Day Three: Evening

[Burter]

Face to Face

Retane

Gray Buu

Deep in the Abyss, a warrior, bearing the burdens of multiple skirmishes and clutching sacredly onto a delicately balanced life, stumbled across the landscape. All manners of noise bounced from every element, but then, that was the plan. It was impossible to sustain this much damage and remain unhindered. But through it all, he was a warrior, and part of that meant continuing on through unbearable circumstances.

And, currently, that meant allowing himself to express how vulnerable he actually was, and then some. This was not at all a natural element of Retane?s psyche. He fought until the last, gritted his teeth through injury, and masked burdens behind muscle. His limits were high, and leaving them behind took even more strength than hiding them. In the end, it was a smart move, and it was intelligence that won these matches, not muscle.

His plan would work, one way or another. The object was to attract attention, and that was an incredibly easy venture in the Abyss. And indeed, after a short while, someone noticed.

As soon as Retane heard the approach, the masquerade was finished. Instinct guided his defense, and his assailant?s scythe remained buried in Retane?s shadow. Yet, Buu was a genius in all things fighting, and the proper follow-up was employed: a kick to the face, using the scythe as leverage. As the impact sent Retane sprawling, Buu flipped himself to his feet and pulled the scythe out of the ground.

Luckily, Retane landed behind a dip of land, and this break of eye contact was all he needed.

Buu was immediately thrown into confusion. Shadows began to blur. His vision became a dimly-lit tornado. Behind him, he heard his attacker, but it was far too late to make a response.

It was a single nail to the neck. Buu?s head kicked forward, but his body fell backwards in a convulsive fit, inches away from the barrel of Retane?s nailgun. The Namek grasped Buu?s weapon, savored the feeling of rough, splintery wood in his hands, and brought the metal blade down upon Buu?s neck. The nail was split cleanly in two, a perfect, geometric tribute to a spotless assassination.

A few drops of blood spilt from where he was kicked in the face onto his victim?s body.

Almost spotless, the assassin mused.

#43 Gray Buu DEAD

21 Remain

Retane has the scythe.

Credit to this fight goes to Krillin