Rex got blasted by the unforgiving torrent of chaos energy.
Each strand of chaos tore through his armor like paper, leaving him exposed and vulnerable.
His senses, dulled by the overwhelming assault, betrayed him.
From the lens of Rex's eyes, the world seed to spin, a typhoon of pain and confusion that threatened to consu him whole. A persistent ringing echoed in his ears, drowning out the dissonance of cheers around him.
Alongside the ringing sounds were the warning notifications that kept on appearing.
It was all written in red—reflecting the dire situation.
But even then, there was no help, it was only warning him of the impending death.
What happened? Did I get hit...?
Seeing through eyes blurred by tears and blood, Rex struggled to make sense of everything.
His senses were already numb, and each breath ca very hard and ragged, a sharp sting followed each of his breath, a harsh reminder of the fragile thread that bound him to life. It was certain that his body suffered greatly from the attack.
Even with an attempt to move, Rex couldn't—he found it extrely hard to move his body.
I miscalculated... the Ice and Snow Princess is still not here, and the Executor is too strong.
A relentless amount of agony crushed his spirit even though his body remained standing. His vision was slowly being swallowed by darkness that sought to claim him—and each exhale of his zapped more and more strength out of him.
Responding to his waning consciousness, his heart rate began to slow down.
Rex could feel all hope seed to be lost.
Only when he felt that his body was about to fall that Rex realize what was happening.
Gathering every ounce of strength he could muster, he defied the will to fall—clinging with a tenacity born of desperation. In a frenzied, yet weak manner—Rex grabbed his weapons and charged forward even though his speed was inconsequential.
He was very slow, like a normal human.
Upon seeing this, the Executor descends back down with a slightly annoyed expression.
It was hard to believe that Rex was still wanting to fight.
Reaching the Executor's front, he swung the Amuerus Katana with everything he had.
Clang!
Bam!
Easily, his attack was parried by the Executor, sending the Amuerus Katana flying away.
Following that, Rex got punched in the face squarely.
Just from the sheer force of the raw punch, imbued with nothing but the Executor's strength—Rex got slamd to the ground and bounced off of it. He screeched ters away, his own body slumped weakly on the ground.
"Garrghh!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, grimacing in pain, then expelled a tooth to the side.
Despite the pain he was going through could be felt directly by the spectators—his senses were too numb to feel anything. Rex could only feel his body becoming heavier and heavier by the second as he lost so much blood already.
Inside his head, there was a voice calling out to him.
But even the voice inside his head was muffled, Rex could only hear his own thoughts.
Not yet... I can still fight.
Struggling to rise to his feet again—disregarding the pain his body was going through right now that made his entire fra trembling, Rex dragged the Blood Devourer, which now felt as heavy as an anchor, back towards the Executor.
Garnering the little strength he had left, he lifted the Blood Devourer and attacked again.
Once again, the Executor blocked it and slapped the weapon away.
Now that he was weaponless, Rex proceeded to use his fist and swung for a punch.
"That's enough..." the Executor's heavy voice resounded.
Bam!
Crash!!
Determined to halt Rex's advances, the Executor focused a sliver of his chaotic energy and delivered a stronger, more forceful blow. He sent Rex crashing to the edge of the creek for the second ti, the spot where Rex stood monts earlier.
However, Rex managed to cross his arms in ti to block that attack.
Even then, the impact on his back made more blood spew in vicious arcs out of his mouth.
I can still... fight.
Rex wanted to attack the Executor again, but this ti, his body refused to listen to him.
It was already the end of the line.
Amidst the storm of helplessness and defeat, he took a mont to look up to the heavens—blocked by the clouds that were slowly steering away. mories flooded his mind—a deluge of emotions threatening to engulf him whole.
He rembered his entire journey to reach this point in his life.
Many things he had done in the past that he was not proud of resurfaced in his mind.
Ah... Is this the final reel of mories before death—before the curtain falls?
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