https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WMeuVpZiBz4Of course, might does make things right. Might puts things to rights. But, one must survive, even at the cost of others falling. Especially if others fall. All these things and more are something that the Destroyer of Light pushes for.
And it is so very confusing, that malice. All encompassing hatred, of even itself. The destruction and eradication of all foundations, even the destruction of destruction itself. What did the Devil truly even want? Perhaps it was nil, or perhaps it was simply unending spirals of chaos and anarchy.
The Chosen shakes his head and clears his mind. The Devil is truly beyond a mortal's cognizance, and that was why he was so great, wasn't he? The Chosen has to survive, but he has to prove he is strong as well. He is not like other mortals, but the Chemically Immortal Commissar was indeed stronger still. A jian of iconel-chromium would not carve the bident, but the Chosen's body would not wear the strike. He had to ensure this fight was not his last. Insta-Rust, an offensive solution produced by the Cultists of KILLALL, it was one of their favorite ways to deal with the Chemical Immortals and their less organic beings. The corrosive substance had to be contained in a special leather weaved from the skin walls of the depths in Dis. It would eat right through their bodies, and their nerves, causing them most noisome pain, even if they were not designed to feel it.
And so the challenge transpired in the Middle. The Chosen met with the Commissar, their cohorts staying their ground. Bident and jian were raised against each other.
The Chosen hurled the Insta-Rust hidden under his sleeve all over his opponent as they locked weapons, and he fell over.
The Chosen went to impale him then, but a blade scoured his back, and he screamed, swinging wildly behind himself at seemingly thin air, only then noticing the grey form that came to assault him. One of them, the ones the Necromancer spoke of, come to assassinate him in the confusion.
The grey warrior rose, and sliced again with his sword at the Chosen...
>1d100>Best of three.