Hanzo and the Voidling controlling Rumi fought long and hard, all 5 minutes, it was extremely demanding for Hanzo as he still is and now is even more tired. His Sharingan eye started to bleed and his illusions barely lasted for more than 2 seconds. It was safe to say that Hanzo was on his last legs, but the Voidling started to act a bit weird too, he stopped mocking Hanzo and was getting sloppy, like the body wanted to do the exact opposite of the thing the Voidling wanted.
Now both of the fighters stood in front of each other separated by just a small distance, both seeming to catch their breath.
But then something weird happened, Rumi's head started to shake, and her hands went up to her head, holding it in pain. Rumi's head then finally once again looked at Hanzo, but the color of her eyes was now normal. Her eyes filled with tears.
Rumi: Hanzo, it hurts.
Hanzo once hearing her voice and seeing her eyes almost forgot she still Had Voidling on her head.
Hanzo: Rumi, hold still, I will get rid of that pest.
Rumi: Kill me, please.
Hanzo: I will save you, just hold on.
Hanzo started sprinting to her.
One of the Rumi's eyes started to turn back to purple.
Rumi: No, kill me... please, it hurts.
But now her other eye turned back to purple and her crying and her begging for death were silent once again as Voidling took control once again.
Voidling: Hmmm, your girlfriend's mind is strong, I will give her that, but it will be much more fun breaking her later.
Hanzo: Shut up and fight!
Hanzo took a jump to deliver a strike to the head but swiftly dodged to the side assuming that the Voidling would shoot another beam of energy at him and it happened. This was the first time in the fight Hanzo actually got close to the Voidling. Hanzo tried to kick the Voidling off Rumi's head, however, she managed to jump back summoning the sword of pure energy and cutting his arm, leaving a nasty slash.
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The last defender (K/da X oc)
Fanfiction"It's not your fault Hanzo." "Please, take care of her for me." "Don't waste your life, son, you are this words only hope." I started powerless, weak naive. Yet I build myself to be one of the best there was. To be the so-called: "Chosen one". Only...