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Energy surged forth from the being that claimed himself to be on the level of gods, his abrupt discharge of red and yellow light breaking through the darkness, and penetrating the sky. To the normal human eye, such would be a blinding sight, or at least momentarily disabling of sight as night vision would restart. Losing night vision in a dark night such as this could be fatal, as the lose of sight for even several sections was a great sacrifice and risk when it came to ones perceptions and the ability to respond.
Jacx was lucky to be blessed with optical enhancing surgery, that had used computerized optics, screens, filters and light bending curved materials in combination with nano-machines to produce the blood shot eyes the vampire man was known for.
These same filters also allowed the vampire to see more then the naked eye could ever wish to penetrate as if saw the world for the reality that it was, not the reflections that human eyes saw. Jacx possessed what could be called "true vision" the fullest version of vision and alternate visions that when combined and filtered created what as Jacx's vampire sight. The Superior sight that gave him an absolute edge in battle.



Adrenaline gave off a noticeable aura to it, a different scent, and different level of body heat as blood flow increased, and it resulted in a change in posture, attitude. It stood out to Jacx's senses like a big breasts, small hipped blonde strutting down the busy streets in a tight red dress and high heels.
His magnum rose to be placed against the skull of Aspiration, but the increased reflex speed of the boy had allowed for the action to be avoided as a prepared counter attack was formed as purple energy split into its two separate strains of combinate colors that laced the sword of the warrior.
Lightning arced over the being's skin, feeding the nerves of the body with impulse responses not normally active or now increased in activity through continuous stimulation.
The enemy's sword came at him in a slice, carrying an added rotation from the power invoked by the being before the gunslinger. A powerful strike to be sure, dialing in on a high level of speed. But speed meant little when compared to control and balance. A single powerful attack, would be easily avoided or diverted as its path of moment was obvious as one need to be dedicated to the strike if one hoped to accomplish anything with it.

A clash of steel, or so to speak.. it was doubtful either weapon used in this battle was truly constructed of steel. Sparks flying as blade and blade grinned away at each other, testing the strength of the construction and material of each opposing weapon of choice. In this regard, Jacx believed himself have the advantage, for unlike a blade designed to cut flesh, his gun's were constructed with a body designed for teeth that would saw and chip away at swords or melee weapons with ease. It was their function to block and maintain a perfectly polished frame even against a running chainsaw.
What was against Jacx was the momentum a sword carried, most certainly with the added power behind this swing, even with a full guard Jacx was forced to slid back as the blade pushed him to move with its powerful swing. But all momentum must come to an end, the potential energy to kinetic energy fighting against resistance, damping effect.
The blade would lose momentum, and Jacx would work off this. Even before the blade had lost a great deal of forward moment, Jacx would lowered his stance, dropping down as he pulled the trigger of his blocking firearm. The unleash of the shot giving a powerful kick to Jacx's plan, throwing his arm outwards to push the attacking sword of its desired slash arc and allowing Jacx to get in past the guard of the man.
A second shot would be unleashed for his gun, kicking his arm back and thrusting the elbow into the man's gut. Even if he wore armor, the strike would be powerful enough to send a vibration force that would strike the bare skin. This would be painful, possible rib breaking but not deadly, but it was merely the start. With the guard broken, and the body responding to pain, Jacx would turn in to face the man, bringing the magnum up to the throat and unleashing a fatal shot up into the brain. "Boom....headshot"

Jacx Cain

Weapon clashed, and the distorting effects of magical energy and objects of a non-magical world unleashed a force of energy that had never crossed the mind of Jacx, almost impossible to see even by his superior optics the distortion waves emitted at a pulse strong enough to make all his efforts almost for nothing as his weapon unappealingly bounced of the shifting blade of Null Void puppet Aspiration. This would not have been as big of an issue as it was, if i was not for the fact Asp, was a degree physically stronger then Jacx which allowed him the opening as for a moment Jacx was off balance while he foe was in perfect balance and control.

Jacx's eyes narrowed as he twisted his body moving with the flow, balance was lost already best just to work with it,rather then against. His firearm drifted as his body twisted, his back arced in pain response as the blade's edge caught his side. Splitting the skin as Jacx had not manage to get enough distance from the blade. A injury he had expected to take with the terms he had been left with, an injury that was more of less a very long skin breaking scratch down his left side over a full gut opening slash. A minor injury, but it would draw blood and most likely scar.
But it was the commitment to his strike that had allowed Jacx in the midst of his body twisting and arcing and position his left hand held revolver against the meat just under the chin, unleashing a powerful burst from his weapon. I would sound like a single shot, but it was more a barrage unleashed so quickly that it rang out as one.

Aspiration may have been something of a Demi god, but even his magical energies would to be able to keep the powerful burst of radiation and high concentration of fast moving super heat particles from ripping through his skull and melting all the flesh and brain matter into some solid mass of fatty tissue, unable to maintain or control a body, leaving it to die a near instantaneous death as functions just down without input by the control system.

Jacx fell onto his back, his right hand pressed against his side, "god that kills, think i am going to need stitches"