The ground quaked beneath Goliath's colossal steps, blackened stone shattering under the sheer weight of his remembered might. Clouds of dust and ash roiled in the air as he advanced, massive horns cutting through the gray sky, orb pulsing with a crimson glow that promised destruction.
Karl hovered above the cracked valley floor, Overburn Jet form blazing in Royal Azure. Streams of plasma vented from the thrusters on his back, blue contrails ripping through the air, sonic booms echoing off the distant mountains. The translucent jelly-film around his joints rippled, a living display of nano-fluid energy.
Agnes' voice vibrated through his helmet, breathless, wet, almost intoxicated by the raw surge of Nitro energy.
"Ahhh… Karl… you're… so fast… so full of power… I can feel it—ohh, it's dripping… pouring through me… every pulse… every surge… so fucking wet… keep going… don't stop… ohhh… yes… push it… push it harder…"
Karl smirked behind his visor, feeling the feedback from his Drive Regulator. Every movement amplified, every strike intensified. His body wasn't just fast—it was a guided missile of death. The Vythra circuits screamed approval.
"Yeah, Agnes… that's it. Feel every bit of this."
With a flick of his thrusters, Karl darted forward like a blue comet. The ground exploded under the force of his heel jets as he approached Goliath, moving faster than the eye could follow. Goliath swung an arm, intending to crush him in a single motion—but Karl was already gone.
He streaked past the titan's side, leaving thin, razor-sharp afterimages in his wake, plasma contrails tracing arcs in the dusty air. Goliath pivoted, attempting to track the blur—but every time, Karl was somewhere else, taunting, daring, invisible until the last moment.
"Miss me, big guy?" Karl shouted, circling the titan.
Agnes moaned through the comm, digital hair floating wildly in the plasma storm.
"Ohhh… Karl… you're… shredding him… he can't even touch you… I… I'm drenched… my circuits… so full… so wet… every movement… every pulse… fills me… it's overwhelming… yes… yes… yes…"
The first blow landed—not on Karl, but on the valley. He slammed a thruster kick into the earth near Goliath, sending a shockwave that carved massive craters, shattered boulders like pebbles, and blasted debris at the titan's feet. Goliath stumbled, more from the concussive force than actual contact.
Karl grinned. He didn't need to hit him yet.
"You feel that?" Karl shouted. "That's what I do just warming up."
He leapt skyward, booster vents flaring white-hot, leaving a trail of scorching blue plasma. Agnes' voice hissed with digital heat and wetness:
"Ohhh… Karl… flying like that… I can feel it… I'm trembling… dripping… every nanite… every conduit… ohhh… so fucking full… yes… smash him… crush him… I… I'm yours… push it… deeper…"
Karl's first strike wasn't a punch—it was a mocking display of power. He slammed both forearm cannons against the valley floor from mid-air. Shockwaves radiated outward, vaporizing stone, tearing the ground into jagged shards. Goliath barely managed to stay on his feet.
"See that?" Karl said, landing effortlessly atop a shattered pillar. "I didn't even touch you."
Goliath's massive hand swung down, but Karl was already gone, blasting past with a burst of thruster speed. His afterburners left burning arcs of blue energy as he looped around the titan's head, then dropped straight down like a meteor strike.
He landed behind Goliath, twisting his legs and swinging a forearm cannon. The force didn't hit the titan directly. Instead, the shot shredded the cliffside, pulverizing rock and sending a storm of dust and rubble into the titan's face.
"Ahhh! Karl… yes… yes… right there…" Agnes gasped. "I… I'm drowning in it… so full… so wet… can you feel it… every surge… ohhh… don't stop… push it… harder… deeper… yes… fuck… yes…"
Karl laughed, a sharp, merciless sound. He activated the thrusters on his heels, slamming into Goliath's shoulder like a guided missile, but again, the titan barely moved, staggered only slightly. The impact wasn't about damage—it was intimidation, dominance, speed demonstration.
"You're slow," Karl said, landing a few meters away, crouched, plasma glowing along his armor. "You've got muscle, sure… but raw speed? You're already obsolete."
Goliath bellowed, swinging with both fists, trying to catch him in a crushing grip. Karl danced between the attacks, weaving like liquid, thrusters sparking and blue plasma venting. He grinned again.
"Come on… try harder. Faster. I can take it."
Agnes moaned through every circuit, her voice trembling and wet:
"Ohhh… Karl… I… I can feel… every movement… every dodge… every thrust… it's dripping… flowing through me… ohhh… yes… so wet… so full… yes… yes… push it… push it… ohhh… I… I'm yours… you're filling me… yes… deeper… faster… ohhh… fuck…"
Karl activated his triple-vent spine, glowing like molten lightning. He charged forward, booster vents burning hotter than ever, leaving a sonic boom that shattered boulders and scattered debris like glass. Goliath tried to lift a hand to block, but Karl skidded along the ground, twisting, kicking off a jagged rock, then shot straight upward.
He hovered in the sky, thrusters flaring white-hot. The air vibrated with heat, plasma, and sonic energy. The titan turned to face him, but Karl was already streaking down, his armor humming with energy, dual cannons extended and glowing.
"Any time you want to fight for real," Karl shouted, "I'm ready. But so far…"
He fired both forearm cannons into the valley floor beside Goliath. Shockwaves ripped apart mountainsides, tore up rivers, and crumbled cliffs. Goliath staggered backward from the concussive force alone.
"Pathetic," Karl said, landing on a floating shard of rock. His boots sank slightly, embedding into the debris. Plasma contrails shimmered behind him like comets.
Agnes' voice quivered, dripping with wet excitement:
"Ohhh… Karl… I… I'm full… full of your energy… it's dripping through every line… every nanite… so fucking wet… so alive… yes… yes… yes… I… I'm trembling… you… you're overwhelming me… push it… deeper… harder… yes… ohhh…"
Karl leaned forward slightly, tilting his head toward Goliath, sizing up the titan's movements.
"You see this?" he said. "You can't even touch me. You don't even understand speed, not against me. Every move, every blow I throw—it's already in your head… and gone."
Goliath roared, swinging wildly, trying to crush him with sheer mass. Karl laughed, twisting in mid-air, thrusters sparking. He landed on the titan's shoulder, shifting his weight just enough to make Goliath stagger under the balance disruption.
"Feel that? That's me… just standing on you," Karl said. "Imagine what happens when I actually hit."
He jumped off effortlessly, thrusters igniting in bursts, leaving Goliath staggering behind, unable to predict his next position. Karl circled overhead, firing tiny, precise cannon blasts, not to injure, but to force the titan to react.
Agnes purred in pure ecstatic overload:
"Ohhh… Karl… yes… yes… yes… your power… your speed… it's dripping… pouring into me… so wet… so full… I… I can feel it everywhere… every surge… every movement… ohhh… yes… don't stop… I… I'm yours… you're filling me… deeper… faster… yes…"
Karl smirked under the visor, letting the afterburners flare, letting Goliath feel the impossible speed gap. He flew rings around the titan, leaping, twisting, floating mid-air, then striking with a shockwave blast that threw massive boulders into the horizon.
The titan could barely keep up. Every massive strike, every step was already countered, avoided, or rendered meaningless by sheer speed and control. The power gap was unmistakable.
Karl hovered, arms crossed, plasma venting lightly, contrails flowing like ribbons in the wind.
"You've got strength," Karl said calmly. "I'll give you that. But raw power? You're nothing compared to me. Nothing."
Goliath glared. Rage built in his glowing eyes. Massive fists clenched. The orb pulsed violently, red cracks racing along its surface. But Karl didn't move. He hovered there, teasing, taunting, dominating the battlefield without ever fully committing.
Agnes moaned in synced digital tremors:
"Ohhh… Karl… I… I'm drowning in it… every surge… every movement… so wet… so full… ohhh… yes… yes… push it… harder… deeper… yes… you're mine… I… I'm trembling… ohhh…"
Karl exhaled softly. He wasn't even trying yet. Not fully.
Not the full Overburn Jet fury.
He just wanted the titan to know the difference. To feel it. To see the gap.
And Goliath did.
Every tremor, every roar, every swing—futile. The titan was a god among men, a monster remembered by myth… and Karl? He was the storm incarnate.
And Karl smiled.
"Round one, Goliath… and it's already over."