"KYLE!" Delilah screamed as several fireballs and rockets were fired at Kyle. Before he could finish his sentence, he was engulfed in a swirling mas of fire, shrapnel and explosions. Delilah and Sol dived backwards and took cover between the trees, Sol landed awkwardly and hit his head on a log cursing vehemently, while Delilah rolled backwards with grace, and watched helplessly as her friend was completely enveloped in a fiery explosion.
"KYLE!"
"Delilah stay down!" shouted Sol over the racket "You'll make yourself blind! I'm sure Kyle's got something up his sleeve or something. But if we got injured now and he somehow managed to survive that, we wouldn't be much help to him now!"
"But.. Kyle..."
"DELILAH!"
Delilah forced herself to look away from the exploding light festival and screwed shut. After a constant bombardment that seemed to last forever, the missiles stopped screaming their way towards Kyle and the smoke started to settle down. Afterwards, one last missle snaked it's way to the middle of the smoke, almost lazily, and exploded in the middle
"Jesus christ you crazy son of a bitch... I hope you have something up your sleeve..." Sol swore. "I swear to god"
"OUCH!"
"What the - "
"Who fired that last missile? That REALLY HURT!"
"Oh my god Kyle"
The smoke blew away with a sudden gust of air, and kyle was floating in the middle of a huge crater with a long piece of shrapnel sticking into his arm.
"Mother of Jesus God Almighty dang blast Holy Christ that HURT! Have you ever had a piece of metal stuck into your arm? Aside from needles? A PIECE OF METAL THE SIZE OF A 30 CM RULER!? IT HURTS!" Kyle was clutching his arm, trying to lever the piece of metal out, his face contorted in pain.
Sol started "How...?"
"You see, as I was saying, BEFORE I was so rudely interrupted by the Colonel's little fireworks show," Kyle glared at the very bewildered Colonel and his army. "I was GOING to tell you..."
Kyle turned to face the Colonel and his army. He wrenched the shrapnel out of his arm, and immediately, the wound started closing over until the hole in his arm was only a small shallow cut.
"Typical, I don't have enough energy to heal the cut fully..." Kyle muttered
Kyle swept out his arms like he was about to announce something very grand, which he did.
"Before you, Colonel, stand the only man in the Second Parallel, who can channel his magic, WITHOUT the use of a Soul Weapon! Whilst you puny mortals use your little Soul Weapons to cast your spells properly, I can use magic at any moment's notice! And through the use of my own soul, my magic is far superior to your little toy weapons you hold in your hands!"
"Uhhh.... Kyle... Both me and Sol also use Soul Weapons too you know...?"
Kyle turned and smiled a little apologetically " Heh.. Sorry, the words just seemed kinda fancy and appropriate to use"
"Hmph"
Kyle turned back to face Colonel Bruskov and his Battalion. Colonel Bruskov now had a hard set face, as if he was not impressed with the explanation Kyle had given. Or maybe he had just swallowed a few lemons.
"No matter how strong you may be, you are still human. And you are still killable. Puny mortals you say? Let's see how mortal your body is! FIRE EVERYTHING!"
The Whole Battalion suddenly mobilised and they all started to charge up the most complex spells to infuse with their weaponry. Kyle started to laugh manically and help up his hand, as if he were about to rip the weapons out of all of the soldier's hands.
With an almighty bang, all of the charged up weapons discharged each of their individual spells. In a display of rather pretty colours and sharp pointy things, a very epilepsy-inducing wall of dangerous, potentially mortal, surged toward Kyle... and then to the centre of his palm. He smiled a rather unnatural smile.
"Try again" he smirked
"AGAIN!" Screamed the now rather infuriated Colonel, bringing out his own pistol, and charging his own weapon.
"Too slow" Kyle said as the second wave of magic-infused missiles sped towards his, screaming a song of death. Kyle slammed his palm into the ground, cursing silently as his palm hit a small jutting rock. The earth infront of Kyle cracked as the condensed magic in his hand seeped into the earth, bending the solid rock and dirt to his will. The rock in front of kyle created a jagged hole, with a sound almost as loud as the discharging weapons, and a wall of blue magma flew upwards, lighting up the area in an eerie glow of blue, and then rainbow as the magic was hurled into the blue magma. The magma then once again seeped back into the ground, turning back into a reddish colour and immediately falling back down into the chamber from where it came. Kyle then immediately pounced, taking a bit of the magma, and wrapping it around himself in a small hurricane of molten rock. Kyle rose up a few meters and sped forward into the battalion. Soldiers backed off carefully as he landed, their weapons crackling with magic, ready to discharge again as soon as they could find a gap in his defences. Kyle, looked up, the small storm of magma still raging around him and he smiled at the battalion. Splaying his hands out, the whirling magma dispersed itself outwards in a ring, becoming thinner as the magma was spread over a larger area. The soldiers closest to Kyle at the time were completely incinerated from the lava, but the ones slightly further away had to experience a fair bit more pain as the magma sliced through their bodies like... magma slicing through bodies... Kyle laughed as he danced around, shooting the magma this way and that, killing several soldiers with a stroke of his hand or a flick of his wrist. Soldiers didn't bother to charge up their spells any more as they were busy trying to stay out of reach of the stream of magma being hurled around carelessly. Kyle observed this behaviour as the last soldier barely just escaped the line of magma, escaping without a foot. Kyle gave up the tactic with the magma, and instead returned the magma to his hand. He jumped up, spinning vertically in the air for style points,and then once again slammed his hand into the ground. Up above, the sky rumbled, and suddenly, lighting was running through nearly every soldier within a 50 meter radius of him, electrocuting them and killing them a short while after. Another lightning bolt which was purple erupted upwards from the earth, and Kyle caught it in his hand,s splitting it into several different balls of lightning and juggled them with his hands. Kyle then hurled balls of lightning at several different targets, and the lightning chained over from one soldier to another, killing more and more as the soldiers stood closer. Once again, the soldiers leapt and tried to run out of range of the mad-boy who had now killed at least half of the 600 strong battalion.
Once the chaos of the two crazy attacks had ended, there were many charred and burnt corpses, and the smell of dead flesh invaded the nostrils of Delilah and Sol who were standing by in shock as Kyle slaughtered men by the hundreds.
"Kyle... we can stop and retreat now, I think we can just go..."
"Shhh... nonsense Delilah... if we can rid this army, that's one less strategist and battalion our side has to worry about right?"
"But"
Once again the soldiers closed in around Kyle, rather stupidly oblivious to the fact that Sol and Delilah were just a tens of meters off. The soldiers looked tired, but they now also looked angry, and very very determined.
"I like the look on your faces," Kyle mused "It makes it better when I completely trash you all."
The nearest soldier ran at Kyle with his sword raised high, going in for the traditional bash-and-whack method. Kyle stopped the soldier's downstroke by catching his arm midway, and used his momentum to push his body in front of his to stop the many bullets that explosively started to fire at him as soon as the soldier ran. He laughed as the soldier died to his own comrade's bullets.
"Have you guys heard of hemomancers?" Kyle asked casually as he threw the limp body of the soldiers to one side "Oh don't be so boring you lot! Trust me, hemomancing is gory, but definitely effective!"
Kyle's left foot crunched down on the gravel, and his body started to shake. He gave off a short grunt, and suddenly, the soldiers themselves started to quake. They all started to scream and let go of their weapons, tearing at their bodies and contorting in pain.
"Oh god, this is going to be messy"
Blood and bone splattered everywhere as the soldiers randomly ruptured and exploded, showering Kyle in a bloody mess.
"Oh God I think I just swallowed a piece of human." Kyle groaned.
Sol and Delilah looked on in complete horror as the rest of the now two hundred or so soldiers ruptured and disappeared, bathing the filed in a wave of blood. Kyle had bits of human stuck to him as he stopped crouching and observed the last standing man. Colonel Bruskov stood stock still, horrified, and dignified at the same time, knowing what was coming for him.
"You are a strong chi-"
Kyle disappeared in a flash of lightning going upwards, and came back down, lime-green thunder crashing down onto the Colonel mid sentence. Kyle then held up the bloody, battered Colonel with his left hand, made his right hand into a spearhead shape, and with the force of lightning behind it, he punched a hole through the Colonel's heart. Lightning discharged from Kyle's right hand as it went through the Colonel's heart, completely razing the encampment, and a small portion of the forest behind it into smoking tatters.
"You speak waaaay too much" he told in a cold voice. Kyle pushed the Colonel off his right hand, and walked back, a bloody mess, to Delilah and Sol, their mouths hanging wide open.
"What the HELL have you just done Kyle?" Sol shouted
"Kyle.. was it really necessary to kill the Colonel? I think you established very clearly that you were the stronger force..." Delilah asked in a quiet voice, her whole body trembling.
Kyle merely shrugged, indifferent to the glare he was getting from Sol. "I did what I did. I bought a small advantage over the North Korean Army, and now South Korea has one less Battalion to face."
Delilah looked straight into Kyle's eyes, and Kyle stared back at her, returning her gaze with malice.
Delilah suddenly turned away and simply said "We're wasting time. Let's go."
Kyle and Sol both looked at each other, puzzled by the last few seconds of the argument. Then Sol resumed his glare and Kyle started off after Delilah.
Sol looked at Kyle as he walked off, a few paces ahead.
"There's something wrong with him..."
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