Edit OOC: After a talk with each other, Infer and I both agreed to edit our past posts to get past a misunderstanding. The corrections end with this post of mine here.
Low, down, and dirty?
For a little kid using super-strength, speed, some sort of invisible shield, with the ability to generate heat hot enough to melt metal, on a mere human, that was a lot of horseshit nerve. A psionic human, no doubt, but Akechi had already used half of his energy just sending the molten droplets back at the kid.
Except that the boy-furnace just gave Akechi another boost. As the hammer dropped from his now useless right arm, becoming nearly entirely crippled, it was only well that Akechi had tapped into the berserker underlying his basic brawling abilities, and the cauterizing nature of extreme heat, that it had actually helped him.
Probably would still need extensive surgery.
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> while the right hand, despite letting go followed suit.
And right there.
Stop.
There were a number of problems involved with letting go of a hand.
Especially if that hand carried a knife, and was also violently pressing down on the thing that had been holding it in place. Akechi had been applying force, now with the obstacle gone, his knife-hand slipped further to the inside, and straight into its goal, which was the child's collarbone. Chainmail or not, the links would probably be split apart by all of that force, and it'd go in deep.
However, due to Akechi's instincts automatically forcing him to shift to his right to avoid the incoming punch, as awkward as it was, the knife missed, instead it'd graze upon the boy's armor with a series of metallic sounds. Akechi's reflexes also saved him from the majority of the heat wave from the fist too. He could feel the blast of power as it grazed his neck, and face and his upper left shoulder. A devastating hit, barely dodged. In surprise, his knife-arm curled back as if to guard his neck.
Then he regained his senses back, attempted to forcibly pull out his right hand from the kid's grasp (no matter how tight the boy's grip was, a small hand didn't hold onto thick things very well), and he'd give him a Akechi-style one-two.
A cross with the left to the face (may also slash across the face due to the knife). And then a gut-punch with what was left of his right hand. The small remainder of psionic powers now kicked into full gear, aiding him berserker rush, cutting off pain signals and generally added as a supplement to his body's supply of adrenaline, which were rapidly being used up in the man's offensive.
He'd continue to press the offensive immediately with another knee to the gut, intent on overwhelming the boy with sheer strength and a flurry of blows.
