SOULTALE | By ShadowNTS

(Chapter 157) Hells' Blaze.

Silence echoes through the endless tower. You find yourself surrounded by your opponents. Kane is more wary of your attacks now, meanwhile Plint is just itching to go again.

RHT: Let's not keep deaths' door waiting, shall we?
PLT: Very much agree!

Plint teleports around you at even faster speeds, while Kane takes advantage and goes to take care of Spector. You grip your blade tight and take a deep breath, before launching off of the steps into the air and slicing right through Plints' right arm. He jumps back and smiles.

PLT: Incredible! To even think someone can catch me, let alone so easily! This is getting real fun!
RHT: Interesting way to deal with fear.

Plint steps onto the wall and launches himself. You raise your blade to cut him down but right as you strike for his head, Plint teleports right behind you and kicks, launching you straight into the wall. Spector gets back up and cracks his bones.

SPT: You gave me quite the beating before. Oy Plint!
PLT: Yeah?
SPT: Count me in, buddy.
PLT: You saying I can't take them alone?!
SPT: How about a competition?
PLT: You got yourself a match then!

You look at those in disgust. They really are underestimating you. Spector goes in first but Plint jumps over him and uses his head to launch himself at you. He throws a flurry of kicks. You masterfully weave your blade and block each strike, even throwing Plint off balance and getting a chance to slice through him. You raise your blade and go for the kill but suddenly Kane comes out of nowhere and pushes Plint out of the way with his voice. You lock eyes with Kane and dash full speed at him.

RHT: I've figured you out! You can only use that annoying power of yours on a cooldown! Now you can't dodge!
SPT: Not so fast!

Spector dives right in front of your slash, taking the damage that was intended for his ally. Kanes' expression fills with shock as he watches Spector cough up massive amounts of blood. You smirk and slowly step towards Kane.

MKN: Step back or else I'll have to use my final attack!
SPT: No, Kane, that'll kill you as well!

A part of the wall comes down and the fourth goner appears.

TRS: *sob* Kane, please don't.
RHT: So that's where you are.

Kane takes a deep breath. Plint gets back up from the rubble and his smile fades away. You calm yourself and focus.

RHT: (Considering his final attack is a suicide tactic, I should be careful... ah, this position, this angle, this setting...this moment...it's perfect. That techniques' full power blossoms in these exact conditions.)

You set your foot in front of your body, sheathing your blade and fully calming your body to an extent, it could be mistaken with passing out. Hellfire flows through your veins and into the edge of your sharp blade.

MKN: Harbinger, I order you to di-!
RHT: Blazing Cut!

Your body zips around the tower in an instant and a stream of hellfire shows your trail. Their voices can't come out. Their bodies shiver as they turn around to look up at you, as a god amongst weaklings. Their heads slowly slide off their bodies and drop to the ground, before dissolving and turning into dust.

JGK: That move, you took an idea from the "ghost step", didn't you?
RHT: You're right. Like it, I can't change direction while in motion and even more crazy is, I myself can't see it. This is its' perfect form, the blazing cut.
JGK: You continue to amaze me, Rhett.
RHT: I'm not done just yet. Now let's hope Noire has done her part.

You wipe the dust off of your clothes and finish climbing up the tower.

End of Chapter 157
"Hells' Blaze"

[ Rhett has perfected the ghost step and defeated the goner force. ]

-- Extra Soul Trivia! --
-- Did ya know? --
The "ghost step" was originally an escape tactic but Frisk decided to use it for offense once and now it has basically become the norm.