12: Battle for the world's sake: Vengeful spirits

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MA instantly relaxed as his eyes were covered, his avian instincts being stronger than his rational thinking. MA dropped his sword and slowly lowered himself to the ground. Prussia looked on in wordless wonder, despite being a winged entity like MA was, he had never seen that method before, let alone had it done to him.

Then a lightbulb clicked and he chuckled, "so the great General of Mandara is nothing more than a pet falcon, eh? Mandara must have you on a tight leash for you to react in such a manner."

A low growl could be heard coming from MA, but he remained calm as Hatter's double kept its hands over his eyes. Prussia just chuckled some more as he raised his sword to strike down the easy targets, but instead of doing that, he slashed at the person who tried to ambush him from behind.

Mandara had found them when Hatter appeared to challenge Umbra and saw that Prussia was about to take advantage of his brother's vulnerable state, so he tried to finish off Prussia from behind. The German felt the vibrations from Mandara's pounding heart and whipped around to defend himself.

The saber slashed through Mandara's armor and into his stomach, not impaling him but it was deep enough to send blood gushing out of the wound. As the country staggered back from the injury, Prussia slashed him on the cheek and wings before kicking him to the ground.

Even though he couldn't see it, MA felt the pain from his brother's injuries due to his entity line. Enraged, he pushed the Hatter double away and grabbed his sword to fight Prussia again.

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Another bubble of contradictory emotions filled Hatter's mind. He shot a glance down to where MA previously was, to see Prussia slashing Mandara, and MA returning to action, charging into Prussia.

-"There will be no peace amongst our people ... if that son of a female goat is still alive" Hatter hissed through his gritted teeth. He blasted Umbra away, then positioned his hands as he did seconds earlier. A dirty trick, which he forbade himself to use ever again, but he had no choice. There was no other way.

-"Bloodshot Bullets: Crimson rain. " He stated without stuttering or any kind of emotion in his voice. Pink-ish Red-ish mist completely hid away a fairly large fragment of his face.

Blood droplets from his finger recoiled till forming bullets. With infinite precision and accuracy, he fired at the ex-empire. The projectiles flew down, drilling holes in the Prussian man's black wings, some touching the arms and legs, still they did not manage to hit anywhere vital. His spells became more accurate after his body acquired the energy boost.

-"Always stay alert during a battle you I M B E C I L E!" Umbra shouted, she swung one of her scissor blades at the distracted angelic entity.

A loud yelp or something between a curse and a shout ensued. Hatter's vision darkened for a split second. His clone on the ground disappeared, him not being able to sustain the charm he cast.

There are ways to heal onslaught injuries, but it's harder and trickier when it comes to regeneration. Hatter's left arm detached itself from the rest of his body. A cut was made at the level of the joints of his shoulder, the level above the humerus and it took away everything beneath it; the muscles, bones, veins, arteries, capillaries, neurotransmitters, etc.

Blood sprayed out of the mutilated shoulder. The limb fell down, hitting the floor somewhere in the area where the countryhumans were standing.

Hatter's pupils contracted themselves, turning into slits. A low growling escaped his lips, he bared his fangs, the halo that hung over his head turned black. All he saw was red, and with a demonic screech, he bolted through the air, fuelled by all the negativity that his body learned to absorb.

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