Solitude in the Dark

Episode 6: Boundaries Part 3

A city engulfed in flames and abomination, dreadful flames of black swallowing the city at its roots, merciless ashes falling from above, and lifeless bodies scattered on every corner of the streets. Forces of darkness are everywhere and causing destruction the life itself is on the brink of death. Amidst the doom and chaos, unconscious under a building buried in heavy wreckage impaled by an obsidian-black spear by his chest. Drenched in blood, he can't barely move nor speak from the immense pain. No one from his Legion was near to aid him.

With pride only rushing through his veins: I'm a god, the shadow itself, and I will not be delivered to the gates of death. Forgive me ****** for this is not the day you'll weigh my heart.

With every last drop of his power, he screams as he drains all that's left, such a scream of desperation breaks his voice. In sheer effort, he grips tight on the spear, he screams once again as he endures the agonizing pain of removing a blade from his heart, as he continues to wail, he vomits a pool of blood that makes him fall on his knees. In unbearable suffering, he starts to walk as he soaks the ground with red, as death ensues around the city, the only he can do is sit and watch as everything unfolds in front of his eyes. Out of nowhere, a Samurai in black went crashing down to his feet.

"Sensei! Stand behind me!" the Samurai said. Immense mana surges upon him as he forms his stance.

Ahead of them, a behemoth Orc built like a tank stands before them, gripping an axe dripping with blood, and he thirsts for the Samurai's life. The Orc leaps with total strength and his axe finds its way to the Samurai, he parries with his blade's sheath and lashes out a kick. With the Orc's absolute weight and size; he tramples on his feet, roars with great presence, and swings his axe with utter force.

Facing a colossal strike raging towards him, the Samurai forms a stance. With sheer focus, he remains patient as the Orc surges for a strike, he remains calm as the rain of ashes touches his silk long-tied hair. Then with perfect timing the axe inches away from his head, in a flash, with his slender arms, revealing a katana forged in crimson blood swiftly slashes the Orc in his hand and slices through his shoulder with a flawless form of attack. In his brown calm eyes, he watches the Orc in agony as he suffers from the blazing flames from the crimson katana.

The Orc undoubtedly heals and returns the favor by delivering a lethal blow to the Samurai that could send him crashing into countless infrastructures. With the Samurai's flawless senses, he avoided. The two raise their blades, immaculate iniquitous warriors whip their blades to the fullest. The city as their playground, ear-stinging rattles from their blades spread across the dead streets, and shockwaves demolishing everything in its path. The Samurai takes the next attack to become an opportunity, he slides his katana to the axe altering the direction of the weapon, then he kicks it to the ground burying it deep, and gives him one solid hell of a punch shattering his whole jaw apart. He sheats his katana and forms a stance again with his hand resting on the hilt, he channels an unmeasurable amount of mana and an abyssal aura envelops the weapon, in a soothing voice; "Thousand Shadows: Yami No Sora,"

He dashes to the Orc with the katana carves across the Orc's body dicing deep on his flesh with scorching flames of purple, as he severs the limb of the Orc black mist follows the flow. He takes one firm grip on the Orc's head and raises his blade to end it all.

But with all that effort, and a swift and flawless attack from the Samurai, the Orc just immediately regenerates his missing limbs and snatches the katana. He sways the Samurai all over the play, forcing him to drop his blade. The Orc swings a shocking kick to the Samurai making him let go, now unarmed, with sheer raw strength the Orc plummets him down on the ground.

Cloud's last bastion of defense now laid upon his eyes; defeated.

Cloud...

The victorious Orc turns his eyes on Cloud who is gasping for air. "Surrender and you will be spared..." In his tongue, he said to him.