The figure was a little if at all shorter than Edd, and had untamed black hair. He glared at Max with a sense of the utmost seriousness.
Max: "I don't know who you are, but if you don't mind me asking, what's in your head? Do you even know with whom you deal, boy?"
Figure: "I know exactly who I'm dealing with, Max. But technically, you're not the real Payne. Is it a shock to see that someone knows your secret, Operative?"
Indeed, Max narrowed his eyes, grimacing.
Max: "Who are you?"
Figure: "If you're wondering whether or not I'm human, then put your mind to rest. You bunch here aren't the only Super Saiyans in this dimension."
The figure barely moved, but a greenish yellow aura flared around him, undulating at first, before his hair spiked upward, and turned golden yellow. He was a Super Saiyan. As the others, including Max, stood gaping in perplexity, he dived to Max's side, and punched him fiercely once, sending him careening over the smooth landscape. The figure dashed to a point some fifty yards to the side of where Max would have landed, and prepared an attack. He moved his hands, one by one to a position that his forearms were facing up and down, and his elbow with the upper arm made a right angle in front of him. When he did this motion, his wrists flicked, his palms facing him. He then slammed his open hands together by the sides, and let his hands come together as if in prayer. He then moved his wrists up, fingers still touching each other, flexing them. He then rotated his wrists outward, and spoke the name of his attack while letting his fingers flex until they sprung forward, and he moved both arms in a wide horizontal arc releasing a wide, but not tall, pulse of energy that headed straight for Max, who was still heading across the figures range of targeting.
Figure: "PLASMA SHOT!"
The energy pulse swooped across, just as Max caught himself with one hand, and used it to flip once, just outside of the attacks point of damage. He was still looking in the direction of the attack, as he landed a hundred feet away from the attack, only just able to land right. He turned in the opposite direction to find the figure there. The figure searched his back quick, and threw two thin curved swords from twin sheaths. He let them go, and grabbed them the right way, so as to hold them properly for attack. Max didn't have time to react, the figure being so swift. He quickly made several smooth arcs with both blades, slicing through Payne's body as though it were butter. Max had an eternally shocked look on his face, as he was sliced into several pieces, not yet falling considering how sharp the blades were. Finally, he ended it by taking his swords, and connecting them together by the hilts, so now the weapon looked like a bow-and-arrow bow. Instead of a string, as the figure held it by the now single hilt, and from the sword tips, there was a bowstring made of yellow energy. Instead of loading it with an arrow, he simply pulled the 'string' back, and released it, letting out a wide ray of energy, as he shouted the attack.
Figure: "BOWSHOCK!"
The intense ray of energy blasted what was left of Max to molecules. The figure disconnected his swords, and sheathed them again. The others looked at him in disbelief. Could Payne really be gone for good?