Isamu perked up a bit. Hearing, Miyuki's voice had prompted him to speak. Even though he felt pathetic being the first taken out, he just couldn't wrap his head around the speed of King's follow up strike. Still, Takahashi, Miyuki, and Akira was still in the game, that meant they still stood some iota of a chance.
Isamu chuckled.
"Yea, I guess. Flinching or not, King definitely had you for a moment ... I panicked. I thought I was helping."Despite his tone, the youth was feeling pretty defeated.
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Having taken out one of gunpla's, King tallied his score to ninty-seven. Frankly their Force was the perfect example of
one of the reasons why he was untouchable. From the start they all had their own goals and actions in mind. Not once could he see any teamwork in place. Miyuki, especially. She allowed their past to blind her to her advantages and disadvantages. He wondered if she even considered her fault in her teammate's actions.
I'm beginning to think I might have been wrong about her. I never noticed till now, since we've never battled. Congeal and I will show her her place. But first...King's movements didn't have to slow down to dodge the spaced-apart shots. The Advent's method of creating distance and attempting to constrict his speed was a telltale of its lack of combat ability.
Too rigid. It lacks creativity, a flame. Perhaps he's suppressing it.The Congealed Meteor whiplashed through the beam fire, keeping tight when he needed and strafing wide when a true-chance presented itself. It was just too bad his sensors had informed him of the incoming projectile. He glanced in its direction noticing the distinct Unicorn themed shield. Surely it must've had a beam shield as well.
"You mistake your strength, Miyuki!" he barked, slamming his massive-sword into the Noire Shield, breaking it in the process.
King broke off from his pursuit of the Advent, ascending far above the both of them.
"And so have I." He eyed the Gemini's new form. The amazing NT-D system had been bogged down by the sheer number of weaponry the suit had. No matter how fast it was, it couldn't contend with his skill and Congeal's natural ability.
"... Miyuki." The Congeal's engine begun to whine and soon it became too high-pitched to hear. The powerful thrusters that glowed o' so brightly dimmed and very methodically, four of those six thrusters flowed from his back and begun to circle his body. Without those large diamond-shaped pieces on his back, the suit seemed to have thinned out. He held his massive blades at his sides; looking down at his enemies while his Meteors maneuvered within five-meters of him.
A single Meteor rushed off to distract, Miyuki, fueled by a powerful source-of-energy, it was nimble and quick, its erratic movements mirroring the Congeal, only it was smaller and a bit deadlier.
Meanwhile, Congeal moved at a relatively average pace towards the Gemini, his suit no longer the supercharged monster from before.
What ... What is this feeling? this expectancy and ...