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Chaos

“Of course there is no escape…..” I said, pulling out the handles of my energy swords. “There is only victory!”

In a flash of light, I split the air as two phosphorescently gray blades of concrete-meltingly hot plasma emerged from the hilts of my swords. Almost ready to attack, I reached into my coat and pulled out a vile of murky gray liquid that I loved to use especially with my swords. I injected the drug and the first stage took effect immediately.

Feeling a new high, I flew at my enemy, slicing both of their heads in a flurry of heat.

I whipped around and flew the other way, the second stage took effect. My skin caught on fire. I felt nothing, only the super-enhanced energy and power I always got, nothing else.

I left the tunnel seething behind me as I reached a wider space in the parking garage and I turned the parked vehicles into ashes as I unleashed the powers of my contained supernova.

“I do believe you dropped this vial, Mr. Mortimer.” A voice calmly boomed over the choas.

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