A Crumbling Society

Part 3-26

No second wasted and my back was drug straight across the side of a building. Glass and metal and even some bricks were scraping at me. My healing was having a hard time keeping up. Damage taken was sustaining itself repeatedly only to take more right after. At one point I was sure that my cape had torn off. The hand that wasn't holding her arm took aim. "Incastra" I murmured under her hand as she gripped tightly; a small cage grew itself around her face. Blocking her view, we spiraled away from the building and reluctantly I was released. Moving apart midair I had to regain my bearings. Vicious was clawing away at the covering but managed to hold position, she couldn't see too much either. I however had to put my arms out and think about stopping to do so to gain control of flying. Checking back at her she was now gripping as hard as possible onto the cage. I looked below me to see if any other villains or Sentry's had followed. None were in pursuit, but I did see that the villains couldn't take me stalling. It also looked like the Sentrys were basically done for at this point as they had deteriorated. The villains were all now doing the job they had intended to do. Attacking civilians, they began killing anyone they wanted. Shrieks of horror were traveling through the crowd, vicious must've done this to keep me occupied. Returning the attention to her she finally managed to crush the incasement off her face. Her hair moved and I saw her eyes, they truly were terrifying. Black eyeballs with yellow-green irises, We both moved closer to get the upper hand and collided fists into one another. Attempting again, as I landed three punches to her head, she shook them off. Kneeing my stomach, she was able to punch on my left. The force sent me up higher and away from our aerial fight. Moving fast as if she too could teleport, she was behind me. Claws dug into my backside, then another set, I copied her speed. Moving a few feet in the air I backed up to gain some room. Circling my hands and pressing forward a surge of magic protruded from the space before me. Sailing at her with an advanced pace it hit hard causing excruciating pain. That attack makes it feel as though you're being struck by lightning times five, in your blood cells. Taking the charged attack so effortlessly she seemed as if she was unharmed. I guess I underestimated her strength, she was still treading the air awaiting my next move.

Testing one another we moved in a rotation but were appearing opposite each other. Taking turns, we did this, taunting and trying to move closer but it wasn't working. Throwing a swirl of light at her that opened to wrap around her she slashed through it, and it disappeared. Without losing time she then darted at me again, claws out and eyes locked on. At the last second her wings flapped right in my direction, the ends acting as whips. On top of being hit across the helmet and cracking it open the gust of wind threw me backwards. My helmet leaked a light from it as it patched itself and she was on me again. Holding down on my collar bone she wrapped her legs at my waist. Throwing punches with her open arm I tried to block them. The grip was enough to keep my arm at bay, especially when her claws were carefully sticking into me. Limiting my strength to my less dominant fist I struggled to block properly. Managing to use my forearm to stop the punch she pressed harder. Giving into the power dominance I then took punches to the side of my head. About four good hits were taken before she crushed my collar bone to start using both fists. Nerves were firing and sending the worse feeling through my arm as possible. Taking blows to the head weren't helping any either. Instead of failing to block a punch I blasted my combination magic at her. Barely hurting her it did something, my magic spoke back to me. Confused at first as it was only a feeling, but her wing hit my hand and I could hear more. The dragon that's a part of Vicious is some sort of demon, that's why she's evil. It makes sense why she's horrifying in close range too. Changing things up I continuously casted a beam on her, mixing different spells in the process. Her body froze and then spazzed out and she let go and flew away.

I wasn't letting her go that quickly, flicking my hand out a black string shot out. Wrapping around her neck she grabbed at it but couldn't pull it apart. Pulling her back at me I ripped my arm back. My healing already mended the broken bones, and I was able to move it again and use my full strength to pull on the string. As her body moved backwards, I grabbed onto her wings. Struggling more she then reached for me but couldn't find anything, the pointed ends were jabbing at the air relentlessly. Digging deep into the monster that makes up a majority of her, as I sensed I could see it. It was brief but told me that she's more magic than anyone ever thought. More dawned on me in the idea of her power. If Vicious summoned a demon that fused with her, then I can make him go away. Grabbing as tight as I could on her right wing, I pulled and ripped it clean off. A creature-like strain echoed from her due to the pain and we descended the air. Doing the same to the second the same sound was emitted, and we reached a street below. Wingless, I searched for the demon inside her once more and it too was in distress. The creature wasn't going to come willingly, a removal spell should finish her off though. Shoving me off she moved, but it me gave me the space necessary to do what I was going to. Both hands this time and my sigil formed above her stunned body while she paused from the pain. She seemed to have then gone unconscious from removing her wings and the pain being too much. There was no fight to give so it made things easier. Thinking "Erradicta" black bolts grew from the center. Striking their way through her body she still screeched in agony. A black aura formed around her before scattering and dying away not far from her body. That's when she toppled over, I assumed she would regain consciousness, but I was wrong. All that demonic energy must've taken her life force when it died off. The spell is used to expel ghosts from mages, and in some cases humans. Gargoyle made a hasty move and ran to her rescue, but he was too late. He gave me the "eat shit and die look".