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Igris tilted the sword slightly, testing the weight. Then, with no further warning, he launched forward.
Atrocitus reacted instantly, a geyser of molten rage bursting from his ring to intercept. Igris twisted mid-air, blade spinning in his grip before it cleaved through the fire like paper. The moment he landed, the Demon King Longsword came down in a vertical arc that sent a shockwave.
Atrocitus caught the edge with a conjured battle-axe of raw rage-energy. Sparks exploded as the weapons clashed, black steel against crimson plasma.
"Not bad… for a shadow," Atrocitus sneered, pushing back, his strength monstrous.
Igris slid slightly, boots gouging trenches in the stone. But he didn't budge further.
Then came Dex-Starr.
A red blur zipped across the air with a furious snarl, red claws outstretched. Igris ducked low as the feline swiped past his head, leaving a trail of blood-plasma where the claws scraped the pauldron.
Dex-Starr spun mid-air, vomited a stream of burning liquid rage.
Igris raised his sword, spinning it in a rapid arc. The lightning-infused blade dispersed the attack in a violent explosion, a fire briefly ignited behind Igris, before he extinguished it with a twirl of shadow.
The knight now faced two foes. Atrocitus launched forward again, his fists flaming, each strike sending out red shockwaves. The brute fought like a beast, unrelenting, all hate and power.
Igris parried the first strike, deflected the second, but the third punch caught him in the gut.
BOOM.
His armored form flew back, smashing through a boulder.
Raven flinched slightly.
Arthur didn't, he just smiled, silently observing the fight.
But from the rubble, violet eyes glowed again.
Igris rose slower this time. But as he stood, the shadows curled tighter around him. The Demon King Longsword floated beside him briefly, spinning once before dropping into his palm. He adjusted his grip. More fluid now. More confident.
He dashed.
The next exchange was a blur. He was faster now, faster than before.
Igris went low, spinning beneath Atrocitus' wild swings, the sword grazing the Lantern's thigh and drawing blood. Dex-Starr zipped in again, red construct claws trying to gouge his helmet but Igris backhanded the creature mid-air, sending the cat spiraling into the ground.
It rose a second later, seething.
The cat growled, red plasma dripping from its teeth.
The sky began to turn crimson as both Lanterns let loose their full fury. Giant constructs, axes, chains, snarling hydras ripped into existence around them.
Igris spun the Demon King Longsword once. The lightning crackled. his stance more grounded. He adjusted, adapting, beginning to learn their rhythm.
Arthur's grin widened.
"He's syncing."
Raven raised a brow. "With them?"
"With the chaos of the battle, it's over for them now."
Below, Igris roared forward, in absolute calm and regal manner. He parried a serpent-shaped chain, vaulted over a rising construct, and with a precise slash, severed the arm of an axe-wielding golem Atrocitus had created mid-swing.
Atrocitus narrowed his eyes.
"This damn knight!"
Atrocitus roared with molten fury. His armor rippled, his skin glowing from within as rage boiled through every fiber of his being. Dex-Starr, tail lashing and mouth frothing with acidic plasma, hovered beside him, both claws extended as razor-edged constructs spiraled to life around the feline.
"You're just a puppet!" Atrocitus spat, forming a massive two-headed alien creature construct from pure rage that hovered in the sky behind him. "A shadow! A thing that bends the knee to a Lantern pretender! Let me show you what real power looks like."
But Igris said nothing. Not a word, he just titled his head, almost amused.
And simply stepped forward, his violet eyes glowed brighter beneath the helm.
The two-headed serpent lunged first, hissing violently as its colossal maws snapped down.
Igris's blade flashed upward, severing the first head in a blaze of lightning and steel. He twisted, ducking the second strike, and rammed his shoulder into the construct's neck. The crimson serpent exploded into particles, scattered to the wind by the force of the impact.
Dex-Starr screamed in feline rage and lunged, his claws extending into a whirling construct buzzsaw mid-leap.
Igris met the strike with a one-handed parry, the Demon King Longsword screaming with friction as it deflected the saw. Sparks danced around them. The knight casually kicked Dex-Starr midair, sending the feline hurtling into a ruined boulder with a fiery crash.
Atrocitus came next, fists shrouded in crimson flame, his aura boiling the air.
"YOU CANNOT WIN!" he howled, and a dozen giant war-axes made of red light spiraled into being around him. They launched forward like missiles.
Igris pivoted.
The first axe missed by inches. The second grazed his pauldron. The third he sliced out of the air cleanly with a spinning slash that left a crackling trail of blue lightning. He dashed forward, vanishing in a blur of shadows.
A sickening sound echoed.
The Demon King Longsword pierced straight into Atrocitus's shoulder.
The Red Lantern howled, part rage, part pain. His eyes blazed brighter as blood leaked from the wound.
"You dare..." Atrocitus started, but Igris tore the sword free, spun once, and slammed the hilt into the lantern's gut, sending him skidding backward in a trail of molten earth.
From the sidelines, Arthur watched with arms crossed. Beside him, Raven watched silently as well, the stormy battle winds pulling at her cloak.
She raised a brow.
"…He is playing with him at this point..."
Arthur replied. "I didn't think he can be this... sadistic, he could have beheaded him after that stab."
Back on the battlefield, Atrocitus stumbled, then straightened.
Rage burned hotter now.
From his ring, a massive construct formed not a weapon this time, but a wall of screaming, writhing souls, their mouths open in silent torment, each one a victim of rage long past. The souls merged into a monstrous construct, a behemoth armored thing, twenty feet tall, with a twisted horned helm and fists like meteors.
"Face their Rage!" Atrocitus growled.
The behemoth slammed a flaming fist toward Igris.
The knight raised his blade and caught the fist mid-swing.
His boots dug trenches into the ground as the sheer weight pressed down on him, but he didn't break. Lightning sparked across his armor.
He looked up calm, silent and with one guttural battle cry, he roared for the first time.
Not words.
Just raw, unrelenting will.
Violet flame exploded outward.
The golem cracked.
Then shattered.
Atrocitus's eyes narrowed, realization dawning that this was no mere puppet. Igris stood amidst the broken red shards, his cape fluttering, lightning crackling around his blade. Behind him, Dex-Starr hissed again and formed a new construct, twin spinning blades shaped like scythes and launched them from both sides.
Igris twisted, backflipped, and in one fluid motion slashed through both.
Atrocitus stood hunched, massive shoulders heaving. His red ring pulsed erratically. Blood dripped from the deep stab in his shoulder, vile and steaming. His molten eyes glared ahead at the advancing figure.
Every step Igris took was thunder. Every twitch of his wrist hinted at another blow ready to be unleashed.
Atrocitus' lip curled. Inside his mind, something stirred with unease.
'What is this…?'
'That human is just watching… sitting there like this is an entertainment to him...'
His eyes flicked to Arthur Blackwynd, seated calmly on a broken slab of stone, Raven at his side. Not a single command issued. No desperate pleas for help. Just observing. And that damn confident gleam in his violet eyes.
'And this… this thing… this construct of his is this powerful?'
The rage within the Red Lantern Lord churned with doubt, an alien sensation, unwelcome and repulsive.
Arthur's whispered to Raven. "He's about to retreat."
Raven's eyes narrowed. "You sure?"
Arthur didn't even glance her way. His gaze was fixed on the battlefield.
"Look at his feet," he said. "He's stepping back without realizing it."
Atrocitus was moving backwar, fractional steps, instinctual twitches. His left leg dragged slightly through the dirt, his eyes flicking from Igris to Dex-Starr and then the sky.
He clenched his fists and snarled. No. He would not run.
Yet.
"DEX!" he roared, rage tearing his throat. "Retreat. Now!"
The feline Lantern spun mid-air, red constructs of fangs and chains swirling around him as he hissed furiously. But the moment was too short. Igris was already moving.
A flash, A blur of shadow steel and crackling lightning.
Dex-Starr dodged only by a whisker. Igris' blade tore the air beside him, grazing his constructs and shattering them into red shards.
Atrocitus bellowed and slammed his ring into the air, tearing open a howling red vortex. It cracked like thunder, swirling in violent spirals of crimson.
He made to dive through, red energy coalescing around him to shield his wounds.
But he wasn't fast enough.
A boom of motion.
Igris crashed into him like a meteor.
The impact was deafening, steel and flesh and rage colliding mid-air. The force hurled both of them straight into the open portal. Dex-Starr yowled and followed, wings of red fury dragging him inside just before it closed with a violent SNAP.
And then… silence.
The wind returned, gentle and cold. Dust rolled across the ground, like nothing happened at all.
Arthur stood up slowly, his cloak fluttering in the breeze, boots crunching against the ground. Raven remained still, watching the closed space where Igris had vanished. She said nothing for a moment, simply processing what had occurred.
"Wait…" she finally asked, voice soft. "What about your knight?"
Arthur's smile was subtle, more shadow than light. His eyes, glowing faintly, held no concern.
"Don't worry about Igris," he said, brushing dirt from his sleeve. "He'll be back shortly."
Raven's brow furrowed. She didn't understand the confidence, the calm. But she didn't question it not now. Something in Arthur's gaze told her that whatever happened next… would be worth witnessing.
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