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Regarding Zafkiel, Fini still had some impressions; he remembered it involved abilities related to time and eyes, but he had forgotten the specific effect of the Fourth Bullet: Dalet.
Fini's feelings toward this extraction were actually a bit complicated. At the moment of the pull, he could feel the enhancement from Golden Derivative Magic taking effect.
However, luck is a difficult thing to quantify. Judging by the result—pulling Zafkiel's Fourth Bullet—he couldn't help but think that since there was a "four," there must at least be a one, two, and three as well!
Regardless, Fini made a silent vow to try his best never to perform an extraction in the middle of a battle again.
Snapping back to reality, he saw that Killian, possessing the self-restraint of a proper villain, was actually still chatting with Tony.
"Do you know? For the first twenty minutes, I really thought you would come. But for the next hour, I..." Killian poured out his emotions to Tony.
Fini, perhaps because his mood was soured by the thought of a "low-luck" pull, felt his impatience grow as he listened to this long-winded sob story.
While the extraction results weren't technically Killian's fault, Fini felt that if it weren't for his desire to harvest the man's experience points, he wouldn't have rushed the pull so haphazardly.
"What's the point of all this talk!"
Fini directly cut them off, speaking testily: "He lied to you, sure, but he didn't tell you to start a terrorist campaign!"
Both Killian and Tony snapped their heads around to look at Fini.
"What? Am I wrong?" Fini glared at Killian, continuing irritably: "At most, he broke a promise and failed to keep his word. That is no excuse for everything you're doing now!"
"Knight of Punishment..." Killian looked at Fini, his expression unchanging. He nodded and said, "Yes, Tony isn't technically at fault for much. He simply taught me the true meaning of despair."
"Heh!" Fini let out a cold laugh, the sarcasm in it clear to anyone listening.
Killian wasn't exactly known for having a good temper, especially after being injected with Extremis. If it weren't for the fact that he was facing Tony and felt he could finally get his revenge tonight, he wouldn't have been in such a talkative mood.
"Honestly, I'm dying to know what you look like under that armor!" Killian didn't argue the point further, choosing instead to stare at Fini.
"Not long ago, someone asked me to deal with you. I refused because I thought it would be too much trouble. It seems I made a mistake!"
"Then you really should have come looking for me sooner!"
Fini grew even angrier. If Killian had come earlier, he wouldn't have had to do that mid-fight pull; he might have even extracted the entire Zafkiel set by now.
Tony, standing nearby, could hear the fury in Fini's voice. He was just a bit confused—he and Killian were the ones talking, so why was Fini the one so pissed off?
As the saying goes: Endure for a moment and the more you think, the angrier you get; take a step back and the more you think, the more it feels like a loss.
Thinking about the potentially better rewards he might have missed, Fini found Killian more and more annoying to look at. He turned to Tony and asked, "Are you going to keep chatting?"
"Uh..." Tony hesitated, not sure how to answer.
"Forget the chat. Let's finish him off quickly. I suddenly have things to do!"
Because of his bad mood, Fini didn't use Explosion Magic for a long-range bombardment. Instead, he descended to the ground, intending to teach Killian a lesson with his fists.
Seeing Fini's aggressive approach, Killian cracked his neck and gave a savage grin. Although he preferred to deal with Tony, he didn't mind settling things with Fini first.
Driven by his confidence in Extremis, Killian didn't believe Fini was invincible. Facing Fini's incoming fist, he threw a punch of his own to meet it.
CRACK!
The two fists collided. Killian was forced back several steps, his wrist letting out a sharp snap as it twisted into a highly "artistic" shape.
It's important to remember that under the triple enhancement of the Breathing Technique, Incursio, and Golden Derivative Magic, Fini's strength could only be described as terrifying.
However, a wound like this was a minor inconvenience for Extremis. In less than two seconds, Killian's wrist snapped back to its original form. His face flushed with rage, and his fists glowing red, he lunged forward again.
Fini didn't back down. He reached out and grabbed one of the glowing fists.
He had to admit, Extremis was quite potent. Even through the plating of Incursio, Fini felt a searing heat radiating into his palm.
Fini didn't hold on for long. As Killian raised his other fist to strike, Fini released his grip, pushed off the ground, and performed an agile flip over the man's head. Simultaneously, he delivered a kick to Killian's back, sending him flying face-first into the dirt.
Landing smoothly, Fini spun around. Before Killian could crawl back up, Fini hit him with an instant-cast Explosion Magic blast to the back, pinning him back to the ground.
Fini pressed his advantage, dashing to Killian's side. Just as he was about to grab the man's head for a knee strike, Killian suddenly looked up, mouth wide open, a red light glowing deep in his throat.
Seeing this, Fini was reminded of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's 'Burst Stream of Destruction' and instinctively dodged backward.
In the next second, a narrow pillar of fire erupted from Killian's mouth.
Fini watched as Killian closed his mouth and stood up. He remarked in surprise, "Oh? You can spit fire too!?"
Meanwhile, Fini took a quick glance at the surrounding battlefield. Since Killian was preoccupied with him, the rest of the Extremis soldiers had swarmed Tony.
Although Tony's suit was heat-resistant, these Extremis-enhanced soldiers didn't just have heat—they possessed immense strength and durability. From the looks of it, Tony was slowly being overwhelmed.
"Come forth! Blue-Eyes White Dragon!"
Seeing the situation, Fini summoned his dragon.
The massive Blue-Eyes White Dragon instantly drew everyone's attention the moment it appeared. Fini ignored them all and issued a command to the beast: "Everyone except the ones in armor is an enemy!"
"ROAR!"
With a deafening roar, the dragon flapped its wings and joined the fray, moving to assist Tony.
"Alright, let's start round two!" Fini said, turning his attention back to Killian.
Killian's expression was grim. First, his base was being systematically destroyed, costing him a fortune. Second, Fini's combat prowess had far exceeded his expectations.
However, Killian didn't give up. He still believed he could win. So far, the damage Fini had dealt was within his regenerative limits. He believed that as long as he could peel Fini out of that armor, the victory would be his.
"I originally only wanted Tony to experience true despair. Now, it seems I'll have to add another person to that list!" Killian snarled, his upper body flashing red as the tattoos on his chest became increasingly vivid.
Fini ignored the posturing. He just wanted to pummel Killian to vent his frustration, end the fight, and head home to test out the effects of Zafkiel: Dalet.
(End of Chapter)