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(*sigh* The ideas of scenes for various stories coming and going through my head but not much of a will to write it down… Oh what the hell, have this one.)
The battle comes to a still as a hand reaches over the edge of the pit. The hand finds purchase amongst the dirt and snow before its owner expertly pulls themself up and over, landing on their feet. It’s revealed to be Y/N, his armor torn and scorched and part of his face revealed from his broken helmet, but alive.
“I ain’t so easy to kill.”
He quietly laughed, finding some humor in the situation. Although, not everyone found it funny.
“Irritation: As you’ve proved time and again.”
Y/N then charged towards ____ with reckless abandon, his weapon eager to kill. ____ met him halfway and clashed with her own weapon. Sparks flung when their weapons met and their owners mettle was tested. Parry, dodge, slash, repeat. Y/N’s exposed eye narrowed while ____’s murderous smile faltered, each of them finding a challenge in the other. At one point, Y/N grabbed his sidearm to shoot, but ____ countered by grabbing his arm and pointing it above her, bullets spewing from the sidearm just above her head.
Y/N wrenched his arm away before giving ____ a mighty kick, launching her into a wall of a nearby building. A spiderweb of cracks formed from the impact of the wall, but ____ seemed unfazed. Y/N roared before rocketing over to her position, his fist aimed for her head. She moved her head just in time as the fist made contact with the wall, shattering it. Having enough, ____ tackled Y/N over a nearby railing, sending both of them down and to continue their fight elsewhere and leave the others by themselves.
