Sounds of clashing weapons can be heard, as an individual is slashing his way through what it seems to be a bandit camp.
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*Akira's Pov*
I slash another bandits head off, as some step back.
Me: Bring me your leader....
I say this, with a bit of menacing tone behind it.
A giant man, walks from behind them and stares at me....
?: Which tribe are you from? To walk in here, like it's yours.
I look at him... he's a bear faunus, this explains his massive muscles and claws.
I point Omen at ground in front of me.
Me: Kneel.
I say coldly, as he glares in anger.... his Aura flares up, as few flames appear in it....
I hoped not to meet someone with Aura Element.... but it's only fire.
?: I dare you, to repeat it.
I smirk at him, and take my mask off.
Me: Kneel.
He leaps at me, as I swing Omen up with lighting following right behind it.
As my blade approaches his face, he jumps away in the air? And instantly gets into a... boxing stance?
I gather a storm above us, and get ready to use my ice.
?: Electric dust? Or a Semblance?
Me: Some kind of ability to jump mid-air.We both say our 'guesses'. As I spot his guys getting ready to jump at me.... oh well. Don't blame me for this.
Me: Azkorth, meal time.
He looks at me, as multiple Beowolf like faces come out of me, and growl at them.
*Like, Venom comes out of Eddie*
I point at one body, as one head starts eating it, and my blade is coated with lightning and fire from fire dust...
Me: Round, two.
I instantly dash at a small group of mobs and impale one through his head, as two heads bite into another one.
And he screams in agony. Ice covers feet of third one, as I quickly take out Omen of that guts head and slash at fourth one, knocking him back. Due to him, having Aura.Me: Really? Only few in your tribe have Aura? In my Branwen Tribe, everyone has one.
I turn around, as the guys stares at me in disbelief, and his guys have that scared look.
That one, where they are deciding between three options.I let Azkorth create more heads... as I feel my Aura drain a bit due to it, and kill the guy with 'frosty' feet.
?: I don't know what trick are you using... but I'll make you submit.
I grin, as I can feel new difference.... Azkorth can somewhat restore my Mana.... but only with excessive Aura...
I start throwing random lightning strikes on his people, and dash towards him.
As my Omen, meets his gauntlets. Sparks fly, as I jump back and change dust crystal into an ice one.Me: Y'know, I usually don't speak shit in middle of fighting, but since you saw that Semblance. ....you....won't.....Live.....long....
I grin, as Azkorth gathers into multiple, and larger heads, with some of its teeth becoming purple....
He throws a dust crystal at me, it's a blackish one.
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King of Hatred - RWBY
FantasyA child, abandoned by everything.....? Except an old God's blessing.... or curse?