> Chaos. Essential. Aspect of truth. Mutual fiend. Flow within me forevermore, o eternal force...
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The reactions from the viewers were of similar form: of natural shock and disbelief at the current proceedings.
The air seemed to become silent for a while, only ended moments later by the thudding sound of David's left arm as it hit the floor.
Suddenly, the prince snapped back to reality, exiting his prior daze.
Drizzled, the assailant, rose from his crouched position, ready for the next sequence. "You can't do much without one hand, can ya?"
"Ark..." David grunted, as he looked towards the majority of his severed left arm, and the small stub which was left of it. A stub which also bled, with a dissection that expectedly left exposed skeletal and muscular tissue.
"Well?" Drizzled asked with an impatient growl.
Slowly, David lifted the stub towards the sky.
Drizzled prepared himself, wondering what could be done without the arm. Only way he's using those abilities is with his right, and it's yet to be seen how many he can use at once. I'll be prepared, and end it as soon as he makes a move!!!
But what he saw was far from what he expected. For in a quick moment, the stub glowed, covered in a mystical green aura and released green, sparkling vapor.
And in an instant, his arm recovered. Every part of it, rebuilding from cell to tissues to bones, to muscles and skin, his hand and each individual finger did it regrow entirely.
Drizzled was left astounded, his mouth dropping in disbelief.
But even more bewildered, were the masses who kept watch of this battle.
The other contenders chattered amongst themselves. "What the hell was that!?" "It was a healing factor, but…I've never seen one on that level before.” "It was for a quick second, yet it was for a good few minutes at the same time.”
That was a healing factor?! Is that even possible…or natural?! Probacon thought, impressed and intrigued, but with many questions of his own.
"That…,” David spoke as he started explaining it to a still dumbfounded Drizzled, who immediately placed his attention on the prince. "...is a culminative effect of my own efforts, in seeking ways to offset a brittle body.”
“Especially designed for me, not only does it facilitate instant, near-flawless replenishment activities after different adversities, rebuilding up from the cellular level and possibly higher, where through even a singular cell I can be reborn,..."
"A power that also keeps my body together in all things, that helps strengthens it, and that allows me to slowly but surely reach the destined power I could not have used if not for it.”
“This power…is DIVINE RESTORATION!!!".
《A celestial revitalization.》
David charged at Drizzled, looking to enact his newest tactics.
The two, with their mastery over the prior special transposition ability, which allowed for “conduction” to others via ki and energy signatures, would start utilizing it in simultaneous fashion, attempting to catch the other unawares, while still attacking with variety, and acting in defense in tandem.
Their exchange would go on for prolonged, seeming to even catch pace at different intervals, as blood seemed to spill about from different sources.
David finally got the upper hand once again, kicking Drizzled's chin upwards.
But so was he swiftly met with a kick as well.
Actions that would result in the two flying away from their shared spot.
And after taking a brief period of time to recuperate, the duo would yet again launch towards themselves.
And with a clash their battle swiftly caught up to speed, amazing the crowds who cheered in ecstatic fervor.
Suddenly, Drizzled drew his clenched hand back for a punch unlike any other, retracting one of his chainsaws.
The terrain of the platform changed, shifting itself to adjust for the next possible show of might, and noticeably becoming a more miled "rounded" mass.
~WORLD'S STRONGEST PUNCH!!!~ Drizzled would fervently send the punch in David's direction, despite their being a distance between them. And with immediate effect, a huge shockwave would burst out, launching the prince from there.
The force would also seemingly partly "split through" a fractional latitudinal length of the mass.
《A powerful shockwave sunders the earth, but…》
But this action was not with no cost, for it left a hopeful Drizzled holding his visibly skewered but healing arm in pain, gritting his teeth and furrowing his forehead.
《At a pricey repercussion.》
And to add to his misfortune, a completely unscathed and readjusted David suddenly reappeared via teleportation, kicking Drizzled in the gut.
The mutant was thus sent outward with a repeated ragdoll across the ground.
"I'm surprised you can access force of that level." David stated as though already privy to what it was, massaging his shoulder and stretching his neck a bit. "Yeah, you snob! Somethin' built for fights like this, that I can call upon, and works just peachy!"
"But it seems your use of it is greatly imbalanced though,” David said, pointing at Drizzled's right arm, which the latter was still clutching. "Shame.”
“Well, might I have a go?”
"Hah?!,” exclaimed Drizzled, somewhat perplexed.
"Ehjerês!," chanted David, as he clutched the centrepiece of his necklace, and all the golden adornments on his body began to disappear into it in a granulated manner.
Drizzled stared blankly in confusion, attempting to decipher his opponent's next act.
Probacon also would find the situation a tad confusing from where he sat. What the-? His amulet? Hu–. “How–!"
Before Probacon could complete that rumination, an individual beside him exclaimed. The person, noticeably a human, but a member of the Chime clan of "overmen" esoterically gifted, porcelain-skinned with ravenous hair in a low ponytail, tattoos on his neck going down into his torso of cracking design, his eyes seemingly a blood red with two tomoe, wearing a dull brown hooded robe, gray pants and black combat sandals, said in tremor. Seemingly using his eye, he could view the alternations in David's state and energy upon his removal of said accessories.
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"What? Why the sudden reaction?" Probacon asked.
"These eyes see it clearly…what he just removed…I have studied it before…but not once did I expect to observe it live…" The individual responded.
"Anď?"
"I won't go into much detail for now, but I will say removing it seems..."
"To have greatly disbarred his physical affect!"
That was it!? Probacon thought with his eyes widened in a dumbfounded state, turning back to the projection.
Suddenly, David took a stance, pulling back his clenched right hand pulled back and facing his extended and opened left hand towards Drizzled.
"~Power: Deka-pente.~”
Upon uttering such in a gentle voice, David threw that fist forward and towards the space between himself and Drizzled.
And in a quick instant, a powerful shockwave of focused geotic force would burst forth, hitting a stunned Drizzled.
Its path of travel was omnidirectional as well, and thus it would move across the greater extent of the rest of the platform, which itself had become an outright planet, thoroughly milling it in the process.
It would also place Drizzled into a state of regress, coughing up blood and leaving his irides to disappear for that moment, and causing his bodily armaments to retract as he received extensive damage to his entire self.
And all who watched possessed expressions of similar startlement.
This is the power of Primus' heir?! Many thought concurrently, as David reentered a normal stance in the midst of the Field's self-restoration into a platform of extended lenghts to before.
"What do you think?” David asked Drizzled, who began to recover from the attack, knees and elbows on the floor as he panted heavily and blood dripped from his mouth and nose, visibly scarred severely across many parts of his body, and in the midst of being repaired by his own exceptional regeneration.
“It certainly is more powerful than yours, no? (I do believe we both still have a ways to go.)"
"Y-you were holding back this whole time? Dammit! Still lookin' down on me till the very end, huh?,” said Drizzled with his head bowed as he struck the ground in aggression.
"I apologize if it upsets you. However, I have my reasons. This is a personal choice, which…", David said.
He paused for a brief moment, bowing his head and deeply thinking of what he would say next.
He then continued. "...Which concerns both myself and those around me.”
“At the crux of it, my wants are of triumph of competition, not of destruction."
"Dunno if it's outta pity or virtue. But whichever it is…,” said Drizzled as he rose from his previous position.
“I hate it.”
He propelled himself forward with his left leg, quickly darting at David.
"But if you desire I come forth full throttle…” David said, as he raised up his right arm, with its middle, index and thumb fingers connected to each other, the index beside the middle and latter's palmar side united to the palmar side of the two formerly mentioned ones, all the while strange glowing wavy lines of essence began to flow around him from head-to-toe.
“~CHASM...REIN!!!~” David brought down his hand, and proceeded to snap his fingers in a resounding manner.
A great pulse travelled outwards from his position, amidst Drizzled's push to near the prince.
Suddenly, on, around, and inside the sphere, all things including Drizzled but excluding David himself, suddenly came to a complete halt.
What?! I can't move?!, mentated a now greatly befuddled Drizzled in his deeper subconscious, as only that could still flow in said frozen time.
Is this...!? As he finished, David levitated off the ground and began to make way towards him using his ability.
Then would the Nafiman entered a recollective thought. Chasm energy.
An endless, peculiar, and mystical power of origin in and of "astral elements", and part of the very Meridian which is our paranormal source.
One which can be utilized through many means, one of which; Chasm Rein. With it, bending to extents time, space, and reality, to my will, is possible. With it…
All...I can command! He concluded in his recollections, simultaneously striking Drizzled with a palm charged of high-intensity electricity.
《Dominion over the cosmos with a simple flicker of hand…》
Enough time has passed…
《A mighty power that even gods fear.》
David proceeded to wave his hand.
His wave undid his stoppage of time, and teleported him away, freeing Drizzled but causing him to feel utterly the brunt of the electrical attack that occurred in the midst of said time stop.
His slightly charred body fell, coughing up blood and convulsing as an aftereffect.
"You understand now, Drizzled? I give you and your skill due respect, true, but we, as you see, have a great 'chasm' between us."
"That may be true…,” said Drizzled, who had already begun his recovery via his exceptional regenerative factor, rising from the ground.
"...But…I'll be damned if that's my curtain call!" He began to formulate energy on his index finger in a manner similar to David's Death Ray.
David instantly recognized it, baffled at the random appearance.
Despite his shock, he managed to evade as Drizzled fired the beam at him.
The attack only managed to graze some of David's face, but the astonishment he gained from it was nothing short of expected.
"You…also have that technique?," asked David with confusion, whilst jumping back and placing a hand on said cheek, watching Drizzled as he slowly but confidently stood upright. "Nah, no.”
"But I do have a certain…Power Copy!"
"Power Copy?" “To be honest…I don't really get it either."
"Apparently, with it I can replicate any power I've seen completely.”
“But it is limited, and limited by knowledge, circumstance, and most especially, that I can only copy the 'supernatural' powers, so I can't claim any of those Nafiman traits for myself..."
"But..."
He then produced an electric coating around his hand which had similarity to David's power. "...All others are free range.”
"...Interesting. I wonder what mechanics this ability follows. Does it follow replication at face value, or a deeper, more essential form of it…?,” mumbled David with spark, chin on his hand, while Drizzled stared at him in bewilderment.
"Huh?" Drizzled asked in confusion. "Ah, apologies. I'm saying, it's an interesting ability, but divulging it to me…”
He looked to Drizzled with a confident smile. “May have been a grave mistake."
"Ever so cocky, eh? Well, bring it, your Highness!!”
The two began to charge at each other yet again, even faster than before.
They continuously traded blows in a dance of combat yet again, proceeding with similar results though more unsteady due to the battle’s little effects taking their toll, and the newer set of punches and kicks added to that drain, along with each striking and bursting action of the prince's seeming to create a constancy at all times of forceful waves and pulses per their instance, and in the same vein Drizzled's parts constantly being blown away but rapidly healing which each of those.
Drizzled, however, was slightly more prepared, as he threw David fro.
He proceeded to raise a monolithic sarsen with his geological powers, and throw it atop David thumpingly.
The anticipation for the result attained a great height.
Drizzled smirked with huffs and puffs, carrying the hope and mentality that that would finish this.
Suddenly however, powerful lightning crashed through and sundered the rock, as electrical energy roared all about the area, and a voice echoed from its eye. "I hope you did not think it would be that easy!"
From that considerable distance Drizzled looked, only to see something of a colossal humanoid figure begin to form from near the rock, as this titanic battle was slowly reaching newer stages…
《A large form rises in the background, towering into the ether. What it is…》
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