Part Two – In which a battle is fought and won?
"Who's going then?" Kitty asked, fitting her black blade to her launcher. Max stepped forward to be blocked by Kai.
"I am."
"Don't worry, I'll try and make it quick and painless. "Kitty said as black eyes met brown. For a second the gaze held. Kitty was the first to break away. There was something un-human in those eyes that made her afraid. She turned away; steadying her voice she said " Lets get this show underway then."
"Let it rip!"
"Let it rip"
The black and blue blurs of the blade zoomed around the smooth surface of the dish. They twisted around each other, but each contact that was made was countered; the blades appeared to be equally matched. The two bladders stood silently by the
Dish, letting their blades do the talking.
Kenny was sat by the side of the dish, the others clustered around him and Dizzy "Come on Dizzy, I need the information on her blade now!"
"Alright, alright! I'm only a humble machine, ohh this is gonna be fun!"
The two bit-beasts emerged from the blades Kai's fiery Dranzer un-folding his wings and screeching, Kitty's beast rearing on its hind paws growling.
"Dranzer, finish her!"
"Driamer, knock him out!"
The two blades connected in a blinding flash of light. For a moment no-one could see the outcome, dazzled by the light.
"But, but who won?" Kenny whispered.
"Neither chief. Dead on draw. Completely equal. Nothing to separate. Perfectly synchronized ending …"
"Alright Dizzy I get the idea!"
Kai picked up the black blade that had landed at his feet. He twirled it in his hands, inspecting it. When he had finished he walked over to its owner. Kitty bobbed down, emerald locks brushing the floor at Kai's feet eyes never leaving his. She too inspected the blade she now held. They returned each others blades.
"Nice blade design," Kai sneered before sweeping out of the room.
"Kitty's eyes followed him to the door, a harsh expression in them. She stood silent for a second and then turned to the group a mischievous look replacing the one of stubborn ferocity she had worn just moments before, "Tyson, I believe you're the one buying lunch."
Ray laughed and clapped her on the back, "You're one of us already!"