How to take down an empire with voices in your head

16. They both have voices

Techno felt the rush of adrenaline as he swung his sword. It was sadly blocked by another sword being held by Badboyhalo. He snorted at the other's poor attempt to knock him down, at least it was a poor attempt compared to his.

"What do you even want?"

"You interrupted the Red Banquet. Now, you're paying the price," Badboyhalo said, almost not being able to block Techno's attack. If this man thinks Techno would stop the fight just to hear him spit out a couple of words then he was more stupid than already being mind controlled by an egg.

'He really is a fool,' Techno paused for a moment. Of course the voices were back. They weren't there when he was trying to prove to Dream that he heard them in the prison, but now they were. He only chuckled at their comment, continuing his battle with Badboyhalo.

Once he got Badboyhalo on the ground it clearly wasn't enough, as Ponk came running behind him. Techno spun around and held out his sword, first to block Ponk's attack then to make his own. Ponk and Techno carried on with their battle, and Techno was clearly winning.

'He just won't give up will he?' the voices asked and Techno could only respond with a mental shrug. Techno managed to get two hits on Ponk. Which was getting annoying to do because Ponk stood behind his giant shield like a coward.

'Maybe kill him' the voice suggested. Techno looked at Ponk's clenched fist and immediately looked away, but the voices had seen it.

"Now you have to kill him, his hand is, like, practically broken. Now just break off his living privileges.''

Techno sighed, the voices would come up with almost anything to try and justify their blood-thirsty opinions.

'Yes, we need some.'

'Some blood for the Blood God!'

Techno tried his hardest to ignore the voices in his head but it became harder by the second. He huffed out of annoyance, "Shut up. Dumb voices."

Ponk gritted his teeth in response to the grip Techno had on his arm, then pulled out his axe. Techno couldn't help but feel a bit sad at how easy it was to dock his attacks. Techno then gritted his own teeth, trying to not yell at the voices growing louder in his head.

'Just kill him.'

'You know what they say, survival of the fittest and all.'

'Bruh, just kill him. Whatcha waitin 'for?'

Techno shook his head a bit too harshly, almost tripping. All thanks to those damn voices.

The aim wasn't exactly to kill them, just defeat them. How? Techno didn't honestly know the full plan. If he was honest though, killing them seemed an easier and quicker way to win this. No- no, that was just the voices. The fight between the two went on as Badboyhalo lay on the floor, watching them for a second before standing up. Bad glanced back at his older fighting partner Phil, who seemed to be searching around.

"Phil," Techno warned him and the visible disappointment showed on Bad's face.

Philza thanked him and pulled out his shield, easily blocking the useless throw of Bad's sword.

"You should really just leave Technholade with us," Badboyhalo tried to put on a smile. Phil scoffed and swung his own sword, "Never."

"But he's all we really want," Badboyhalo tried to explain as if he was on the right side of things, "So just leave and it's no biggie."

"You underestimate my loyalty to him."

Badboyhalo almost rolled his eyes trying to convince Philza, it seemed no use so he just swung his sword once more. Techno remembered that Phil was looking around and while Ponk recovered himself he looked around too.