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>Sigma, bond with Future. Try to see if he's willing to duel
Well, after all is said and done, time to finally start back on your work orders. Sigma doesn’t wait for a moment before rushing back to Future’s containment cell...with the BLESSED BLADE and the ARMOR OF THE FATHER?
The knight twitches in place. His sword is slowly digging into the reinforced steel floor.
ANOMALY: Collect yourself. You promised, you promised. You've helped so much.
ANOMALY: Repent for your actions, Future.
The containment cell airlock slides open. This catches the knight's attention.
Sigma steps into the cell, looking like a spitting image of him.
σ: Salutations! I had adorned myself in the armaments of the Lord!
σ: And I wish to see if a Duel would calm your nerves.
The knight pulls the blade out of the ground and adjusts his stance.
ANOMALY: Fight. Yes, fight. Training those who need to defend themselves.
ANOMALY: Agent of the world, no? Fight. Fight now.
The tone of his voice is cold, distant, barely there. Both you and Sigma shiver at it.
σ: R-right.
<span class="mu-i">A duel, and a punishment, for myself. This is what I deserve.</span>
Sigma stumbles as she blocks a sudden and violent sword strike.
The two quickly shift into a constant back and forth of sword clashing. Both equally matched by the other.
Sword slash is met with sword. Kick met with kick. Punch met with punch. No move managing to properly land.
Even with no hits being landed, one is a human and one is an anomaly.
Sigma stands panting, the grip on her sword trembling.
ANOMALY: It is not over. Fight.
Before she can react, Future slams the blunt side of his sword against her.
Sigma is sent to the floor. She tries getting up but has to block another sword strike with her blade.
She kicks the Knight's legs, sending him to the floor too.
ANOMALY: Ghh!
She uses this time to get back up with the help of her sword. Future quickly gets up and smashes his sword against her leg.
You didn't hear a snap but you do see <span class="mu-r">blood gushing out pretty quickly.</span>
σ: Whoo. You got the first actual wound. First blood. Good job.
The knight gets up in a panic, dropping his sword to the ground.
ANOMALY: I am sorry. I didn't intend for any potentially fatal wounds.
ANOMALY: Please, go to medbay. I don't want this on my conscience.
Sigma waves her hand at him as she covers it with her hand.
σ: It's a nasty scratch, yes. But it is not fatal and will not be. Let me give you congratulations for your worthy battle!
σ: Thank you for such a glorious duel.
She bows towards the knight. Even as blood pools onto the ground.
The knight relents, forcing himself to relax his posture.
ANOMALY: Thank you. Please take care of yourself before me next time.
σ: Okay, okay, you worrywort! It's all part of the Father's plan. I'll live.
She hobbles out of the containment cell. The knight returns to his spot, his posture relaxed.
"It's fine, it's fine." Sigma coos. Beta and Chi quickly escort her when they see her wound
