Zhredder and his gang drank in Rooster’s noble appearance for a lengthy period without saying or doing anything. Eventually, Zhredder snapped out of his trance and commanded his crew to take care of the golden threat.
“You jackoffs! Why are you all eyeing him like he’s candy? Hurry up and kick his ass before I trample all over you!”
“Y-Yes boss!” The Guillotine Squad snapped out of their hypnotic state then charged Rooster with medieval valour. “YAAH! Let’s kill that son of a slut!”
As the Guillotine Squad surrounded Rooster, Zhredder saw his men turned into specks of dust that got carried away with the wind; leaving behind only their Silver Ghoul Souls.
“What the f*ck was that?” Zhredder cursed. He couldn’t fathom the reality of how he had lost every member of his gang in the blink of an eye.
Rooster glared up on Zhredder and said coolly: “You’re next.”
Zhredder was pissed off by Rooster’s boost of confidence and intractable attitude. “Oh yeah, I’m next, huh? Suck my limp dick you golden mother-f*cker!”
Saying this, Zhredder commanded his armoured beast to attack Rooster. The armoured beast leapt towards Rooster with its stinger pointing forward. It wanted to impale Rooster beyond recovery.
Perceiving the incoming threat, Rooster shifted his body to the side with enough motion to avoid getting impaled by the malefic armoured beast. Right after dodging the piercing attack, Rooster gripped the beast’s stinger and ripped it from its elongated carcass.
Some feculent liquid began spewing about uncontrollably. Taking note of the severed beast’s tail, Zhredder lashed out with his humongous dual-guillotine blades.
“Let’s see you get away from this bitch!” Zhredder dual-guillotine blades approached Rooster with extreme precision, on their way to their target, they kicked up a mountain of dust while splitting the air asunder.
“I promise that I would crush you to bits and I will.” Rooster dashed forward still holding the severed stinger. When he came into proximity with Zhredder’s blades, the Buddhist aura surrounding him clasped its hands which sent out a dreadful shockwave that completed destroyed the dual-guillotine blades.
“Impossible!” Zhredder couldn’t believe what had just happened. His face was twisted with unbelief and dismay. “F*ck you! F*ck you! You son of a bitch!”
“Right back at ya!” Rooster leapt into the air; positioned himself above the armoured beast then smashed downward with the severed stinger.
BOOM!
“AAhh!” Zhredder jumped off the armoured beast head just in time to avoid getting crushed. “You motherfu…” Before Zhredder could finish his expletive, Rooster attacked him from above with a Buddhist Palm Strike.
Zhredder was smashed deep into the ground. Now he was getting a taste of the same medicine that he fed to Hard Steel earlier.
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“NAAAHH!” Zhredder let out a resounding scream which almost shattered his voice box. Afterwards, he clenched his Purple Soul Insignia and drew out all of its latent powers. The earth underneath Zhredder vibrated then collapsed. Now he was in the middle of a large crater with arcane energies permeating around him.
Zhredder looked up at Rooster who was floating in the air like a deity. “You think that you are so majestic huh, golden boy? Wait until I cut you down to size!”
“AAAAAAH!” A lot of purple fumes burst out of the crater that Zhredder was in. That same energy surrounded him, forming into an impenetrable armour which he then used to swat away Rooster’s Buddhist Palm Strike.
“Feel my wrath jackass!” Zhredder spread his arms apart, in doing so he continued to materialize raging guillotines which he tossed at Rooster non-stop.
Rooster evaded as many guillotines as possible as he made his way closer to Zhredder. He didn’t even have to try that hard because the golden aura he boasted guided his path. Reaching closer to Zhredder, Rooster reached out with his palm and gripped Zhredder’s neck.
“This is the end of the line for you, Zhredder.”
“Don’t you dare say my name ass-wipe!”
Without lingering any further, Rooster applied crushing force to his hand and snapped Zhredder’s windpipe. Afterwards, Rooster touched palms with Zhredder, taking control of his Grace of Pinnacles. Finished dealing with Zhredder, Rooster tossed his corpse into the crater below, sometime later, his body vanished like it never existed, leaving behind his Silver Ghoul Soul.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” At the Ghoul Stadium inside of the Elimination Chamber, Zhredder was throwing a tantrum. He and his crew were the first set of Tomb Riders to be eliminated. The humiliation he felt was so heart-rending it almost made him explode with anger.
“Boss Zhredder please calm down.”
“Yeah boss calm…”
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” Zhredder began beating down on his own men to alleviate some of his stress. “You golden Rooster motherf*cker! I’m going to kill you!”
“Achuuu!” Rooster felt an allergy overcame him suddenly and sneezed. “Could someone be talking about me?” Finished gathering up the Ghoul Souls inside of the abandoned ruins, Rooster went to check on Hard Steel’s condition.
“Are you okay buddy?” While pulling Hard Steel from underneath some rubble, Rooster coated him in his golden aura which surprisingly also possessed healing properties.
“Huh…?” Hard Steel opened his eyes to find his body in a rejuvenated state. It was as if he hadn’t sustained any critical injuries at all. With the help of Rooster, he stood up and was amazed to have his arm again.
“Wow! I can’t believe it. You actually took care of those guys all by yourself. Tell me what happened.” Hard Steel was eager to hear Rooster’s side of the story.
“Well…” Rooster scratched the side of his head. “It wasn’t much. I just went glowy then Smash! Smash! Smash!”
“Ah, that’s not really descriptive but ok, I got the gist of what you’re trying to say.” Hard Steel was disappointed with the way Rooster told his story but that momentary feeling faded very quickly when he began taking in Rooster’s appearance.
“Rooster you’re glowing! And what’s with that Buddha? This must be the effect of the Golden Soul Insignia right?” Hard Steel was hopping around Rooster like an elated little child. A while later, Rooster’s golden aura started to fade. “Huh, where did it go? Has it expired already?”
“No, I don’t think so.” Answered Rooster. “I have this strange feeling that this Golden Soul Insignia isn’t like the others. It’s like it has no expiration period only an interval when it cools down.”
“Really?” Rooster responded with a nod. “Then that’s awesome. Most likely we’re the only ones in possession of a Golden Soul Insignia. With it, we might be unstable! Sorry I meant unstoppable.”
Rooster agreed with Hard Steel. “Yes, no one can stand in our way now.”
“Come on big fella. Let’s go meet up with the others. I bet that they will be surprised to know that we have in our possession, two Grace of Pinnacles.” Hard Steel collected the remaining Silver Ghoul Souls and gained a Soul Insignia. Afterwards, he along with Rooster left the abandoned ruins and rode off into the desert.