He crossed his arms and shook his head, he didn't approve of the situation at all. Or Avia's actions towards Yamiko, either. He sighed in exasperation. "Well, I know that neither of them will survive if this goes on, so, I'm willing to accept the aftermath of this."
He sat down against the wall with his knees together, his arms folded across the top of his knees and sighed wearily.
"There isn't any justice in what you're fighting for. You've lost sight of what really matters, because of your hate."
A gust of cold air swept through the room and promptly raised Brandon's attention. Goddamn it, not now.
He stood up and walked towards the back door, where he and Matt had originally came in.
"There's something I need to take care of, go on with the fusion and everyone, stay here." He closed the door behind him and walked into the forest.
Time to see what I'm capable of with my bit of power.He reached into the recesses of his mind and pulled out a flame, and melded it into a thought, of a protective shell.
Instantly, dark black armor, in the texture of obsidian materialized around him. The boots were lightly armored and matched that of leather, with some black plates covering the shin, and the legs were left relatively unarmored save for a belt with two long plates hanging over the thighs. A long, gray rectangular cloth hung from his belt and extended over his groin and rear in similar fashion. The upper armor gave Brandon the appearance of being bowlegged, as the armor was very thick and extended from the belt to the shoulders and stopped there, but extended up the neck as a collar to cover most of his face, only stopping slightly below his eyes. His head was covered by an obsidian hat, which was similar to a mushroom and had two leather flaps extending down the sides. He began to twirl his fingers as he reached the clearing and suddenly, a three pronged black trident materialized into view, ablaze with azure flame emanating from the three blades.
"Mercutone."
"How perceptive, and foolish of you, to come alone."
Mercutone stepped out from behind a tree with the same maniacal visage as before and touched the tree, which prompt froze and shattered into ice covered wooden shards. Brandon leaped to the side as the shards shredded the ground where he stood a moment before.
"Good to see my little stepbrother's not an idiot...Hehehe." Mercutone chuckled jovially as he pulled out a cruel looking blade with no hilt, and an air of ice crystals around it.
"Little stepbrother...?"
Brandon seemed puzzled as he stood up straight.
"Oh, that's right, you were just a wee little lad when our parents died. You don't remember who killed them, do you?"
Mercutone flashed a smile as he lunged with his blade pointed towards Brandon in a manner similar to a fencing dash. "It was me!" He laughed as he spun around, having his lunge attack foiled by Brandon's far reaching trident. The smell of ozone filled the air as Mercutone noticed his crimson armor had been burned. "You're a quick one, having a trident that big and all. Didn't even notice you nicked me." He twirled his blade through the air and sighed.
"I was kinda hoping this would be a slash and go but," Mercutone shook his head in annoyance as he threw a hand up in the air. "Nooo, you had to go and learn how to use the powers bestowed on you."
"Well, I suppose it doesn't matter, you're still no match for me." Mercutone disppeard in a flash, and reappeared in front of Brandon, kneeling down with a victorious grin on his face.
Shink!
He had buried his blade through Brandon's leg, ignoring the long plate that kept him from turning his blade, and leaped back with his blade in hand.
"That leg is good as gone until you break another of the seven remaining seals."
Brandon looked at his leg briefly with a heavy sigh. The blade had pierced him all the way through, and the flesh was turning a mottled blue from the cold blade.
Shit. At this rate, I really will have to use another of the seals as he said.
He grunted and stood up, putting his weight on his good leg. He swung out his arm and opened up his hand. A azure ball of flame erupted from his palm and struck Mercutone with blinding speed, knocking him backwards into the air and slammed against a tree , reducing the tree to splinters.
Fuck...
His entire thigh was now frozen. He slammed his hand against his leg and seared it shut, effectively stopping the spread of ice. He looked up with a look of hate burning in his eyes.