(Quintiles 29, 59 / 9:01PM)

Gwen stood face to face in the cellular office layout with a boastful lich.

(Cameron) You know I held back against those weaklings back at the bar. Now that I’m fighting you of all people, I could go all out with my power.

(Gwen) Interesting, because I barely tapped a bit into my power too.

Gwen, instead of being in a fighting position like the rest of the dark angels, decided to put her hands into her pockets, tilting her head slightly to the right as she let out a cheerful smirk. Seeing that Cameron’s body was twitching, his hands seeming to be on the verge of breaking his knuckles, Gwen straightened her back as she cleared her throat.

(Gwen) You want to hit me, do you? You're edging a lot right now so it’s ok if you let it out~

(Cameron) Oh, I’m ready to let it all out~!

Raising his left arm upwards, Cameron continued to stare right at Gwen’s face, her smirk continuing to twitch his body endlessly. In a small motion, the couple of bats that were sitting on Cameron’s shoulders started to twitch their heads.

Which caused Gwen to take a step back while continuing to smirk at the lich boy.

(Gwen) Are you going to summon more bats? Do you think I’m going to be taken down by bats of all things?

Cameron closed his eyes as he started to breathe in and out, his face started to clench itself as his cheekbones and jawline were more present than before. His chiseled face and body starting to showcase more bones than fat and muscle, he turned his head up towards the white ceiling, his eyes on the verge of rolling back into his head.

Gwen felt an immaculate air around Cameron, his body and soul beginning to thin or rather loosen from himself as his mouth and black eyes continued to drip out tar from those ends. His feet make a hole around him along the floor, small cracks from the walls can be felt and heard by the pressure alone.

(Cameron) Site of Retieration.

In an instant, his entire body became utterly nuzzled against by hundreds upon hundred of black bats. Spreading his arms wide, his palms facing towards Gwen, he tilted his head to the left as he let out a sly smirk, his all-black eyes continuing to let out a couple of tar tears.

With his head turning towards Gwen, the rest of the bats followed suit, their heads completely envisioning Gwen’s soul. His legs put themselves together in a sort of military stance, and his feet were pointing to Gwen’s body.

(Cameron) What? Intimidated? Nervous? Scared? Do you feel the dread of despair yet? Do you fear what I’m going to do next? Do you…

Cameron then started to walk backward right alongside the wall, his bats now starting to fly all over him as his entire body was now being shielded. His chest upheaving like normal, he turned the direction of his palms to where it faced the ceiling.

(Cameron) Fear death?

In response, Gwen extended her right hand towards Cameron, her palm emitting a yellowish light the same as usual. The light particles slowly created something from within her hand, the light started to shine on the entire office floor.

The object that Gwen envisioned was a simple one, an object that Gwen stuck with to this very day…

Or rather something close to it.

The yellowish object of light that Gwen formed in her hand was nothing more than a whip, a small whip that had a small razor edge on the tip of it.

(Gwen) Pfft … so I was right, you just spawned more bats.

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(Cameron) I’ll just show you how powerful I can be!

Pointing his hands towards Gwen, the hundreds of bats that flew around him like an aerial shield started to dissipate into the wind.

Gwen didn’t pay any mind to the bats being gone, as her right hand that held the whip continued to be more or less loose. She put her left hand over her mouth, her mouth opening wide as she…

Let out a loud yawn.

(Gwen) Yawn … so uh when are we fighting? Today? Tomorrow? It feels like yesterday now—

The bats that were dissipated in the wind now returned to the present motion of air, as Gwen used her peripheral vision to locate the many bats coming at her from both her left and right.

In slow motion, the dozens upon dozens of angry-mouthed bats opened their mouths wide, their fangs and teeth sharp and rigid as their mouths foamed from their saliva. Gwen raised her whip and she started to curl her fingers tighter.

(Gwen’s thoughts) Hmmm … I was never good at math or arithmetic, but I guess that’s a lot of bats huh?

Crouching down, she glided backward across the carpet as the material started to receive electrical shots and bolts along the wool. Having her feet just sliding back a couple of feet from her original position, she steadied her eyes at the horde as her fastening speed wasn’t enough for them to catch onto.

Standing herself up back to her normal position, she braced her whip as she noticed that the two groups managed to collide with each other, the groups now being into one. Seeing this, gave her the perfect chance.

(Gwen) Breaking Scourge.

Pushing her light whip with ease, the small and short whip lashed out towards the group of bats, the razor edge not even big enough to reach at least one bat. Against the many bats that were now turning their heads in slow motion at the freckled woman, the only thing Gwen went out from her mouth was a millisecond chuckle.

Until.

The entire horde of bats was obliterated by a colossal sonic boom.

In the present motion, the horde of bats was swept away in one massive blast of compacted and dense air, the air that blasted them twice the speed of a sniper rifle round.

Nothing but tar scattered across the white walls and carpet floor, leaving no trace of internal organs or skin to be smeared. Scattering across all directions, the tar managed to be smeared against both Gwen and Cameron’s bodies and faces.

Because of the wind and air being pushed against by a great force, the thrust of Gwen’s whip managed to thrust against any of the cubicles and any material that was in the whip's way. In an immersive display of strength, the gust broke away the carpet and the stone walls, tearing apart the very wool and fabric.

Which left the floor from up above to pour what lay right on top of it.

And another floor.

And another…

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Almost three to four stories above them, a giant hole was created, at an angle, leading the hole out towards the side of the building.

Turning her head towards Cameron, Gwen still kept her whip in check, barely keeping it loose as she eyed the lich boy with pushed-down eyes. Putting her whip right along her shoulder as if she were wielding a dormant rifle, she put her left hand onto her hip yet again, tilting her head to the left.

(Gwen) So … how’s that for power?

Cameron started to let a bead of sweat roll down from his forehead, his face already pale to begin with as his nostrils started to open with every inhale and exhale. His breathing turned irregular, with his chest starting to contract and contort, Cameron still yet put his arms close to his body as he did a fighting stance.

Noticing the stance that he was making, Gwen let out a sigh as she rubbed the back of her head with her left hand, caressing her long hair with her fingernails.

(Gwen) You still wanna go?

(Cameron) I have more power in me! I-I still have, watch!

Cameron crouched down as he put his right palm onto the ground, his knees bent with the tips of his toes putting pressure on the carpet. Having his left hand extended back out, pointing in the opposite direction of Gwen, another sense of aura circled him yet again.

Tapping her shoulder with her whip repeatedly, Gwen let out another yawn, this time letting it out loudly without the need to cover it with her mouth.

(Cameron) You think I’m a joke! Just you wait!

Coming out of his left hand was yet again, another spawning of dozens upon dozens of bats, appearing out of thin air as they all nestled themselves onto Cameron. With the bats all circling the lich boy, making another shield around him, Cameron still was in his lunge position.

And with a simple thrust to both of his feet, he lept straight towards the unguarded Gwen, having his right arm pulled back as he expanded his little yet dangerous muscles on his arm. Reaching closer and closer to the freckled woman, Cameron pushed against the carpet with his left heel, making him jump upward as he looked down at the woman.

(Cameron) Eat shit!

Having his right hand clenched itself into a fist, he barreled his fist towards Gwen’s face, the tips of his knuckles inches away from hitting her cheekbone.

But they didn’t.

(Cameron’s thoughts) Huh? She was right there—

(Gwen) Going hand-to-hand combat with me? Wow, a round of applause for basicity.

Gwen was far away; she was in the middle of the hallway, with a trail of carpet on fire as her speed managed to create enough friction. With her being twenty to thirty feet away from Cameron, she let out a huff as she shook her head sideways, still having that smirk.

While she placed her hands on her hips, tilting her head as her nostrils flared up.

(Gwen) Don’t your parents ever tell you to not hit a defenseless woman?

(Cameron) Shut up!

Cameron lunged himself towards Gwen yet again, eyeing her face as usual as he thrust his right hand. His fist inches away from Gwen, but she vanished just as he was about to hit her on the last millisecond, his eyes widening as he started to grind his teeth together.

But same as usual, Gwen vanished, a trail of carpet on fire as her last evidence.

Landing in the hallway, barely able to stop himself from hitting the wall, Cameron looked around him as he tried to find the woman. Looking at every angle and corner of the office floor, he put his hands towards the back of his head, his fingernails digging into his scalp.

(Cameron) Can’t you just fight me normally?! Show up and fight me like a man!

(Gwen) Hold up, I’m not a man.

Hearing the freckled woman’s voice in the back of him, Cameron turned to see that Gwen had her whip down as her hand was motionless to gravity. Her grip on the whip not loosening one bit, the sudden airburst of wind came crashing onto him as his hair and skin fluttered from the listening speed.

Still having the bats around him like an aerial shield, Cameron extended one of his hands out as he pointed his finger towards Gwen, the bats surrounding him turning their attention to her.

Letting out an out-of-breath chuckle, with his left hand on his knee as he slightly hunched back, Cameron cleared his throat as his vocals started to quell, his walking turning to stomp.

(Gwen) I may be flat-chested, but I’m a woman dork.

(Cameron) Let her have it!

Half of the bats left to reach towards Gwen, the flying bodies trying to surround her as she looked up towards the horde. Pulling back her whip, she didn’t need to make a stance, as she hurled the whip right towards the horde that was flying.

Not that much strength compared to her first strike, the gushing air wiped away the group of bats off the face of Terra, the bullet wind blowing away a huge hole on top of the floor above it.

More tar was smeared right in front of her face and body, her vision was blocked by a piece of bat skin.

Cameron sprinted to the left side of Gwen.

(Cameron’s thoughts) She may be strong, but she’s slow-headed!

The bats that were surrounding him went around Gwen, half of his horde trying to loop around her towards the right side. While continuing to have the rest of the horde circling his body, he reached where Gwen was standing, pulling back his arm as he lodged it forward.

Having his knuckles millimeters within touching her cheekbones, Cameron let off a devilish smirk, the crevices of his lips reaching the height of his bottom ears as his teeth showed.

(Cameron’s thoughts) And it looks like I just—

A hand gripped the helm of Cameron’s wrist.

Gwen’s fingernails dug into his bones, causing his eyes to clench shut as his head arched back. His whole body starting to shake from the stabbing pain, the bats continued their pursuit towards Gwen.

Glancing to the right, her right hand that wielded her whip launched itself towards the group of bats. The whip made the air around it faster than a sniper bullet as the horde of bats managed to be cleansed yet again, creating yet another hole on top of the ceiling as it traveled a couple of floors above.

Another smear of tar launched itself around the office floor yet again, Gwen’s body was drenched with blood as she sniffed the foul and putrid scent of the creature’s liquids. After her third time displaying her power, she turned her head towards Cameron, her eyes slanting at the lich boy.

(Gwen) What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?

Cameron’s knees began to buckle as the pain started to become more pressurized, his legs collapsing onto themselves as he landed on his shins. Tar coming out of his mouth, as well as his wrist, starting to pour tar on the carpet, his vocals started to strain themselves as he looked his head up.

Gwen then pulled Cameron up out of the ground.

(Gwen) You know, come to think of it. I’ve been going on the defense for most of our fight…

Cameron’s eyes started to roll back onto the back of his head as the pain from his wrist started to melt him, as a yellowish light flowed into his wrist and hand, causing it to swelter and steam. Almost like fried chicken, Cameron’s entire hand and wrist felt like being deep fried.

(Cameron) How … are you doing this … What is this…?

(Gwen) This is a power way above blessings bud. Hehe, even above curses too.

Gwen then pulled back her left hand, with Cameron’s body going along with the motion of her hand. Her grip on his wrist tightened even more, as well as the glowing yellow light burning up his wrist and hand, started to reach into the depths of his arm.

Cameron let out a piercing shriek.

(Gwen) Are you ready for this?!

Having her whip with her right hand, she focused a little bit of her strength onto her left arm, thrusting it as she threw the lich like a speeding bullet.

Cameron’s entire body flew through many cubicles, hitting the stone walls despite not being able to stop. Bumping into many different objects such as desks, typewriters, and many other office materials, he managed to stop not at the glass…

But.

Someone stopped him.

Feeling the same hand clutching onto his skin, burning it with her yellowish light, a trail of dense friction and fire made another trail in front of him.

(Gwen) I’m not done having fun. You know you need to learn your lesson buddy.

Throwing him yet again, Cameron hit the many cubicles a second time as he tumbled and rolled all across the entire office floor, his entire body bleeding out tar as his white skin was covered in bruises.

Not having the strength to stand up, Cameron laid his body motionless to the ground as he couldn’t turn his head towards Gwen’s direction.

But Gwen wasn’t done.

(Gwen) Now for my final act!

With her right hand, she let her whip motionless to gravity. Closing her eyes, the yellowish particles managed to make the leather much longer than it should be, almost as if the whip had been turned into a rope.

But it still had the razor edge on the tip.

Bending down, Gwen grabbed towards where Cameron’s neck was, wrapping her left hand around it softly as his entire body was up in the air. Letting out a gigglish chuckle escaping from her mouth, she saw the sight of the petrified Cameron, his eyes barely able to see what was in front of him.

(Gwen) You thought I was losing? Nah.

Thrusting her long whip at Cameron, his body was not whipped, but bound by the leather, the yellowish light creasing his waist harshly as he felt his waist being cut open. Letting out a child-like scream coming out of his body, Gwen let go of his neck.

And then she started to twirl around, having both of her hands holding the whip with Cameron in tow.

Spinning around endlessly, the speed increased evermore each time she fulfilled a turn. Her feet and heels dug themselves into the carpet, and the fabric and material started to catch on fire as the friction was enough to spread the fire around her.

(Gwen) Roses are red, violets are blue.

As her spinning reached an inhuman climax, with the air around them turning into a sharpening vortex around them, Gwen saw from her eyes the horse-lich boy starting to get his skin peeled off from him. Seeing the terror in his eyes, his eyes were on the verge of letting out tearful tears…

(Gwen) Goodbye Cameron, so away you flew.

Gwen then let go of her whip.

(Gwen) Hey, that was pretty good!

And in that instant, a huge and gargantuan blast rocked the tower from within, as a massive hole gushed out from the building. With several stories around the floor where the blast was launched sharing the same huge hole, the pillars of the building started to creak.

Not even bothering to put her butt down on the floor or lay near a wall, Gwen put both of her hands down as she squinted at the flying Cameron.

In front of her, the clouds soon began to part as the ash-covered orange sky soon created a little hole only for her.

His entire body becoming less foreseen with her eyes, she couldn’t even tell if his muscles and bones were still intact. Placing both of her feet on the edge of the large hole, she noticed sprinkles of white pigmented skin shedding off from the corners of his skin, followed by a bit of black liquid tracing along the sky.

Pushing her face down, her usual smile was replaced by a small frown.

(Gwen’s thoughts) Sucks that nobody remembered you till the very end.