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Out of the man's periphreal vision he would catch a slight shift as blood splatters to the floor. Light quickly begins to catch up to the Overseer as his body is wracked violently with a fit of coughing. Sound follows behind a few moments later as he draws into focus, his trenchcoat missing and the back of his black shirt split wide open. Some pink flesh is visible, but for the most part his back is covered in a thick steel plat that wraps around to his front. His midsection has been carefully contained within a less durable but longer lasting form of temporal steel, ensuring that the metal spars within are not damaged while his body regrows what had been lost in a terrible blast at the climax of his previous match.

His hair has been spiked straight up with the sides shaved away, two pinpoints of light pulsating from his temples. As the injured man lifts himself from the ground light glints off the jade visor that hides the pain in his eyes. A trickle of blood has dried at the corner of his mouth, "You'll excuse me if I take a minute to make sure I have all my limbs. My last fight was not plesant, despite being enjoyable." His lips had stopped moving long before his voice had ceased, his hands flexing as they grew accustomed to the dirty hand wraps once again. He seemed to take a single breath as his eyes glanced skyward, "Getting too old for this s**t."

With a groan the elderly man leaned back, the metal keeping him mostly stiff, but loud crack and the sound of metal clangs echoed from within his frame. His body jerked as he repositioned his upper half in relation to the lower, as if straightening himself out. Light shifted around him as his head twitched and he shifted back half a step, the tatters of his shirt dancing around him. His eyes refocused and set upon Deity as terrain data began to stream across his visor, a beacon activated. His voice pulsed out from his body as he smiled, "GO!" The sound of a teleport beam falling from above ripped through the air, engulfing the Overseer in a pale orange light.

When the light faded the elderly man was vaulting through the air, the event that had just transpired becoming obvious. He had not teleported, but the remainder of his equipment had been relocated to their current location, originally left behind because he had not expected a different stage. Streamlined power armor encased his body, the seams lit up in alternating hues of orange and green. Strapped across his back were two large maces with a giant hammer spanning down his back, either hand currently holding his two favored weapons, augmented to be further increased in size. His opening was simple, a flying kick directed at the Orinian's midsection with the next step to be determined based on Deity's reaction.

The path of Tac's kick is diverted, but to approximately one half the degree expected, and instead of continuing on, he simply stops. As Deity moves into a spin Tacitus seems to twist, bringing both firearms to bear on Deity. A terrible roar rips through h their payload in a single burst, lauching a total of four projectiles at speeds barely sub-light velocity. The two from the right are aimed at Deity's lower torso while the other two are aimed at his heart. In the aftermath of the shots several buildings crack and sections fall away from the sheer force of the air being displaced at their initial launch. Sparks begin to fly from Tac's back, the hammer and two maces unleashing a powerful electric current into Tac's armor, which not only seems to take it very well, but begins to grow.

The currents of electricity rolling acros Tac's armor cast him in a divine glow as blades begin to bristle out from the armor. Within his mind a map of the battlefield has been generated from the data streaming in from the Genesis Sphere, linked through the power armor directly into his mind by the neural connections which had been active on his temples. The increase in power by Deity is not directly registered, though his speed is clocked and new location triangulated. Tacitus seems to kick off of a glowing orange disk, perform a half-flip and then bounce off of another to stop standing straight some ten feet higher than he had been.

Arcs of orange lightning begin to run through the electrical charge, arcing off to strike buildings. Where they connect a one inch hole is bored straight through until it touches water, creating no blast or other disruption, simply erasing that small section of the building. When the two cannons turn towards Deity again they only unleash a single bullet each, though they seem to be tank rounds. Oddly enough, they are actually moving at speeds that do not break the speed of sound.

((I'm thinking of names for the armor... what do you think about Judicator? ))

Deity might just catch something odd out of his periphreal vision as he passes by the two large shells; they turn. The two are indeed moving at a slower speed, but have instead been given the approximately half their original force along with a tracking enchantment. Now, its not as though they turn on a dime, but for someone with increased senses it might be an easy thing to see them alter their course to begin swinging around at Deity. As for Tacitus he simply watches Deity approach him, his right arm rising up to block Deity's assault a mere moment before impact. The surge of electricity is massive, enough power to fuel an entire metropolis for a day unleashed upon contact. This, however, is not the true threat, as the bristling blades on his forearm seem willing to cut nearly anything, slipping between molecular bonds much the same way as basic temporal steel. The orange streams of lightning seemed to ignore Deity entirely, even going out of their way to avoid him.

As the two bullets begin to swing back around their speed gradually increases, the sound barrier broken as they pursue their prey. When the kick connects with Tac's side -aside from a similar electrical discharge- he outwardly pauses, pain radiating through his slowly as he coughs up a spurt of blood into the helmet of his suit. Had Deity aimed any higher or lower the man could have ignored it, but he'd hit the apparent weak spot, likely because thats where the top half of Tac stopped within. If his leg remained for any longer than a split moment Tac would pring his arm down in an attempt to knock it away. His right arm falls to unleash three rounds at Deity's chest if he remains in spite of the shells coming from behind. If Deity moves away Tacitus will extend his right arm out to the arcs of orange lighting, one of them curling down his arm as he prepares to make use of it.

When Deity tried to move the man's arm he'd find it rather resistant, not moving in the slightest, though it had nothing to do with strength or weight. He'd have only a moment to let go before a spike errupted where the middle of his palm should be, aiming to impale him and then expand the tip to lock his hand in place. If Deity did not manage to escape he'd find three shells aimed across his abdomen along with the two from behind aimed just below his lungs. If he did manage to escape the Overseer would slide to his right through the air, though not before the bullets strik his armor and apparently pass right through. A moment later they'd emerge from the back, blurred and apparently ethereal, slowly returning to a solid state. The air around the head of Annalis seemed to be growing hot, the omega molecule reactor kicking into high gear as the electrical charge surrounding the armor seemed to double.