Chapter 23: It's A Trap
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(Davian's P.O.V)
"Loathe as I am to admit it, you're right."
Rama Kushna sighed.
"As you are now, even with your new ability to erode time, you wouldn't survive an encounter with a real god."
I raised an eyebrow.
"Oceanus was a Titan, something that preceded the Olympians. It took the 3 strongest Olympian deities to kill Kronos, a Titan. And yet I killed him. Underestimating me is the biggest misstep you can take."
I countered.
She laughed.
"How ferocious. And yet, you forget something. Faith."
She emphasized.
"Faith and belief dictate how powerful deities are in the physical world."
She paused to pour more tea in my cup. It was a wonder my bladder was still holding up.
"Just as less worship can diminish a god's power, the opposite is true."
I rubbed my chin, seeing the logic in her words.
"...Oceanus exists in the minds of historians, record keepers and learners. The common man knows of Poseidon as the god of the seas."
"Which means the Oceanus you faced was considerably weaker now than during the Titanomachy. Take into account his essence was further weakened by being fused with another soul and..."
Rama Kushna hit me with a serious look.
"...You're lucky you survived. Let alone won."
She took a sip.
I couldn't deny that she had a point. Still...
"I can take anyone on. Gods, Titans...fuck. Even the Devil. I don't care. Anyone who tries to fuck with me will realize I'm not a pushover."
The goddess blinked in surprise at my outburst.
"I can't tell if you're brave or simply dumb."
She finally relented with a shake of her head.
"It's s a conundrum to me as well."
Chase said with a sigh.
'traitor.'
"Regardless. You have a long and arduous journey before you."
The goddess said.
"I would like it if..."
She paused, frowning while looking to the side.
Then with a grim expression on her face she turned to me.
"I'm afraid you are needed elsewhere. One of your companions is in danger."
Cheshire.
I immediately got to my feet, sheathing my Zanpakuto.
"Chase, can you feel the connection you made to Cheshire's mask?"
I enquired.
It only took a second for him to answer.
"No."
Fuck. That's not good.
They had found her.
Cheshire was still a volatile element. I didn't know if I could trust her but, I had sworn she would be under my protection.
I might be an aggressive, stubborn asshole but I never broke my word.
"Apologies."
I bowed to Rama Kushna.
"I appreciate the hospitality but I have a promise to keep."
She nodded gravely, getting to her feet.
"I have foreseen this battle, Great Spirit..."
Then she stepped closer to me. Her head barely reaching my chin, calling to attention that she was actually shorter than I had expected.
Her palm came to rest above my chest. Right on my Saketsu. Then she stood on her toes and kissed me on the cheek.
A brief warmth surged up from where her palm lay.
Rama Kushna stepped back with a strange look on her face. Her eyes were heated, her ample chest slightly heaving. I blinked and the hunger in her gaze was gone.
"Remember...when all else fails... open your eyes."
Then I was falling. Falling through a portal that had appeared at my back.
"Farewell...Death-kun."
The last thing I saw was Rama Kushna waving her hand and then, I was moving through the sky, headed towards the ocean as the wind blew past me.
It was an easy matter to create a platform of spirit energy under my body. I landed on it, blowing strands of my loose hair away from my face in a huff of frustration.
"That was sudden. Didn't even get to ask why she was using Japanese honorifics. I thought Rama Kushna is Hindi?"
I complained a bit.
"That's what you're focusing on? Not that you've been teleported right on top of enemy territory?"
Chase asked in a slightly exasperated tone.
I didn't think I still had it in me to feel embarrassed, but I did.
I simply chose to ignore it in favor of focusing on more urgent matters.
An island. One that gave off a nasty aura. Something...twisted was there. Something that made my soul agitated. Like an itch you can't scratch.
And along with it was Cheshire's soul, it's vibrations weak. On top of that, a few more familiar souls appeared in my Reikaku.
Lady Shiva... Cheshire's dad, sportsguy or something and...oh now that's interesting...
"Chase, how about we say hi to our hosts?"
I made an offer I was sure my Zanpakuto would not refuse.
Before he could answer however, something unexpected ruined the cool moment.
"Aaahhhhh!"
Deadman screamed as he fell through the air.
I stepped to the side and watched as he dipped past me with a perturbed expression on my face.
"Oh...I can fly. Thank god. Thought I was
going to die...why teleport someone when they're asleep!?"
Deadman yelled, grumbling as he floated to join me as I unsheathed my sword.
I chose to ignore his antics.
They had dared take someone under my protection. I smirked. Back in the day, I wouldn't allow such disrespect. You mess with mine and I would respond. Harshly.
"Brand. Come here."
I called out.
Deadman immediately stopped grumbling, staring at me with a confused expression.
Still, he floated over.
"What can you feel?"
I asked...in part to see the potency of the abilities he was acquiring while in close proximity to me, but also to confirm what I could already feel.
Deadman blinked.
"I feel Cheshire down there. They caught her huh?"
"Yeah. I need you to get her out while I deal with the rabble."
I told him and his face twisted in distaste.
"There's someone stupid strong down there Davian. You sure about this? We should call in some help."
My lips stretched out into a smile.
A flex of my power and Shikai activated. Of course, I knew there was someone powerful down there.
Someone who could kill me infact. Someone stronger than Barragan. However...my palms tingled and my soul trembled with excitement.
Battle lust.
"Just get Cheshire out. I'll deal with the rest."
I informed him, homing in on the training yard that was quickly getting crowded by the forces of the Island.
He looked like he was about to argue but sighed instead.
"Good Luck."
Deadman said, then disappeared into the nothingness, concealed in spirit form.
The island was beautiful. The dying light of the sun set hit the water surrounding the lone piece of land perfectly, giving it a vacation spot feel.
Too bad it was going to get destroyed once I was through.
I pulled on my substantial Reiryoku and covered my form with a purple aura.
Then I flew down, blazing like a second sun in the late evening air.
The sand shook below me as I neared the ground.
One second there was only the shadows patrolling the area, then the next, an alarm sounded out across the island once I was spotted.
My enemies knew I was around.
"Chase you ready for this?"
I enquired from my Zanpakuto. I was surprised he hadn't given me a speech on my recklessness.
"Are you?"
He quipped back.
"Now that's just insulting Chase."
I shook my head, touching down before what was hundreds of Ninjas, gathered in some sort of training yard.
I frowned, noting some discrepancies.
Not all of them were League of Shadows.
"Are those guys wearing suits of armours?"
I wondered out loud.
"An upgrade. The last time we saw each other, I promise d you I would be prepared."
Lady Shiva said, standing at the head of the group.
This time she had a red leather jacket and black pants that hugged her frame perfectly. Her Katana was strapped to her hip, one hand on the handle.
She had a cold look on her face. Oh, someone's still mad I beat them last time.
"This..." She motioned behind her.
"Is my response. We have Jade. Come quietly or give me a reason to ply that weapon from your dead cold fingers."
She declared, eyes trailing over Chesha Neko.
I shivered, clapping my hands slightly. I couldn't lie, I was Impressed.
"Now that's how you do a villain monologue."
Then I wound my sword arm back and swung it.
"Getsuga Tensho."
None of them, least of all, Lady Shiva were expecting such a sudden attack. Not to mention high profile as well.
The goal was to cause a lot of noise. Enough noise that all the forces in the island would be pulled here.
The air screamed, a path getting torn out by the black colored arc of spirit energy, easily about tens of meters long and thick.
Lady Shiva showed off her crazy instincts by dodging fast.
She strafed to the right. Then ducked behind a few practice dummies on the edges of the attack that were sturdy enough to remain rooted to the ground.
Even as my skill shredded everything else in its path.
Screams and cries of pain rang out, filling the air with a certain dread.
My legs stretched out as I walked calmly towards the groove on the ground created by the sudden attack.
The distinct sound of mechanical whirring, hydraulics shifting and servo motor hum, brought into attention the suits of armors which had quickly taken to the sky before my attack landed.
The half a dozen armors landed on the ground around me.
Now that I got a good look at them. I couldn't help but notice how batman-inspired they were. The long ears were a dead giveaway.
Full metallic chassis with small gaps at the joints, nodes of energy spread out across the armor and the gray and black color. They weren't even trying to hide it.
"Scarlet Devil, in the name of Justice and the law, stand down or we will be forced to employ lethal means."
One of them called out in a synthetic voice.
Whaaa?
How in the hell would anyone think they were on the side of good while serving the League of Shadows?
It's arm shifted, deploying a Canon that glowed with a red light. The warning was clear.
I twirled my sword.
"I rather like lethal means."
I stepped towards them and immediately, the arm canons started firing. Red thermal energy lancing out towards my body.
I slipped into Shunpo, swinging out my sword and splitting apart the first suit, before deflecting another energy attack and retaliating with a thunderous kick that deformed the suit and the man inside.
The armor was blown clean through the wall around the training yard.
The rest of the suits immediately took flight in a controlled motion but I spun, not intent on letting them get away.
"Leaving so soon?"
My statement was punctuated by a thrust of Chesha Neko.
The sword unravelled into dozens of strings that ensnared the foot of one armor.
I pulled it down while simultaneously taking a leap. My fist made the air thrum on it's way towards the head of the armor.
Blood splattered out as I shattered the helmet and the pilot's head, then I lunged over his body, using it as a springboard to get closer to the retreating Batmen.
"Wait..."
Chase called out.
I immediately stopped. Right on cue, a red dome of energy rose up to cover the whole island, trapping all of us inside.
The itch in my soul intensified.
My eyes widened as I felt something change.
Instantly, I lost the connection to my Reiryoku.
The platform of energy I had created below my feet disappeared suddenly and I hurtled towards the ground, arms flailing.
"Now!"
Came an order from the lead Batman Armor. In one motion, they turned their weapons on me and started firing.
Fuck. It was a trap.
(General P.O.V)
Floating high above Infinity Island, a huge ARGUS Arc ship silently monitored the situation on the ground.
It's engines were a near silent hum. And its large structure was camouflaged, invisible to the naked eye.
(Slipknot deceased)
(Constantine:Drakon deceased)
(Blackguard injured)
The computer chimed as the biometrics stats in the two Batmen suits unfortunate enough to grab Davian's attention went quiet.
Slipknot was a supervillain Merc with increased physical strength, strength and durability, yet he'd been split into two halves.
Constantine: Drakon was a mercenary who liked Killing for the sake of it. Davian had punched his head and shattered it like a watermelon, sending brain matter and other visceral material flying.
Waller gave no outward reaction but from the tightening of the corner of her lips, she was less than pleased.
The loss of two members of the Suicide Knights so fast didn't concern her that much. But the suits of armor were expensive. Very expensive.
She was standing on the deck, overlooking the chamber filled with techies and agents, surveiling the mission.
A joint venture with...Supervillains. Her past self would have recoiled at the notion.
However, if using villains like Ra's Al Ghul was what it took, to bring in a dangerous element like Davian then...she could sacrifice that part of her ideals.
This iteration of the Suicide Squad was different too. No longer was it filled with freaks or deranged psychos like Harley Quinn.
No. With General Kane's cooperation, the new leader of Argus had come up with a different solution.
Waller had gathered some of the best convicted mercenaries the world had to offer and put them in Batmen suits of armor.
She called it the Suicide Knights.
So losing even one was a setback. She couldn't exactly blow their heads up while inside million dollar pieces of tech.
Barring a few exceptions of course. ARGUS had a large budget after all.
"...'am? Ma'am? What should we do about Blackguard? His injuries guarantee he's out of the fight."
An agent asked.
Waller looked at her.
"Clean it up. Recover the suit."
"Yes Ma'am."
The agent replied.
"Target is down."
The squad leader of the Suicide Knights, Peacemaker called out through the comms.
"Good. Apprehend him. Keep an eye out for tricks. Davian Mabuz is a dangerous individual."
Waller ordered.
"Oh, and get ready for operation: Blindeye."
She added as an afterthought.
Working with Supervillains for the common good was understandable, but Walker couldn't let such a perfect chance slip out of her hands.
The training yard under the target was torn apart by the heavy fire.
The ground rumbled and broke under the assault, a cloud of dust rising up to obscure the surroundings.
In the end, Davian knelt on the destroyed ground, most of his clothes burnt and destroyed by the energy beams.
His chest rose and fell heavily.
His body was smoking and he seemed to be injured.
"Form around him. Shoot him at the slightest twitch."
Peacemaker informed the rest of the Batmen as they flew down, surrounding Davian in a semi circle.
The ground was cast in a red glow from the dome above the island.
"How far the mighty have fallen. The government, working with paid Assassins."
Davian ground out, staring at the Batmen with disdain.
He couldn't feel the connection to Chesha Neko.
And no matter how many times he called out, Chase stayed silent. He was completely cut off from his spirit energy and his Zanpakuto spirit.
The dome...it was somehow responsible.
"Shut up. I don't need to hear a moral speech from a mass murderer."
Peacemaker scoffed snidely.
One of the Batmen walked forward, holding restraining cuffs.
"Give us trouble and we're blowing you up. There's nothing you can do without access to your abilities."
Peacemaker warned.
Davian stayed silent, allowing himself to be cuffed. The device activated with a click, glowing blue.
"We know that power dampeners don't work on you. This is something different. My little creation. Sends a charge through your body, seizes up your muscles by disrupting your nervous system."
The Electrocutioner, inside the second Batman armor said, stepping back.
Davian smiled.
"I'll be sure not to break it too badly."
The Batmen went for Chesha Neko, which Davian had slipped into it's sheath before he had landed on the ground.
"Are you sure you want to do that?"
Davian questioned, his eyes glaring at the Electrocutioner, daring him.
The latter looked back at the squad leader. Peacemaker sighed.
"What are you waiting for Electrocutioner? Do it."
The Batmen stared at Davian, the silent warning ringing in his mind.
"Touch my sword and I kill you. No ifs, no buts. You will die."
Davian promised.
"I don't get paid for this shit."
The Electrocutioner felt a shiver go through him and ultimately chose to safeguard his life, walking away.
The dust had settled enough that the other players decided to join in. Davian did not move from his spot, electing a wait and see approach.
He wanted to see everyone behind all this. The instant Deadman rescued Cheshire, the kiddie gloves would come off.
More shadows seemed to materialize from every nook and cranny. Lady Shiva stalked forward like a lone lioness, unruffled from the earlier attack.
"War calls for no honor..."
She said, stepping through the Batmen as they moved aside, making way for her.
She unsheathed her Katana, her face hard as granite.
"War is merciless, cruel and the ones who make it back tell the story..."
She pointed the sword towards Davian.
"And this is war. Us vs You. You've lost."
She declared.
Davian rolled his eyes.
"That monologue was half baked. Not as good as the one before."
"I'm going to enjoy breaking you."
Shiva said with a smile.
Cackling rang out.
"We got him Teekl!"
A red portal appeared at her side. From within, out walked Vandal Savage, flanked on either sides by Ra's Al Ghul and Klarion the Witch Boy.
"Ligare."
The Chaos Lord pointed his hand towards Davian and cast a spell.
Red chains burst from the ground, ensnaring Davian and binding his movements. He was now restrained not just by a nerve disrupting device but a chaos spell.
Davian promised himself their ends would not be fun. Or quick.
"How do you like my spell?!"
Klarion laughed mockingly, skipping towards Davian while petting the cat slung over his arm.
"You thought you were soooo...special but I showed him, right Teekl?"
He taunted.
The cat meowed at Klarion, sounding unimpressed.
"But I had to show them! Chaos magic is stronger than spirit magic!"
The Chaos Lord in the shape of a boy whined.
Davian ignored him, establishing eye contact with the leader of the shadows, Ra's Al Ghul.
The two men watched each other. One with a stony impassive expression, the other with mild interest and apathy. Ra's Al Ghul was a man not easily impressed.
The Immortal was also a very keen observant. He could tell how dangerous someone was just by reading their bearing.
His eyes missed the mark this time.
He misjudged Davian.
"I kept my end of the bargain. My Shadows lured him here. Now get off my island."
Ra's spoke to Savage, dismissing Davian and turning to leave.
"Your service to the Light has been noted."
Vandal Savage, a man with even more life experience than the leader of the League of Shadows responded.
Where Ra's gaze failed, his prevailed. He had tackled with prey and predator before. Had been a predator most of his life. Yet...
Davian reminded him of Darkseid. An unrelenting force.
And the power inside him...power that had allowed him to do so many wonderful things.
The boy was useful. Perhaps more than any other specimen at the Light's disposal. If not for his power than his potential.
He could very well be the secret to unlocking humanity's true supremacy.
Waller naturally heard the discussion. Knowing that it was now or never, she gave the order.
"Initiate Operation Blindeye."
"Affirmative."
Peacemaker said quietly.
Then he turned his canon towards Ra's Al Ghul and Vandal Savage.
The other Batmen followed his example. Their canons glowed red, the warning clear.
"We're bringing you all in. As enemies of the United States of America, I order you to stand down."
Peacemaker announced.
Ra's and Savage looked at each other. Their expressions unworried, despite the unexpected developments.
"There are 4 of you, alone in an Island with hundreds of my shadows. Even if you managed to kill us, which I highly doubt you can, Waller...your convicts agents would still be out-numbered and out-trained."
Ra's Al Ghul responded, knowing she was listening.
"Traitors deserve death. Stand down and it will be painless."
Lady Shiva raised her sword at the Batmen closest to her.
"You vanna go? Let's go then, you murderous bitch."
Javelin, inside the Batman Armor, threw back fearlessly, his voice highly tinged with a German accent.
"Oh this is awesome! So chaotic! I love it!"
Klarion said, a red magic circle materializing from under his feet.
"I wanna watch how you get out of this."
He told Savage, then sat cross legged on the floating magical circle.
One of the four Batmen left, shifted her footing as the stand off continued.
"Peacemaker, hear me out. Waller doesn't care about us. With these new suits we can..."
(Marauder deceased)
The suit of armor went stiff as it sent a jolt of devastating current through Marauder's body.
The Batmen suit of armor fell over.
And now there were three of them.
"Waller."
Savage called out.
"I commend you on your ruthlessness. But that hardly helped their already slim chances of getting out of this alive."
"They don't need to. My people are ready to die. Insubordination will not be tolerated."
Waller's voice came through one of the suits.
"And in case the offer to stand down lacks much incentive, look up."
At the drop of her words, the Arc ship above the island fell out of camouflage, revealing dozens of dangerous weapons trained on the island.
"This is checkmate. I would rather end all of you now, than allow you to leave with Davian Mabuz. This alliance is over."
(Meanwhile- on the other side of the island)
Inside a cold damp cell,
Cheshire was strung up by her hands and feet.
Manacles around her wrists and ankles were attached to chains constructed on the ceiling and the ground.
Her costume was torn in various places and her hair was shaggy and messy.
The cell door made noise as the keys were inserted.
Cheshire made no reaction. She didn't even look up.
"Come to taunt me again Crusher? Come to tell me...how much of a... failure as a daughter I am...?"
The cell door swung open, her head remained bowed. They had kept her heavily sedated, not leaving it to chance that she would escape.
They had after all trained her to.
Only when the manacles around her feet were unlocked and then the ones on her hands were gone, causing her to slump to the ground, did she lift her heavy head and look up.
Her father stared at her but something was different about the way he stood.
"Who are you? you're not crusher."
"Ssh... I'm here to get you out."
Deadman said from within Sportsmaster's body.
Deadman had succeeded in rescuing Cheshire. There was no more reason to stay silent. No more reason to act weak.
"Oy."
Davian called out.
The whole area went silent. All eyes turned to watch him.
"You people seem to have forgotten about me."
He ground out.
"Let me show you why that was a big mistake."
The chaos chains holding him down, groaned. Then one of them snapped.
Loudly.
Klarion's face blanched as he stepped back.
"That's... that's impossible! How are you doing that?! The spell worked! You have no power! Stop that!"
The Batmen tensed. The shadows around the training area unsheathed their various weapons.
Another chain snapped. Then another.
Finally Davian stood upright, his body covered with soot and his fit upper body exposed for all to see.
"You might have suppressed my spirit energy...but who told you I was defenseless?"
Streaks of blue colored electricity washed across his body as the cuffs on his hands tried to disrupt his movements.
He strained a little, muscles and veins shifting in his huge arms...then tore the cuffs apart as well.
Davian stretched his neck.
Then took a step forward.
In the blink of an eye, he was standing next to Klarion, who was floating on a magic circle in level with Davian.
"My body is strong enough that it doesn't really make a difference."
The soul reaper said.
A side punch to the Chaos Lord's face and Klarion shot out like a speeding bullet. The Chaos Lord blasted through one of the Batmen, Javelin and threw both of them away.
Davian turned to face the rest.
An aura of death seemed to sweep out of him. Everyone unconsciously took a step back.
Davian on his part, was staring at
Vandal Savage.
"So you're the asshole who's been giving me headaches? I can feel your soul...it's ugly."
(General P.O.V)
The slow drip of water was the only sound inside the moldy cell.
Then a peculiar noise broke the silence.
Rusted cell doors were swung open and he could hear steps along with heavy breathing moving along the dungeon.
"Wait... there's a someone else down here."
A female voice entered his ears.
'No. Leave me.'
He wanted to shout. To scream that he didn't want to be saved.
Getting saved was pointless now. She was gone and he refused to have her brought back through the Lazarus pit.
All he had was his own stubbornness to not give in to the torture and yield.
He had suffered through a lot of it. Ra's had even gone to the extent of using a telepath to rework his mind. His personality.
All attempts to break or mold him failed.
He refused to be broken. All he had left was defiance.
Not even the hope of revenge as he had been rendered useless. Broken in body...but not in spirit.
The time it took for his thoughts to sluggishly go through his mind was enough for the voices to reach his cell.
"You were right. There's someone in..."
Deadman in his physical form trailed off as he gasped in shock.
"Oh...god."
Cheshire couldn't tear her eyes away. She grasped the bars of the cell, leaning in.
"How...how did you survive this? How could anyone?"
She asked, just as shocked as Deadman.
Inside the cell, Bronze Tiger was chained up, just as Cheshire had been.
The only difference being that he was missing all his limbs.
(Davian's P.O.V)
The situation was less than ideal.
The odds were stacked against me.(nothing new there)
But this time I was alone. No Chase to ask for advice on how to deal with this. No Getsuga Tensho to rely on to make quick work of my enemies.
And from the feel of it, my situation wasn't close to changing. Not as long as I stayed inside the dome.
A few minutes had allowed me to understand how they had managed to cut me off from my own Soul. Something which was supposed to be impossible.
Then I realized, they hadn't really cut me off from my abilities.
Without Chase to rely on, I was forced to actually think for myself. Something that showed me how dependent I had grown on my Zanpakuto spirit.
So think I did.
The benefit of studying so many magical books and tomes was fully displayed here as I was able to work out the true reason I couldn't access any Reiryoku.
They were draining it.
The massive dome was part of a magical formation that actively targeted spiritual energy and ravenously pounced on it before I could use it for anything.
The only ability I had access to was Reikaku and that was more of an innate power of the soul that didn't actively use Reiryoku to sustain.
That unfortunately didn't explain why Chase was silent, so there had to be another mechanism to the formation involved. Something I still couldn't see.
It was clear what I had to do.
If I broke the dome, then the magic formation would naturally unravel. (Why was it always domes? You'd think villains would have more creativity. Then again, they achieved their purpose I guess.)
However, even with my strength, something told me that the dome wouldn't easily fall to physical attacks.
Which brings us to the next plan.
Attacking the creator of the dome. They naturally had to keep sustaining the formation.
So if I took them out, the dome would naturally follow along.
'Now to do that along with fending off attacks from master assassins, skilled mercs in iron man suits and 2 guys who just refuse to die.'
After calling him an asshole...Savage felt the need to say something.
"Crass and impertinent."
He commented, stepping forward with an air of self importance.
His gaze was sharp, containing a ferocity that was hidden under deep layers of sophistication.
"You saying I don't got manners?"
I chuckled, using my Reikaku to keep track of Cheshire, Deadman and Bronze Tiger (minus a few limbs.)
I had felt the latter the second I spread out Reikaku through the Island.
Now it would normally be disheartening to learn that the guy I wanted to teach me martial arts was crippled but fortunately, I had a solution to that.
It would be easy to help him regain his hands and legs with my Fullbring. Plus, healing him would make him more indebted to me.
"I'm saying, you might have an idea of who you're dealing with...you might even be confident in making an escape. But no matter where you go, or how far you run...we will always be there. Waiting."
Savage promised.
"Escape? That's the furthest thing from my mind..."
"Why are we wasting time on this guy? We should team up and..."
One of the Batmen interrupted.
A flash of irritation went through me.
I blinked and found my hand spearing through his chest, coming out on the other side holding a weakly beating heart.
I could feel the muscle struggle to pump blood. Then it stopped.
My grinning face was reflected on the armor's shiny visor.
He gurgled.
"Cutting me off mid-speech? Now that's just rude."
I tutted with a shake of my head, grabbed his left hand and pulled. His body was split apart in two halves.
From the left shoulder through the navel and to the groin. The Batman armor he wore yielded zero resistance to my brute strength.
Metal and durable ceramic plates were shredded apart, mixed in with organs and intestines.
Even I paused at my brutality. Then I licked my lips.
The taste of blood was funnily enough not bad. A bit too coppery though.
"Javelin! Shit! Shit! Shit!"
From the corner of my right eye, the second remaining Batmen lifted his trembling hand in a panic, then let loose a red beam of thermal energy.
Having been on the receiving end of that attack just a few minutes prior, I knew it was nothing to sneeze at.
In their eyes, the beam drowned my body under. When the dust settled, I was revealed.
(General P.O.V)
The Electrocutioner took a step back, his arm still shaking.
"Did...did- I get him?"
"You fucking idiot!"
Peacemaker hissed at him, turning his weapon towards Davian's obscured position.
"You only attack when I say so!"
Peacemaker added, one of his hands still trained on Savage.
He was used to relentless fighters like Batman but...something told him this guy was different.
"Fuck...he took that attack point blank..."
"No, he used the sword to split the attack so that it branched off to either side of him."
Shiva replied thoughtfully.
She could appreciate his sword skills, despite there being so many flaws in the way he held it.
"He's formidable."
Ra's commented.
"Yes. He is. But he too shall see the light and serve it."
Savage said, his expression impassive yet...guarded.
'What are you planning?'
Ra's wondered in his mind, looking at his fellow member of the Light in suspicion.
(Davian's P.O.V)
I twirled Chesha Neko, causing a small pressure wave to sweep away the dust and reveal my body which was covered in blood.
The Batmen, the shadows, and even Ra's, I could taste their fear. Humans are naturally afraid of what they don't know.
Standing before them with a hand dripping with blood, another holding a long sword and a maniacal smile on my face was enough to leave the bravest of men trembling.
What was intriguing was that Savage and Shiva were seemingly unaffected.
My soul relished in the fear I could feel inside the others' souls.
In comparison, I felt confidence in Savage's murky soul and calmness in Lady Shiva's sharp like soul.
Interesting.
"So... I'm guessing the time for talk is over then?"
I addressed them.
There was a lull in the fight.
Then a gratingly annoying voice entered my ears, coming from one of the Batmen armors's speakers.
"Scarlet Devil. My name is Amanda Waller. Stand down and come quietly. This is your one and only chance."
"Waller huh?" I mused.
"I remember Raven mentioning a Waller. She said you were a monumental bitch. You're the one who sent Deadshot and the others after me, aren't you?"
"How convenient that all of you have gathered here. It will make it easier to kill you all."
The woman laughed.
"I don't doubt your strength, young man. But look around you. We're separated by thick tons of metal."
I craned my neck up to look at the massive Ark floating above us.
"You think you're safe up there?...Hang on tight...once I'm done down here, I'm coming for..."
Boom!
"How dare you bitch slap me?! Me?! I'm a Lord of Chaos you cunt!"
Something fast moving slammed onto my chest, lifting both of us up and sending us off the edge of the cliff that the training yard was built upon.
My back impacted the red dome and breath left my chest. Red eyes and a frothing mouth looked back at me as Klarion raised a hand with gleaming claws.
"You think you're strong?! I will show you real power, little Spirit!"
His voice had changed into an Amalgam of voices.
Chesha Neko blocked the claws, producing a sharp ring and sparks upon contact. We entered a contest of strength, all the while Klarion laughed.
"Shut up bitch."
I lashed a foot out, nailing him on the belly and pushing him away.
I planted my feet and hands on the dome and pushed off it not a split second later, repaying the tackle from before and taking us back into the training yard.
Mid-air, Klarion opened his mouth and screamed. The sound was disorienting. A quick blow to his mouth and he clammed up.
Then I spun and used the momentum from our flight to throw him onto the ground.
(General P.O.V)
In that instant that Klarion had tackled Davian out of the away, Shiva wasted no time and moved.
Her sword lashed out, slicing past metal, sinew and flesh. The Electrocutioner cried out, his dismembered arm spraying out blood.
"You...you fuckin..."
He swung out his other hand at her, streaks of lightning flickering on the palm and fingers.
Shiva's Katana found itself buried through his chin and coming out of the top his head.
Electrocutioner's hand fell down to the side. Shiva pulled out the sword and stepped back, in a perfect fencer's stance, one arm placed behind her.
"Okay that was badass."
Peacemaker couldn't help but compliment.
Then he started unleashing the suit of armor's energy beams at her.
Shiva stepped to the side, then the left, dodging the beams easily while advancing forwards.
None of the Shadows or the two immortals intervened.
She closed the distance quickly. Peacemaker knew he couldn't contend in close quarter combat with her, so he retracted his hands and slammed his fists together, deploying an energy shield around his body.
Shiva was mid lunge when her instincts screamed at her.
She dug her heel in, throwing herself back in a flip. Just in time too, as Klarion's body impacted the ground between them.
Then a second later, Davian fell on top of him, using his knees to deliver an effective slam onto the Chaos Lord's chest.
The ground quaked and shook as everyone struggled to keep their balance.
Something super fast and huge blew past Shiva, speeding into the dust and headed towards Klarion's position.
Teekl, Klarion's familiar slammed it's paw on the Scarlet Devil's side, throwing him away.
Davian carved a groove with his body from the force of the blow, tumbling away before he stabbed his sword into the ground to slow his momentum.
He looked up, silver hair loose and obscuring his eyes.
"Fucking familiar." He cursed.
"I can't feel your soul because it's connected to your master's."
Davian stated, getting to his feet, unharmed.
"Enjoy that sneak attack. It was your last chance to put me down."
Then he pointed his sword at them, specifically, Shiva.
"What was it you said? Oh yeah. This is War. Me Vs All of you."
For the first time, a smile broke out of Shiva's face. Then she found herself chuckling. Then laughing out loud.
Everyone looked at her like she was crazy. But they didn't understand! None of them got it.
This man was not like David Cain, he was not like Ra's, or Bruce or anyone who had ever caught her eye.
No, this one was different. And better...in all possible aspects.
He wasn't afraid to fight against the entire world. This man was the epitome of personal strength.
Like an unpolished gem that still shone brighter than the most valuable diamonds or rubies.
"I want to see it." She muttered lowly, her own blade, her precious Katana, lifting up.
Then more loudly, she proclaimed,
"Show me your strength, Davian Mabuz! Impress me!"
She pulled on her Ki, something that she hadn't accessed for a battle in many many years.
Then with a blur, she sped forward.
(General P.O.V)
"You wanna go?! Let's fucking go!"
Davian leaned forward and shot towards Shiva as well.
While Shiva's speed was like a fleeting shadow, light on her feet, Davian's take off was crude, heavy and loud.
Without access to Shunpo, he relied on his pure physical speed to match someone who was peak human on top of having access to ki.
"Yaahhhgh!"
Shiva snarled, the first clash of their weapons producing sparks as they moved past each other.
Then both spun at almost the same instant, unwilling to let the other gain the advantage.
swinging their swords at crazy speeds, all everyone could witness was the purple trail of Davian's sword and the Scarlet streak of Shiva's red body suit.
Davian was in a complicated position. There wasn't time to think! Lady Shiva really deserved her reputation. She moved like greased lightning.
It was all Davian could do to simply parry, block, dodge, evade and sidestep her slashes, swings and thrusts.
She possessed an exceptional level of body control that saw her going up against him despite his superior strength.
Davian's eyes widened as he leaned back. suddenly, Shiva's sword was passing right through where his head had been! Strands of his sily hair fell to the ground.
Not to be deterred by the failed attack, Shiva jumped, her Katana glowing with a yellow color. Then she pierced straight for Davian's heart.
The katana extended and it was only through sensing her soul that Davian could roll out of the way.
Shiva landed, her Katana halfway through the ground.
An opening! Before she could pull it out, Davian lunged forward with a roar, his fist headed straight for her cheek.
If the blow were to land, Ki or not, Shiva would have had to contend with a missing head.
Davian found himself sailing above her.
What...
How had he missed?
Then he looked down.
She had extended her body into a split, pulling her flat to the ground.
The Soul Reaper, spun in mid-air, landing on a portion of the training yard that put him closer to the Shadows.
With his eyes still focused on Shiva, he wagged his finger at one of the Shadows, who was sneakily pulling out his Tanto, behind him.
"Nah huh. Do that and I'll do to you what I did to the last guy who interrupted me."
Davian stated in a no nonsense tone.
The shadow stopped, stiffening in place.
Davian breathed out, stabbing Chesha Neko onto the ground before neatly tying his hair back into a pony tail.
All the while Shiva merely watched, having rolled to her feet. She removed her coat, throwing it away.
Before it could touch the ground, a shadow appeared and grabbed it off the air before retreating.
Davian with Chesha Neko in hand started walking around her.
One would mistake the way he was blatantly ogling her as lecherous, but it couldn't be further from the truth.
She was better- no that was an understatement...
She was simply the best.
Without his strength and speed, Davian would have died ten times over. He was studying her form, seeing the way she spaced out her legs.
The way she set her shoulders in preparation, holding the Katana in a two handed grip.
He stopped, lifted Chesha Neko and held it with both hands as well. It didn't feel right, so he changed the positioning of his hands.
The left hand above the right.
Then he leaned forward slightly, shoulders slightly pulled back, the cords of the muscles of his back shifting and emphasized.
Shiva raised her eyebrows.
"That's not how you hold a long sword."
She spoke up, demonstrating by lowering her Katana a few inches to the ground, then pushing one leg forward.
Davian wordlessly copied her stance. His eyebrows scrunched up in curiosity. The changes he made in the stance he was in felt easier and comfortable.
A glint of something appeared in Shiva's eyes.
"Good."
A soft gale blew past their forms like an old western movie.
There was no signal on when to start.
The two of them simply lunged forward at each other at the same time.
The wind picked up as both their forms flashed across the training yard. The rings and tics of their swords echoing out loudly.
The pressure waves from their clashes destroyed nearby target practice boards and the straw dummies used for sword training.
Davian was finding it easier to keep up with her. A combination of his physique, his soul reading and the new stance which was an immense help.
But only barely.
He couldn't predict where the next attack would land, only forcing his eyes to track the outline of her soul before pushing his body to intercept the path of her strikes.
Little but little he was gaining ground, though he could tell she was still going easy on him.
He was yet to even try an attack. As if providence was finally smiling at him, there was finally an opening!
He knew it could be a feint, however his impatience and frustration got the better of him.
With a roar,
He swung his sword out with all the strength he could exert. A massive shockwave exploded out behind Chesha Neko's path.
The pressure blast was so immense it carved another groove through the already destroyed training yard, throwing away more shadows and impacting the side of a building built on the peak of the hill overlooking the whole island.
The sword aura had seemingly flown over 400 meters, simply from his pure strength alone!
Before Davian could even understand that he had missed, Shiva was already at his back, as silent as a ghost.
'Shit...it really was a feint...' Davian thought, trying to spin only to feel a tremendous force impact the small of his back.
Shiva had given him a ki reinforced kick.
The soul reaper plunged through the wooden wall of one of the dojos built along the perimeter of the training yard, Shiva following closely behind him.
Vandal Savage closed his eyes.
The boy's potential was simply astonishing. Even at a full disadvantage, he was adapting. He was learning, cutting out unnecessary movements.
Even at his best, Savage could at best draw with Lady Shiva. She was quite literally the best Martial Artist and Sword practitioner he knew.
Still...everything was going according to plan. The pawn was moving closer.
All that remained was for Klarion to do his part.
"What the fuck..."
Peacemaker was stunned, shocked and scared.
He prided himself as a man of action. A patriot who never buckled when duty came calling. No matter who he was supposed to go up against.
But this...this was madness.
"...eacemaker..!..Peacemaker!"
He looked away from the fight happening to receive the Waller's angry transmission.
Turns out he had gotten distracted.
"Get your shit together or I will blow your fucking head off!"
She promised, deadly serious.
"Now listen up, here's what you'll do..."
Peacemaker turned to Ra's and Savage.
"Waller proposes a ceasefire. Up until the Scarlet Devil is put down."
Savage who had his eyes closed up until then opened them, revealing that his eyes had changed from normal into a sickly purple color.
Peacemaker took a step back.
The air had become thicker and cloying. Too cloying to properly breath. All because of those sinister purple eyes.
"Does she now?"
The Immortal said, a small savage grin on his already frightening looking face.
"Let me think about it...no."
Then the Immortal snapped a finger.
At first nothing happened, a few scant seconds after, a rumbling could be heard from the ground.
Deep in the dungeon under the Island's surface, Deadman came to a sudden stop with Bronze Tiger on his back.
"Huh? Why'd you stop?"
Cheshire asked in a slurred tone, leaning against the wall of the dungeon's maze like hallways just a few feet behind him.
The sedative they'd given her was yet to wear out so despite the question, she was glad to get a few seconds of rest.
Deadman said nothing. Instead, he dropped Bronze Tiger to the ground, sinking through the floor, before appearing behind Cheshire, grabbing her in a princess carry and immediately flying back the way they came.
"HEY! HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! WE CAN'T..."
Cheshire begun to say only to stop as a miasma of red begun wafting from Bronze Tiger's position.
A scream of raw fury escaped the crippled man. Then he begun to change. Drastically.
His form bunched up, flesh bubbling while a white viscous liquid erupted out of his mouth, covering his face.
The whole dungeon begun to shake.
"What is that thing?!"
Cheshire found herself shouting.
The guttural human screams changed into something animalistic.
Beastly.
Cheshire's soul trembled as she felt herself losing more of her already weakened strength.
Red light begun to pulse from back the way they came.
"Fuck! Fuck! We won't make it!" Deadman chanced a look at their back and paled even more.
"We won't make it! Not unless...
Without warning, he plunged into Cheshire, possessing her.
Thankful that his abilities had undergone a Power-Up, he used his density shifting to push through the ceiling of earth above them, escaping the path of the massive cero produced by...
The ground below Peacemaker in the Batman armor exploded out as a massive hollow punched through.
Peacemaker found himself caught in a long black arm with white tipped sharp claws.
Towering over everything around, everyone momentarily forgot about the fight happening inside the dojo to stare at the white masked, black robed, long nosed and red eyed monstrosity with a hole at the center of it's chest.
Had Davian been there, he would have identified it as a Gillian. The weakest class of Menos Grande.
Only this was no normal Gillian.
Behind it's head, long black dreads waved in the air.
Peacemaker raised up his cannon and started unloading all manner of weapons at its face.
The energy canons, the shoulder pauldron's Gatling guns, the explosive rounds coming out of his wrists... everything he had and yet...
Nothing seemed to even phase the creature. Infact it seemed to get mad.
"Oh sh..."
Peacemaker's words were cut off as his body was squeezed into paste within it's tight grip.
His head popped off his neck, setting off the bomb on the back of his neck and causing an explosion that barely harmed the Gillian.
A white energy seemed to waft into the Gillian from Peacemaker's crumbled remains. It had devoured his soul energy.
Inside the Ark, Amanda Waller knew that the worst possible situation and come to pass.
"Open fire! Unload everything we have on that fuckin dome and the Island! I want to see nothing remain after you're done!"
She ordered with a sense of urgency.
The Ark's weapons started priming for an assault on Infinity Island.
"Hmph. Too late."
Savage stated from next to Ra's.
A loud screech that went from a roar to a sharp whistling sound that targeted the ears, escaped out of the Special Grade Gillian's mouth.
Then with a whip of it's head, a red cero formed before it's bony mask, energy twisting upon itself before it let loose a devastating attack towards the sky.
The dome provided no resistance as the cero tore through it and then swallowed the Ark in a devastating explosion.
In a single move, the battle had shifted sides.
(Davian's P.O.V)
I spat out wood chips while rolling to my feet, escaping a foot stomp from Shiva.
Man, she was manhandling me.
"I haven't been hit that hard by a woman before."
I told her, narrowing my eyes as I studied her soul for her next move.
I needed to win this. I was getting better but not fast enough to actually beat her in the time frame I wanted.
Something was about to happen. I could feel it.
It felt like everytime I reached a benchmark, she would up the ante.
"Get used to it."
She said, sharing the same vicious smirk I had on my face.
"Round 3?"
I asked, rolling my neck.
"If you're up to it."
She quipped, making me chuckle slightly.
"I am so going to kick your ass."
My promise was followed by me kicking a wooden dummy, one of those used for Wing Chun practice, towards her.
She neatly stepped to the side and slashed it apart with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm not done yet."
I told her before copying her earlier move and stomping on the floor of the dojo. The whole building shook.
Shiva steadied her balance very quickly, but I was already on her, swinging my sword towards her shoulder in a lethal move meant to split someone apart.
How do you best someone who outclasses you in skill and agility? By leveraging your strengths.
Or in this case, my strength.
She went down on a knee with a groan, blocking the attack with her Katana, but completely failing to block the mule kick I delivered to her chest.
Shiva shot off, smacked onto the walls of the dojo and broke through into the next room.
I followed her quickly, only to widen my eyes as she was already up and coming at me with a lethal thrust to my neck.
I couldn't raise my long sword fast enough to block.
The Katana inched closer and closer...only for a sharp ring to sound out as it met the side of Chesha Neko's sheath, gripped tightly on my left hand.
She pulled back, narrowly evading a swing from Chesha Neko by cartwheeling back.
We stopped and stared at each other. A small trail of blood seemed to flow down the side of her lips.
That kick I'd delivered had been strong enough to no doubt cause her internal injuries.
It was crazy that she could still be moving.
"You-"
I begun but she immediately went on the offensive again.
Only to stop mid stride as the ground started rumbling.
The wooden rafters begun shaking as a sinister Reiryoku made itself known.
The worst part? It felt so familiar! It felt like mine, only...with something more volatile thrown in the mix.
With a click, everything became clear. The dome hadn't been made to simply drain my spirit energy and suppress me.
No, Savage had planned this.
He had used the drained spirit energy to create something. A hollow with both spirit energy and...the same power running through Klarion's body.
This was like Barragan all over again.
Fuck.
"Sorry, gotta go."
I threw over my shoulder at Shiva, preparing to put down whatever this breed of Hollow was.
Only for the deadly assassin to block my way, moving to the front like a shadow.
"Where do you think you're going?"
She asked, twirling her Katana.
"Step aside. This is more than about us."
My response fell on deaf ears.
She bent low, Katana gripped tightly, her eyes glowing with the promise of death.
"I was wrong about you. You wouldn't take on the world alone. You're just a scared little boy."
Her words strangely cut deep.
Whether it was because I had come to begrudgingly respect her or something, they still made me frown.
"I don't need to prove anything to you." I responded, making eye contact.
"If you want to die...fine. I'm done playing around."
Mirth danced in her eyes. As if the prospect of me beating her was too foreign to consider.
What Shiva didn't know was that the Hollow on the outside had destroyed the dome. The timing couldn't have been better.
I managed to tap into my Spirit energy for just a second. But that second was enough.
"Shikai!"
The euphoria of tapping into my Reiryoku once more was more centering than anything.
My body sang with unrepressed strength and my senses were back to being as sharp as ever.
That was the only reason I felt the massive attack headed towards us.
And despite Shiva being an enemy, I found myself pulling her behind me with my strings as I called out my Fullbring.
(General P.O.V) (few minutes prior)
A loud explosion rang out above Infinity Island.
An explosion that could be seen from miles away. Luckily enough, the island was a long distance from any landmass.
The A.R.G.U.S Ark was split in the middle by the cero.
Without the red dome acting as a shield, the shards of metal and burning debris fell onto the island, destroying more buildings and vegetation.
"Savage! This is not what we agreed upon!"
Ra's yelled, gripping the pommel of the sword at his hip.
The league of shadows followed his move, the air ringing with the sound of drawn metal.
"Isn't it glorious?"
Vandal Savage widened his hands, seemingly unafraid of all the Ninjas surrounding him.
"Imagine this power...on our people. On your Shadows Ra's. Imagine the age of prosperity we could usher in, old friend."
He turned to one of his most important allies, reaching out a gloved hand.
"Join me and let's truly light a path for the world."
He offered.
Ra's Al Ghul looked at the hand.
"No."
He finally answered, looking up at Savage.
"I was with you when you truly wanted what was best for this planet."
The aged leader of the assassins shook his head while adding,
"However, if my island is any indication, you only seek meaningless death and destruction. The League of Shadows has a sacred duty. We do not condone senseless Killing."
"I see..."
Savage's hand fell, not bothering to hide his disappointment.
Ra's turned around.
"In consideration of our friendship, I will let this slide. Leave this island, Vandal Savage and never come back."
The leader of the Shadows took one step forward in a bid to leave...only for red chains to sprout from the ground.
"What is..."
Ra's Al Ghul begun.
The demon's head looked around as the chains surrounded his body, restricting his movements and ensnaring his limbs to the point he was immobilized in place.
His head snapped back to glare at Savage.
"Chaos magic!? What is the meaning of this Savage!?"
Instead of answering, Vandal Savage reached out through the control he had over the Gillian, turning it to face the shadows.
Red energy begun gathering before it's mouth.
"This...is a new dawn."
The hollow released the cero. Pandemonium followed. The spirit energy contained inside rippled out, devouring dozens of Shadows and destroying a good chunk of the island.
(Other side of the Island)
The presence of the massive hollow had not gone unnoticed.
That went double when the hollow begun destroying their home.
Sensei, Ra's Al Ghul's second in command was a man who rarely made a move.
That was not to say he was incapable of delivering on the Demon's Head orders.
Which is why when the unexpected presence of the hollow was not only felt but spotted, he immobilized every other shadow in reserve.
The island needed them.
The Demon's Head needed his army.
A loud gong sounded out across the entire island.
More shadows, these ones led by Sensei himself and Ubu, appeared on the rooftops of the buildings built along the training yard.
They had just arrived to see the monster mow down a dozen of their brothers and sisters.
Warriors that Sensei himself had trained through blood and sweat.
Not to mention, the master's current situation.
There was no time for talk. Only action was needed.
"For the Demon's head. Kill this monstrosity! Show them the wrath of Ra's Al Ghul!"
Sensei commanded.
The shadows descended on the Gillian like a swarm, wielding sharp katanas and other manner of murder weapons...a war had begun.
They realized how out of depth they were, when the first clash resulted in casualties from their side.
None of their attacks could do much to the Gillain.
It's tough hide stopped any sword slashes and anyone too close to it's face would find themselves immediately crushed by the spirit energy.
The Gillian howled, stunning a couple of the shadows before sweeping them apart with a swing of it's clawed hand.
"Stop this." Ra's growled out, grinding his teeth.
His shadows were dying. And there was nothing he could do. Not when the chains grew tighter everytime he tried to move.
His pride...what did it matter when his legacy was in danger of being destroyed?
Yet Vandal Savage remained silent.
"Look at me Dammit! Vandal Savage you traitor! I have given much to your course and this is how you repay my trust?!" The Demon's Head raged.
"Head my words...I shall kill you for this."
Ra's promised.
"Even with all this, you still fail to see the the Light. Klarion, shut him up. We are almost ready for the next step."
Savage finally spoke up.
From Savage's shadow, something rippled and stepped out.
Klarion's red eyes cruelly gazed at Ra's Al Ghul.
"You're so impatient. You didn't even wait for the cool villain monologue! Don't you want to know what's going on?"
Ra's looked at the creature in the form of a boy contemptuously.
"Release me, Chaos Lord or suffer the wrath of Ra's Al Ghul. Nowhere on Earth can you hide from me."
The Demon's Head words dripped with the conviction to make due on his promise.
"Whoooo so scary!" Klarion laughed, lightly brushing Teekl's fur.
"I can't wait to turn you."
His lips stretched up widely.
"You will no doubt be even stronger than the cripple guy! Forcefully combining Spirit energy into monsters and beasts wasn't working. But then we stumbled upon a revelation. The human gene, the most unadaptable..."
Teekl meowed.
Klarion threw a stink eye at the familiar in his hand, now back to it's regular size after Davian had attacked them.
"Adaptable! That's what I said!"
"Klarion...focus."
Savage told him.
"I do what I want!"
The Lord of Chaos barked out at Savage.
A side eye from the Immortal and the Chaos Lord wilted slightly.
Klarion turned to face Ra's Al Ghul.
"The human gene is the most adaptable gene. Throw in a little chaos magic into the mix and the spirit energy not only stabilized the soul, it led to a transformation. A new being. One missing it's inherent humanity, yet more. We call them, Chaos Hollows."
"And what does attacking my forces accomplish?"
The Demon's Head asked.
"Well, that's an easy one. We need to feed it of course! It feeds on souls to grow stronger. Your shadows are like the perfect side dish. And when it is strong enough..."
"It is time."
Savage cut in, making the Gillian that was already pulsing with more energy than before, stiffen and turn towards a certain direction.
"...then it will move on to the main course."
Klarion concluded gazing at their creation with almost...a fondness.
"Kill him! Show that bastard what true chaos is!"
The Gillian's head turned, it's black cloak flaring out, the mask on it's face glowing under the light of the burning buildings and trees surrounding them.
Ra's Al Ghul had done nothing but watch as 90% of his organization was destroyed.
Infinity Island, the headquarters of the League of Shadows...was in a deplorable state.
A cero, this one bigger than anything the Gillian had created before, begun forming infront of it's mouth.
This next attack however, was dangerous enough that there wouldn't even be ruins left of the Island.
The energy warped and twisted, compressing more and more power into a football sized red ball.
The target was the dojo that Shiva and Davian had been fighting in.
The cero wasted no time upon being released to cover the short distance.
Everything in its path went up in a fiery blaze.
The hollow energy inside engulfed the dojo in its entirety, decimating the wall behind the dojo and forming a crater that gave way to a massive groove on the side of the hill below the training yard.
Rocks fell into the tumultuous waters of the ocean as the island lost a huge chunk of itself.
The dust and smoke settled...and something could be seen.
A green shield was revealed, floating at the center of the mindless destruction.
Davian's cold eyes were full of anger as he looked around.
His eyes trailed over the massive Gillian looming over him.
Behind him was Shiva, not moving to attack despite Davian having his back to her.
"Truce?"
Davian offered, gripping Chesha Neko on his right hand and the sheath on his left.
Shiva looked around at the dead shadows. Her students...her colleagues. The culprit was easy enough to spot.
Vandal Savage.
"Truce."
She accepted.
"I shall lend you my weapon. Temporarily."
"No." Davian narrowed his eyes at Klarion and Savage.
"This is personal. My fight. Do not interfere."
Shiva blinked, looking at the strong back. The confident aura he exuded merely by standing in place.
Her lips opened slightly. Then a small smile appeared on her face.
"I see. Very well. Do not idle, we still have a fight to conclude."