> Of forms and selves greater, of the paranormal extents.
Wells squatted before a colorful background, holding out three fingers with a rock themed attire, holding his Edge behind him, and the word “for-octa” by his sides.
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Wells continued his observation of the prince, who had just shattered the ice he made, and survived all his sent-forth attacks.
He bowed his head and began rationalizing the prior events.
David looked back with benign indifference.
Amidst this, David's allies kept watch from their seating. "...David can survive ice and fire? (And even more!?)" Probacon inquired with an astonished presentation. "Sure did, Proba-kun~,” spoke a gleeful Wok.
"(Wait…who's David again?)" "Amazing! Void Rein can do that much!?,” exclaimed the Djin.
"Pfft. Void Rein,” laughed Kai.
"It is Void Rein…right?" "Look a tad bit closer, Pro.” Noot iterated, looking to direct the rather bewildered Djin.
Probacon shifted forward to look closer at David's frame, his biology and present essences.
He swiftly perceived a noticeable absence of any emission of Void energy at the moment, leaving him deeply befuddled.
"Wha-!?" He exclaimed in his confusion. "While the power of Void Rein does grant protections against those, David makes no use of it at the moment.” Adashu explained.
"So…what then?" Probacon asked, left even more perplexed. "Just watch and see…"
On the Field's platform, David still kept eyes on Wells, while the Shinigami was still in thought.
Eventually, he concluded his meditation, and looked back up. "What is it, Wells?" The Nafiman inquired.
"...A rather easy resistance to World Warper's reality changing effects. Unsurprising nonetheless, given…,” responded a relatively relaxed Wells.
"My origin?" David interrupted. "And yet you still employed it?”
"Yeah, yeah. Don't be a prick. Was just testing the Release’s two abilities.”
“Editing reality based on the Spirit Essences within the area, and gaining all knowledge of said area, a nigh-omniscience of sorts. (Though only when activated). I know a lot, including...”
“Your reason for looking to end this fight soon."
David's eyes widened in shock at this revelation, as it was somewhat unexpected.
But he would just bow his head and hummed.
"Well then, you should understand my plight.” David spoke. And Wells began self-meditation yet again. The Mighty Nafimans. Homo Gigas. Hybrids.
Their blood, a blend from corporally-augmented humans…and angelic-essenced demi-deities, possessing variably extraordinary physical and mental prowesses. And few added traits, including…, thought the Shinigami, while in the Seating space was a flabbergasted Probacon upon being divulged this knowledge by Noot.
Dominion over their own biology.
Ranging from controlling functions, to withstanding highly detrimental factors and conditions, to regeneration, unnatural bodily coordination, adaptive growth, and more. Taking the term "the body is but the mind's playground" literally.
Such…is their bestowed divine genetic gift!
"If possible, may I do a little ‘testing’ of those capabilities?,” requested a rising Wells as he spun his blade in large arcs, greatly interested in the Nafiman might.
"Come!," commanded David with folded arms, and a sharp focus in his eyes.
The Shinigami threw everything possible at the prince with his weapon positioned before him. Increasing the gravity around the latter by a hundredfold, shooting poisons at his face, causing extreme thermal fluctuations to both ends, and attempting to transmute his opponent by altering his biology.
《Presented with the chance, the Reaper gives his all, unending in his methods…》
He changed approach, now instead shooting flames greater than magma in heat, producing a gas that induced both repose and paralysis, firing all forms of earth and rock in spikes, and severe blasts of air and harmful chemicals, all in one swing of his weapon.
《His pace rapid and unchecked, because the manner of his action are of no consequence …》
Not a single one of these had any effect on the Nafiman, who just stood in place without an issue at hand.
《To the mighty giants’ resiliency.》
Wells gazed in annoyance and a level of intrigue at this small experiment's results.
The masses themselves overlooked with anxious expressionism.
"...My turn." David said with no emotional switch, and hands placed together in similarity to prayer positioning, all while a blend of a heavenly corona and a spiritual air permeated from his body with a shine.
Suddenly, behind and above him appeared many portals of holistic nature, channeled from the above via inner will and spark, and containing and preparing to release physical materials with vigorous force.
He closed his eyes, and immediately forth from each of these portals came out those materials in the form of beacons positioned towards Wells, whilst both the earth and sky rumbled.
Wells rapidly recovered his Regal Excalibur, using it to reflect these attacks.
"Guh!,” groaned the Shinigami, as the reflection was not with reprimand on his form.
"You know of those possible characteristics. Any other?" David asked, with a brow raised questioningly.
"…Energy absorption's one, isn't it?” Wells responded with an annoyed grin.
"Yes. A trait that allows the harnessing and capacitating of minute amounts of any energy from our ambience per time, granting brill boons and the capacity to redirect in any manner. The dynabolic process,” said David as a light and near-invisible but stable film of energy surrounded in his being.
Then he bolted off the ground with force, beginning to glide through the air through the aerodynamic properties of that aura.
And from that elevated location, he looked downwards and kept conversing with Wells. "Even the essences you spoke of…I osmose some of it for it exudes all around.”
"Dynabolism isn't news to me.” Wells responded in irritation, amidst David's return to the ground.
"Just confirming,” said David in a condescending manner, which infuriated Wells.
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The Shinigami proceeded to fling projected slashes of spiritual vigor at David.
But using the previously absorbed energy, David was fast enough to simply evade those attacks.
"Unfortunately, the greatest bane is the sparse amounts we absorb.” David said as he deactivated the field.
"But…the uses are of no limit!" David fired off a spectrum of attacks; numbered bolides of physical energy, kinetic force, gathered electromagnetic power, radiation and electricity, all from his fists in repeated piston motions, and all targeted at the Shinigami.
He managed to reflect and evade each and every single one, although with just bare success. And just then the Nafiman fired pure beams, which Wells found timed success to eluding.
"Huff…huff…,” panted Wells, tiring from constant movement.
David concentrated a vast amount of energy into his hands, a mixture of essences, ready to be launched at the target intended.
Then the prince released that vigor in his hand towards the Shinigami.
Wells found no possibility in evading, opting instead to make use of his Soul Edge to make a block against it.
Though the weapon did manage to block the attack, its restrictions were immediately reinstated upon the defensive act. And from the energy's force was a great seismic pulse, crossing over an ever-changing platform.
"Seems I'll limit my use of it, for now. (As well as most of the other three),” said David, standing properly again with a regal exhibition.
Wells took little note to his words, simply charging at David full throttle.
Hmm. This will be…interesting, concluded David, striding into a stance ready to act in combat.
The two entered a joust of physicality and dueling, displaying a duality of different specializations and talents. An elegant dance flowing from an eluded snap punch, to a quick jab quickly dodged, to a roundhouse and crescent kick combination which hit gold, followed by a reactionary punch, which swiveled into a throw which had its end nullified, turning to a blocked fist, and then another snap punch, retaliated with a blocked kick, which was evaded via Ki Conduction. A contest of strategic minding, where a member focused on defensive blocks and counterstrikes, and the other took a more direct approach to the contest.
But it was clear. That the prince's specialization in Jujitsu, his paranormal gifts, and his greater body was winning over Wells, despite his greater general acumen. And this was emphasized when the prince appeared behind Wells and placed his two index fingers on the Shinigami.
And then passed electric discharge into Wells through those fingers like a stun gun, jolting him with a strong shock.
The Shinigami prepared to retaliate with a countermeasure. But the prince readied his mind. Another talent he may not know of is a “sixth sense” of mine…
With which I can precognate. With which I can see…
Wells went in for a back fist to the skull, boosting his arm's speed. There! He exclaimed, proceeding to duck beneath the coming attack.
Wells tried to follow up with a rapid axe kick.
But David swiftly used this to take the advantage, landing solid snap punches after using the conduction via ki to outsmart Wells.
He then transfigured into a rapid combination of a front snap kick, into a roundhouse, into a back fist, into two elbow strikes, then a reclining leg throw.
Finishing the display with a strong side kick, launching Wells through multiple mountainous structures and rises that lay behind the duo.
"Ugh!"
David dashed towards Wells at meteoric speeds, traversing the rocky terrain, taking but some seconds to reach Wells's vicinity.
But by this time, Wells had concentrated some energy, ki energy, then releasing a beam attack from perpendicular cusped palms towards David. ~DEMON SHOT!!~
The latter avoided it, proceeding to strike Wells's face with another punch, breaking the latter's nose and causing him to bleed.
"Shit!," yelled Wells, placing a hand over his nose to heal it.
Meanwhile, David began replicating the routine for the Demon Shot one-to-one as he had seen it.
"Wha-What are you doing?!" Wells shouted at him.
After completing the routine, David shaped his cusped palms perpendicular to each other, firing an attack of energy similar to the Demon Shit, much to the surprise of Wells and the spectators.
Wells managed to use Excalibur to reflect it at David, who consecutively swiftly eluded its path, assimilating some little more energy from it.
Then, David barreled at an unready Wells once again, now flaring primarily with Void energy.
Channeling it in a raw fashion, he showed that Void energy in an electric form of into a spear-shaped energy construct.
~Ether Prong!~ He then threw it as an energy bolt at a dumbfounded Wells, who did just enough to not get struck, which didn't stop the huge precise damage to the area behind him caused by the bolt.
But the prince didn't relent, proceeding with a throw of small glowing balls of energy at Wells, which eventually exploded, resulting a huge shockwave that sent Wells flying backwards.
"~THUNDER ARROW!!!~" He exclaimed, launching a sort of yellow void-powered lightning bolt at Wells, which electrocuted and stunned the defenseless Shinigami. "Gaahhhh!!!"
To continue his onslaught he enacted a special application and distorted space between himself and Wells, allowing him to connect energy-infused snap strikes on his adversary with disregard for distance.
He then from Void energy, from faux displacements of his self at different positions in space, he formed hollow clones, faded with his Void energy colors to strike at Wells.
He would act to blitz Wells with a reverse twist punch that caused the latter to fall away.
But as he traveled at Wells, he noted his overdue time, scoffing in his thoughts. My haste has faltered…
The latter reactivated his Release in hurreid reaction, now with it bending on a greater scale matter and reality.
But with a strong burst of Void energy, David pushed the effects away from his reach, which stunned his opponent.
"Time to end this!" He exclaimed, jumping thousands of kilometers into the air with force.
Then he formed a ball of Void energy above his raised arms, an act to which Wells stared with no bother.
But his eyes would quickly widen in alert as the ball began getting bigger, and bigger, and bigger.
Eventually, the platform's size would greaten, acting as a monolithic sphere, with the neonical ball of energy having completed its growth into a voluminous orb position above the prince, who was but a speck in comparison, but which was in turn, also a smaller sphere to the platform's.
“That thing's huge!,” exclaimed Probacon. "And not only that…,” said Adashu with concern. "Huh?"
"...I can only call that compressed power...a mirror of the astral. Just like yours.” The Ninjin finished, leaving the Djin both stunned and confused.
Wells began preparing for defence, as David looked to launch what he hoped to be his final attack.
"This is it. The end!" He said, beginning to spiral towards Wells with the great orb.
~CHAO STELLA: SIGIL!!!~ David launched the ball towards the gigantic platform, bringing about from it great devastation of equivalent extent to itself, and appearing to act as the deciding factor.
Falling back slowly towards the ground, David warily observed what stood below him.
But to his surprise, Wells was still standing, and seemed to bite into his hand, from which smoke poured out and began to spiral about him.
"Incredible,” remarked the prince.
But in a sudden instant, just as he neared the platform was he hit by an extremely fast-track fist which propelled from out of the smoke.
And said fist would force him crashing into a monumental earthly elevation.
From the smoke emerged Wells, undertaking a new form. One of a body with greatened muscularity, as his hair flowed upwards, with dark arcs underneath his eyes, and a smoke cloud going around his upper arms and behind his back and head. He took a widened stance, with his extended arm now retracting and returning back to normal. ~Gum State: Viper!!~
《A strange transformation.》
"That…won't be the end!!" Wells declared.
David began to rise up from the rubble remains of what he had been sent flying into.
As the other arm completely returned, Wells unleashed another stretching arm with a clenched fist, which strangely traveled in zigzag patterns before darting towards an astonished David.
《An astonishing transformation.》
And with crossed arms just before his torso, he braced for the powerful incoming impact...
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