Eradicator slowly rolled toward Miguel, proceeding to slap an Eradication Beam at Miguel. He effectively slaps it away. Miguel pants, tiresomly, dodging and blocking each of his blasts. However, each time he slapped each blast away, the skin on his forearms blistered.
Eradicator continues to move forward. Miguel teleports behind him, but at light speed, the tank turns and blasts him right at his face, which Miguel blocks and backs away from, his forearms now tremendously bleeding.
Eradicator keeps on blasting as Miguel tries hiding behind debris. He sits on his back, tiresomely, bleeding.
Myrmex proceeds to land in front of several Aswang civilians. "GUYS!!! FOLLOW ME!!! THERE'S AN EVACUATION SHIP LANDED NEARBY!!!"
Some of them she notices have covered their ears.
She sighs. "Guys, come on... It's better if you run now then suffer a brutal death."
One Aswang speaks up. "We can fight.. We can fight... We can... We can-..."
"I know. But not today. Okay?" Myrmex asked, smiling, as the Aswang nods. "C'MON!!! MOVE IT PEOPLE!!!"
Miguel crashes into a bus that flips over and burns his skin. Miguel enters Diwata State than Wrathful Faith, but Eradicator just blasts him twice and disables both forms.
Miguel vomits blood upon the impact of the next blast.
Miguel, on the ground, just bleeds.
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"What are you gonna do? HUH!!? Asspull? Workaround? How about a-a-a-a-a-a Deus Ex Machina? No Reapers. No Prometheuses, No Beatles to help you this time. Just a young autistic boy-boy-boy... Looking for family... Poor... sweet boy... I'll show you mercy... By eradication..."
Miguel covers his ears and rocks forward and backward, slapping his face over and over while crying.
"Poor Aswang boy... Trying to make sense of this rigid world... The only way for it to make sense... is aligning it with what you are..."
Eradicator blasted again as Miguel stumbles away.
Miguel cries, howling a blood-curdling scream.
"In the end... you're just an enhanced Aswang... No different from other Aswangs... And trust me... I killed plenty of your kind kind kind kind... Honk honk..."
Miguel notices something... a pattern on his blasts... He began to count. "One two three four five... Tong tong tong paki-..."
Eradicator blasts at him.
"Every 'Tong tong ton paki'... He shoots... There's a charge time-..."
Eradicator blasts at him again
"Tong tong... PAKI!!!" Miguel teleports away and begins walking forward to Eradicator. "TONG TONG PAKI!!"
Eradicartor blasts again, but Miguel is already behind him, proceeding to tear the metal skin out of Eradicator's body. "STOP THAT!!! STOP-!!!"
"Tong tong paki-..." Miguel teleports away again.
Eradicator's tank body is torn off, revealing... something visceral.... A body... rewired... fully into the machine... turned into something else... something physically different from other people. "My pattern... My charge pattern. I don't... fully... use all my charge at once..." spoke the zombified skeletal piece of meat left in the tank. "How did you find the pattern?"
Miguel ticks his wings. "Because I'm different. I found the pattern of your blasts through a song... Your tank thing ticks just like the song 'Tong Tong'... About a crab caught and deshelled by a fisherman..." he smirked.
"I don't understand..."
"No one ever will... and that's okay... Because I'm happy... That I got to stop people like you..."
"I just... wanted to be a hero..." The creature puked bloo. "Kill me... I'm in pain... Kill me..."
"No," said Miguel.
Eradicator grabs his blaster from his tank and-...
BANG!!!
Gray matter splattered all over Miguel's face. And it was gray and decaying. No blood. Just some dry oily fluids.