'An emolit!', Duba thought as a wickedly splendid grin twisted upon his face whilst maintaining the steadiness of his focus on his opponent.
And he was not wrong. For the chief had used a power that had long existed eith Duba and so seeing this again after so so many years of slumber and confinement truly set his heart a blaze!
The emolit. In the beginning we defined it as the sole definition of a Heritage warrior's abilities, but in truth it was not just not a defining factor alone but also a peak of what could be called an ultimate peak of one's abilities altogether. A final move. A final wildcard. All these statements were just mere definitions of the power that lain within an emolit. Whether weak or strong, this was as well enough to put them on the equal footing! And make already terrifying figures a nightmare for the worst of the best.
And right here and now, Duba who was assured of this being bound to happen was actually quite shaken. Why? Well, with that smile on his face it certainly couldn't be blunder in the midst of battle, right? That would just get him killed!
So what was this separate reaction of his body supposed to mean? Well, in this instance it simply meant one of two things.
One, was that the overall presence that the chief now exuded was enough to partially awaken the host of this body and cause his realization upon the weight of the situation he was in to dawn on him. Wherever in his mind he lain.
And two, was that Duba was either so initially terrified or invigorated at this site that this vessel equally responded with unclarity.
His mind was a haze of excitement, panic and analysis. His gaze,e was fixed on what he constantly questioned in his mind. He thought to run but knew that would limit his range of site for the enemy. He wanted to disappear and leave this boy's body, but had gifted it so much he felt quite rather 'attached' to it.
He wanted to may be even- no, that would just get him now sooner than he could get to speak because-
Stomp!
"Rwaaaaa! Get over here kid, I'm willing to let all this go if you tell me what's going with a swift and clear apology!"
He had riled up his enemy enough to have him on his back like a tick to a cow. And so, he smiled even wider his left leg pushing to his back at little more and his hand flexed and then so did all the flesh in this vessel.
He then retorted, "Ahhhh I'm here to fight not waste-"
Swoosh, stomp!
Before getting could even finish, what seemed to look a demon none the dought had appeared no, spawned right in front of him.
With its weapon coming straight for his face, that which was its fist, but unfortunately for the monster of the medayn Era this was all but the more kind of-
Swish, step, swoosh!
Warm up hit.
As he then swiftly dought while as well narrowly escaping the wrathful force of the rest this 'basic' hit. With bo second wasted, the chief hollow shifted and delivered a mighty lower left kick to Duba, sending him flying through the buildings as result of a perfectly connected hit.
Glass, cement, wood amd wires is all that the body of Duba felt as he flew through what felt like a hundred buildings, but reality had just been a few dozen. And from the last building he flew through, he then found himself midair getting a rough breeze if the fresh air in this town.
And as his body fully departed from the cloud of debree his body had created, he loosened himself as we see him un curl his body as he felt his heart race. Vigorously, monstrously and abnormally so, but he did not care to give that even a single grain of his attention as he then gazed upon a silhouette that dawned over him. Was it a cloud perhaps? Yes, it was but-
"Rwaaaa, 'Emo-skill: Nuke bullet!' Ten percent radiance!"
A meaty mass of clouded fury.
'Mmmm? Why did he go quite all of a sudden, did he use a mental command... ha ha ha, this guys is that strong?'
Duba thought as it was strange gow the chief could be as careless as to lack what curses to blared out to his his opponent.
But soon enough, he got well reassured that his suspicions...
Wurrrrrr!
Were but mere facts of the surfaced bits of his power!
He positioned his arms like before as they prepared to Sheild him from what might have been a sure end for him or atleast this vessel.
Ba-thump!
Tzzzzt!
'Huh?'
But in the midst of the full preparation for an impenetrable defense card, a message came from what was in between all but normal.
'That's strange. Was that my-'
Zuuuur, boooom!