Bitchany

As Jhonny looked into his scope again, gazing at the woman who had just appeared on the battlefield, she looked back at him. A horrible smirk crept up on her lips, and she disappeared again from his sights, becoming a blue streak, coming at him at incredible speed.

'Oh shit!' Jhonny thought.

As the woman was making it to the tree he was perched in, a loud bang was heard from the direction Henry had flown towards.

"OUCH! You BITCH! You just cost me half a year!" Henry yelled from inside a cloud of dust.

The woman had stopped running towards Jhonny's hideout to look towards the person calling her a bitch.

"How are you not dead, human?" the woman said, clearly accentuating the disgust of her last word.

"If you think that's all it takes to kill me, you cunt, you have something else coming your way," Henry snickered.

And yet, deep down inside, he feared what was to come. Henry could see the rank on her shoulders now and was unhappy with what he saw.

The damned woman was a Commodore. She was probably the one commandeering the fleet of Tamarains.

'System, what rank is that woman?' Henry asked in his head.

'Target is a class C+ Tamarain fighter,' the system answered.

'C+? What is the difference between that and class C?' he asked.

'Class C+ is at the threshold of class B and can already manifest their powers in their whole bodies for a short amount of time. We have deduced from the earlier impact that the target has surged her powers throughout her body before contact to maximize damage.

'We advise the host to be wary of such impacts, as our body could quickly be shattered by taking similar hits too often,' the system warned him.

'Yeah, I know. I know,' Henry lamented.

He then turned his head back to the woman and sneered.

"Well, I guess I won't have to look for the boss here now, will I?" Henry said out loud, a grin hanging on his face.

"What's your name, woman?" Henry asked her in a taunting manner.

"Silence, human scum! You have not earned the right to speak to me. You are but a worthless piece of trash, overstepping their boundaries!" she thundered back.

"Sheesh, pipe down, woman. If I'm trash, what does that make all your subordinates that I killed?" he asked cockily.

Henry could see her eye twitching at his statement. She started trembling lightly, glowering at him.

"You insolent fool. You will pay for what you have done. DIE!!" she yelled, bolting at him in a flash of blue.

Henry was already prepared for this. She had only taken him by surprise earlier, and that would not happen again if he had his say in the matter.

He lowered his center of gravity, ready for a quick dodge, and raised his kukris. As his enemy got closer, he could see the lightning coursing through her legs, going up to her torso and into her hands.

A punch with that much power at such speed would shatter any bone it would hit, so he started shifting his position to move away.

When the woman made it into kicking range to Henry, he slipped to the side, deftly dodging the incoming punch and slashing downwards to her thighs.

However, the woman was no less of a fighter than he was and stomped her foot into the dirt, raising her other knee in his face.

Henry, half expecting her reaction, jumped back from the attack, nonetheless getting grazed on his chin by the extending lightning on her legs.

"Hmph!" the woman huffed, getting back into position to attack him.

"My face! How dare you!" Henry hollered, half mockingly.

"Shut up! Lowly human!" she yelled, diving back towards Henry.

At that moment, she felt a shiver down her spine and instinctively jumped back, dodging an incoming laser aimed at her head. While in the air, she looked back at where the shot came from and leered at Jhonny.

"Don't think I forgot about you, boy! Wait for your turn. I'll kill you next!" she threatened.

In her brief moment of inattention, Henry had lunged at her, fangs bared, aiming his twin kukris at her legs in the hope of pinning her down.

"You shouldn't take your eyes off me, Commodore Bitch, or I'll kill you for sure," Henry said while bringing his knives down on her ankles.

"You can't dodge now, can you?" he asked, smiling toothily.

But as he was slashing down, the lightning on her right leg grew stronger, taking away the power from her hands and left leg, and she kicked sideways at the air, causing a sound similar to a thunderclap.

The pressure generated from the force of the kick blasted her out of his trajectory and out of harm's way.

"What the..." Henry said, striking empty air.

'System! What the hell was that!?' Henry asked his friendly brain neighbour.

'Target has used all her power in one leg, kicking the air with enough force to displace herself,' the system answered plainly.

'I saw that! I meant, how did she DO it?! What kind of force do you need even to do that?!' he asked.

'To manage such a feat, one would need to kick out with enough force to bend steel and enough speed to pierce the wall of sound; thus, the sound heard earlier.

'We advise the host not to take such a hit, as it would surely break our body beyond repair,' the system warned.

'No kidding, genius!' Henry said dumbly.

'We are, indeed, of superior intelligence,' the system said, with a touch of pretentiousness.

'Fuck You!' Henry responded, before ignoring the voice altogether.

In the quick instant of his mental tirade, the Commodore bitch had landed back on her feet and was ready to go back at it. Henry flipped his kukris into a reverse grip and pressed a button on the butt of both hilts.

The button released tiny needles that stabbed into his hands. He was going to use the system to its fullest for this fight. He winced a little at the pain of being stabbed, but uttered no sound.

"What is your name, human scum?" the Commodore asked with disdain.

"Human custom is that you name yourself before asking someone for their name, Commodore," Henry said with a smirk.

"Fine, I'll tell you the name of your bringer of death, scum. Britanny London. Commodore Britanny London," she said in a prideful manner.

"Pfft!" Henry laughed.

"Britanny. A real bitchy name, for a real bitch. I think I'll call you Bitchany instead. Hah! Fitting," Henry slandered her.

"I'm Henry Calvert. I'd say it's a pleasure, but I'd be lying," he added.

"You mocked me for the last time, filth. Now you die!" Commodore Bitchany yelled before madly dashing towards Henry.

And thus, the fight continued, both running in and out in a speed contest. Henry was on the losing side and kept piling minor cuts from not dodging fast enough.

He was beginning to tire out. In the hope of levelling the playing field, he decided to use one of his trump cards.

'System, double out energy consumption and boost my speed,' Henry ordered his brain buddy.

'Warning. Doing this will reduce lifespan twice as fast and may result in death,' the system warned him.

'Just do it!' Henry said, annoyed.

'Affirmative,' the system answered.