Power Of The Scythe

"Tch." Jon signalled Blade. Blade stood from his chair and breathed heavily. He jumped off where he sat, landing on his feet. He looked at Cross and said: " You must be Cross Rodriquez." "The one who killed Yun the so call Mad Phoenix." "You live up to a grand reputation." Blade pulled out his scythe, twirling it repeatedly in the air. From the time Blade was 6, he was banished from Zen Clan City. He was picked up by Atlas, an officer of The Federation. Atlas trained Blade, preparing him to survive on his own. Atlas, however, died of sickness 12 years ago. To remember him by, Blade took his sword and moulded it into a scythe. Blade acquired the power level of 5,670,000,000,000. The crowd wanted to see a show. Blade swung his scythe at Cross. Cross rolled out of the way and kneeled Blade in his face. Blood squirted out of his nose. Blade stumbled. He swung his scythe again. A huge green sword beam was released. The sword beam parted the clouds. Cross would a been cut in half for sure. Luckily he ducked in time. He punched Blade again. The more and more Blade was punched, the angrier he became. He based Cross in the stomach with the wooden part of his scythe. Cross coughed up blood.