The Lord stared on with his crimson gaze narrowing ever more as adrenaline rushed through his body. It as more than just a feat to not only hit the God-Killer, but to sustain a blow amplified by so much as the beast had done...it was almost admirable. But he could tell the creature understood that if it wanted victory over Tetsue, it was going to come at a cost.
The thought made the Lord smile.
However the creature had landed and opened its mouth and immediately Tetsue drew a cautionary breath, anticipated a full blown physical assault. Something he felt he could handle without dread. But he was mistaken; the creature seemed to release some sort of mist or fog of ebonic hue from gaping pours in its body and drew it to a center before him. This alone had the thin hairs upon the Lord's arms raise in anticipation, especially as the screeching sound erupted throughout the streets.
What in the name of Mokushi is that?
Immediately the Lord drew into a stance that would most likely be driven into the mind of his enemy as something to fear. His wounded left leg shifted behind him before bending both knees and hunched over before sliding his massive God-Eater onto his back diagonally with the handle peering over his right shoulder. This stance alone would echo through the ages for what he was about to do. With his right hand tightening around the exposed foot long handle he felt pressure building up within his joints as the air around him became distorted, like fumes as his entire density thickened, creating a small gravitational pull that reeled in small rocks and pebbles, even an innocents shoe.
"Alright...so we're going to play this kind of game are we...?" He whispered to himself in a thickened growl, beyond curious as to what the now massive ball of swirling chaos before the beast would do. And then it fired. The speed of the ball was impressive, scaling the distance like it was nothing and giving Tetsue little more than a second or two to react. Though, he had no insight of the creature that followed suit.
The Lord braced himself with the little time he had before whispering under his breath, "Battoujutsu; Falling Moon to Rising Sun." The pressure that had quickly built up within his joints released in a vicious wave that repelled the earth from around him, tearing up the pavement into large tar spikes as he pulled forth upon his God-Eaters handle.
Except, the God-Eater merely raised to become horizontal with the Lord's shoulder, the bottom aiming directly at the death ball before behind held into place simply from the sheer speed of Tetsue's movement. Instead, it would be revealed that the handle actually belonged to another blade, one that lay dormant within the God-Eater - which had merely been an edged sheath. Tetsue drew the five foot long crimson Metashi blade forward out of the God-Eater, slashing downwards in a diagonal slash to his lower left side. Unlike it's Black Metashi counter part, the red Metashi was far less dense, but this aided its ability to cut while in this state - being able to cut at a molecular level with how sharp the edge was.
But this was not all that he had done, for this was a Battoujutsu; the art of drawing and sheathing a sword with impeccable speed. The moment the sword had fallen completely, the speed and force of the unsheathing was so intense that it created a vortex like vacuum upon the sheaths entrance, pulling the massive black sphere into its depths, disappearing into the universe that existed within the God-Eater. And now, the return of the blade, reversing its slash the double edged God-Slayer drew right back up, colliding with the Beast's sword and slicing through it upon a molecular level, though not all the way through given the distance, before resheathing into the God-Eater and locking into place.
All this in a matter of a second or two and although Tetsue's amplified abilities increased his speed and force, this did not make him naturally fast. With the sphere gone and his sword resheathed, the distance between the Beast and Tetsue was disgustingly close to Tetsue's surprise. He had not inticipated the beast would have followed his attack as such and was forced to quickly spin around and lower himself even more before feeling the massive strike of the Beasts sword against the God-Eater that rested upon his back.
The force was so powerful it fired Tetsue forewards back into the building he had climbed out of, only this was a full blown strike. Building after building the God-Killer punctured and exited until finally he rolled to a stop within the middle of a building about six or seven streets away. Now, the Lord sat lazily against a broken in desk that was forced to morph to his body with his giant blade out in the open street infront of him. Blood slowly tricked down his face from his forehead, his breathing increased heavily. With an eye now almost forced closed from the impact he stared up through the darkness of his dwelling stage and watched through the debris and the tunnel his body had formed.
"Alright...it's going to be like that..." he growled, his anger becoming more potent while the air around his body began to dilute to the raw pressure as if his emotions were becoming a physical reality, distorting ones vision around the building from how intense his rage was becoming.
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