Chapter 69 Beatdown

Set and Flid's clash, causing Set to fly through multiple buildings, eventually ending up within a massive plaza-like place.

Set's flight only stopped when his back crashed into the side of a well. He let out a deep breath as steam rose from his body.

Soon after, Flid emerged from the destruction Set came from without so much as a scratch on his body.

"Done already? Come on, come on. I have seen women last longer than you..."

Flid joked as he stood atop the destruction that he made, causing him to look very high and mighty.

Hearing Flid's insults, Set stood up without saying a word, only staring intently at Flid with his determined red eyes.

After seeing Set change his stance to the one were he attacked with his flames. Flid said. "Good, good, don't give up yet! You're so close! You know what? Teachers should give students gifts to motivate them, so here's mine."

Flid then mimicked Set's stance. Set saw this, but didn't stop doing his stance. As the two of them looked at each other with the exact same stance, Flid yelled with a blissful smile on his face. "River Flow!"

Just then, the black translucent liquid, also known as Lucile, erupted from Flid's body, covering every inch of it.

Although it looked like water, it didn't behave like one. It behaved more like fire seeing that it doesn't flow far from his body, and also the fact that it rises upwards, instead of falling down.

Even though Flid looked like he was drowning within his own Lucile, his energetic, youthful smile would tell otherwise.

Set saw this, but didn't seem to be fazed by it. The tattoo-like pattern as well as the small flames are still on his right arm. He then yelled. "Crimson road!"

A great spire of flames rushed towards Flid with intense heat. Instead of blocking or dodging, Flid instead let out a smirk as he shouted. "Star's stroke!"

As if to mimic and oppose Set's flames, Flid sent out a large pillar made out Lucile, headed straight for Set's attack.

Once the two great collums of the crimson flames and the black Lucile made contact with each other, a great clash between the two opposing forces sent bits of their energies into their surroundings.

Destroying stands, buildings, pots, trees, the very ground they stood on. Even though everything around them was being destroyed, the men pushed even more force into their attacks.

And after a few more moments, a victor emerged. The victory wasn't gained by sheer strength, but was gained instead by technique.

The end of Flid's Lucile spire formed a chisel-like point, cutting through Set's column of flames with ease. And even though he had enough time to cancel his attack and dodge, Set didn't.

He instead stood his ground, and pushed even more force down on his attack in the hopes that it will counter Flid's more masterful attack. But, it didn't go like that.

His flames was completely overpowered by Flid's Lucile. Even though the Lucile looked pretty harmless on the Immortal's body, Set felt like he just had a building thrown at him, sending his body flying backwards into the buildings behind him filled with terrified people.

Flid's Lucile slowly disappeared in the air as the people from the building Set was sent into, ran for their lives with expressions of sheer terror.

Set laid slumpt over on a counter on what looks to be a diner. Set emitted an insane amount of steam from his body as the tattoo-like pattern and the flames left his arm.

Flid slowly walked over to him, and once he saw Set's state, he said. "Overheating already? Well, we can't have that."

He walked over to the well Set hit earlier, grabbed the bucket on it filled with water, and chucked the water in it towards Set.

Just as the water was about to make contact with his body, Set raised his left arm, blocking most of the water from cooling down his burning body.

"Come on, come on! Work with me here!" Flid yelled as Set slowly picked himself up from the counter.

Even though his body is riddled with wounds, bleeding like there's no tommorow, bruises covering where the wounds haven't touched.

Set stood his ground with steady legs and arms, looking intently at Flid with eyes filled with defiance, determination, and a little bit of anger.

After seeing Set's silent reply, Flid scratched the back of his neck as he said. "Yeah, I too do like the smell of the Sols' pride burning."

After he finished that sentence, Flid disappeared once more from the place he stood. He appeared just before Set with a serious expression.

Set tried to punch him in the face, but his attack was blocked and parried. Flid let out a deep breath as he showed his teeth.

He covered his hands and legs with Lucile before he promptly beatdown Set.

He sent a punch to his chest, knocking him back. A punch in the abdomen, two punched to the face, a uppercut, and a hook to the side of the face.

After this set of attacks, Flid then implemented his legs into the pattern. A kick to the thigh, a knee to the stomach, another knee to the face, and lastly, a roundhouse kick to the face.

Flid continued on relentlessly attacking Set, who couldn't even guard himself.

Everytime Set tries to raise his guard, Flid would attack his arm before pushing it away. When he tries to attack, he gets parried and gets himself even more beaten up.

This battle has transformed into a one-sided beatdown with Flid coming out on top. Perhaps it wasn't a battle to begin with.

Flid then grabbed Set by the face, and slammed it into what remains of the counter. He sent an elbow to the back of Set's head, burrying his head deep into the counter.

Flid took in a deep breath before he leapt up into the air, and landed a powerful Lucile-infused stomp right on the back of Set's head, burrying his head deeper into the counter top, eventually hitting the ground.

As the dust slowly settled, Flid got off Set's head and stood to the side.

A second later, Set's body began to move, and remove itself from the rubble.

Just as Set was barely standing, Flid sent a powerful kick to his side, sending him flying to the side.

He eventually crashed into a couple of large pots, which upon being broken by his body, poured out crystal-clear water onto Set's body.

The steam on Set's body calmed down as his body temperature slowly lowered. Set glared at Flid nonchalantly standing there as blood from his face mixed with the water flowing down on his body.

He tightened his grip as his nose picked something out, he stood up, grabbed a pot that seemed to have been separated from the ones he crashed into, and threw it at Flid with an intense speed.

Flid casually punched it mid-air, spilling it's contents onto him. Flid's eyes widened with surprise as he smelled a familiar smell while feeling a viscous liquid althrough out his body.

"This is...!"

"Oil." Set said, finishing Flid's sentence.

Without a second to spare, he yelled. "Ignite!" His arm got immediately covered with the tattoo-like pattern and flames.

And before Flid could really do anything, Set sent his flames after him, igniting the oil on his body.

But, instead of screaming in agony, as the flames covered his entire body. Flid merely clapped, very slowly.

"Very well, very well. Using the environment to your advantage, Queen has thought you well." Flid calmly said as his body continued on getting swarmed by the flames.

He then crossed his arms in a forceful manner, sending his Lucile to emerge from every part of his body, dousing the flames around his body.

As the flames flew away, Flid's muscular body was revealed, showing that the flames merely singed his body and what remains of his clothes without leaving a single burn.

Flid got on his own fighting stance as he shouted while showing all of his teeth. "Come on! Come on!"

Before Set could reply by also going into his stance, Flid has already punched him in the face and through a wall.

As Set's body was knocked back into a wide and open space, Flid has already caught up to him and punched him into the ground.

As the ground gave way for Set's body, Flid stomped him into the ground, enlarging the crater Set was in.

He then continued to powerfully stomp on Set as Flid began asking.

"Come on, come on! Show me more of what you got! You have my attention and interest!"

"Show me more of what Queen thought you!"

"While you're down there, tell me what's Celine's favorite foods as well?"

"Come on, come on!"

He stopped stomping at Set for a moment, took a step back, spread out his arms, looked down on Set as he said. "Just give what I want, and then I'll finish this little game. I will knock you out cold, and then I'll have my beautiful daughters treat your injuries, as a sign of thanks for telling me. Come on, what do you say?"

As Flid was going on, Set slowly pulled himself out of the ground as blood dripped from every part of his body.

He sent a quick punch towards him, which Flid avoided perfectly. Flid then asked. "Getting tired?"

He then kicked Set in the stomach, sending him flying backwards once more. As Set crashed into a large column chiseled out of pure stone, Flid is already in front of him and is already in the process of beating him up.

Flid relentlessly punched, kicked, stomped on Set, who doesn't have the time to guard himself.

As he mercilessly attacked him without avoiding his injuries, causing them to bleed further, Flid asked while smiling brightly.

"Come on, come on! Answer my questions!"

"Come on, come on! Tell me already, so I can end this!"

"Come on, come on! Answer me, Set!"

"Come on, come on!"

"Come on, come on!"

"Come on! Come on!"

"COME ON!!! COME ON!!!"