> Patented for conflict. But traversing a path dissimilar…
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Drizzled gazed to the distance of the great monstrosity forming across from him, as dust rose around it.
A creature, of a towering humanoid frame, one quickly taking shape, being begotten from flesh and bone.
Then, it completed its formation, standing at just over dozen meters, taking a form with primarily platinum-colored skin as though covered in armor, excluding certain areas of exposed muscular tissue, of such including a set of three dashed lines on its lower sides, as well as areas around the eyes and mouth, which had bars lined on the spaces around them, and its fingers, which also had small ridged humps on the knuckles of each.
The creature looked up, presumably awakening, opening its eyes to reveal an eerie yellow glow.
It then charged at Drizzled without delay, taking the mutant by surprise.
The hell is that thing!? He thought to himself, preparing to deal with the coming danger. Whatever it is, gotta act now!
Drizzled began to run perpendicularly to the giant's own path. But it caught onto this action rather quicky.
It reacted by swiftly changing its own, and instantly transitioning into an accelerating run to Drizzled, meeting with the then bemused mutant in no time. It's fast! But...
He then quickly conducted himself, teleporting behind the giant and then bolting across the battlefield, right before the giant could strike onto him with its fist, which struck the ground and delivered mountains of demolition.
"Hmph! Just insane. Just what is that thing!?,” said an exasperated Drizzled, who know rested on one knee.
"But, considering there's only supposed to two of us here, and the fact I can sense three signatures, and multiple scents and many sounds...safe to assume the other guy's behind this.”
“So, where are you, prince?"
The creature arose from its position, turning to Drizzled.
"It is I.” It said, in a deeper and and far more echoing, but greatly familiar voice.
Drizzled glared at it in confusion for a while.
"Wait a second….” He murmured in slow realization.
"David!? You can turn into that?! (I thought you were controlling it.)"
"Yes,” responded David. "This here is the Colossus of Warcraft, a form whose source is currently undisclosable.”
“This power allows me to enter this titanic form, as well as…"
《The power of a Colossus. Creatures of grotesque composition. Those with that link...The Servants of the Great Giant Ymir.》
Suddenly, it crouched onto one knee, placing its hand onto the ground and triggering the surface to produce a gigantic warhammer.
《Of a variety of classes, the most desired the Alternants.》
"Molding the ground to create whatever weapon I desire.” He would finish, standing up and carrying the hammer with him.
《The Warcraft Alterant one of them…with the special power of weapon molding.》
"Ah, I see. So a transformative power?,” questioned Drizzled, who found the reveal deeply intriguing.
"Yes. But even with vast notices abound, such discourse is not my current focus,” said David, readying the warhammer in his hand.
"Yeah, I agree!"
The two traveled at each other, and with Drizzled producing bone chainsaws once again, they would clash with their respective weaponry in no time.
David utilized the greater size and physical advantage, pushing Drizzled back with his.
Drizzled would rush back, however, constantly managing to avoid blows from the Colossus whilst hacking away at its flesh and granting it grave injuries. But this method proved greatly ineffective however, where the Colossus's regenerative ability prevailed over any such wound.
Of course, the mutant was left highly discouraged as a result, scanning his within and without to create an effective method. Damn! This ain't working out.
The real question is…is this a “direct” transformation?
Suddenly, Drizzled observed something from the corner of his eye. A strange-looking wire extending from the Colossus's nape all the way to the original place where the Colossus was formed.
That must be it. He thought to himself, sprintimg past the giant and proceeding to start a charge towards that point.
The Colossus was quick to take notice, and took chase, slowly but surely catching up to Drizzled. But Drizzled had taken into account, and was utterly prepared for, this factor. Tryna catch me?
Like hell you will! He mustered all his might, and with a push, burst forth at breakneck speeds towards the site, even more velocious than the two's prior reaches.
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The Colossus attempted stopping whatever Drizzled was planning, but was unable to attain even close to the pace the latter had. Drizzled looked back, believing he had escaped its grasp.
However, it was not completely removed from reaction. "~Chasm...Rein.~” It then immediately transposed with a flash just right next to a baffled Drizzled.
And though Drizzled sensed it in due time, he was unable to truly react defensively in reaction to the warhammer in the Colossus's hands being swung at him, and being batted hundreds of klicks away and making it seemingly more difficult to reach his intended goal.
But though he was seemingly blocked off, Drizzled smirked, one denoting both deep confidence and gratefulness.
"I definitely outplayed you on this one!” He roared at the Colossus, initially confused at his erratic screech.
Suddenly, it realized the implications of its previous action, and in alarm raised its head slightly with its eyes widened in tow.
It looked to stop him, but with Drizzled's usage of "Conduction", it failed. The latter on the other hand had teleported himself just a hair's length to the site, once again moving towards it at those hypernormal propulsions, and inching closer towards it.
As he reached near the site, he spotted something he hadn't anticipated: David's main body, encapsulated in a fluorescent-flowing crystal, which was also connected to the Colossus with the same wire as before.
"Ha! Explains the dual energy signatures.” He shouted. "Nothing a good hack can't fix!!"
Everyone who was a spectator looked on in anticipation, the participants looked on with impatience, and the Colossus seemingly gazed helplessly with a gesture of unease.
Drizzled was about to slice the crystal with his chainsaws, with a probability of damaging it and all but surely ensuring his victory.
"Did you really think it would be that easy?,” asked the Colossus with a serious look.
Suddenly, Drizzled got hit with a swift kick to the gut from something, one strong enough to grant him some serious pain. “Gak!"
From said kick would he be sent flying away from the spot, rolling across the ground with many grunts.
The kick was from none other than David, but a different one, standing aside the one in the capsule. This one clenched his fist in confidence, possessing a bold face of attained success.
Two of them?! Drizzled ruminated of the situation which looked insensible to himself. So the scents and sounds weren't a ploy?
"The me in that capsule…,” spoke the David outside the capsule. "Is actually a "living" clone, created with this."
He pulled out a strange object from his pant's pocket, like a stereotypical cherry in shape and having a "sprite" texture, and with two similar sets of parallel lines on each cherry, floating and rotating just above his palm.
"That's-?!,” yelled Drizzled in shock.
"Yes. The Dummy Item, capable of 'transforming' an individual, strengthening them, and making up to five various clones of them. I used it beforehand, and made my clone use the Colossus, though you would've found this capsule quite durable even if I hadn't done so.”
“However, it seemed I played my cards right…”
“You really are something…,” said Drizzled with an impressed smile.
“Hmph. Same to you, but…,” David responded humbly.
“The time is nigh. Shall we?” He said, taking a battle-ready stance.
"Heh.”
“Ahahahaha!!!,” laughed Drizzled, amused by the prince's boldness.
“Alright then! You'd better…", he said, pointing to the empty space of the Field, to indicate to the spectators, "...give them your all!"
"Likewise!" David responded vehemently, with both men using the conductive ability in preparation for what seemed to be their final contending act.
Both carried on as before. With a trading of concrete pure physical attacks. Mixing in their abilities alongside those, in endless pursuits of triumph.
The crowd cheered greatly again, for this was their expectation of the Archversal Showdown.
Combat was seemingly never-ending for this duo, and their sheer might and versatility could be seen to all. And to some, it was a preemptive sign.
"Oh-OH!” Probacon exclaimed, on the edge of his seat. "You can sense it too?,” asked the man seated at his side.
"Yeah. This spell…that growing surge in power…this is it…both individual's…"
"FINAL CHARGE!!!"
Then Drizzled began rushing onwards towards where David was, which was now a distance from him.
The prince rained down electrical shots all across that area to deter his opponent. But the latter would continue in his haste.
He would meet the prince in that place, and look to strike him away emphatically.
But with vigor the prince leapt from that position with a backflip into space of the heights of the platform.
And preparing bone blades, Drizzled would follow suit, coating them in electricity from the copied electric power, and pouring the very energy of his blasts into it.
David on the other hand, posiitioned himself for a superman punch from a hand immersed with a cosmic flare of colors neonical, alongside external aureate and bluish flows, and the same forearm overlapped with vital vigor and electric.
"HAAAAA....!!!" They would yell at great amplitudes, looking to conclude their contest one way or another.
And finally, with a dual slash from one and an incoming fist fron the other, their unrestricted fierce haymakers would be released at each other, and greatly with their potences and pressures collude.
From which resulted an immense destructive wave that decimated a percent of the grand setting of their contention.
And that to ensue it would be a magnanimous windstorm.
The audience would clamour at the site before them in shock, awe, and bewilderment.
The air was silent for a while, for excluding Dgiag and Tōmii, the anticipation for if any of the two survived the aftermath of the attack was great. With anxious attention, the majority of the masses looked upon what they viewed to be the true end of the matchup.
Suddenly, the dust, debris and storm were slowly suctioned towards a point.
The point of which was the scarred but healing hand of one dark-complexioned individual.
With the use of a "natural" telekinesis, David collected all of that onto his palm, compressing it as he collected it. He simultaneously stood over a lying Drizzled, who seemed completely out of it all, hand on his abdomen. Both panted, carrying across their bodies and clothes the wear taken from the force of the explosion.
Both of them were located inside a giant crater, as David dropped his hand and released the dust in it in the form of a smaller rock.
Everyone looked on, wary of what would transpire next.
Drizzled would utter some words, thus signaling the end of a spectacular duel. "I'm…beat.”…
《Clear Victor: David Uno.》
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