The Fell Omen Vs The Tarnished Pt. 2

Through the layer of debris and dirt that crossed the Cliff's entirety, golden lights pierced through and refracted off of Tyr's lens. "I can't see through this debris." His eyes change from black to red. With the new insight, he sees through this disturbance and locked in on a projectile being hurled at him. His head tilts to the right with his body and a dagger flies past him. It slits through the top of his left ear. Tyr wAtched as a large item was flung. The hammer of light, tossed by Margit burst through the terrain in a horizontal fashion, spinning at high speeds.

It was as if a vortex ensued with the launching of his hammer. The spinning of the hammer was predictable before the perception of the sharingan but it's power was the problem. Faith abilities are based on ones control over their own power and the connection they have with a god or being. His weapon vanished and he held his hand up at a specific angle. The hammer comes in close and the handle hits his palm. He closed his hand immediately and hit body was pulled in by the hammer. Both him and the hammer spun rapidly. The weapon's torque was greater than Tyr imagined. He was swept off the ground by its momentum and his body grew closer and closer to the wall he came from.

(It feels like I'm in a vortex. But.) Chakra flows into his fist and feet. His foot punctured the ground below and dug through the dirt. The spinning stops entirely and Margit closed the distance between the two. With a horizontal slash, Margit aimed for Tyr's neck. The hammer disappears. (This bitch!!) His pulls his arms up to his neck and bends. The cane slams into his arm. Tyr's body skyrockets through the air. Margit watches as he flies so far that the only thing that was beneath him was a long way down. A bruise appeared on his forearms.

(He desummoned his hammer before I could smack him with it. What a bitch.)

"Put These Foolish Ambitions To Rest." A THOOM sound is heard from afar. Seemingly, Tyr hit the castle walls afar from the Cliffside. Bricks fall as a hole is seen the castle Wall's exterior. It was obvious that Tyr was on the other side. Hanging from the wall opposite to the one he was sent toward, Tyr was laying inside of the wall with his upper body hanging out the other side. "He really is a piece of work." He looked at his arms, the sharingan's x ray vision allowed him to see through the cloth and armor of his sleeves. He watched his arms writhe in pain. The discoloration across his forearms show the underlying damage his arms took from that one attack.

He sat up and groaned. Tyr stood up straight and looked down at Margit from the hole. He was kneeling with a golden light engulfing his body. (He's healing.....I guess that makes sense. Margit is a dexterity/faith build.), Tyr turned to the right and watched a steep hall. (I'm in the castle now so I don't have to fight him.) He was reminded of the promise he was suppose to keep.

His fingers then intertwine with each other. He winced at the pain of his damaged forearm muscles contracting from the movement of his hands but pursued anyways. Different hand seals come together as he inhales deeply. "Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!!" He spat out a large ball of flames, bigger than any Fireball he has let out before.

(But that's pussy shit!) Margit who was walking back to the entrance that led to the Stormveil gate caught something in the corner of their eye. A light that engulfed the area. He turned to see what that might be and saw a large ball of fire coming toward him.

Margit leaped up to dodge the attack but was met by someone. Above his head was the foot of a man on a mission. The omen's skull was rammed into the floor beneath them. A crater is formed in the Cliffside. The origin of these earthly webs was the foot of the tarnished and the head of a great Omen.

"Muse has hit my ears fore the muck in the earth is quite quaint these days. So tell me Omen..." He lifts his foot up from Margit's face. The large man painfully grunted as that same limb crashed onto his cranium for a second time. The force transferred into the ground and increased the size of the cracks around the pathway. Rocks on the side of the cliff fell into the abyss.

"What are thy thoughts of the earthly rubble between thy's teeth?" Tyr's psychotic grin was ear to ear. A sight the devil may fear of.

"Guh....I worry for the being who's arrogance is beyond reality's grasp." Margit grabbed Tyr's ankle and swiped to the left. Tyr flew over 3 meters but stopped immediately.

"Is the ill fated ogre still incapable of comprehending my power? Thus thou mistakes confidence for delusion?" Tyr mockingly let's a brief chuckle escape his lips.

(My arms are kaput now. Can I win with them like this? Guess I won't know until I try.)