Red Sand Bandits

Hayden had to use the momentary distraction they had provided to quickly dash over to them sprinting as he swung his sword catching one of them in the hand severing their hand from wrist. That effectively put them out of the fight as they fell down screaming in pain as some people gasped covering the childern eyes, yet some of the older prisoners cheered. Apperantly they where enjoying the pain being given to such tyrants something which spurned him on as he side stepped a blade being swung at his head pushing upwards tucking his head in as he smashed his head into one of their face crushing their nose. He didn't stop however as he kept pushing onward wrapping a arm around them as he yelled crashing in and through a stone wall into another room which looked to be a barracks of sorts.

As Hayden stepped back he had effectly taken two more out of the battle leaving him to deal with two left to fight. They yelled as they charged swinging their blades wildly at him trying to get any type of slash and surpisingly they did nicking his arm but that would allow the minor poison to flow inside of him beginning to wreck his body. It was a weak poison that his body could fight off but he would have to be on the defense as he blocked blade strikes as his head began to pound with pain. Ugh what had they put in him?

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Hayden head was pounding from whatever was within his body but he was beginning to push past it as his focus was returning slowly, he used this time to weave to the left dodging one more blade strike. His hand shot out gripping their face as he jerked his body to the right bringing the poor man's head into his ally; causing them to yelling pain as they fell down daze. Hayden took this time to send a foot into one of their chins knocking him clean out and before the other one could react he stuck his sword straight into their chest their eyes widening. Just like that he had ended one of the bandits and another bloody kill added to the long forgotten death.

Hayden lifted his hand to his head taking a deep breath as his body began to fight off the natural properties of the poison; his body refusing to give in to such a pitiful death. The headache was fading as he stumbled to the cells beginning to try to release all the villagers as he explained that he had cleared the time for them to head home. As he became to open the cells slowly but surely he felt a hand on his shoulder which was one of the older man looking to talk to him.

"Thank you for the help, swordsman. This is all our people but the bastard who captured us is much deeper within this." He explained which got a nod from Hayden. "I plan to bring him in alive.. for trial." He grunted to which the man handed him some white liquid. "This is a anti-venom to their poison drink and go." Hayden nodded with a sigh before downing the liquid and going deeper into the lair. It was getting close to the final confrontation.

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As Hayden descended deeper into the lair he knew by now that the civilians where now out of the closed underground tunnels. This would allow Hayden to take all the restrictions off as he entered into what appeared to be a low ceiling room that was very open; yet it felt strange and he soon knew why. From behind what looked like jars, stone blocks, and pillars was men that had just started firing upon him causing him to dive to cover which made hims curse. They where laying shots upon shots at him as he remained scrunched up behind the stone something that was his only cover as they began to let their volley echo throughout the caverns.

This seemed to be the final line that kept him from his prize, the tyrant he was going to claim in the name of justice and vengeance. But if he couldn't think of a way to get pass the gun fire he would surely fail that task; so he racked his brain for some type of way to get pass all this. He let out a sigh as he ducked his head nearly getting taken off by a bullet as he suddenly got a idea. A grin spread on his face as he only had one chance- one opportunity to potentially get out of this and get the drop of them. It was time to take a big risk. Hayden lifted his hand pressing it into the pillar taking one last deep breath... and he flooded it with energy to cause a violent explosion.

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The energy flooded into the pillar causing a massive outward explosion which forced the men to have to go into cover; this was the chance Hayden needed. Hayden pushed through the smoke activating his rising Heaven causing him to speed off as magical energy exploded from his feet propelling him towards the enemy. They didn't even see it coming as his sword cleanly sliced one of the ten men head off from his shoulder as smoke filled the room from the debry. This allowed Hayden to operate in the dust and with that came a very special way to take each of them out; there was yells as they tried to regroup. Hayden could not allow this.

He moved swiftly his sword glinting slightly as the only indication he was coming as he severed the man's gun in half. He brought his elbow out smashing directly into the poor mans's nose breaking it as blood shot out in a very violent stream of blood. Hayden however was not done for he stepped forward bringing his free hand up and smashing it into their chin in a punch so hard it cleared the dust around them for a moment as the man fell to the ground knocked out cold. However, Hayden was already retreating into the smoke looking for his next victim to take out before the smoke cleared. Just as he was doing so he saw two had huddled up together causing a smile to play over his features as he dash to them through the smoke his free hand extending as he jumped up to slam his hand into the ground.

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Hayden hand slammed into the ground quickly as he released a massive amount of energy into it as his destructiable V spell activated causing a explosion at the two of their feet sending them crashing backwards as suddenly the smoke cleared around him. But before they could get their weapons trained on him he was already in the smoke as the two gunners try to focus their guns on him, scrambling to shoot at his as he hit a hard left. Their fear was keeping them from being able to train their weapons on him as he appeared on their left his massive sword dropping down on their weapons cutting them in half quickly. He was pretty sure he smelt shit at that point.

The dust was clearing but the two gunners where trying to throw punches at him as they where not planning to go without a fight which was admirable. Yet Hayden free hand came up upper cuting one as he lifted his knee bring it into the other guy gut. He let out a yell as he dropped his sword straight on the neck of the guy he just knee'd and for the guy he upper cutted he gripped his neck with his hand lifting him from the ground as he stepped forward before turning around sending him at the cloud- he was promptly shot up by his allies who mistook them for Hayden. In their confusion Hayden was already running through the cloud his blade lifted. How could one man fight like such a demon?

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Hayden mind was somewhere else briefly as he gave into the rage as he jumped through the smoke, he came here with the idea to end these tyrants and he was doing just that. But how far was he willing to give into the battle lust, how far was he going to go to make sure justice was brought? Was he going to be the hand of death that laid waste to them or would he be there hero that rises above all else? Could he truly stop himself from killing the boss once he found him or would he end up another tally on the path he was on. Theses minions now understood the man they was fighting was not a normal man, he had systematically sliced through their defenses and freed their hostages; he was a arch angel of death coming for them. They all made silent prayers to their gods and lords; no one would be walking away from this.

As Hayden burst through the dust his sword swung for the nearest man easily slicing their hands off placing them out of the battle as he looked to the other men ducking low as he swung his blade in a wide arc slicing through each gun as if they where butter causing the men to drop their guns. Yet.. Hayden sheathed his sword as he lifted his fist up. He may be a angel of death in this war zone but he would offer them a chance to survive; something they would take full advantage of as they rushed him. His arm came up blocking a blow intended for the side of his head as he gave him a cross right and a boot to the chest; this was far more thrilling than to easily slice through the men.

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Hayden and the three men fought with tenacity that was admirable at this point trading blows between each other but Hayden had the upper hand. He was quicker and stronger than all of them allowing him to block strike after strike and deliver his own. One of the men tried to grab him from behind which they succeeded but this caused Hayden to push back using his feet to kick a man that was running at him as he fell on the ground tossing the man that grabbed him over his shoulder. He was getting bruised up from all this but it wasn't the worse beaten he had taken in awhile but so far he was holding his own against all of them.

Hayden went on the offensive however as he kept moving forward dodging a punch aimed for his head as he brought his knee up knocking the wind out of him then throwing him to the ground. He quickly sent another foot into his chin knocking him out as he looked to the last two who was getting up as they looked at each other. They began to inch towards him trying to surround him slowly as he gave a grin. It was time to rock and roll as they converged on the man only armed with his fist and wits. Hayden hands came up blocking a few hits but they actually managed to tag him in the stomach as he grunted gripping one of their arms pulling him to him as he head butted him then threw him over his shoulder. With a quick strike to his neck he swiftly ended that enemy as this left just him and the final dude- who was furious he just paralyzed his friend.

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Hayden and the man eye'd each other down as they circled each other, both bloodied and bruised from this whole encounter. Yet Hayden still had to press on to find the boss as they eye'd each other circling with deadly intent. Hayden was ready to end this but with each step he was finding himself more tired as he breathed heavily trying to regain mana along with trying to regain his breath. Finally they both took a step intending to do some damage to each other- Hayden ducking under the fist letting out a roar as he sent his fist into their side. He yelled as he felt the cracking of the man's ribs.

He dipped backwards crouching low slightly as he let loose his energy from his feet beginning to dash upwards as he activated his Signature spell; rising heaven down to earth. His fist slamming into the man's chin as the both propelled each other in the air with a yell as they floated their for a moment from the sheer force, he gripped both his hands together before slamming it downwards on the man's head forcing him to the ground beneath him causing a indenture and crack. Hayden dropped to the ground landing on all fours with a sigh breathing heavily as the bandit now laid knocked out. This concluded fighting all the enemies within the fort leaving only one man he had to find now...

Standing up Hayden began his death march deeper into the fort to find his enemy; the man who he would be exterminating and bringing to justice. Even if he wasn't going to be the person sending him to hell he would make sure he remembered his name.

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As Hayden traveled deeper into the lair he felt the quiver of the building from all the damage he had caused to it; this place wouldn't be able to stay up much longer. Truthfully, he knew that the fight with the leader of this place might bring the whole place down before he could get out but at the very least he had one more trick up his sleeve. Should things get to pressing he could always forcefully make a exit out from the ceiling; hopefully there wasn't to much sand above him. Yet as he turned into a another hallway it seemed to just keep getting darker.

His thoughts wondered to that of his team mates, perhaps it was time to stop going on these solo crusades across the world. Yet he couldn't quite change his need to put down tyrants or even to get his name out into the wind of the world. He had to become known and a legend in that regard- it wasn't so simple that his intentions to do good where for a broad since of justice but more of a personal reason. Then again, he had assembled a small team of like minded individuals that looked to him for guidance- he couldn't lead them astray. So this would be the last time he gave into the darkness. At least unless he had too. But this would not stop him from taking on jobs alone occasionally as sometimes he simply need to do his own thing; he was to be legendary one day.

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He began to hear noises up ahead something akin to the sound of a bird squawking, this was perhaps the bird that he saw was also a pet to this terrible warlord. Hayden let a smile spread over his features as he neared the exit to the next area; the final area. To be fair the more he walked the more he felt like this whole ordeal was trying out; why couldn't how gutless enemy come to find instead of vice verse? He had systemically gone through and single handedly gone through this whole damn compound to defeat him and he hadn't even bothered to reveal himself yet. Quite rude to be percise; yet each step Hayden took made him even more tired.

As he walked his blade dragged on the ground creating a loud scratching noise as he traveled throughout the Halls. He had a feeling something might be happening soon causing him to let a hum out from his throat. This whole thing was going to be a spectacular battle of strength and wit. So much so he simply couldn't wait to get into the fray and show this bastard just how much work he had put into tracking him and capturing him; lets just say he had gone through giants, soldiers, and a shit ton of bandits to get to him. This needed to end quickly to say the least. As he neared the doorway he began to see a light; he was no hero at these small moments before a battle simply another soldier ready to end a war that was dragging on.

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Hayden wasn't scared, he didn't feel fear in these small moments before battle in fact he felt a small shiver running down his spine as he let a smile play on his face. He was going to stand above this enemy as a obelisk to all the failures this tyrant had committed; each life they had taken Hayden would be the angel to reap all he had sowed within the earth. This lair was simply another another hell that he had to deal with and another person that needed to be killed to prevent the loss of more lives- yet maybe in his heart sometimes he wished that this didn't have to end in death. He wanted to believe that all humans where capable of redemption but for that to be true that meant he needed to accept that all actions where redeemable... and he didn't believe that.

"Another day another dollar." Hayden muttered as he stopped just before the door looking inside seeing a room that was empty for the most part. Whoever, in all his years he knew a empty room was never a good sign of combat it meant a trap was waiting for Him and with that came hesitation to move on. But none the less he stepped inside of the room boldly, challengingly, to see what lay for him but for the most part it remained quiet and unwavering for the most part. Nothing was said nor did he see anyone yet but he knew something was in this room waiting for him to slip up or let his guard done.. but he wouldn't.

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"Show yourself."

This was all Hayden spoke as he looked around the open room covered with flecks of sand and stone pillars that held it up. He knew that somewhere within this large room was his target; it was almost like he could smell the threat nearby. The tension in the room was a thick enough to be cut by a rusty razor had he been carrying one at this moment, but instead he held a sword that was currently in his hands. The very sword that had cut through most of this base defenses till it gotten to this room; the final battle. This would be the battle that ends this whole mess and he was eager a grin spreading on the features of the swordsman.

"Show yourself! Let's end this here and now! Are you afraid? Do you fear the reaper? For I have come!" He explained jutting his body out slightly as he walked forward his arms outstretched as the challenge was initiated. He heard a maniacal laughter from well.. everywhere. This was the benefit that two mad men had when all the restrictions of society was thrown off- Hayden was no hero to follow but he would make sure every villian and mad men hiding in the darkness would burn when he places the spotlight upon them. For this would be his legend; he would bring a storm of vengeance. A storm that thundered so loud and far that when people heard it they could only know it was one man: The Storm Bringer had arrived looking for blood.

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These words echoed throughout the small chamber as Hayden let a smile come over his features for his enemy finally revealed himself. The man stepped from behind a pillar as he revealed himself in a set of red magical armor Hayden could feel the properties of that it would provide the user some protection. His hair was a mess as sweat poured from the top of his forehead having beady brown eyes so dark they looked almost black; his height just being a inch or so taller than Hayden. He seemed to crack his fingers slightly as he looked to Hayden with a devious intent his eyes wild as they looked to Hayden.

So this was the mage that had caused so much ruckus in these lands that they needed to place a international job on him to bring him down and save the civilians. Hayden gave a slight smirk as he readied his sword thinking to how he would take out this low class wizard who thought they had the right to enslave and steal people away from their families. It was so strange to see such madness in front of him that must have taken years to end up where he was; staring down a halberd of justice that wanted him to fold for defeat. None the less Hayden didn't even bother with words as he launched off with a dash to them initiating the battle between the fierce titans.

Hayden saw the dire falcon launch off it's master shoulder squeaking loudly as it flew towards Hayden with murderous intent; Hayden surpior reflexes however allowed him to dodge shifting his blade a bit to cut into the wing of the bird to throw its flying off balance. Hayden's resolve was un-wavering as he charged the sound mage who let a sick grin on their face as they clapped their hands together causing a sonic boom that was so loud Hayden ears began to bleed; he had to shut it up so with that he used his Rising Heaven Down to Earth attack. A explosion came from under his feet as he flew at the mage his left hand coming up with enough force to actually make the guy fly up into the air and backwards. Hayden managed to stop his assault as he gripped his head; that attack was a bit much he had to admit.

However, the sound mage was caught by his falcon who set him down softly as it came back to it's master bleeding from the wound Hayden had inflicted. But just as they where landing Hayden was jumping at them slamming his hand into the ground activating his Destructible V2 spell causing a massive explosion where the point of contact blowing back both the bird and the man damaging both of them. Hayden was not finished however as he lept at the bird swing his sword rapidly charging his BANG sword attack landing a solid blow on the wing as a mini explosion sounded breaking the wing causing it to fall to the ground in pain. Hayden didn't even bother to look at it as he lifted his foot up stomping on the bird swiftly ending it's miserable life.

The man had gotten up pissed off by now as he quickly reached into his chest piece removing three knives he quickly threw at Hayden, the wizard aiming for his chest. Hayden however was able to react dodging to the right lifting his sword to smack the blades out of the air as he rushed him tackling him as they ran through a pillar causing another tremor within he building indicating it's weakening structure. The leader of the Red bandits was dazed as he laid on the ground, Hayden dropping on top of him yelling as he began to beat him over the head with his fist till the man fell limp indicating he had passed out from the beating. Hayden however struggle was not done as he picked up his sword sheathing it within it's sheathe; beginning to pick up the unconcious man as he looked to see the ceiling slowly breaking apart making a hole to the sky. The entrance he had came through was broken so there was only one way out- up.

Hayden dug his feet into the ground twisting his feet as a explosion happened under them as he literally used Rising Heaven to fly upwards at full speed to the heaven like a rocketship. He landed in the sand as the sand began to sink into the now broken underground lair to the people surprise he had survived and brought the criminal which they prompted began to strip of his armor and weapons tying him up. They helped Hayden to his feet thanking him profusely as he simply muttered:

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A few hours later and some rest Hayden was at the makeshift camp of the people who he had saved; they had imprisoned the leader of the bandits and he was schedule for trial due to all the crimes he had commited. Meanwhile they took care of Hayden allowing him full rest as they informed him he would be getting the bonus due to bringing the bandit back alive. A day or so later he was paid and on his way back to his home: Infinity Hydra. Home.

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