Spark of Swords

[Mikalo]

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The dark figurine with a silhouette of itself, taller than 7'5", loomed over the smaller one. Full samurai armor on, though, the helmet depleted for the goodness of style. The odachi blade on it's right hip dangles in the wind. Coldness struck out through the winds of the atlantic, causing the smaller one's cheeks to be red. His determined eyes locked onto his opponent. This was Outlaw Mikalo, versus Outcome. The first one to draw their blade was unknown, but the both of them clashed. The thing that made him angry.. was that not even a grunt escaped the dark confines of the inhumane 'samurai's' insides.

"Kiya." A spinning blade came diagnolly down, rightward, from above his scalp that was covered with a straw hat. The sword was parried, and knocked to the right. Outlaw Mikalo spins around, leaping, missing a long odachi blade by an inch. His opening was there, now, this giant figurine could not handle his speed. The bigger they are, the harder they. fell. A slice of his katana blade cuts through the vulnerable torso armor of the samurai, sending it stumbling back into a stand snow.

The Outlaw landed and swung his blade over his shoulder, getting into position. Just at that moment when the samurai grasped his sword with two hands, like it should be, things were about to get serious. He coughs, the wolf skin on his right shoulder dangling in the winds. The seven foot five gigantic samurai lifts his blade up, letting it sear with heat in its hands. The tip of the sword plunged at Mikalo's form. Outlaw's blade parried, but the titanium it was created from melted a small bit, revealing its core.

To pay for this, his strength was enormous in the parry, leaving the blade of the robotic samurai unhinged from the wooden phalanges. His melted sword spiraled for more affect, and with steadfast thinking, he removed the limbs of his opponent. Outlaw Mikalo swirls, and the sole of his foot sends the bigger enemy skyrocketing into the yonder.

The caelum swallowed the enemy of Mikalo, but, soon, a large crash had been found miles away.

[Mikalo]

"Die!" Plunging with lustrous optical figurines in his sockets without regret, steadfast thinking leading onto the accelerating of the blade that shot out barrages of sword slices in cyclical movements, that stopped for none. The iris widens in the turn of light as the sunlight's beams bounces off the straight forward sword of Mikalo's opponent. The tip of the odachi sword cuts through his shoulder. He continued on, sliding down his opponent's sword. Unease rang through his mind, at that one moment of failure he felt in his queasy stomach.

Like he was nothing, he was tossed aside onto the ground, tumbling through the crimson snow. His phalanges dig deeply into the confines of the white blankets that covered the dead bodies from previous battles Mikalo fought, to get to the final boss, who he faced now. He was sent here, as an Outlaw, to kill this inhumane samurai that continued to terrorize his home, Fo Shan. His left hand was guided up his chest and to his right shoulder, holding in blood as blood exploded from the gaps of his unhinged teeth. Surprisingly, he energetically bounced at the antagonist of his life, with his own wrathful sword slicing towards the wooden samurai's head.

Again, he seemed to had failed. The blade had been caught. A grin splattered upon his face, the wooden samurai nodded to accept defeat. The sole of a quick, unrecognizable foot smashed into the darkness under the straw hat of his foe. He had won.. he had,

Defeated himself.

Blood dripped from his sword, the surroundings changed to a place of flames with gasping souls fluttering about, gnashing their teeth and wailing. A hand, recognizable to him, reached to him. In fear, Outlaw Mikalo scraped through the dirt with his heels, to back away.. but to find no wall or comfort. A dripping figure appears from the ground, sharing the same features of Mikalo, but his flesh burned and scratched, missing a left eyeball, too.

"Help, me!"

The ground shook compellingly as Outlaw Mikalo yelled, and he awoke in a start.

END