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"Who are you?" you demand again.
"I am the second Kamen Rider. When I kill you and your partner, I will also be the only one," the Other responds with chilling confidence.
"I won't allow that!" you declare, a surge of anger and defiance wells up within you, mingling with the throbbing pain in your body. Fueling your resolve to fight back.
"Irrelevant." the Other retorts, his voice is cold, not unlike how a machine would sound.
With a swift and powerful strike, the Other catches comes at you too fast, his blow connecting with the side of your head and sending you crashing into the ground. But years of intense training kick in, propelling you into a roll and swiftly back onto your feet.
As you regain your bearings, your eyes scan the surrounding hillside. Amidst the chaos, a realization strikes you. You are near the edge of a forest. Memories of your master's teachings flood your mind, and you recall his words: "For a fight in the real world, anything goes. Control the battlefield, exploit anything you can to win."
Inspiration ignites within you. Sensing his relentless pursuit, you feign evasion, enticing him to come closer. Trying to move the fight, you don't commit entirely to offense. Staying on the defensive means he ends up landing a high kick that you're forced to block with your forearm. A Kamen Rider's legs were his strongest limb, and you keenly feel that as a strong shockwave travels down your body. It's hard to except, but this evildoer might really be a Kamen Rider through and through. Which means you have to be on guard for the final kick.
From the outside it might look like you're being pushed back as you slowly start to focus on evasion. Once you get close enough you do everything you can to get a lead. Ducking, jumping, and rolling, you employ evasive tactics, using the forest's terrain to your advantage. Forcing the Other to come to terms with the various tree roots, foliage, and other obstacles that you manage to dodge.
Now you put yourself into full gear. With the grace of a leaf carried by the wind, you launch yourself from tree to tree, utilizing the verticality of the forest to your advantage. The Other tries to chase you and is hot on your heels, but your resourcefulness has caught him off guard. As he tries to strike at you mid-air, his attacks fall short, smashing into trees or the branches at the top.
With the help of your jets, you make a repeat what you did earlier when trying to progress through the storm. Slingshotting yourself around giant tree trunks, skipping over branches, you strike at the Other whenever you see him. Each punch and kick you land shoots a shockwave through the treetops, shaking hundreds of leaves loose, resonating with the force of a thunderclap. With the help of the towering trees and dense foliage, you create an intricate dance full of agile movements.
