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John sighed, standing up straight and crossing his arms.

Enki wasn't an idiot, no matter how much John goaded him. Despite his former comments, John knew that Enki was a formidable match when he started using his powers.

But then, so was John.

The thing about the two was that they didn't like using their powers. John didn't know Enki's reason, but John didn't like using them because...well...they were too powerful.

"Well...it's not like we can die in this place..." John muttered, static flashing briefly. Nothing major, just a small spark. "Its up to you."

This was a respect desicion. Again, against john's former comments, he had some respect for the man.

"Just make sure you want to do this." John said, his voice serious. "What you do now takes this to a whole other level. We both know that."

John smirked as Enki tapped his forehead.

The static was beginning to get larger now. Flashing from somewhere within his body, it curled around him, lacing over his arms and hands as he pulled them from their fold. "Well..." John muttered, absently scratching the palm of his hand. "...I'm not here for my health."

The static grew larger as he scratched the palm of his hand before scratching the back of his neck. "But then...wouldn't it be too easy then? Why not just keep it up with the pole for a bit, see how long you can last?"

John yawned, scratching the other hand as he let Enki do what he liked.

Although it had been a while since John weighed himself - he kept breaking the damn scales Amber bought. 'for the generous metahuman' my a** - it was said he weighed in at around half a ton...or 500-600 pounds, it didn't really matter.

The fact was, as soon as Enki's staff went between John's legs and kept running with it, it would be like sticking a staff against a brick wall - only into a little crevice, where the pole would get stuck, and you'd have the wind knocked out of you as you put all your momentum into the attack and be sprung back like a kid being whacked in the guts with a broom handle...

John sighed again. "Alrighty then, you asked for it. Briste av Lyset."

And he lifted his hand as he finished speaking the last words, his hand open, as if to give Enki something.

As soon as he finished talking, a brilliant beam of light shone out of his outstretched palm, engulfing Enki in white light - and blinding him. The Burst of Light was a light attack that was just that - a brilliant burst of light that shone as hard as a baseball stadium's floodlights - only right in your face, concentrated, for about five seconds.

It was a new attack that had taken John a fair while to master. He was known for his lightening elementals, not for his magicks - which were few and far between.

Even Maximos wouldn't have seen that one coming.

Enki's blindness would last for about thirty seconds. Plenty of time for John to close the gap between them, grasp that blue-haired head of his, and slam it into the floor with enough force to shatter whatever stone the ground was made of.

There would be no sound at all - before he would feel a massive crushing weight slamming into him, landing on him with such a force to turn his body into a pulpy mess - or drive him into the ground some.

John did what he normally did when this kinda stuff happens - he put his weight into it.

Jumping as Enki landed hard, he'd sailed effortlessly through the air - to put all 500lbs into his landing, placing his legs somewhere...on Enki's back, stabbing his boots into his back and forcing him down, into the hard earth beneath them.

"Sorry bout that. The magic's a little harsh." John said as he pushed himself out of the crater he'd just made, dust and rubble still falling to earth as he landed beside it to look down at Enki. "But i guess you're right...maybe if i work on it i could turn it into a nightlight or something..."

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John had to say, Enki had real good hearing. Even after getting a shock like that and throwing himself back, he was still able to hear John's jump. Good show.

Flying towards the shards of ice, John crossed his arms around his face and torso, closing his legs tight - as he flew straight into them, shattering many, some lodging themselves into his skin as he span around, landing on the balls of his feet, his left hand coming out to balance himself - as he suddenly leapt forward, his right fist outstretched to be thrown forward with a ice-spiked punch that could quite possibly tear enki's head off.

too bad john was aiming for the chest.

But if John was coming at him...and Enki turned to face him, and tried to swing his pole down...

...Then the length of the pole would hit John's rather broad shoulders as he wrapped his arms around Enki and slammed him into the ground in a tackle that would make the ground tremble. If the disc was at the end of the pole, it would've missed John by a mile.

Now straddling Enki, shifting his weight to keep his knees pinning Enki's arms down, John sat up, one hand gripping the Leviathan's shirt and pulling his head up a little, the other pulled back, fist clenched tight.

But John paused.

As if waiting for Enki to do something. Shoot lazers from his eyes, curse and swear, beg pitifully. Anything.

"You did, didn't you." John said quietly, lowering his hand and placing Enki gently back onto the ground.

Standing up he squatted down over Enki's crushed body, shaking his head and sighing.

Enki was totally right. At the end of the day, there was one thing that John had been afraid of the entire fight - Enki's power. Given the chance, if Enki had risen to his full power, the chances of him winning would've most likely gone up considerably.

"Thanks for the oppertunity, Enki." John said, tapping Enki's forehead back. "We'll have a rematch one day."

And with that, he stood and walked away. Part of him didn't want to leave because he'd lose his left arm - on the other hand, having icicles stuck in your forearms and legs didn't feel good against the nerves.

Win some lose some. John faded from the Void as easily as mist fades in the morning sunlight.