Chapter 14 - Enemy

I quickly dodged the man's fast attack to the best of my abilities, and started to try and circle around him.

"Hmm, you're quite a fast little boy. He talks in a condescending manner. But I wonder how long you can actually dodge and weave out of the way of my lethal attacks, child," he said with internal excitement.

Then after the man's monologue, I chose to draw my weapon out and proceed into real combat.

I ran towards the man's direction with my sword in hand, and rose it several inches above my head to slash at his center of mass; his abdomen. I was planning to make him lose his footing or balance and win this fight by strategy over brute force.

When I was within a few feet of the man, I swung my sword, with the tip facing towards his center of mass, and connected. Or so I thought I connected.

When I reached his abdomen with my blade, he stopped it. In an instant, the mythical black and red blade that I wielded was stopped in its tracks by his pure endurance. 

"What the hell?… is your body made of metal… the hell are you?

"Oh this… this is just the societal difference between you and I, he said, undermining my existence. As a little boy who has just started to attain alter ego powers and abilities, you must not have advanced your stage of enlightenment one bit. Have you?"

"What's enlightenment?"

"As your enemy I shall not disclose any more information. My boss might get mad… oh shit!"

As he said this his green pickaxe-shaped weapon was gutting towards my abdomen. "A sneak attack!" I thought while trying not to alert the enemy of my astonishment. I used the same force that caused my mythical blade to attempt to penetrate this creature's skin, and tried to evade the man's incoming attack.

I was successful in pulling the blade from within his indestructible skin, and placed it in front of me; ready to block the attack. 

Clank

Our weapons connected with powerful force and we both took a step back. We both took a quick 1 to 2 second break to catch a breath, then at the snap of one's fingertips, the man put on a full proof attack to surround and slice me in half.

He sprinted full blast in a very large circle around me and ran back and forth ready for an opening, or an opportunity to pounce on me unsuspectingly.

While the lone man was sprinting in a pattern of mini circles, I was thinking of a good plan; one where I have a surmisable chance of success.

Then I had thought of a great idea; one that could help me win this dispute. The idea was outrun the man and catch him off guard. In sense, I would have to disrupt his center of balance and make him make a fatal mistake in order for him to be beaten by me.

So I put together the fine details of this genius plan in my head, and decided to try and successfully execute it.

I began to accelerate my body by suppressing the impact from my step to my hips and upper body. 

Then I cultivated energy in order to be used for extra impact on my enemy.

The man drew closer to me and went for a damageable attack.

I stood in a defensive position for a second in order to block the man's attack, or possibly stay alive for longer.

The man's attack landed but dealt no damage. His attack was blocked by my defensive maneuver.

Then I I pulled my right arm back as far as I could, and got ready to deal damage to him.

I punched the man with a strong-willed right hook to the abdomen, and made him fly back towards the direction he began in.

He made sounds of pain and agony as he slowly got up off the ground, and again went towards my current direction.

Then I thought in a monotone voice, " So that's his weakness. He's weak to physical attacks. This is my chance!"

The man then grabbed his weapon of choice. In this case it happened to be his ax or scythe-shaped weapon, and slashed a claw mark shape in the space before him.

This attack caused a ripple effect in space, which distorted the surrounding area. It also caused me to lose my balance and fall over onto the surface below me.

Then the man, in an unjust or immoral way, decided to attack while I was on the ground defenseless.

The very moment I saw his dark green blade at the tip of my nose, I instinctively moved my head back a few feet and got up from the ground.

I then grabbed his mysterious weapon and prevented him from using it on me momentarily. Then stepped back a few feet to keep a greater amount of distance away from him.

I grabbed my own sword and got in an offensive position in order to possibly catch the man off guard with my attack.

When I stepped forward, I felt like my legs were going to explode on impact, but didn't let that stop me. I can't possibly afford to lose here. If I did, I would just return to the afterlife, disappointed 'him' and would probably burn in hell.

As I got closer to the man, I could hear my own heart beating ferociously and my breath uneasy, but chose to ignore it in this last ditch effort for survival.

I began to speed up in my offensive assault, which ended up getting me with 15 feet of the enemy before something unexpected happened.

… The man's green scythe shaped weapon grew exponentially larger than it was a moment ago and seemed to resemble the shape of a weapon with a slight consciousness.

Then I heard a singular phrase from the man's mouth, "… Ignite!"