First, we'll begin with the fight between Dustin and Grayson.
Thunderclouds form in the sky above them, the light draining from the surrounding area, Grayson looked confused.
"I didn't set a change in weather for at least a few days.." He rubs his chin, then looks at Dustin
"No way."
Dustin has a crackling aura of lightning surrounding his body, radiating yellow light, he looks up at him, a grim expression on his face.
Grayson exhales from his nose, pressing some buttons on his gauntlet, this summoned several drones with guns, missiles, and even flamethrowers, they fly towards Dustin, their attacks numerous.
"This should keep him at bay until I prepare my attack.." Grayson says walking away
Several explosions occur and Grayson figures he must be hurt, but to his surprise Dustin appears right next to him, swinging his bolt of lightning at him, the shield catches the impact but not without taking significant damage.
"The hell?!" He exclaimed "Tsk, you shouldn't be able to move after that attack."
Grayson emits a pulse from the shield pushing him away, he looks over where the drones were, their parts on the ground.
"Huh, stronger than I thought, I won't underestimate you then."
Grayson summons an army of robots to fight, they were equipped with a dangerous amount of weapons, the variety was staggering. Small, large, and even dog robots all with one goal, to kill Dustin.
Dustin stands his ground raising his hand to the air as they swarm him from every angle.
"Lightning Rod." When he says this, one of the thunderclouds grow large, and a massive lightning bolt shoots out of it, striking him directly
Though it was less than a second, it caused massive devastation on the surroundings, a small crater forming where he stood, the impact was so fast Dustin remained in the air for a few seconds before falling.
Surrounding robots were demolished, though many still remain.
As the sound of the thunder finally reached their ears, Grayson finished his preparations, creating a suit of armor for himself, it was like a parasite spread around his body, this armor improved his bodies fighting prowess, improved adrenaline, faster reaction via a neural-link connection, access to a variety of weapons and tools, and of course, he can punch really hard.
"Here we go." He cracks his knuckles "Prototype Armor!"
Grayson pulses with energy, his heartrate increasing, he walks towards Dustin as he's dismantled the final robot.
Dustin stands up, looking at Grayson, surprised for a moment, he regains his posture, slightly out of breath from killing the robots.
"Distortion field."
Blue waves emit from Grayson's suit, the air around him distorting, he appeared to be moving much slower, until Dustin realized something was wrong, but before he could do anything, he felt something touch his back, he turned as quickly as possible but he wasn't fast enough, Grayson kicked the fucking shit out of him, a crack sounding through the air as his leg met his back, sending him flying through several buildings.
When Dustin stopped scraping against the concrete, he tried regaining his footing, only to be dizzy and unable to stand, he felt something well up in his throat, it was blood, he swallowed it back before it could escape, then and only then did the pain come, it was like being stabbed with red hot irons in his back, he fought the urge to scream in pain, contorting uncomfortably as he tried to reach the spot of his discomfort.
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Maledictus Ignis
AksiMemories are what make us who we are, so without them, who are we? Is it possible to live a happy and fulfilling life without knowing yourself? Or perhaps the question we should ask is; does it even matter to begin with?
