Outbound

Big Guy

Takeyama's frustration reaches its peak as he's caught in the crossfire, his role as a pawn in the ongoing struggle fueling his anger. He shouts out, a mix of frustration and anger in his voice, cursing at the situation. Meanwhile, Nero clenched his jaw, his annoyance growing as he counts down the remaining seconds until his paralysis ends. The clash between Aoi and Shiro continues, their powers locked in a tense struggle. Shiro's telekinesis pushes against Aoi's magnetism, their strengths evenly matched for now. Meanwhile, Nero counts down the remaining seconds of his paralysis, his body frozen in place. The room is filled with the palpable tension as the three powers wage their silent battle. As Nero's five-second immobilization ends, he leaps back into action, charging towards Shiro. Seeing her occupied with controlling Takeyama, Nero senses an opportunity to take advantage of her momentary distraction. With a burst of speed, he closes the distance between them, aiming to capitalize on Shiro's divided attention. Nero, recognizing the potential power of his rock-paper-scissors technique, opens his left hand, revealing his readied gesture. Shiro, focused on controlling Takeyama, takes momentary notice, her eyes flickering in recognition of the possible threat. 

As Nero prepares to initiate the rock-paper-scissors motion silently, Shiro's gaze sharpens, a calculated gleam in her eyes. She recognizes the familiar pattern forming in Nero's hand gestures. Meanwhile, Aoi continues to struggle against the opposing power of Shiro's telekinesis. As Shiro prepares to release her hold on Takeyama to prepare for Nero's next move, she halts her actions, unsure of his intentions. However, in a dazzling display of speed, Nero closes the distance between them, his body moving with lightning-fast agility. His rock-paper-scissors hand sign had been a feint, and he charges forward before Shiro can fully react. Before Shiro can react, Nero's katana flashes forward, a swift and precise strike aimed at her neck. The blade slices clean through, severing her head from her body. With a sickening thud, her head falls to the ground, her lifeless body crumpling to the floor. Acting swiftly, Aoi seizes full control over Takeyama with her magnetism, hurling him towards the wall behind her. Her aim is true, and Takeyama crashes through the barrier, his body vanishing through it. Nero gasps for air, his chest heaving with exhaustion after the intense fight. Sweat drips down his face, and his limbs tremble slightly from the strain of the battle. He takes a moment to steady himself, inhaling deep breaths to calm his racing heart. Aoi's body succumbs to exhaustion, and she crumples to the ground, her consciousness slipping away. The fatigue of her previous encounter with Shiro combined with the intense struggle against Shiro and Takeyama leaves her spent. 

Nero turns his gaze towards the hole in the wall, and his eyes widen when he spots Takeyama re-emerging from it. Frustration and disbelief wash over his face as he witnesses the return of their adversary. Takeyama, seething with anger, glares at Nero and Aoi. His eyes burn with a deep-rooted hostility as he spittles out his words through clenched teeth. "You brats dared to taunt me," he growls, his voice dripping with venom. "Now I'm gonna stomp you two like the worthless bugs you are!" Takeyama, consumed by his vindictive rage, prepares to attack Nero and Aoi, his chains rattling with anticipation. "You'll pay for making me a pawn in your fight," he snarls, his eyes narrowing in intensity. Meanwhile, Nero stands his ground, bracing himself for the impending onslaught. Aoi, still unconscious, lies defenseless on the ground. Nero responds with a smirk, his voice filled with confidence. "Hey man," he quips, a hint of amusement in his tone, "can't take you seriously when your body's so much bigger than your head." As he taunts Takeyama, his gaze shifts momentarily back to Aoi, concern flickering in his eyes for her unconscious form. 

Despite his bravado, Nero's concern for Aoi remains in the back of his mind. However, he remains focused on the imminent threat of Takeyama, his body poised for a defensive stance. Nero maintains his taunting position, his eyes locked onto Takeyama as he awaits the man's next move. The tension in the air intensifies as Nero and Takeyama stand poised in their respective positions. The room is filled with the palpable silence, broken only by the soft jingling of Takeyama's chains. Both opponents wait for an opportunity to strike, their bodies coiled like springs ready to pounce. Nero, his gaze fixed on Takeyama, keeps his stance ready for anything. Nero, assessing the situation quickly, realizes the limitations of his katana against Takeyama's chains. Instead, he opts for a different approach. Thinking to himself, he decides to engage in a hand-to-hand confrontation. Can't rely on my katana against those chains he muses silently, I'll let my fists do the talking. With a determined expression, Nero charges at Takeyama. 

Taking a direct approach, Nero closes the distance between himself and Takeyama, his fists clenched and ready to attack. With a burst of speed, he launches a flurry of blows aimed at the larger man, hoping to strike vulnerable spots within his reach. Takeyama stands there, absorbing the punches like a human punching bag. Each strike lands with a thud, yet Takeyama seems completely unfazed by the blows. Nero, realizing that his attacks aren't having the desired effect, presses onward, attempting to find a weak spot in Takeyama's defenses. 
He doesn't even...budge? nervousness begins to consume Nero. Frustration begins to mount within Nero as he continues his onslaught against Takeyama. Each strike he lands seems to have no real effect on the larger man, and the realization sets in that he cannot overpower him with brute force alone. Nero's nervousness grows as he contemplates his next move. Nero's thoughts swirl in his mind as he continues to land punches on Takeyama, each strike feeling more futile than the last. Frustration mixes with a sense of desperation, and he desperately ruminates on his next move. Thinking to himself, he contemplates the risk of using the rock-paper-scissors technique again, weighing the potential loss against the slim chance of gaining an advantage. With a mix of fear and determination, he considers the possibility of quickly incapacitating Takeyama if he wins but the consequence of losing might be dire. With surprising speed and force, Takeyama raises his arm and launches his chain at Nero. The metallic links whirl through the air, aimed directly at Nero's body. Acting fast, Nero swiftly dodges the incoming attack, narrowly avoiding the chain by jumping to the side. 

"Oh what the hell, I'll do it." Nero grins commences a round of rock-paper-scissors with Takeyama. His determination fueling him, he quickly forms his hand into a closed fist, hoping to overpower Takeyama and seize the advantage. As Nero commences the game of rock-paper-scissors with Takeyama, their silent competition begins. With an intense look of concentration on his face, Nero forms his fist, determined to win and gain the upper hand. Meanwhile, Takeyama, unfazed by the situation, responds with his own hand gesture. In a moment of intense anticipation, both Nero and Takeyama unveil their hand gestures, revealing their choices. Nero has chosen rock, while Takeyama has gone with paper. The result is clear, and Takeyama wins the round. Frustrated and filled with regret, Nero curses inwardly as he finds himself paralyzed by the outcome of the game. "Damn it," he mutters silently, his body frozen in place, vulnerable to Takeyama's next move.

 Takeyama, his victory fueling his confidence, launches both of his chains at Nero with all his might. They extend like menacing strands, aimed directly at the immobilized Nero. "Die, worm," Takeyama snarls with a sinister grin, relishing in the opportunity to end his foe. The chains hurtle through the air, closing in on the unmoving Nero with surprising speed. Time seems to slow down as the chains draw near, their metallic links glinting menacingly, threatening to close the fate of their victim. Nero, rendered vulnerable by his paralysis, stands in the path of the incoming attack, unable to move a muscle to defend himself. In those fleeting moments, Nero's thoughts race through his mind. Regret fills him as he reflects on his decision to engage in the game with Takeyama.

 "I shouldn't have done this," he thinks to himself, his final thoughts filled with regret. With the chains closing in and no way to escape, he braces himself for the unavoidable impact.