Chapter 7
Sef was positioned on the rooftop, however, he heard Cid pull the hammer back. When Cid took the shot, the recoil was hard enough to make Cid jerk back a bit. Because of this, he didn't see Sef roll out of the way. When the dust cleared Cid saw Sef's rifle with a gaping hole in it. Sef took this opportunity to fire at Cid while his guard was down. He took a shot wasting a clip of Tech Nine ammo; however Cid pulled his sword and managed to reflect a few shots before jumping behind an adjacent door. Cid sighed and looked back at his revolver while Sef placed a new clip in his gun.
"Good show, but tell me how you avoided my shot?!"
The snow fox laughed as he was behind his cover.
"I take pentazamin when I take a snipping position. Not only does it relax my muscles, but it also increases my senses. So, I heard you pull the hammer back. Then I rolled out the way."
"Pill Popper!"
Cid jumped from behind his cover, firing his revolver. The .60 call revolver blew holes in the concrete structure Sef was behind. Taking no chance, he rolled out of the structure and ran across the roof, sliding into a different hiding spot. Cid looked at his gun and looked back up.
"One shot. Wow, this isn't good."
Overhearing this Sef unleashed a full assault of lead from his Tech Nine, taking care to be aware of how Cid might react to the attack. With Cid trying to dodge the shots, Sef tried to run up close to strike with his gunblade. When Cid was in striking distance, Cid jumped in the air to dodge the oncoming attack.
"Well let me tell you that you've grown in strength and agility, however," Cid landed on top of a small spire," your attacks with the sword are slow as hell."
Sef threw his fist down in the air, his tail was stiff.
"What is that supposed to mean?!"
Cid laughed as he pulled out his custom gun, Solar," It means that you can't doge shots like this!"
Standing still he shot of three shots towards Sef, the first one hitting the wall six feet away. The intense heat, melting to nothing but a grey puddle, incinerated the wall. The second shot hit the wall Sef was behind, and it had the same devastating effects as the wall before. Sef looked up as he saw the final shot coming ever so closer to him. With little hope of avoiding the shot, Sef swung his gunblade. As the sword made contact with the napalm shell, the one thing that neither of them predicted happened: the bullet reflected back!
"Impossible!" grunted Cid as he jumped of the small spire.
To make sure that this wasn't some sick joke, Cid fired five more shots. Once again Sef reflected all of the shots back at Cid, who scrambled to dodge the on coming shots. When the smoke cleared, Sef was gone; his Tech Nine was lying on the ground. Cid took a few steps towards the gun, trying to figure what happened to Sef.
"This can't be good. There's no burn marks or shadow marks, but the air smells of napalm. No!" Cid then tuned around with his sword out in a defense position just in time to block Sef's attack. The swords collided and sparks danced in the air. Both jumped backwards and ran at each other at full speed. Once again the swords collided with sparks shooting out of the blades.
On the outside of the arena, Hollender was watching with anticipation, curious who was going to kill the other one first. All he could see was the dancing sparks in the air and brief glimpses of the fighters.
"Looks like all things are going according to plan."
Back inside, Cid jumped
at Sef, who quickly shifted his weight to dodge the oncoming attack.
Once Cid's guard was down, Sef took a swing at Cid, clipping his
back. Cid then rolled out of range to prevent another attack; his
back was now bleeding with the gash that Sef caused. Shaking off the
pain, Cid when in for another attack. However, instead of swinging
his sword he did a low windmill kick to knock Sef down. Cid then used
his hands to launch himself into a back flip, landing on Sef's
stomach. Sef yelled out in agony as he lost his breath. Cid wasted no
time in landing a quick slash at Sef's legs. The sword nearly
missed the kneecaps, but it did take off a bit of fur and flesh from
Sef's thigh. Both were bleeding from key points in the body: Cid in
the back, and Sef in his right thigh. Although both of these blows
were damaging, both still when at each other. An hour went by, and
the battle was still going on with signs of slowing down. Both Cid
and Sef had cuts all over their body, and the bleeding started to
make them fall to their knees. With little hope of trying to take the
other one out, both looked at opposite sides of the rooftop. Behind
Sef was Cid's revolver and behind Cid was Sef's Tech Nine. Both
shot up off the ground and dashed towards their gun. Both rolled on
the ground to pick op their gun and took aim. Before they could both
pull the trigger, a voice echoed threw the room.
"That's it!
This match is over, I'm calling the medics!"
Ross's voice was the one on the intercom, not Hollender's. While they were waiting for the medics to arrive, Cid looked at Sef.
"Say, why don't we at least pull the triggers? I want to know who was going to win. Besides the medics will be here any minuet, why let them ruin the fun."
"Sure why not. On three: One…. Two…."
"Three!"
Both pulled the triggers on their guns, only to be welcomed to the sound of clicks. Both of the chambers were empty. As they looked at their empty weapons, they couldn't help but laugh at the outcome of the match; a draw regardless if they pulled the trigger or not. Within a few minuets, the medics arrived.