Chapter 525 - Smash (2/2)
”I was going to name the talent capable enough to reach the realm of supreme grandmaster in the concept of space and dream... a feat I have yet to achieve.”
”Yeah, her. We don't do that here. Not until I pass her test... I'll not speak her full name out loud... although, I pretty much know it by now. Anyway, don't spoil it for me.”
With a slight look of admiration, Lucifer nodded. ”To not take things for granted... I wish Kaal was like that...”
Unwilling to break Lucifer's misguided judgment, Nik let the man continue. ”We should begin.”
Still, Nik tried once again, ”Hey, you said that being rivals with Kaal is what is driving you to hunt me... what if I say that we are not rivals? I don't even know you.”
Instantly, smiling so broadly that even Nik's spine tingled in actual horror as Dream's scowl rang within, Lucifer spoke loudly, ”Your death is necessary. I appreciate your consideration though.” Standing up, Lucifer looked around, ”There are many pests gathering...”
”Nik, look away!” Sky shouted, a little too late as a formless pressure spread out of Lucifer. A pressure so heavy and chilling that Nik broke the glass in his hands, his other hand crushing the armrest while the dust flew about. The world turned grey for a moment, Lucifer's figure seemed to have grown too large... far too large while Nik felt small. Tiny, even. In the world of grey, Nik felt his breathing stop as Dream shrieked, alongside the remaining three of his spirit while a little warmth spread through his body, barely resisting the pressure and only after this interaction did Nik realize that the intent hidden within this pressure wasn't even pointed towards him. With the entire second passing akin a year, Nik's breathing returned, the world grew color and looked wonderful once again. And, if Nik hadn't purified himself, he would have shat himself.
Only then, Lucifer whispered with amus.e.m.e.nt, ”This is what happens when 'Will' meets 'Spirit'. I would have felt disappointed if you fell to my will so easily...” Waving his sheathed sword aimlessly, moving his arm in a manner of warming up, Lucifer finally pointed at Nik, who remained covered in sweat, tongue-tied, and... horrified. ”Flies have been taken care of. Now... let's fight, Nik Faran. Aside from our insights, we are not all too different. You even have the handicap of me being without any equipment.
'F.u.c.k... f.u.c.k! f.u.c.k! f.u.c.k! f.u.c.k! What the hell was that?! I am not fighting this freak, Sky! It's been good knowing you... but, let's meet in the next life, too. You seemed interesting!' Nik yelled internally in distress, still unable to recover from the grey dome the man had created. Hearing his words, for the first time, Sky or any other spirit for that matter, didn't reply in their usual sass.
”Understood...” Sky whispered, ”But, if you can, stand and fight... if you can't gain courage by yourself... for a moment, think of Tanya. Even I want to live long enough to teach the little gal things far beyond your own understanding.
Of course, I won't judge you otherwise... death comes to everyone, someday. I am proof of that.”
Nik's mentality grew worse for a single reason. All his skills, all his experience, all his sarcasm would fail when compared to a single stare that Lucifer showed. This only left him with two or three ways to tackle the situation and while one of them had previously gained Nik's greatest confidence, staring at the eager winged-man in front of him, Nik felt like faltering and rolling away.
”Snap the f.u.c.k out of it!”
Nik yelled. Raising his hand up, clenching it into a fist and bringing it down ruthlessly over his crotch in a single smash.
”Gaaaaaah!!”