Azmot looked up at Leo, his fist still pumping with telepathic power. Azmot really had only a sense of why he had wanted to fight Leo, but he didn't want to voice it just yet. Azmot's web of people wasn't complete, and he still wasn't sure why he was making it. Information is key. That was what Azmot told himself. There were many key people he had to talk to before Azmot could make his move, and thats what he decided to tell Leo. "You are a key, a key to the information I need. I need to know more about something, and by drawing out your passion it allows me to tap farther into your memories. Honestly, I think the actual key is Elliot, whoever that is." Azmot raised his hand again, changing the scene to the dawn of the Pond. He then Looked at Leo, waiting for attack.


OOC: The scenery is now Dawn at the Pond, but it's only scenery, not actual place.

Leo didn't quite understand what Azmot meant. A key to the information? What kind of information would that be? But Leo did manage to sense that deep inside, there was a question that Azmot wanted an answer to. I wonder if he's similar to me. I have always been unsure of myself, of my own existence. There's a big question mark embedded in my life and I want it removed. What am I exactly?
Leo snapped out of his train of thoughts and focused his eyes on Azmot. If this is what Azmot wants to do then... Leo summoned a jet black sword. He had watched many of Elliot's sword fights ... and maybe now is the time to put this into practice. Normally I wouldn't be able to do anything close to this but now I'm in my mind. If I could stay focused, I will be able to pull this off. And this time, I won't back down anymore
HAAAAAAAA..... Leo charged towards Azmot. En garde.

Azmot covered his hands in a layer of his "Mind Power", giving them some added strength and durability. He then flew up to Leo, avoiding all but a scrape to the chest. The gash was long but not very deep, so Azmot would (should) be fine. Azmot pulled back a fist and aimed for Leo's chest, hoping to hit something moderate. "Leo, SHOW ME YOUR POWER" Azmot exclaimed, his voice sounding like a scream but only a loud statement. Azmot had a voice that was just at a larger limit than others, making him an ideal preacher.

Instead of swinging the sword around blindly like when he was fighting the lion, this time Leo tried to focus his mind and remember all the sword fights he had seen. All those skilful movements, Leo tried to etch them into his mind and follow those images as closely as he could. However, real combats were not that simple. Leo managed to imitate the moves but his senses couldn't keep up with Azmot's movements. The difference in skills was just too great. He only managed to scrape Azmot a little bit.

Tch. "Leo, SHOW ME YOUR POWER" Leo sweated. That sounds a bit weird, considering that it's addressed to me while I don't really have any power to show.

Leo sprung forwards for the next attack, only to see Azmot's fist flying straight towards his chest. Shoot, I'm in mid-air! And with this momentum I won't be able to stop on time. Leo tried to block the attack with his sword but the power behind that fist was just too intense. GAHH!! Leo was knocked back to the ground, his sword shattered into pieces. Something tasted funny in his mouth. Blood.

Leo stood back up again and quickly reconstructed the sword while blood started dripping from the corner of his mouth. Ugh, the damage is more severe than I expected but I've gotten used to his speed so this time, I won't go down as easily.

Leo ran towards Azmot again but this time, right before he came in contact with Azmot, Leo pivoted around his left foot to change his course and instead attacked Azmot from a different angle, hoping to catch Azmot off guard.

"Oh, no you-" Azmot was cut off by Leo's quick shift, getting a deep, sore gash on his upper left arm. "Finally, lets get busy!" Azmot said, starting to float in mid-air. He shot 10 feet backwards, away from Leo. All to avoid another surprise attack. Leo had a screaming passion and Azmot could feel the memories start to unlock, more about this world he lived in. A second bubble-star appeared, signifying that his powers were back on. He popped it, and was fed more of Leo's life and personality. "Leo...it's time that I stop the meaningless fighting." Azmot said, holding up his hands.

"Leo, truth be told, I needed to find out about suitable people for me...me...to contract with. I only just realized this when I absorbed some of your memories, as it unlocked some feelings I've hid for a while. Fear, abandonment...most of all, loneliness." Azmot cleared his throat, choking up a bit. "I don't know why, and I don't know how, but I believe I was meant to meet you, to fight you. I believe, in all of the truth in my body, we were meant to work together, to Contract. In fact, I implore you, please, accept me as your Contractee!" Azmot said, overwhelmed by his own emotions, ones that he shut down many years ago. He was always happy, angry, or confused. But without sadness to balance it out, he would always be doomed to a mix of false emotions. "Leo, if you don't do this for me, or for you, do this to protect the ones you care for, for him. Say his name."


OOC: What do you say, Leo?