44 Cracked Open (1/2)
'What the hell is it with this kid?'
Michael starred at the retreating figure of the knight while slowly standing up from the wet dirt he previously knelt on.
The rolled back eyes started to darken in color as he spoke.
”I don't know what you're talking about. Mind explaining..?”
However, as the knight once more tried to question the him, Michael's body started to morph and twist in different direction.
His skin turned into black fur, his mouth cracked appart, forming a broken smile, his eyes turned into two hollow voids, and four bone spikes dug their way out of his shoulder blades.
Now, with all the augmentations finished, his body started to rapidly expand itself. However, as the expanding muscle tissue threatened to rip open his last layer of clothing, it suddenly halted.
Michael was currently using his spirit to forcefully suppress the growth of his body. And very successfully so, as it shrank back into a normal human size.
Although he was slightly taller now, that would not be too noticeable, since he retained all the grotesque features from the tainted form, only now slightly minimized and balanced.
The dark green hide and small red plates were welded onto his body like several layers of cursed chains. The new, yet familiar row of red metallic shrapnel tightly lined themselves inside the uncovered mouth. Perfectly blending in with his forced smile.
The twelve fingers and toes on his body had all the same type of crooked black nails. Seeming to be able to corrode the surrounding air particles as they moved.
And lastly, the four shortened bone spikes which crawled out of his shoulder blades. Displaying their gory malformed growths consisting of feather roots and broken scales. Resembling four burnt down towers.
In this shrunken form, Michael looked more like an undead werebeast which had been burnt by some sort of fire. It would haunt the dreams of even the toughest warriors.
However, the knight still stood where he was. And although his facial features were hidden, there was no anguish or fear emitting from his body. Rather, he seemed to have gained some better understanding of the situation.
'So he is a champion of the Beast Goddess... That would explain his tremendous strenght and this new form.'
The two contenders eyed each other down. Waiting for who would make the first move.
”YoU sHoULd hAVe LeFT WhEN YOu STiLL hAd tHE cHaNCe...”
Initiating the confrontation, Michael threw himself at the silver tincan. Elegantly hovering away through the air.
Seeing the humanoid beast fly at him made the masked knight once more chanted the familiar words.
”Battle art: Balance breaker.”
”Battle art: Towering stance.”
Shielding himself with the flat side of his blade, he stood there. Waiting for the strike to come close enough.
Milliseconds before Michael's fist was once more going to be blocked the flat blade, he willed the system to follow his orders.
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[Mad dance of power LvL 2(charge): Increases damage by 200% every second until reaching 2000%.]
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[Rubber body: Allows user to freely move body in any direction.]
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[Extendable body: User can stretch out his limbs into any desired direction. While stretched, the limbs will be harder to control. Range is limited to users height. (User's height is lowered. Range is lowered accordingly)]
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