[center][h2][color=yellow]A King's Gambit, 1[/color][/h2][/center]
[b][color=yellow]"Now!"[/color][/b] King shouted.

Would the masked man be surprised that, as he returned to their dimension, Alto had replaced his Blade of Light with King's net? If not, maybe he would be surprised when the scream that sunders dimensions failed to render Alto to dust. It wasn't as if the net could absorb all of it unless he happened to be right in his face, and he wouldn't have been ready for any other attack.

King knew where he was coming, and just about knew when, but without knowing what he would do there was only one way King could prepare. He could just leave the job to someone else.

Alto had faster reflexes than he did, so all he had to do was give him the strongest shield. The masked man didn't use weapons, so if he were to appear outside of melee range it would be for a ranged non-weapon attack, which the net wasn't exactly rated for, but it would work.

There was no pre-emptive strike he could've readied, even with a warship in orbit. When the masked man could slip dimensions like that that means they had to save the bombardment for when they'd really need it.

Alto held the net in front of him feeling as foolish as one could get holding out a net to catch soundwaves which could rip apart dimensional walls. It was strange. Where the net was, not even a whisper came through, but it couldn't cover all of Alto. The net itself was also shaking violently. As it wrenched itself free from his grasp he unleashed his counterattack.

[b]"Hyperlight… Stream!"[/b] Alto called.

A beam of light shot out from his finger, racing directly for the masked cultist's neck. At the same time, King came down from behind, bringing his Lightsabre to bear towards the cultist's head.
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