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Metahmumans.... this was the term that the mutants had used to refer to themselves. They would consider themselves above humans, they believed that their powers had made them into something superior. It was true, in a way. They had capabilities no other being had, powers that even the advanced science of Helios was incapable of rationalizing. And yet, they were still human. They ate, they drank, they slept, they bled. Their powers were an addition to their humanity, a bloated construct wobbling atop the frail structure of their mortal form. An abomination that should never have existed, wreathed in the destruction they so unwittingly brought upon society. They were an evil that needed to be purged, a scourge of superhuman tyrants who would crush the entire civilized world were they not stopped here. In the eyes of those afflicted, 57 could see only the fear of those who had stared into them previously. Those 'lesser beings', who would be nothing to the supernaturally empowered.

How ironic was it, in truth, that in their own supremacy they were weak? Even as the mage filled the room with fire, his body was but that of a human, straining to contain this power. His flesh and clothing was protected, and yet he flinched, his imperfect brain instinctively pulling back from the mere concept of fire. Even as the dark room was filled with sudden light, he blinked, a subconscious message forcing him to close his eyes. Even as this occurred, his eyes were accommodating, the lenses transforming to match the new parameters of the area he was in. Minimum time for accommodation was 12/10ths of a second. 57 only took 2/10ths. His automatic visor responded with cybernetic perfection, already compensating before his genetics recognized the difference.

12/10ths of a second was an ocean of time, for those who moved at speeds no human being could comprehend. The tissue of 57's muscles were double-layered, strengthened through modification, each individual cell functioning with an 87% efficiency rating. Merely running, he could reach speeds of 80 km/h. He could lift a car over his head, and with bones harder than steel, it wouldn't even hurt. his neural system had been overhauled with organic metal cells, which nearly instantly transmitted the purely electrical impulses. His reaction speed had been accelerated to more than 15x that of a normal human being through the annihilation of chemical signals. Even as the flame started as a tiny pinprick of light, 57 was already moving, flashing across the room at an unimaginable pace. It was an instant, the blink of an eye, the tick of a second, the death of a man. 

Slowly, the perfect warrior removed his blade from his opponent's head. It had failed to sever the Central Cortex, but that fell within the margin of error. The tiny sliver of molecularly engineered crystal had pierced the entirety of his opponent's skull, entering straight through the back of the brain. The exit was placed slightly above the right eyeball. 

Mild burns, about 67% of skin had been affected. Temperatures had been measured in excess of 350 degrees, no wonder he had burnt. Had he taken the blow directly, it would have had far more of an impact. However, the properties of his armour had shielded him from the blast nearly completely, absorbing the heat as they had absorbed the heat of molten metal earlier. He would heal in a matter of minutes, using a series of unspecified stem cells and reattachable carbon nanotube formations integrated into his flesh, allowing it to rapidly recover from almost any trauma.

The mutants considered them to be superior to human beings. But they were but mortal, their bodies lagging behind their potential.

Now, they would meet a true metahuman.

((I did not just kill Magi. Logically speaking, this wound has a 99% chance of killing a human being. However, through insane luck and most likely magical healing, Magi will survive. He will have taken damage to the brain, which can heal completely, or leave the most bizarre scars. He could learn a new language, lose memories, wake up with a new personality, lose his capability to prevent himself from pissing himself... could be anything. However, this is not intended as an instakill, and is up for debate in the OOC))