Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20161009134004/@comment-25389303-20161203144824

Diaboli cursed loudly as half of the tower quickly became enveloped in white phosphorus.

"Damn it, Nobel! Why the hell would you use smoke against a guy like Smiler?" he demanded angrily, his eyes flicking back and forth as he tried to pinpoint the smiling killer's location in the fog. In even combat, Smiler could be managable - but against a fighter who specialised in attacking from out of nowhere, reduced visibility was the last thing Diaboli needed.

As if to prove his point, a green figure suddenly burst through the smoke to their left, ducking under Tragoedia's sweeping arm as he charged towards the doctor with inhuman speed. It was all Diaboli could do to yank Nobel to the side as Smiler's knife thrusted towards his throat - the red blade narrowly avoiding Nobel's neck and instead slicing harmlessly into his coat. Diaboli responded with a savage roundhouse kick that would have slammed into Smiler's waist as he sailed past, but the assassin was too fast and Diaboli leg instead cut through green smoke.

''"B-better luck next time, d-doctor!" ''Smiler laughed from the edge of the phosphorus smoke many metres away, playfully twirling his knife in his hand. He stopped, however, when several large 3-metre wide glyphs appeared on the concrete floor around him.

"Bone!" Mizuki commanded again, and once more white powdered dust shot out from her wrists towards smiler. The dust sailed past Smiler, who with empty space to his left and toxic gas to his back, had no choice but to remain standing where he was. As the dust hit the glyphs, numerous tooth-like spires began to rise out of the ground, reaching ten metres tall before Smiler even had a chance to react. Partially trapped, Smiler decided he was finished messing around.

''"Enough games!" ''he announced, raising his hand high into the air before loudly snapping his fingers. At first nothing happened, but then a large group of Cavalier units suddenly came charging out of the smoke towards them - the dangerous chemicals sizzling harmlessly on their sleek black armour. Similar in design to Tragoedia, the combat androids were slightly smaller, slower and weaker than their predecessor, but were nonetheless extremely dangerous by themselves.

"They're all yours," Diaboli decided, before charging forward to confront the trapped Smiler. Knife clashed against whip as the two former best friends fought with strikes almost faster than the eye could see - evenly matched in their skill and bloodlust. Meanwhile, Tragoedia and Mizuki stepped forward in preparation for the oncoming hoard of robots.