New chapter.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN:
Yeah, About Those Utensils of Yours, Galactron . . .
The six Utensils decided to take this battle seriously now. They transformed into there elements, not unlike that Ace guy from Naruto. Xy became more Groot-like, only without a face, completely xylomorphic. By Sect almost looked as if he was was a Bolian Silver Surfer (and nothing was left to the imagination), completely metallomorphic. Corona looked rather like Nova from Marvel Comics, only completely pyromorphic. Paszebar looked like a solid (yet still liquid) water construct, completely hydromorphic. Galilei didn't change any externally, but internally, becoming truly terramorphic. Deathtalon became a living wind construct, completely aeromorphic. And, when he realized what was happening, far from feeling apprehensive or intimidated, Cloak smiled.
"Oh, I see now," Cloak said, smiling shrewdly. "There's a glaring weakness amongst you six."
"We haven't . . . we haven't
any weaknesses!" Deathtalon said, indignant.
Cloak laughed unabashedly, "Everyone has weaknesses, Shi'ar. Even me. No one is without one. And I think I've hit upon a major weakness. One has to wonder why Galactron even bothered to fill all the Utensil positions. Or why it even instituted such a weakness -- except there is one possible reason."
"You don't know what you're talking about," By Sect said. "You're spouting pseudo-intellectual garbage with little understanding or information behind your conclusions. You're guessing! That's all it is. Your rhetoric shows no signs of logic or reasoning. It is superfluous and unengaging. You know, I have an anecdotal story similar to --"
"SHUT UP!!" the other five, even Xy, shouted.
"But, first thing's first," Cloak said, and deftly addressed Xy with a shout of, "
COLLOCORPUS!"
"What? What . . . did . . . you . . ." Xy said, as if straining to do something but was glued down.
"As it turns out, our database had a file on Androzani trees," Cloak replied. "Not enough to satisfy me, granted, but it told me enough. I just bound you to that wooden body. I will admit, though, that had Broken or Melissa cast it, it would have probably been strongeras they are both more experienced with such things, but it is sufficient for the course of events to take place as it should."
"What?"
"Well, I am under an agreement that I wouldn't give any spoilers," Cloak said, being infuriatingly vague. "And Saffa tends to hold me to that."*
"What? What are you talking about?!" Paszebar demanded.
"Oh, never mind that mess, now," Cloak said, with a devious smirk, "let's begin, shall we?"
"Will you make sense?!" Corona demanded.
instead of replying, Cloak held out his arms, crossed over each other, as if he was going to use a Z-move. Then he flung his arms out, flared to his sides, and generated two energy blades connected to his wrists in a very Wolverine sort of manner. These blades were as long and wide as Cloud's sword, and colored scarlet red with gold accents.
"Are we supposed to be impressed?" Deathtalon sneered, unaware Cloak was positioning them just right without their knowledge. It was then all joviality left him, as he targeted By Sect who stood in front of Xylocorpus.
"Metal cuts through Wood," Cloak said.** Then he slashed By Sect with his righthand blade. The energy blade passed harmlessly through By Sect, but the shards from By Sect's form impaled Xy, who only felt a momentary pain and a draining feeling, as if power was leaving it through its wooden body. Its spoon-like weapon disintegrated as if it was going through a wood chipper. It was no longer the Utensil of Wood. This terrified it, as it meant that its people were now in potential jeopardy.
Cloak did several jumps and flips, as well as several dodges and slides, before he lined up Corona in front of By Sect.
"Fire melts Metal."
Cloak slashed at Corona, which passed through her and hit By Sect. These embers melted away By Sect's metallomorphic state with astonishing swiftness. What was left was a Bolian with a questionable physique, as his umbrella-like weapon melted into nothingness. By Sect passed out by this effect. There was now no longer a Utensil of Metal.
Cloak demonstrated his evasion again, only blocking a few attacks. By Sect and Xy seemed not to realize their positions were lost. Cloak quickly managed to line up Paszebar in front of Corona.
"Water quenches Fire."
Cloak slashed his left blade through Paszebar's hydromorphic physiology, causing it to splash onto Corona. Her power left her as she returned to being her normal Tamaranean state. Her dinner knife like staff evaporated into nothingness. He was left feeling weak and drained.
Paszebar, Galilei, and Deathtalon all seemed blissfully unaware of what Cloak was doing. It was sad, really. He thought it would have been obvious at this point. He managed to angle Galilei right in front of Paszebar.
"Earth swallows Water."
He slashed through Galilei and the pebbles of earth swallowed up Paszebar's hydromorphic form, reverting him to a plain Mon Calamari. The ground dissolved his bendy straw-like three-section staff, signifying him no longer being the Utensil of Water.
Deathtalon and Galilei seemed both unaware of what Cloak done. Cloak had to admit, he was baffled at just
how they haven't figured it out yet. It was getting easier each time for him to line each one up.
"Wind scatters Earth."
Cloak slashed Deathtalon's aeromorphic form, which caused Galilei's form to scatter, revealing an ordinary, unevolved Galilean beneath. He had no weapon to have blown away from him in the wind.
It was at this point Deathtalon realized that Cloak was doing something. But before she could demand to know what, Cloak plunged both blades into her aeromorphic form.
"And the Master of Elements shall quell the Wind!"
Cloak turned the blades as if he was turning a key, and there was an ominous sort of click as Deathtalon regain a substantive, substantial form, as her Utensil powers were abandoning her -- her dinner fork-like pitchfork vanishing into nothingness to signify her no longer being the Utensil of Air.
It was done and all six were unconscious. And Cloak, despite himself, was exhausted.
* Yes, I'm breaking the fourth wall a tad here. So sue me.
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Inspiration.