[quote=@thewizardguy]
'What would you know of destiny?' 5 disperses, the beams of energy striking only a minimal quantity of the swarm of nanobots, even Kilroy comes to a sudden, jolting stop. It's as if a giant hand had gripped him, pressing against his ribs, holding him still in the air. His rocket boots could only shift him slightly, before he was moved back into place. Of course, anyone who had been in HCL for any period of time would recognize this power as similar to Darkside's, the manipultion of the soul to affect the physical world. It was as if a bilion tiny jedi were holding him, and Kilory found that even locating the tiny creatures was nearly impossible. Aiming at them would be even harder at that.

'I don't die here, that only happens later. You, however.... your fate is undecided.' A tremendous force seems to press inwards, as Kilroy feels his body being compressed. This had stopped being a fight, as he couldn't see nor fight his opponent. Any time he attempted to produce one of his AOE weapons, it seems it was jolted upwards or downwards before he could fire, masterful application of telekinetic force from all directions holding him in place. This was a test of endurance, as 5's strength attempted to crush Kilory into little more than a tin can. 'You thought your lack of a soul would save you from my powers? Allow me to show you the extent of your error.'
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"That, is your greatest error. To assume, I have no soul." Kilroy says, as soon, a large white pulse went in a wave over his skin, and 5's hold was broken. Dashing forwards, Kilroy began his attack once more, but far more direct. His chest opened, to show a brilliant soul, one rewarded by death, hardened by a fight with a great evil, manipulated by a powerful will. This soul was Kilroy's greatest weapon, and his most prized part of himself. It held within it, a copy of his memories, himself..but was not able to influence the rest of him, normally. As he rushed, his soul began to emit a large amount of power.....before Kilroy stops dead, spikes shooting from the pads of his feet, and his ankles, keeping him in place.

"Firing." Is all Kilroy states, in a rather deep voice, as a blast of concentrated soul power rips though the air, and the ground, aimed right at 5. It rips though at amazing speed, shining brightly...filled, with refined soular power. Kilroy, somehow during his leave after serving death, has learned how to manipulate his soul on a alarming level. Even Tsubaki, locked in a blade battle with the strange madman, was shocked by what she saw, giving him an opening to stab.