Capítulo 19: Funebre Convictions

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- I... should I help Norman? - Ollie thinks, staring at the big fight that was happening. Norman was face to face with a reaper, in a classic karate fighting stance, with his right fist closed behind his back and his left hand open, stretched forward, with his legs spread in a position that indicated that Norman could advance at any moment. Funebre held his large classic scythe like a big stick, a little lower with his hands spaced on the handle, the two approached little by little with small steps with their feet.

- There is still time for us not to fight, you can help me save Calli, she is your friend, act like a friend to her. - Norman says, if he takes his eyes off Funebre.

- You don't know death up close, when that happens you will understand, things are not that simple, kid. - Funebre says. The reaper advances towards Norman, trying to make a horizontal cut with his scythe, aiming at Norman's stomach, but the security guard manages to dodge the attack by going backwards, but Funebre continues to attack, this time making a low cut so that Norman quickly throws his body to the side, but with the tip of the scythe hitting his cheek, making a small cut. Norman takes advantage of the gap and turns his body, giving a spinning kick with his heel to Funebre's face, reinforced with the weapon, hitting the reaper's face.

- Shit. - Funebre thinks, seeing Norman continuing his attack, going forward with his reinforced fist to his rib, but Funebre reinforces his scythe with reaper energy and places the plate of its blade in front of where Norman was going to punch, managing to defend himself. Funebre hits Norman's face with the opposite end of the handle, stunning him, and then kicks him hard in the stomach, knocking him out of breath, sending him several meters away, crashing hard into a pole, breaking the concrete of the structure as soon as he hits it, making it fall.

- This human knows very well how to handle himself in a fight, but he's still very rustic. - Funebre thinks.

- N-NORMAN! - Ollie shouts, worried about the security guard. This only attracted Funebre's attention, who turns his attention to her direction.

- Oh, damn! I don't know if I can fight a reaper! - Ollie thinks with some despair, but she realizes that Funebre's attention on her was quickly taken away when he is hit hard by some object, throwing him several meters away, crashing into a house, almost breaking the wall of that structure.

- This is between you and me! - Norman says, standing up holding that large pole with both arms, having used it to hit Funebre.

- Arfgh... even with his ki being limited more and more, his physical strength seems to be greater than the average human. - Funebre thinks, going back to being on guard, seeing Norman running towards him with the large pole as a weapon.Norman tries to attack Funebre with another blow, but the reaper dodges it by simply jumping, with Norman hitting the pole on the wall of the house, finishing off the destruction, but looking at the sky, Norman notices the reaper in the air with his guard completely open. The security guard then jumps onto a wall of a house that gives him momentum to reach the roof of another structure and jumps towards Funebre, trying to hammer him to the ground with the large pole.

- TAKE THAT! - Norman shouts, throwing his attack, but Funebre reinforces his scythe with the reaper's energy and its blade grows much larger, taking on a purple color.

- "Devil's reinforcement." – Funebre says, cutting the pole that Norman was holding in half, making the attack pass through him without hurting him, but the security guard is not shaken by this and throws the half that was holding the pole in the direction of Funebre who cuts the pole in half again but this gave Norman the opportunity to throw himself in the direction of the reaper with a two-footed flying kick, forcing Funebre to defend himself with his arms crossed, even so the pain of Norman's attack pressed on him, the two staring at each other fiercely.

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