Illegalist Insurrection: An Unofficial TwoSet Adventure

Legalist v. Illegalist (Part 4)

While Legalist searched aimlessly for Illegalist, Illegalist slithered through the shadows in the center of the forest, scheming, planning out the best way to quickly guarantee Legalist's defeat. He could already feel the imminent victory at his fingertips and giggle in glee, his darkness festering and bubbling like a rushing flow of lava. Ah, yes, he thought to himself. Now, I shall not only look like my Legalist, but as his Illegalist, I shall counteract every single law of the universe against him.

Sacrilegious Emperor, he invoked, revive in me your wrath.

His eyes began to glow even brighter, and he cackled uproariously into the darkness, the sound echoing off the hills.

As Legalist neared the center of the forest, with BobaForte Accelerando activated just a smidge, he nearly choked on the powerful wave of oozing evil radiating in front of him. No wonder Aileana suffered so much, being more sensitive to the toll it took on her health. He hated Illegalist even more now.

The dark, poisonous presence kept growing as he approached the clearing in the forest's center. He looked around apprehensively. He should be here, right...?

There was nothing. So why did the power seem so concentrated, right in front of him?

Wakey-Wakey, my little Legalist.

"BOO," went Illegalist, exploding into existence so forcefully in front of Legalist that the shockwave crumbled the leaves from the trees. Legalist jerked back, startled, accidentally shooting green fire into the dry twigs.

The dark underbrush was ablaze within seconds.

Legalist looked around in dismay as the fire spread, and shielded his face from the gaseous black smoke funneling around him. Illegalist gathered the bits of flame into himself until a vast tornado of debris flew around him amid the thunder from the sky, grinning wickedly, welcoming Legalist to his fated doom. "So, little Legalist. You really believe that you can STILL defeat me, you pertinacious little ant?"

Legalist sucked in a ragged breath and scoffed. "Sure I can," he muttered under his breath. "Not like the handbook wouldn't have had the actual answers, it's already brought us this far."

He sniffed. "You fool."

This, his counterpart could definitely hear.

And it enraged Illegalist. Yes, it enraged Illegalist, who now had been given the final incentive to punish Legalist severely. "You PEST," he bellowed, raising his majestically grotesque hammer. "I shall—"

"Um, no, pretty sure you're the pest," Legalist muttered, rechanneling his powers.

"—destroy EVERYTHING you ever loved! I am the supreme power here! I shall conquer this territory at any cost! LONG LIVE THE NAME OF SACRILEGE!" And with his final scream of war, Illegalist lunged for Legalist and swung his Ban Hammer.

Legalist looked up, face hidden underneath his cap. The growing fire behind him swirled into an inferno, turning him into a glowing silhouette of menacing magnificence.

He ground his teeth, activating the Viola Banishields. "Game on, Impostor."

They collided in an explosion of light and dark, circling each other like night and day, beating each other with the anger of a thousand roaring tigers.