As Aztek's drove the sword downwards he calmly watched as Gambler raised his arm and threw Aztek against the wall. For a man who was just defeated by a dead guy, Aztek kept his composure quite well...as the stoic expression he was so famed for remained on the face of the Cajun he now wore.
As Gambler performed his exquisite performance Aztek could do nothing but watch, the fluid motion almost making him forget the man was retreating. So it was that as Aztek realized he had just been defeated by some coward that his rage once again boiled inside him.
But this time he did not calm himself down, he decided it was time to release his anger and to just let himself go wild, free to live by his carnal nature...Aztek looked down to see a card at his feet, it was ready to explode but Aztek didn't even try to run.
The playing card expelled its energy in the form of an explosion that should have thrown Aztek several yards but as the smoke cleared he stood steady, but he was no longer Aztek, he wore a new form, a form that was slave to anger, he was War!
Shouting into the skies, the fearsome beast that had once been the calm and calculative Aztek now rushed through the fire and the flames, Gambler was not finished with him yet.
In this new bestial form Aztek was a lot faster than he had been and it took him mere seconds to locate Gambler amidst the ruins. Aztek locked his eyes on the King of Kings and ran with all his power. Within a few bounds he was flying through the air, coming down where Gambler now stood.
As he landed just a few feet from the King of the HFC, his size sent a reverberation across the ground, the ripple effect of the moving land mass would hopefully make Gambler falter in his movements.
This time Aztek picked up his unbreakable battlesword that was four feet in length and as if it was a child's toy he hurled it at Jean, the blade spun in a circular motion as it headed for Gambler at tremendous speeds...aiming to cut the man in half at his torso.
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