Downtown Fighting Marathon - 04 by Scoopey
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Having seen on the news the appearance of Powerslide, Dylan had decided to go an assist rather than wait for a code white. Not that he expected one to be issued since he was all too aware that New Tokyo’s police chief did not approve of costumed adventurers.
Brought at height by the winds allowed him to survey the area from above and having seen that Powerslide had taken out two women he was feeling pretty angry, so by the time he touched down he was just about fired up for a confrontation.
“You want to fight women? Then how about mother nature?” shouted Dylan.
The reaction from Powerslide was not entirely unexpected for he was already moving to attack.
Dylan though was not concerned. He had dealt with people far more trouble than a sword swinging maniac. If fact he had run across Cyberus once before and this time Powerslide was going solo.
He rotated his arms and made a few hand gestures and the sky started to darken. It always seemed strange to him that though he made the gestures even he did not know what they meant or how they affected the weather. It just seemed to be instinct, like he knew exactly what to do.
Pushing forwards with his arms he sent forwards a wall of rushing air moving at gale force speeds.
The winds slowed Powerslide but not stop the villain who seemed undeterred and continued charging towards him.
Seeing the danger Dylan responded with yet more gestures and he increased the strength of the winds. Shifting his hand position slightly allowed him to now start decreasing the temperature as well. It had taken him a long time to fine tune his abilities, so much so he could localise the effects of the weather manipulation to a very small area if he needed to, thus the officers at the cordon remained in brilliant early morning sunshine with nothing more than a gentle breeze to bother them.
Powerslide though still kept pressing forwards in his attack.
This was getting most irritating.
Alright, if that’s not making you think twice then I’m going to have to make sure you stop, Dylan thought.
Adjusting his hand position a second time he concentrated and then pulled down moisture from the sky. In the already cold wind temperatures, ice now started to appear all over Powerslide.
Still the criminal did not want to give in.
There was only one thing for it, thought Dylan and a moment later he released the full fury of a localised ice storm.
The villain’s advance was finally halted but this was not the time to let up.
Admittedly he was still quite angry, so he maintained the icy blast, forming layer upon layer of ice until the Powerslide, his armour and his sword had been engulfed in a thick shell of solidified water.
Perhaps it was overkill. Perhaps not, but either way Powerslide was not going anywhere and hurting anyone.
Having finally subdued his opponent and trapped him in a block of ice, Dylan could at long last stop. Dropping his arms, the storm dissipated to nothing and the area returned to bright sunshine.
Now he turned his attention to Piledriver.
A cyclone should do the trick, he thought.
Looking upwards at the sky he moved his arms a wide vertical arc. The sky responded by moving cloud formations above him. The clouds darkened, and wind speed started to pick up. One of the clouds then burst into life by dropping a rapidly spiralling funnel of air.
Now he dropped his hands down in a fashion like he was pushing down on something invisible and the tornado seemed to follow.
It touched down within inches of the car that was pinning down the rookie hero whereupon the funnel collected the vehicle and lifted it off her body before hurling it into a nearby building, three floors up.
He watched as police officers nearby panicked and dived for cover, but the car was firmly wedged and going nowhere. With Piledriver out of danger, now he could finally relax.
Once more he allowed the weather to normal and the tornado simply faded to nothing. Dylan then headed over to Piledriver, held out his hand and helped her up.
Comments (3)
Tracesl
excellent
Cal83street
Great render and story.
3-d-c
Excellent!