Overkill: Incarnations Chapter 10: Chapter 10 ; Overkill much?

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Below the sky of intrinsic deep grey clouds, the towering white bone coliseum fell into a momentary silence. The crowd of golden, identical faces held their collective breath, waiting for the next movement upon the stage. On the right side of the arena, Malakor Vael-Oryn stood at the center of the monolithic stone spires, his presence completely domineering. Around his massive frame lay heavy platinum chain links, shattered and loose. Large sections of the chains remained intact, their ends cracked and broken, no longer possessing the strength to bind the vanguard . Then ,Ryo flicked his wrist. The stone spires responded instantly, producing a new wave of long platinum links. These chains were larger than the last. They bypassed the standard whistling sound of movement, instead generating massive gusts and gales of razor-sharp wind as they snaked through the air. Malakor refused to remain stationary. Moving with pinpoint accuracy, he dodged each incoming link. His speed had increased significantly. He evaded the relentless onslaught of metal that whipped across the stage in an attempt to snare his huge figure. In comparison to the scale of this battle, Ryo looked incredibly small. His lone, tall figure resembled an ant caught in a clash of titans. A massive myriad of whipping chain links converged from multiple sides. Despite standing over three meters tall, Malakor displayed outstanding agility, his movements carrying an unnatural grace. A link descended from above, cutting through the space where he stood a fraction of a second prior. Boom. The chain struck the ground with a loud bang, leaving a massive crater that overlapped with the existing scars on the stage. Another chain missed its target midair. It whacked against the atmosphere, producing a sharp sonic boom that rattled the skull, carrying enough force to violently rupture the eardrums of an ordinary human or a cultivator with a low soul body status. This destruction repeated with every missed strike. When the chains did manage to land, they left heavy dents in the vanguard’s armor. The valiant blessed adorer showed no concern, relying entirely on his superior durability. Malakor’s speed, durability, agility, and predictive capabilities grew exponentially. Every physical aspect, technique, and ability surged with newfound power. 'Could this be the doing of the Artefact?' Ryo thought, watching the scene while his clones continued to mumble something indiscernible in the background. 'I need to take care of those stone spires producing these problematic chains,' Malakor thought to himself. The relentless metal kept Malakor on his toes. He avoided breaking the chains directly, noticing they grew larger and more durable with each replication. Instead, he chose to evade or simply tank the heavy impact of the blows. Even with his outstanding speed, a few chains managed to snag his limbs. The sudden restriction caused him to trip. A larger link struck his chest, sending him crashing toward the surface. He managed to twist mid-movement, landing firmly on his feet with a heavy thud that shook the entire stage. A crude, effective strategy formed in Malakor's mind. A moment later, his leg muscles bulged. He leaped high into the air, the platinum links trailing closely behind his ascent. Stretching his arms toward the sky, he brought his hands together in a powerful clap, generating a concussive force that propelled him back down with tremendous momentum. Before making contact with the ground, he twisted his torso, flipping his massive figure to extend his legs. The impact shook the stage violently, generating a miniature stage-quake. The sheer force shattered the travertine bone surface of the arena. A massive wave of debris and a violent tremor surged toward the opposite side of the stage, shaking the bone tiles beneath every footstep and sending a billowing cloud of dust across the floor. Several massive stone spires jutted at awkward angles, losing their ability to produce th