The Challenge from the Hybrid

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From the range of ten paces. a golden light immediately arrives following Azure's bellowing battle cry. The light was still faltering out, but there was no surprise as to who this light belonged too. Slowly, ever so slowly, that light becomes even more divine and ethereal, enough to make anyone freeze in awe at the shining majesty. And thus, from this hazy yet illuminating mist, a new challenger has appeared in response to Azure's challenge. The figure looking around is tall and dignified, wearing a golden armor. He is a young man with golden hair standing up like a blazing flame, handsome with an elegant face. His eyes, crimson like blood, are visibly not those of a human, and whoever is stared at cannot but wither in front of their mysterious radiance. Recently, he made an appearance in Karakura town, and anyone who witnessed the battle that occurred between him and that unfortunate and foolish flame warrior, would definitely recognize him as familiar. No doubt, he is the King of Heroes, Gilgamesh. For him to appear here and now, means that Azure's uproarious declaration was enough to earn his attention which is why his appearance would come as little surprise. For a man who declares himself out rightly as king, and thus, considers himself the strongest among everyone else, this outward challenge gave him a slight hint of fascination, though one could mistake that as Pity coming from the hero king. Of course, for the well-gifted in spirit and mind, it is clearly obvious to anyone standing here that he did not appear out of thin air, but just so happened to be a few kilometers from the forest in which these warriors have taken place. However, if one were to say that he appeared only due to the call, then they would be highly mistaken in their assumptions. It was not just the call which caused the man to appear within this increasing madness. These warriors are extremely powerful, no one in their right mind would possibly appear here now, when there are three mighty combatants ready to do battle. So, then, what truly spurred on his appearance? It would have to be - the red haired man standing before Azure, the first to arrive in response to Azure's words. With those red crimson eyes, he stared directly at Daigoro ito. "I knew i sensed something familiar, besides this trash issuing a challenge to me. " That insult was directed to Azure, of course, everyone else here were little more then strangers to him, thus unworthy of his attention. Moreover, Dai and Gilgamesh had fought at one time before, down to the very last clash of powerful offense and powerful defense. Through this incredible battle, the young man earned what most could not acquire, his respect and admiration. Turning his eyes slightly to the left and then the right, he sees a young man with a very thin frame, glasses, and light brown hair. At the right, he sees a woman with a modern appearance, fair skin and long brown hair, and eyes that would enthrall any young man. His attention instantly shoots directly towards Azure, and with it, comes a small grin. Staring at him through eyes of contempt and pity, he discerns easily that this is the fool who issued the challenge, causing this chaotic turn of events to take place. Obviously, from pinpointing the spiritual pressure, he is of the race known as the Iramasha. Kin, who hails from this specific race, is the only reason why Gilgamesh is so easily able to discern which race the pink haired man descends from. For Colin and Hanako, Colin was easily a Vizard, from what instincts told Gilgamesh. However, the most difficult to discern was Hanako, seeing as though he could not correctly gauge if she were human or demon. Seeing as though he would waste precious time trying to figure out such useless information, he decided to turn his eyes back to Dai. "You should only fight Kings and queens, my dear friend. Fighting trash may sully whatever reputation you have..." Even if Gilgamesh considers him to be trash, he can admit one thing. "Though, you do have me amused, i must admit that. I've never seen fools with such moxie..." That he was still nothing more than a fool, that's what he admitted. "As you said, though, i hope you will not disappoint me, for if you fail, the consequences will be dire. " Then he directed his attention towards the others present. "That goes for all of you, do well to amuse me and may we fight to our heart's content. after all, this hasn't become a one man's battle anymore...but survival of the fittest. " With a composed and elegant gait, he walked upright so that he stood only one pace from where everyone else was standing. In the next instant, as he crossed his arms, an array of wonderful armaments begin to appear in the air behind him. Each was polished like a mirror, none were the same in terms of creation, and every single weapon was designed with brilliant ornamentation. No doubt this is Gate of Babylon, the ultimate weapon of the King of Heroes. It is a treasury among treasuries, an absolute usurper of wealth stored with many tools built and collected to grant victory against any opponent so foolish as to come up against him. There was an even more disconcerting fact, about these weapons, however. All of them were filled with unprecedented amounts of spiritual pressure flowing throughout their entire foundations, and judging from their appearances one would be a fool to call them simple swords and spears. Each is a divine mystery collected from every part of time that man can think of. In fact, if one looked closely, they would clearly see the distinction from each armament brought out before their every eyes. There are bare blades, as well as spears, each shining with a golden majestic glow. There are European swords, hailing from each era, some legendary, some famous. A wide mass of halberds hailing from China to Ireland, demonic spears, and even hammers larger then the body of the normal human being. The numbers increased to at least 1200, a warm up number to the King of Heroes himself, an absurd number to anyone else new to the phenomenon. With a small smirk creasing the features of the handsome man, it is clear that he has now armed himself in readiness for the impending battle. He is no fool, he can tell exactly from the Reaitsu emanating from the parties present, that this will be no easy confrontation. He can be neither lethargic nor idiotic in his strategical thought processing. In order to seize the battle against the opponent, one must be on the ready and take advantage of the situation, like a lion pouncing upon his prey with absolute cunning. One must be quick, and one must be strong in the face of the threats before him. With the disappearance of the smirk, Gilgamesh was adhering to this law in full effect. He is clearly ready to see where this battles goes and should someone foolishly step in his way, then may the gods bless his soul. Each of those weapons and armaments behind him were ready to make the first attack, and with a speed of 10,000 mph, easily outclassing most natural speed, one should make haste to be careful in making a misstep. The impact from even one of these weapons was enough to take out half of the wonderful and technological city of Downtown Karakura, and each impact is relative to a full out carpet or obliteration bombing being released in a single designated area. Hanako may be trying to keep the battle from escalating to a full out war where the area might be totaled, but in that case, her attention would definitely be poised towards the King of Heroes. That is to say, no one would be batting their eyes in front of his golden majesty now.