The Fight Drags On
Ash stood up dazed. The blast had the same strength as a small hand grenade, it had blown apart the ground and now as he tried to stand up again he was still woozy from the force of the blast exploding. He couldn't quite focus and the world was still a blur. There was one blur he recognized, its size and hulking blade in its hand. It was obviously Vigrid. Ash charged into the distorted world and lunged madly for the massive blur. He heard a laugh as his charge was swatted to the side and away. Ash stumbled for a few seconds, unsure of what quite had happened.
Suddenly his legs cramped up just like they did when he first met Vigrid the overwhelmingly powerful Madness Wavelength crept into him and forced him to the ground in a fit of terror. He remained lying on the ground, his face buried into the hardened cement as he tried to regain control of his body. Xander was still strapped to his arm and he turned around to see Vigrid standing above him, with the weighty sword held high above his head with the threat of slamming it down.
Suddenly Vigrid brought his sword in, swinging it down with enough force to split a truck in two. A huge dust cloud was summoned up in that instant, it expanded instantly engulfing Vigrid and temporarily locking him away from the outside world and preventing him from seeing anything on the outside world, including anything that would be coming in. Suddenly his hand snapped backwards, smacking into an arrow and sending it flying away. He smirked at the young man who must've fired the arrow into the mess, if only he knew about his own heightened senses. Even without his eye sight there would be no surprising him. He could hear the arrow zoom through the air as it approached his head, he could sense the killing intent behind the shooter.
Vigrid smirked and turned around to face the direction that the arrow flew in. He wasn't fond of this dust cloud, but it made for a nice handicap at least for the minute or two it would last. He already knew that somehow they had saved their precious little friend from being split in two, the reverb in his sword was wrong, he didn't feel that all too familiar sense of cutting through flesh and bone. He took a step forward and that seemed to be the signal for the rest of the group to release another salvo of their weaponry at him.
Swaying backwards, he avoided the first arrow. Brought his sword up and swatted the next scythe that flew in. Vigrid moved forward, when the next blow came with the whip he reached forward and grabbed onto it. He reeled in Mischa, bringing her face-to-face with him for a second, Mischa panicked once she met the monster and launched a powerful side kick to Vigrid's head. Sadly, due to her lithe frame and horrid position she couldn't do any real damage to the mass of evil in front of her. Vigrid 's head didn't even budge from the kick.
Vigrid stepped forward, lifting Mischa into the air and then he brought her back down smashing her back into the ground. Mischa let out a temporarily gasp of pain as her body hit the cement, and hit it hard! Vigrid lifted her back with the intent of doing it again, but as soon as she left the ground another weapon came flying in at him, a yo-yo. Vigrid ditched the poor girl, tossing her over his shoulder. He then smacked his hand against the flat part of the weapon, seemingly rash, but at the same time being extremely cautious not to hit the blades extruding from it, and he sent it sideways. He then grabbed a hold of the string a little further up and was about to pull on it.
"Soul Resonance!" shouted Melody and Shi in perfect unison. Flames exploded from Melody's hand and shot down the yo-yo's string, burning everything in the way. Vigrid's hand just so happened to be in the way. His own hand burst into flames instantaneously. His wall of muscles did not help him fend off the vicious flames. Vigrid wrenched his hand free from the flaming wire, shaking the flames off. His hand was admittedly singed to a crisp due to the surprising tactic that the kid had thought up.
Vigrid smirked as he realized that the kids were actually through some unknown miracle were putting up a decent fight. Even he wasn't omnipotent, fighting multiple opponents was never his strong suit, but even now as he was trying his best to beat them, he felt that welling joy he once had during a fight. Was Lord Death merely an appetizer for these kids? He couldn't believe that that thought had even entered his mind. He once thought of Lord Death as an equal, but now? Now he was comparing him to a group of over-zealous kids.
The dust cloud was just now clearing, revealing Vigrid, standing strong, proud, and without a care in the world anymore. "Come on," encouraged Vigrid welcoming the group to come at him and try to defeat him. The kids didn't seem too over eager now. Not after the fate that had awaited both Ash and Mischa. He looked over and saw both Ash and Mischa had managed to somehow stay alive. Ash had managed to scramble out of the way before being split and from his new vantage point, he managed to save Mischa, catching her in his arms.
Vigrid brought his arm up, sending another wave of Madness Wavelength crashing towards them. Ash quickly tossed Mischa to one side and then darted to the other. Mischa landed on her feet and broke out into a run out of the way right off the back. The Madness Wavelength destroyed the ground that they had been standing on, tearing up dirt and stones as it made its path.
Ash drove to the side and he apparently didn't learn his lesson the first time. He quickly dashed forward, trying to get into Vigrid's personal space without holding back. Vigrid laughed loudly, swinging his heavy blade around like a twister. Ash jumped back to avoid the blow, blocking the blow would be the same as tearing his own arm off even with Xander's metal plating. It sucked that he was the only one, asides from Saul, who has had years of training, that had to get face-to-face with the monstrous giant before him. Everyone else had a long distance weapon. Ash just took another deep breath and rushed in to meet with Vigrid.
Vigrid brought his palm forward, forcibly smacking Ash back and sending him away with a single heavy blow. Ash swung to the side of his arm and went in closer. Due to Vigrid's massive size he had a much longer reach then Ash did, so for Ash to get into striking range he must first wade through Vigrid's striking range avoiding any and all blows that Vigrid sent out.
Before Ash could get close enough to Vigrid a stray elbow caught him in the side of the head, causing him to spin out once more. Vigrid moved forward intending to take advantage of this moment, but another arrow whizzing towards his head needed to be stopped first. He swung out with his heavy sword knocking the arrow away and was immediately met face-to-face with Saul. With his arms still hyper-extended from his swing he couldn't bring them back in time to defend against Saul's salvo of punches. Each punch hammered into Vigrid's body slowly forcing him back. While Vigrid barely felt each individual punch the numbers were slowly piling up on him.
Suddenly Vigrid lashed out with his leg, smashing it into Saul's unguarded abdomen and lifting him off of the ground. Taking another step in, he brought his elbow down into the back Saul's head. Saul plummeted to the ground, hitting it hard. Vigrid lifted his foot up, about to bring it crashing down, crunching Saul's bones to bits. At the last minute, Mischa's whip wrapped around Vigrid's other leg and she yanked it out from underneath him. Vigrid caught himself before he fell shamefully onto his face, but the attack bought Saul enough time to climb out of the death trap. Vigrid leered over at Mischa, he felt upset that the young girl actually managed to not only survive his attack but then managed to come back and bite him for it. He'd end it here!
He took aim with one hand, a large red ball of pure madness built up in his palm. Suddenly he let it fly forward. The small dense ball showed no intention of letting the poor girl survive the devastating blow. Michael loaded an arrow quickly, he fired a single shot it hammered into the ball upsetting its trajectory only slightly, but it was enough to save Mischa from a horrible fate. The ball still caused damage, however, as it came crashing into a wall, obliterating it into dirt.
Vigrid still had his second hand. He brought his other hand forward and fired another quick shot towards Mischa. A flurry of her whip upset the shot, sending it in a different direction saving the poor girl once more. One close call after another, each time he had fired another blow against trying to end her without holding back. It was a horror story from where she was sitting, each time she witnessed a powerful blast closing in on her. Her throat had clenched itself together, slowly drying itself out as she sat there watching each and every blast close in on her.
She willed her legs to work, barely managing to scramble onto her own two feet and rush away from the monstrous Vigrid. She didn't bother turning around and keeping an eye on Vigrid, she just wanted some distance between them. She stopped once she felt that they were far enough away from him. She turned around and to her surprise she found the monster was already right behind her. Vigrid's speed was not something to laugh at, Mischa swung wide with her whip. All of her training had gone out of her body, replaced with fear. The whip cut through the air and only the air, the shark headed whip missing Vigrid by a mile.
Vigrid's wrist snapped forward, sending his massive tree trunk of an arm screaming for Mischa's head. Mischa quickly swerved to the side, tiring of the continuous attacks on her and only her. She didn't know how much longer she could keep it up, the continuous dodging, attacking, running, combined with the intense pressure that was weighing down on her she was losing it. All of her mental and physical strength was gone. Part of her felt the rising desire to just surrender…dropping to the ground and letting Vigrid's sword end it. Any and all mental strength she had was gone, crushed, demolished by the overwhelming madness that Vigrid emitted.
Mischa suddenly felt her body lifted up and off the ground. She was carried away quickly and away from Vigrid's man-killing blow. Mischa looked up at her savior to see a disgruntled Saul, who was apparently not fairing very well. His breath had grown long and heavier, he was favoring one side of his body. Yet, he still put the welfare of his students first. He dropped Mischa to the ground, almost literally due to his overwhelming fatigue.
Regardless Saul didn't collapse. His own bravado and willpower wouldn't let him. He had been pushed past the limits of his body and was running strictly on spirit. His body was absorbing all the punishment and pain, but Saul refused to back down, especially not when his students were concerned. "Let's finish this guy off. I think we've been taking several hits so far, let's just see how long it'll take us to end it, huh?"
Saul rushed forward for Vigrid now. He wasn't about to wait for Vigrid to make the first move, he'd rather finish it off first. With his back-up he may actually stand a decent chance against this monster. If only Quill or Lord Death were still up fighting.
Yup, still a fight scene.