Private Finished Bursting the Angel’s Bubble

Quickly after Remiel accepted the inevitable stupidity he just caused, Dezul rushed down Alt and made a clean slice right into Alt’s shoulder, wedging itself deep into his body. Alt froze for a moment, almost appearing to be defeated in one blow immediately, but then gave an audible sigh, just grabbing the axe and taking it out of his shoulder, the massive gash it created repairing itself near instantly afterwards. “I would typically play that ‘Oh no I’m defeated!’ card but I don’t think Remiel’s a fan of my acting.” Alt pushes the axe back and then punched Dezul square in the gut with blinding speed. Alt then smashed Dezul into the ground with his tendril arm and then threw him a few feet away with an audible thud. Dezul simply laid on the ground for a moment before shakily getting back up, summoning a second axe to complement the first one. Though it was obvious that simple bash from Alt did more damage than at first glance, with Dezul hunched a little more than before and breathing a little harder.

This time, Alt reached Dezul with blinding speed. Before the god even got to land an attack, Alt sucker punched him straight in the face. Alt then sent the god upwards with his tendril arm, and smashed once again into the earth with his other arm. Alt waited patiently for the god to get up and regain his ready stance before once again unleashing an barrage of strikes. Dezul was simply being swept by Alt over and over with no actual time to really respond to it. Alt would allow Dezul to get up each time to prepare himself though, it would be cheap to just keep hitting someone while they were down. This process seemed to go on for minutes before Dezul finally spoke again. “I-I submit! No more Altizica! No more!” Alt simply stood still for a second before shifting back to his human form. Alt approached the god and patted him on the back. “You alright Dezul? You took a lot of punishment bud.” Dezul cough hard for a moment and shakily regained his balance. “Y-Yea...I’m fine....just...no more challenges today...alright?” Alt laughed hard for a bit. “Sure thing. Seeya at work Dezul!” The god walked off, but definitely seemed very tired as they walked at this point.

Alt turned around to Remiel with a big smile on his face. “Is that good enough to prove you wrong Icarus or do I need to fight someone else?” Altizica stretched a little and rotated the shoulder that was cut by the axe. “Hopefully that was a little enlightening for you Remiel. And don’t start playing that bull crap of me using some unseen trick or some shit so you don’t have to admit you were wrong.That was a fair and honorable fight in all aspects.”

Altizica blinked for a second before giving a hefty groan. “By the void you’ll say anything to not admit your wrong won’t you? You keep talking about me being childish and arrogant but what about yourself? You can’t ever be wrong and the moment that possibility comes up you retreat into your little rabbit hole to try and pull off the moral high ground. It’s not even cute really, just sad. Honestly your more arrogant than me, and that’s saying something. You call yourself an angel and you act like that? An angel usually is someone who you’d want to look up to. Nobody wants to look up to a stuck up snob who can’t get off their high horse, even if that horse is in flames.”

Alt was just dead quiet for once. He was just staring at Remiel with his cold, unblinking eyes as he watched what Remiel had to say for himself. At the very end Altizica just gave a soft sigh. “I guess that’ll work for me. Don’t think I’ll get anything better out of you anyway. Might not look like it kid but I actually like you. Only dear Azathoth knows why though. I need to head out, I have things I gotta tend to at my house. Maybe we’ll me again Remiel, who knows.” Altizica began to walk off, giving a soft wave to Remiel as he did so.