Malzeno/Grand Order

Lancer

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Malzeno's movements were blurs, on par with lightning, or perhaps light itself! It was hard for Artoria to keep up with, with dodging an army of arrows and batting away lances.

Artoria's eyes moved with a focused fervor, and her body relaxed as she increased her hearing. Despite his incredible speed, Malzeno needed to stop briefly before he took a shot. Artoria was going to use that chance to strike.

Crack!

There it was!

With a shout, Artoria managed to send a blast of black and red energy at Malzeno's position. The latter was caught by surprise and in a moment of desperation, he created a large, adamantine shield that was around the same sizes as Mash's shield.

Malzeno began to grit his teeth as the energy pushed him back. Despite his shield holding back the intense pressure, he was still finding it hard to block the attack. His shield began to wear down before the energy seemed to be put to an abrupt end.

The shield dispersed into small particles, but Malzeno wasn't able to sit around and twiddle his thumbs as he summoned a prestigious, white spear with a red gem near the top.

Clang!

Malzeno spun the spear to his back, blocking the incoming lethal attack that Artoria sent his way. Malzeno released his grip from his spear and jumped away.

Artoria clicked her teeth as Malzeno continued to keep his distance from her. He was a competent foe, one she swore to defeat at any cost. This was not because she found him annoying anymore, but to assert herself as the top Dragon. Or perhaps it was something else.

Malzeno opened his clenched hands and created his two blades. Spinning them in both hands, a sense of familiarity began to course through his body, like a chill that happens when you're standing around distantly.

"I'll stop holding back."

Throwing the two blades at Artoria at blinding speeds, Malzeno's arm began to crack as it formed deep black scales, his crimson irises shrunk to sharp silts, with scales forming around his eyes. His hair bristled as it stood upright.

In a devastating blur, Malzeno seemed to teleport as he appeared in front of the shocked Artoria who took a panicked turn, however, her abdomen was cut with deadly precision.

Malzeno lowered his body and cut Artoria in her tendons, before spin kicking her in the gut, sending her crashing into a few trees.

"W-what?" Ritsuka blinked, her attention turned to her right to see Jalter with her arms crossed.

"Can't keep up, eh, Master?" Jalter seemed to know what was on Ritsuka's mind.

"I saw his speed first hand, but this time he seemed faster."

"I concur with Senpai, it looked like Malzeno teleported. If I blinked, I surely would've missed it."

"The pinky is right."

"M-my hair is lavender..." Mash uttered meekly, turning her attention back to the fight at hand.

Back with Malzeno, his silver hair billowed as a draft flew by, his hands carefully gripped his blades as he walked through the damaged area. He kicked Artoria pretty hard, but he was sure she was fine. Well, maybe not her tendons, but by now she should've recovered.

Suddenly, Malzeno felt his body go stiff as a magical surge erupted right in front of him. His instincts shouted at him to flee, it was something deeply rooted to his Monster Instincts, but he could tell this was different.