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“ARMAGEDDON DISCHARGE!”
Dodging out of the way of a dark red energy beam, the beast yelled as it raised its fist to strike at its opponent. The opponent in turn raised his arm, green energy forming and gathering around it, flowing to the tip of his index finger, which glowed bright lime.
“FULL AUTO DISCHARGE!”
The beast yelped like a pup and launched itself into the air, creating spiderweb cracks in the floor as it tried to dodge the barrage of lime energy pellets. It was doing quite well, actually, until one of the ‘bullets’ grazed his shoulder, leaving a cauterized hole as the beast screamed. I’m sure if you were shot, burned, breathless and dodging bullets, you would scream too. By the time the beast had landed again, palm over it’s wound, its opponent was already gathering energy around their arm.
“How much energy do you even have?!”
The beast’s opponent was silent for a few moments, before answering:
“Why yes”
The beast took a step back. The voice was deep, echoing and made them shudder at the sudden gust of wind that came with it, but what scared them the most was that the voice didn’t sound tired, or angry, or even human. The beast’s eyes widened as it realized the voice sounded… bored.
It took another step back.
And another.
And another.
And as it was about to turn around and run, the voice yelled out another attack:
“LESSER NOVA STRIKE!”
And that was the last thing the beast ever heard. There was no pain, no screaming, no more anything. It was just eternal nothingness, mere existence in a world where existence meant nothing.