Leyk's perception slowly normalized, the people on the sides stood still, unmoving, observing, only about 200 left over from the thousand or more with which this clash had begun, making Leyk grin as he himself had killed at the very least a tenth of the total, or perhaps just simply defeated, however one would see it.
The observers in the stands remained silent, many in awe, many confused as to why a titan was in the first brawl's beginning phase and the middle, as to why 'she' was allowed to participate at all, and many other things, the few sparce tyrants, mostly hidden and disguised in many different forms, only the tyrants themselves knowing where the others were, interested, those that had made a deal with the mysterious man inclined to help further and gain some hope for his success later on.
Hesitating slightly as he realized the battle with Kome was over 'she' took a step, then another, feeling blood trickling around the sand, mostly absorbed, sticking to her bare feet from time to time, ones she had found to be rather useful for mastering the invisible force, it being easily led with footwork as well, just that 'she' was not used to it yet.
During the minute 'she' walked towards Kome not one person tried to attack, sure there were clashes, there were battles uninterrupted, but not one person came closer, not one person dared to be the first to face this uniliteral monster, not one person dared to easily oppose yet.
As 'she' arrived, Kome began talking in a rough voice, sounding more energetic than normal, slightly nervous, but also as if he was intent on asking something of the pretty girl, though he very much knew the pretty girl was a boy stuck as such, not intent on even touching that subject.
"I guess this is already lost." he said, sighing as those behind him nodded silently, taking steps backwards, as if to evade Leyk, just resulting in them being impaled by Imor, Leyk using it in the form of the long blade without hilt to stab one man, pull it out, just to then stab the next, something he had been practicing a lot on Karoj before the tournament.
"My only hope would be to ask you to use me to help you against the titans, wouldn't it?" asked Kome a mere instant after the second man had been grabbed by the fiery golem still standing far above, not one of them seen again, as if vanished into thin air, just as they had always done.
"Perhaps, but even with your help, I am fairly certain that ten titans would still mob the floor with us." Leyk replied with a hollow and maidenly voice, as if the entire battle could not dirty the serenity of the person being perceived as a 'girl' by most if not all on the battlefield right now.
"Titans are simply too focused on range and mobility, too focused on once thing and yet too powerful in all others, their strength should be a bit lower than mine, sure, but there is the fact of the matter that they have what is known as a manifestation while we do not." 'she' explained, following a stare she got from Kome, the people from the sides starting to slowly creep loser, taking on silent step after the other, trying to perhaps surprise her before she made a deal with the other strongest on the field who began to talk once more, also noticing it, just as Leyk had already done before.
"I'm pretty sure you'd be able to face one, two, maybe even three titans on your own with those amazing skills of yours, especially that telekinesis, or was it?" he asked innocently.
"I am not that powerful... yet..." Leyk replied silently.
"Sure you aren't, we'll see I guess." Kome replied, a laugh slowly dying in his throat as he felt that the conversation was over already.
"Still, I guess you win, congratulations, though it was kind of clear from the beginning if I may be honest." he ended the talk with, waiting for Leyk to do something, just to see 'her' turn around, her wand in her left hand now, pointed right at a man clad in false wings, otherwise almost completely naked, disturbing, and quite disgusting if he was honest, so much so Kome had thought it double, had it not been for him being flung far away, just to end up being lifted up and sent hurling towards the earth, a small explosion of sand taking place once more, with him seizing the chance.
Kome lifted the pipe he relied on to his mouth, Leyk realized and knocked it out of his hand, the pipe shattering somewhere, Kome sighing slowly.
"Well, it isn't that difficult to repair." was the last thing he said before Leyk cut off his head in a swift motion, the rest of the people in the field finally all united to fight him, not even Leyk aware of just how many were left now, only three people still fighting each other, completely engrossed.
Leyk laughed silently, a giggle escaping 'her' throat, of a body that did not belong to 'him' who had previously resided in a body that did not belong to 'him' that had been born of a body that did not belong to 'him'.
"God f#cking d#mmit" Leyk said, laughing maniacally as the 238 people that were left all started charging, at least those that were fighters of close range, arrows raining from above, half of them of an eight of the present archers, the other half imbued with power and made of metal, both things that slightly hindered the authority of motion as he had previously noticed.
'His' head snapped back in place as 'he' realized 'he' was losing it again, having had a breakdown before as well, never having truly returned to who he was in 'his' current opinion, being stuck as someone 'he' never was, being cursed to be stuck like this.
"F#ck it" said he aloud, turning around in circles, letting out as much power as he could, ripping up the sand in a similar way that Kome had even controlling the wind and smoke, just with far less mastery, not nearly enough to really hurt people, but strong enough to filter out the fine dust hidden within, creating a smokescreen to hide within, his mana sense that some others wielded without a doubt being a great help in such situations.