Chapter 7 - The Rematch

They both stood there, staring eachother down.

Miyuki had no powers or magic this time. He's on his own.

This is truly life or death.

"I'll just get this over with." Isaiah said as he summoned a pillar of ice and struck Miyuki. He lost his grip on Evelyn as he was flung towards the parked carriages and smashed through one. She soared and crashed into another carriage. "Fuck, Evelyn! Where'd you go!?" He staggered to get up from off the concrete. He frantically looked around to see which carriage she landed in.

He couldn't look long before he was struck again by a large pole ice. He zoomed past a few carriages and tumbled behind one. "Fuck." He laid there, gathering his thoughts. "How the hell am I supposed to beat this guy? I only have my sword, I don't have any powers to my disposal."

"Where did you go Miyuki? I have a job to do. I'd rather get this over with. If I were you, I would surrender." Isaiah observed his surroundings, looking for both Miyuki and Evelyn. He summoned another pillar, standing on the top, he tried to get a higher look of his surroundings. He had no luck, so he decended from the ice. "Where did he go?"

Miyuki was staring at his back, he had changed positions and was now behind Isaiah. "I'm half way through my recovery, maybe I can use a small spell?" Isaiah found the carriage he was looking for, he started making his way to Evelyn when he heard a shout.

"Shadow blast!" A small burst of black smoke came from his palm as he threw his sword towards Isaiah. The blast gave the arieal blade a boost of momentum. "Ah fuck my arm hurts!" Miyuki gripped his arm as he felt an agonizing pulse run through it. "Maybe I shouldn't use magic."

He quickly turned to Miyuki's voice. "Fuck." The glidng sword stabbed into Isaiah's lower abdomen, sending him airborne. "-Glurk~" He was thrown back and pinned to a carriage. Blood poured from his stomach as he struggled to take out the blade. "You mother fucker!" He finally got the sword loose and he faceplanted onto the ground.

He looked up from the concrete. "I'm going to fucking kill you!" Using ice, he rose and was heading towards Miyuki. "Shit." He turned around and started running, he tried to run in a zig-zag pattern, but it didn't help. With the ice helping him soar, he reached his hand out and grabbed Miyuki by the throat when he looked back. "Remember when you shredded the back of my head on the street as you ran? You are going to feel as I did."

Choking, he had to think of something quick or his head will be painted into the road. He tried to swing his fists around to hit Isaiah, but he had no success.

"Goddamn it, I have to use my magic." He had only one decision, to use the very little magic he has stored in his body. He didn't know how to suck mana from the air around him, so it was his only shot to prevent a painful demise.

"Shadow blast!" He stuck his right palm into Isaiah's face. The two became airborne and tumbled to a landing. Miyuki had his chance to strike. Clutching his arm, he quickly stumbled to his feet. He grabbed a small shard of ice and ran towards the unmoving Isaiah. He kicked his body hard, sending him rolling a little further and onto his back. He got down on his knees, his body hovering over Isaiah.

"This is it."

"I can kill him."

"I can finally make him fucking pay."

The shard was in his hands, he put all of his force into his strike.

"It's not that easy Miyuki." Isaiah used his arm to catch the shard. It sunk deep into his flesh. He cried in agony, but it was only quick defense. He then created a spike of ice, it rose from the ground and stabbed into Miyuki's left shoulder. He too then rose with the icicle. Isaiah chuckled as he still laid on the ground.

Miyuki had quick thinking and elbowed the ice with his free arm, breaking the spike and he fell back down. He landed with an egregious thud, the pain in his body was overwhelming.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He keeps fucking going. I need to kill him, but I can't. I'm too weak." He laid there defeated. He was too tired to keep on fighting. Without his powers, he's nothing.

"Miyuki."

His eyes shot open.

"I believe in you Miyuki."

That voice.

"Evelyn?"

"Yes, Miyuki, you can do it.

She's right. He can do it. He's doing this for her after all. Why is he giving up on her. He can't fail her again.

He has to be her hero.

Miyuki staggered to get up. He grabbed a long shard of ice. "If I can't outsmart you, I'll have to play it by the books." He gripped the shard, his palms bled as he held it.

At this point his black suit was all torn and shred up, while Isaiah's suit-jacket was gone, revealing his blood-stained dress shirt beneath. "You're still standing? You truly are tough Miyuki. You do have my respect. It will be a shame you and Evelyn will die. Maybe you could have been a hero." He created a spear of ice.

The two stepped slowly towards one another.

Miyuki was ready.

"I can do it."

"I can I don't think so" Isaiah snickered. The two charged one another.

Their blades met.

***

Leonidas caught up to the carriages. He went through each destroyed one, looking for anyone.

"Oh God, Evelyn's you're okay! Somewhat." He picked her up, and turned around to face Oliver. "Hold her, I have to go help Miyuki."

He took Evelyn into his arms, "Leonidas, don't die, if he's affiliated with the Black Order, it won't be an easy battle. I know Miyuki is fighting tough right now, but if he kills him, he'll be renowned. The Valis party will have a large target in their back by the rest of the order. Don't let him kill Isaiah, even if you have to incapacitate Miyuki."

"I'll try" Leonidas responded.