched. Dlanor swiftly raised her golden arm, and there was a clang as the gauntlet struck the blade to deflect it. Without pause, she raised the Red Key and thrust the crimson blade of energy towards him, aiming for his midsection.

Dlanor could not help it, her catlike smile spread into a grin.

@VitaVitaAR

I guess it really was too obvious.

He twisted his body around to avoid the thrust and as he was doing so, he attempts to deliver a spinning backfist aimed right for her temple with his left fist, turning his dodge into a counterattack. This needs to end quick, otherwise the likelihood of another sneak attack would increase with every second this goes on.

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"Very well," Dlanor said, her catlike smile growing, as the thoughts of their deaths filled her mind, "As an executioner of heaven, I will stop at nothing to kill YOU."

With that, she erupted forward, the red haze around her feet igniting for a moment before she landed on the ground and sprinted the rest of the way towards Kiba. He was still the main target, as he had at the moment used the widest-area attack. Therefore, he should die first to prevent harm to any civilians.

Yes, he was, at the moment, the first victim of Dlanor's Execution.

@VitaVitaAR

As much as Kiba would like an extended close quarters combat, he still has to take into account practically everything else going on. He might as well attempt to be practical. From his left palm came two dark red blasts of energy, aimed not at her, but at the ground. The blasts threw up dust and debris. He then darts forward and at the last moment, dashes to his left and maneuvers around to get behind her. He lunges forward with his blade pointing toward his opponent. It was a rather obvious tactic, admittedly, but hopefully something that would give him the initiative.