Chapter 59: Ass Whooped

Chapter 59: Ass Whooped

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The dust settled slowly, over Hector and his foe at the same time. Everything became clear to both. Not caring for anything, he started walking to her. "I did nothing that calls for this treatment. While you were sitting in Kamar Taj and sipping tea, I was feeding soup to poor malnourished children in concentration camps, some died right in my arms. When you were peeping at me, I was fighting for the free world, and you come here, tell me I am an 'Anomaly?' The only anomaly I see here is you, sorceress."

"I am not responsible for the mess that people make, my only responsibility is towards the protection of Earth from mystical threats, and you brought one directly in here that is wracking havoc in Tokyo as we speak," she talked back loudly.

Hector's eyes twitched, "Did you even see what that thing is? That's the spirit of Vengeance, one of the benevolent beings, and he is under my control,"

"Then that makes you an interdimensional threat," she responded, activating her sorcery rune circle.

~She's not wrong actually, I do come from another higher dimension,~ he thought, but that didn't matter right now. All he saw here was a power tripping sorcerer. nove(l)bi(n.)com

"So we're going to fight? Let's get on with it, I've got a World War to end," he proceeded towards her, making long leaps with each step.

She flew in the air and moved towards him. Both her hands had rune circles at this point. She was going to fight close combat, it seemed. A whole foot shorter and much thinner, she looked like a twig in front of the absolute unit of muscle that was Hector.

She tried to take the first shot by thrusting her fist at his face. Hector dodged it by sidestepping and jabbing at her ribs. *BAM* A loud punch resounded as the contact was made. It was clear that Hector was more experienced. He was the bloody Hell's Inquisitor, for god's sake. He used to brawl with Beelzebub every weekend in Hell's MMA Championship.

The woman was thrown in the air by his punch and let out an audible groan in pain, her mouth widened as her lungs exhaled.

He had no chill, not giving her any more time, he sent an uppercut while she was imbalanced. *BOOM* A nice contact was made, her jaw absorbed the momentum and she was thrown dozens of metres in the air. But he quickly realised his mistake, since she was hovering in the air, the punch didn't have much effect on her.

Taking a lesson, she stayed in the air, looking down, "You are not a simple super soldier, you were already this much power, weren't you?"

He scoffed in dissatisfaction, flying was cheating, "I don't know what you are talking about, Ancient One, I am but an ordinary politician,"

She didn't buy it, nobody would, "You say you are normal, yet you know me without ever meeting,"

~Ah, curse my mouth.~ he sighed in displeasure, "What do you want?"

"You out of this dimension. Out of all the things, I can not see your past or future. And because of you, now half of the world is beyond my vision." she said, not coming down.

"So what? You were never supposed to use Infinity Stone to see the past or future. Doing that has made you an addict, it's your drug, I cured your addiction and now you're having withdrawal symptoms. Forget about that power and save reality in real-time," he advised her, but of course, she would not take it.

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Hector lacked words to address this situation, he could only shake his head, "Son, you're one mad lad. Now, let her go, she can hurt you in more than one wa... Ah! there you go, into the mirror dimension."

Ancient One locked Logan away for being too much of a nuisance, she could not heal herself while distracted. But it was her delusion that Hector would allow her that opportunity, "THIS ENDS!"

He pounced at her, grabbed her neck with a firm grip, slammed her to the ground and then. *BAM* Punched her once on her face, *BAM* he did it again.

"You should never attack people without understanding them," *BAM* "If you had come in peace, I would have told you everything," *BAM* "You are nothing but a spoiled brat, having been too strong for too long without facing any challenge. *BAM* "This is reality, you are also just a small step in the food chain, so always be humble."

With his constant punches to her face, she bled, got bruised. She tried to get away from his grip, but no amount of sorcery could get him off. She wondered why it was so ineffective on him, why he wasn't even reacting to it. She tried to kick her legs, but only met a merciless barrage of punches. She had never in her life suffered such a humiliating defeat.

"Shrugging everything in the name of the greater good makes you the last person who should be giving me a lecture. Not me, you are the one who draws her powers from the dark dimension, foolish woman." He paused for a second there, his fist pulled back, aiming at her face. Ancient One closed her eye in expectation, but this time it didn't hurt, instead, Hector put his palm on her forehead.

Going against what she thought, that today is her end, he let her go and walked back. He stood a few metres away from her, watching as she struggled to get up. She did not look okay at all. Yet, she took a fighting stance, reigniting the rune circles.

Hector chuckled, "I honour your determination,"

She silently stared at his proud face, confused why he let her go. She was still confused about what this man even was, knowing so much about her, it was as if... while she could not see anything related to him, he saw everything related to her.

*SNAP*

She noticed her rune circles flickering like a light bulb under low voltage. This shocked her. At that very instant, she realised something more. Her hand automatically went to her forehead, trying to touch something.

She didn't feel it, the dark mark. She took a glance at Hector again, who grinned this time. Her mind felt much free at this instant as if a constant pressure was gone, she didn't have to fight the dark desires looming to grow in her mind. She felt weaker, but also fresher. The dark presence that kept talking to her conscious, calling her towards itself, enticing supreme power, it was all gone.

She had let herself be tormented in return for these powers for centuries, she had given her all to keep herself sane. After centuries, she was feeling her powers drain again, yet she had no words to complain. It was now less taxing on her body, almost relaxing.

Her eyes twitched, ignoring the pain, she asked, "W-why? How? Who are you?"

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