Battle Of Gods

Chapter 22 : Falcon Vs. Vilger

As Kenji fought Argon, the battle between Vilger and Falcon also intensified. Vilger, with his quick teleportation, was proving to be a formidable foe for Falcon. He pushed Falcon, driving him through wall after wall until they reached the farthest end of the prison. Falcon was getting beaten up by Vilger, struggling to keep up with his opponent's rapid movements.

Kenji appeared, walking casually and smoking his cigarette. Despite his own wounds, he couldn't help but chuckle softly at the sight of Falcon lying on the ground.

"Is this the mighty S-class hero Falcon I've heard so much about?" Kenji taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Aren't you ashamed, you stupid bird? Getting your feathers ruffled by someone like him?"

Hearing Kenji's mocking words, Falcon's anger flared. He pushed himself up, his eyes blazing with determination. "I'll show you who's a stupid bird," he growled.

Falcon launched himself at Vilger with renewed vigor, but Vilger's teleportation continued to make it difficult for him to land a decisive blow. Every time Falcon thought he had Vilger cornered, his opponent would vanish and reappear somewhere else, striking him from unexpected angles.

Kenji watched the fight with a smirk, continuing to tease Falcon. "Come on, Falcon! You're making this too easy for him. Can't you see where he's going to pop up next? Maybe you should flap your wings and fly away."

Falcon gritted his teeth, trying to block out Kenji's taunts and focus on the battle. But Vilger's teleportation was giving him a very hard time. Each time Vilger disappeared and reappeared, it was as if Falcon was fighting a ghost.

Seeing Falcon in trouble, Kenji's taunts grew louder. "Maybe you should have stayed on your perch, Falcon. You're clearly out of your league here."

Falcon's frustration reached a boiling point. He clenched his fists and took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind and anticipate Vilger's movements. He remembered his training, the countless hours spent honing his skills, and the reason he became a hero in the first place.

"I won't get myself killed here, I have to win, I have to defeat him," Falcon muttered to himself. He remembered that citizens hope from the S-class hero Falcon that he will protect them. He realized that he can't get defeated there. 

With a newfound determination, he focused on Vilger's pattern, watching for the telltale signs of where he would teleport next.

Kenji's teasing had served its purpose. Falcon was more focused than ever, ready to turn the tide of the battle.

Hearing Kenji's constant teasing, Falcon's anger surged, fueling his determination to end the fight. He rushed toward Vilger, but as expected, Vilger teleported away, seemingly evading Falcon's attack with ease. However, this time, Falcon noticed something different. In that brief moment before Vilger vanished, his eyes locked onto a specific spot. It was a fleeting detail, but one that Falcon's keen instincts picked up on.

A realization struck him: Vilger needed to look at the place he intended to teleport to. Falcon's mind raced as he pieced together the pattern. He knew that if he could exploit this, he might just be able to trap Vilger and turn the tide of the battle.

With newfound clarity, Falcon waited for the right moment. He watched Vilger carefully, his eyes trained on his opponent's gaze. As Vilger prepared to teleport again, Falcon struck. In a blur of motion, Falcon's fist connected with Vilger's eye, disrupting his vision and disorienting him. Vilger tried to teleport away, but his movements were now erratic, unpredictable. He was no longer in control.

Taking advantage of Vilger's momentary confusion, Falcon didn't relent. He followed up with another powerful punch, this time hitting Vilger's other eye. Vilger stumbled back, blinded and unable to focus on any specific point. His teleportation ability was rendered useless.

Now deprived of his main advantage, Vilger was vulnerable. Falcon could see the panic in his opponent's face as he desperately tried to regain his bearings. But it was too late. Falcon closed the distance between them and delivered a crushing blow to Vilger's gut, knocking the wind out of him.

With a final, mighty effort, Falcon grabbed Vilger and launched him upward with such force that he tore through the castle's ceiling, sending debris raining down. Falcon propelled them both hundreds of feet into the sky, far above the clouds. The wind howled around them, and the air grew thin, but Falcon's grip remained firm.

"You thought you could beat me with tricks?" Falcon growled, his voice carrying over the roar of the wind. "Not a chance."

With a powerful thrust, Falcon hurled Vilger downwards, watching as his opponent plummeted from the sky. Vilger's body tumbled helplessly, descending rapidly back toward the earth. Falcon remained in the sky for a moment, watching until Vilger disappeared from sight.

Satisfied that the battle was finally over, Falcon descended back to the castle, his body aching from the intense fight. He landed with a heavy thud, his feet barely able to hold him up. He limped over to Kenji, who was leaning against a wall, still smoking his cigarette.

"Did you see that, you knife-headed idiot?" Falcon panted, a hint of pride in his voice. "I defeated that piece of shit."

Kenji, unphased and unimpressed, gave Falcon a slow, sarcastic clap. "Yeah, yeah," he said, his tone mocking. "You beat him, but don't forget, I won my fight before you."

Falcon chuckled, despite himself. The adrenaline was still coursing through their veins, but both men were still ready to fight in order to defeat the Ashes boss.

"Alright, alright," Falcon said, rolling his eyes. "Let's just get this over with and find that Ashes bastard. We've still got work to do."

Kenji nodded, his cigarette now just a smoldering stub. "Lead the way, bird brain. And try not to get yourself killed before we finish this."

Falcon smirked, and together, they headed back into the castle, ready to face whatever challenge awaited them next.

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To Be Continued...!!!