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The anomaly dying (58)

With determination burning in his eyes and a cold resolve in his heart, Aaron faced the room filled with Jamatos, including the devious Beroba. His previous humor and teasing had transformed into a fierce determination.

The odds were heavily stacked against him, but Aaron was not one to back down. He understood that this was not just a match; it was a fight for his life. And in that moment, he was ready to unleash his full power and skill to protect himself.

His clenched fists and gritted teeth were a testament to his unwavering will. Aaron knew that he might be outnumbered, but he was not outmatched. He was about to show the Jamatos that they had severely underestimated him.

Which to be fair was a good thing as he frankly did not feel like using his brain that much.
Aaron looked at the countless Jamato coming toward him with a joyful expression on his face.

"Come at me fucker," Aaron said with a smile on his face as all the jam a to around rushed toward him all of them having the intent to kill clearly written in their eyes.

Facing a horde of oncoming Jamatos, Aaron's confident and somewhat amused demeanor showed that he was anything but intimidated. A grin played on his lips as he relished the upcoming brawl. The room was filled with the sound of his opponents approaching with deadly intent.

In a flash, Aaron was surrounded, but he was unfazed. His well-honed combat skills, enhanced by his Kamen Rider ability...' Wait where the fuck my driver' Aaron thought suddenly before he realize that it was behind the horde of Jamato...guess only his combat skills and intellect were about to come into play.

As the first Jamato lunged at him, Aaron's movements became a blur. He dodged the attacks with expert precision, effortlessly outmaneuvering his opponents. His strikes were precise and powerful, and with each punch or kick, a Jamato went down.

It was a chaotic and intense battle, but Aaron remained calm. His senses were heightened, his reflexes were lightning-fast, and his combat abilities were pushed to their limits. He fought with a fierce determination, and one by one, the Jamatos felt the sting of defeat.

The room became a whirlwind of action as Aaron skillfully took on each opponent. He didn't need witty remarks or jokes this time. His fighting prowess spoke for itself. Jamatos flew, and those who dared to confront him quickly realized that they had made a grave mistake.

With each adversary he dispatched, Aaron's smile grew wider. This was his element, he was used to getting jumped and he had a fighting style to combat it.

Even amidst the fierce battle with the Jamatos, Aaron couldn't resist the opportunity to make some snarky remarks. His humorous comments acted as verbal jabs, further irritating Beroba, who was watching the chaotic brawl unfold.

As he dispatched one of the Jamatos with a well-placed kick, Aaron quipped, "Man, these guys really need to work on their teamwork. Maybe some team-building exercises are in order?"

Another Jamato charged at him, only to be met with a powerful punch. "You guys must have skipped combat class," Aaron said, grinning. "And they say education is important!"

Beroba's growing frustration was evident, and her Jamatos were failing to suppress Aaron's confidence.
For a slight second a chance opened and he rushed for it dodging the Jamato before sliding in between some of their legs and grabbing his driver.

Finally..he could transform and make this a lot easier.

The moment Aaron tried to put the driver around his waist, a sudden, horrifying surprise struck. A collar materialized around his neck with an audible clinking sound, and before he could even react, a surge of electricity coursed through his body.