The rocks continue to tumble down the waterfall they had created from their battle. What was once a beautiful valley of prospering land and life, had become a barren wasteland, bleeding the water that is Earth’s blood. The ground around them had been completely destroyed by their constant war over this entire day. He rocks back and forth, barely standing on his own two feet. His mouth is covered in his own blood, his eyes almost glazed over. His body is also riddled with battle scars and gashes. He stands tall as his robes are cut, almost in half, barely even hanging together. His long black hair flows past his shoulders, he can hardly keep himself up on a knee. His forehead drips of a bright crimson bloods, his chest slowly breathing heavily up and down. He is wearing black Goliath Utility pants with no shirt, having lost it in the fight. ( ) As the Earth bleeds from the destruction caused by the two Hybrid Super Soldiers, Duke rests on one knee with his body riddles in cuts and bruises. A story of compelling life stories and change in human nature. A story of an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object.
( ) In the long hours of the night, the former Mississippi landscape has become scarred constant battle from two opposing forces.
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