[Trickster-kun]

Between the blaring sirens, the sickening explosions, the crunch of debris and shrapnel, the futile yet annoying gunfire, and the massive destruction caused by the Time Cop's tremendous yet compact rage, Amrick Ukihara wasn't finding a lot of chances to think or focus-- or to counterattack properly, for that matter. The magic knight's shiny red vest, which doubles as his artifact's Barrier Jacket, was torn and ripped in so many places already, he might have as well become a homeless magic knight. The relentless assault of the Metal Man was a level of challenge Amrick had not dealt with in quite a while: being reduced and stuck to simply swing his golden space metal staff like a retard wasn't exactly a part of his general strategy. He was already finding it... quite ridiculous.

And here this superpowered chunk of metal for a man was making such blatant fun of his Lost Logia artifact, swinging mundane people as weapons, and ripping apart dimensional gates to toss them like toys at the magic knight. 'This guy-- doesn't know when to stop!' he thought as he stood, wobbly and beat, in the middle of the incoming wreckage. He wouldn't have it. Not anymore.

"Concierto! Forma de Hacha!" the silver-haired youth exclaimed, and like clockwork, the staff's revolver chamber resonated with a loud *CLA-CHAK* noise, spewing out burnt golden-black shells and replacing them with new ones. The compressed magic cartridges fueled the system with a low hum, and at once, the crescent-tipped staff violently snapped back and front, shape-shifting the whole thing into a double-bladed energy axe, crackling with coils of white energy. The blood red system core, cracked and a bit dented from the last exchange, took front and center in the swift metamorphosis-- not even a second later, Amrick swung the thing effortlessly into a vertical arc, muttering the words "Crippling Rain Rhapsody". At his command, countless tiny energy orbs popped up like a rainbow behind the axe's arc, shooting straight up to meet the falling light fragments: *Boom! Bam! Boom! Blam!* Though the orbs were no larger than lemons by comparison, their ephemeral blasts radiantly expanded to the size of basketballs-- an attack designed to distract more than doing harm, the boost of the staff's axe transformation was enough that such solid matter was reduced to harmless bits.

There wasn't even smoke being left behind the raw magics-- just mild banging noise, amplified by the enclosed space of the bay, yet mildly drowned by the still-blaring alarms around them. Using the same one motion from the high arc, Amrick swung the axe all the way forward, repeating the same spell to blast away the debris and bodies into a clear path leading straight to Metal Man. But the energy orbs never touched the opponent: they all died out a couple of feet from the steel giant, not harming him in any way. Surely he was thinking by now how much of a fool the magic knight was, missing a chance to show off power like that, but Amrick stared into the broken visor, smirking as he shouldered the crackling axe effortlessly.

"So you would kill me, a High Magic Knight? Just because *you* want amnesty?" he spoke, loud enough to be heard over the ruckus of the base and the distance between them. "Don't be so selfish. I didn't even--"

At the back of his head as he spoke, the ruby orb silently materialized the white words Unrestricted Verse in its vibrant display, followed by Accelerando Integration. The humming of the staff as a result was, of course, hidden within the background noise, but then, as Amrick paused mid-sentence, the revolver chamber began to spin with a menacing whirl, and the knight brandished the axe with both hands and leaped forward, finishing his sentence in midair: "--want to COME HERE!"

He aimed to hit the giant squarely in the middle of his helmet with the boost of his magic, which would cause a shockwave within impact, and the enhanced boost of having completely sacrificed chanted spells for physical strength for a while, but before the impact came, Amrick's expression hardened for an instant-- not because of the current situation, but rather because, in that moment, he felt the strongest, weirdest sense of deja-vu, like he had done the exact same thing before... elsewhere...