"You are already here aren't you?" Phantom asked, looking over his shoulder at a pair of red eyes walking toward him.
"You enter my realm, without fear." The man said, moving through the corridor at a slow walking pace. Phantom grabbed one of his knives, preparing for an attack.
"Yee haw, this is about to become interesting!" Phantom grinned as he held on to the knives. He threw them at a fast speed.
"Not even, interesting." The other creature said as spike shot out of his body, breaking the knives apart.
"Oh, dear." Phantom grabbed one of his knives again. The man walked slowly into the light.
He was wearing black pants. He had a white cloak over the pants, knotted around his waist. His upper body was bare with a lot of scars. His eyes were red as a spider and his hair black, going all the way down to his waist in long rough strands. His arms were long and slim with a few muscles coming out here and there. He looked malnourished, but yet fit at the same time. Every single one of his fingers were moving as he spoke, wiggling and slithering. He had bags under his eyes. A single straw in his mouth, dangling in front of him. His feet were bare, slapping against the ground.
"Well, well, well. The famous Kimon Ages. The living weapon in human flesh. Looking like a roundhouse hobo." Phantom grabbed one of his knives dangling it on one of his fingers.
"You have entered my web. You know the consequences of this?" The Spider said as he walked toward him, moving his hand out to the side as bones came out of his skin, moving up to become a blade laying against his hand.
"Ew," Phantom said.
"Well, ya about to be taken down by-," Phantom said, but he suddenly felt a presence as The Spider ran toward him at full speed. He swung his bone-leaked arm at the Phantom. The Phantom moved his daggers up parrying the blade.
"I do not care for names. You are an invader and invaders must die..." He spun around, trying to plant a kick to the Phantom, but the man threw a dagger into the air, moving his existence up to the knife.
"A spider always reaches." The Spider said as the skin on his leg began to bubble and bones shot out of his leg, like spikes, piercing Phantom's body.
"GAH." Phantom threw a knife away, teleporting to it.
"Damn. He got me good." He looked at his abdomen, bleeding.
"Keep your eye on the enemy." He heard a whisper. He barely turned around, parrying the incoming spiky bone before he took a few steps back. The Spider was up close and personal, spinning around as his whole right arm and most of the right side of the back and shoulder shot out with spikes, piercing his skin. The Spider spun around, as all these bones caught into Phantom's body and sent him flying. Phantom rolled over the ground, grabbing his knives.
"Distance. He is one hell of a weapon up close." Phantom said as he stood up, grabbing a few more knives.
"Spacial awareness!" Phantom shouted, throwing daggers out to all sides.
"You aren't aiming at me?" The Spider asked coldly as he looked around at the flying knives.
"Oh yea I am." Phantom grinned as he vanished, teleporting to the knives. He kept repeating this, moving around in a pattern. The Spider kept his eyes on the Phantom, trying to determine his spot of arrival.
"Teleportation." The Spider said as he slowly moved up his right arm. Small bones came out of his hand and arm. He swung his arm, sending small projectiles and spikes of bones flying toward Phantom. The spikes flew in a widespread, trying to cover most of the knives.
"Sad that won't work," Phantom said. Phantom switched places with one of the bones, getting past the barrage.
"Phantom strike!" He shouted as he spun around, planting his heel into The Spider's shoulder. The Spider grunted and fell to his knee. Phantom spun around.
"HERE WE GO!" He shouted as a spike came out of the tip of his boot. He cut into The Spider's face and sent him flying back.
"There we go. Finally left a cut on your body." Phantom said as he clicked his heel and the blade went into his boot again.
"Just to tell you know. You are about to be killed by the Phantom mercenary. Clark Wheeler!" The Phantom shouted as he grabbed more knives from his many. He walked forward as he spun the knife around.
"Clark Wheeler." The Spider said as his skin started to bubble and out of his back came long thin spikes, pushing him to his feet.
"I will consume you, Clark Wheeler." The Spider said as he thrust his hand downward, making a long thin bone come out of his palm. He grabbed it with his other hand, pulling it slowly.
"Bone blade." He said as he grabbed it and twisted his hand, breaking it off his body. He took it in one hand, holding it like a katana. Phantom prepared himself, leaning down.
"Here goes!" He shouted as he jumped forward, running toward the spider.
"Phantom zone!" He pressed a button on his wrist, shooting knives out from his chest plate, making them fly all around The Spider at high speed. The Spider stood still, swinging his sword to deflect the knife that got a bit too close.
"Where could-" The Phantom said as he started to teleport rapidly.
"I BE?!" He shouted as he was teleporting so fast it looked like there were five of him at each knife location.
"Fast." The Spider said as he dropped the sword down.
"HA!" Clark moved forward as all the knives were sent flying toward The Spider. He still teleported to each of them, making it look like there was a pincer attack from five different sides.
"Spider dance, slik strands!" The Spider shouted as he took one step forward and his body went limp as he spun around and slowly moved into a more secluded position, hugging his own legs. Spikes shot out from all of the sides, turning him into a spinning and moving spike ball. The Phantom barely teleported away to a knife he placed on the ground earlier before all the five knives broke apart, coming close to The spider. He stopped being limp as he stood up straight. his skin moving and bubbling.
"This is gonna be a hard nut to crack," Clark said as he grabbed a few more knives.
"You move fast, but speed doesn't matter to someone of my caliber." The Spider said as he grabbed the bone sword from the ground.
"Well well well," Phantom said as he unclipped his cloak, dropping it to the ground. He tightened his red ponytail and grinned.
"I'm about to destroy you!" Clark shouted as he moved his leg back and then dashed toward the spider. He grabbed a dagger and engaged in closer combat. He jumped up, trying to plant a swing of his knife at The Spider, but the opponent merely deflected the attack. He moved his other hand forward, sending a spike toward Clark, but Clark dodged by moving his upper body back. He kicked the bone, breaking it, and then swept to the side, throwing a dagger behind him, and leaped forward. The Spider was about to stab him when he changed position with the previously thrown dagger, moving in from his side to stab him. The Spider barely dodged it, moving his body to the left and allowing the swing to pass right in front of him. He tried to plant a kick to Clark, but the mercenary switched places with the other knife again.
"TWO MAN TANGO!" Clark shouted as he appeared behind The Spider again. The spider spun around, trying to cut Clark, only for him to vanish again and appear behind him. Every time he did this. He softly kicked the knife into the air, allowing him more time. The Spider was getting attacked from both sides and he kept having to spin around, deflecting an incoming attack only for the attacker to appear on his blind side. The spider's reflexes were massive and with little effort he managed to keep up with Clark.
"You are keeping up, but can you keep going?!" Clark shouted as he flew forward trying to stab The Spider. The Spider deflected the attack and started to turn around only to see the knife still hanging in the air.
"Predictable!" Clark shouted as he moved up from his deflection and cut deeply into The Spider's back.
"GAH!" The Spider grunted and the skin on his back began to bubble. Clark barely moved back before spikes on spikes shot out of The Spider's back, trying to stab him.
"That is a trick that only works once, Clark Wheeler." The Spider said as he stood up again and allowed the bones to slowly move into his back again.
"Hahah, you still fell for it. Simplest trick in the book." Clark said, juggling a knife.
"You are but a mosquito, annoying and noisy. I will rid you from my sight." The Spider said as leaned forward. Spikes shot out of his feet, sending him flying forward with massive speed. Clark barely dodged out of the way before a full spiked Spider passed him. He turned around and shot a spike into the roof to stop his speed. He then turned around and rushed toward Clark at full speed.
"Bone style-" The Spider said as he moved hands out to the sides, bones shooting out of his wrist. Three in total, making a three-tip blade on both arms.
"Ulna skewer!" He shouted as spikes shot out of his foot, making him accelerate at the last second. Clark didn't even have time to act before he was pierced with all six blades and sent flying through the corridor, leaving behind a trail of blood.
"F-fuck." Clark stood up, allowing blood to drip down on the floor in front of him. The Spider moved toward him as the bones slowly moved into his arm. He let out a laugh sounding like chorusing.
"Not able to dodge that, huh?" The Spider taunted as he leaned down and shot up into the air, spinning his body around, allowing spikes to shoot out of his legs, making it a giant spiky mace. Clark threw a knife forward and teleported to it, getting out of the range.
"Why are you running now? Weren't you taunting me just a second ago?" The Spider said as all the spikes slowly moved into his body again.
"Well, I like a good one-on-one fight, sir. But in all honesty. If I was hit by that I might not come back to tell the tale." Clark said as he stood up, grabbing a few new knives.
"You fear the incoming attacks. Dashing around like some mosquito, trying to escape my net, but yet you are already trapped within this dark hall." The Spider said as he stood up straight, rolling his shoulders and arms as his skin bubbled violently.
"Well, I have no intention of running from your so-called "web", Spider. I am here to either kill you or die trying and in all honesty. I rather just kill you." Clark said as he stood up straight, rolling his shoulder and cracking his neck.
"You are welcome to give it an attempt, but no one has ever killed me before. Nor gotten close. You are nothing but a mosquito. Not even worthy of fighting me." The Spider grinned as he prepared his next attack as the three spikes came out of his arm, turning into the blade.
"Well, everything has a first, right? And your dying has to come at some point. Guess I just have to accelerate that decision a bit." Phantom said as he grabbed a unique knife from the bandolier on his front.
"Come then. Let's dance." Clark said with an evil grin.
