While inside the training room, William activated the absolute deadliest level of difficulty that was only accessible to him because of his healing factor, and the sun within the training room was blotted out by hundreds of millions of flight-capable drones with a mixed armament of laser gatling guns and rockets with abnormally potent payloads.
On the ground, a tidal wave of Flaxan juggernauts with such an exaggerated size that the ground shook like an earthquake was taking place, and before he could even realize it William was surrounded from all possible directions.
The sword in his hand shimmered with a sinister and tyrannical light, and he stood there a single mote of light in a sea of darkness.
"Dance with me, Morrigan!"
A single request, and suddenly the gem in the guard of the sword glowed a powerful orange, and the blood-colored translucent blade erupted with his signature orange flames.
WHOOSH!
CLANG!
The size of his sword had quadrupled, and when it fell to the ground, a deep burning trench was formed in its wake.
William's face erupted into matching flames, and he stepped forward, the muscles in his legs flexed to the maximum.
BOOM!
The ground cracks around his footprint as he shoots towards the nearest Flaxan Titan![1]
As if they were waiting for William to attack, the Flaxan Titans all attacked, like a swarm of locusts upon an unsuspecting harvest.
RUMBLE!
William brought his flaming sword down in the direction of the closest titan.
"ROOOOOOAAAAARRRRR!"
A roar of primal fury and unwillingness to die emanated from the throat of the Flaxan titan who stood in the blade's path and, in an attempt to save its own life, attempted to block the flaming sword.
CRUNCH... SHATTER!!!
The Flaxan titan's blade was unable to bear it and began to visually warp on the surface as the metal heated up, and the surrounding metals began to crack, and in a shower of molten metal, the flaming edge finally sank into the Flaxan titan's flesh.
SPURT... BBZZZTT!
A shower of simulated blood and sparks shot outward as the Flaxan titan fell backward and slammed into the ground, causing a small earthquake in its immediate vicinity.
SHING... SPURRRT!
William tore the flaming sword out of the monstrous Flaxan's shoulder and raised it into the air, sending a rain of Flaxan blood shooting skyward.
BOOOOM!
William brought down the tip of the Phantom Queen, Morrigan, and pierced the massive being's skull.
As he was doing this, the surrounding titans all brought down their weapons, and in a brutal show of friendly fire, the Flaxan titan was carved like a Thanksgiving turkey.
WHOOOSH!
Suddenly, a massive, bloody orange colored flame in the shape of a human hand erupted from the center of impact and grabbed a Flaxan titan by the face.
TSSSS!
The skin on the titan's face sizzled as he was suddenly pulled downward with a force that surprised it.
Before the massive alien titan could even react, however, a searing hot blade was swung upward, and the creature's vision was flipped, and suddenly it could see its own headless body before the light left its simulated eyes.
BBBRRRT!
BBRRRT!
BOOM!
BOOM!
William was suddenly swept up in a tidal wave of laser bolts and explosions filled with all kinds of ordinance not considered legal, either due to the chemicals or the particular explosive used.
Amid these explosions and bolts of laser fire, a single pillar of orange flame shot out with William at the forefront as he rose into the sky.
"HAHAHAHAHA, YEAH!" William looked like the Human Torch if he had a single spiraling horn and a badass sword as he stepped on the top of a drone and used it as leverage to perform a spin in the air and attack another from above.
William used his sword as leverage to shoot himself into the distance right before another volley of attacks slammed into the drone he was standing on top of.
The flames surrounding the sword formed a fine edge around the blade, and with a swift twist in the air, he carved his way through an approaching drone, which was split by the blade as it passed, sending a shower of sparks and parts flying everywhere.
BOOOOOOOOOM!
The two halves exploded behind him, and the miniature M.O.A.B. explosives inside erupted into an explosion that was felt in the rest of the base.
In another part of the base within Marie's bedroom, a cocoon of shadow formed around the two, preventing those outside the room from hearing what was going on inside.
PAH!
PAH!
PAH!
Conor had Marie face down and biting her pillow as he relentlessly thrust himself into her most precious area.
The force behind every thrust sent waves through her muscular but plump butt and proceeded to her thick thighs as thick mixtures of their combined fluids continued to form a small puddle under the two.
He reached over and grabbed Marie by the back of her hair, gently pulling until she was sitting in a comfortable position.
She looked back at him with a flushed face as she began wiggling her thick ass, causing his member to move inside of her.
"Oh, you think you are in charge here?" Conor smirked evilly as the shadowy cocoon around him suddenly sprouted thick rope-like tendrils and wrapped around her wrists and her legs before pulling her to the wall upside down.
Before she could respond and say something, Conor flew towards her in a pillar of shadows, and she found his cock pressing against her face while her precious area was being assaulted by his tongue.
Marie opened her mouth in surprise, but in the same movement, she began licking his shaft with her tongue, cleaning their mixed juices off his member.
PAH!
Conor smacked her plump ass lightly causing her to begin moving around in protest but no matter what she did she could not escape the ropes wrapping around her arms and legs.
"MMMFF!" She moaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain as she began bobbing up and down on Conor, who was now struggling to maintain a rhythm as immeasurable pleasure was assaulting his lower nerves.
Marie felt a sense of accomplishment as she could feel his member twitching inside of her mouth, and she looked up with eyes that tacitly said, "I won, loser!" as she began spinning her tongue around his tip.
"Oh shit!" Conor was uncontrollably bucking his hips to the point that Marie was feeling him reach the back of her throat before he released a hot stream of seeds directly into her stomach.
"GGGLLL!" Marie nearly choked as she struggled to swallow the seeds, causing her face to flush red and a stream of tears to appear in her eyes.
POP!
An audible pop emanated within the cocoon as she released his member, and Marie struggled to catch her breath before looking up at Conor with a pouting expression.
"Did you have to nearly choke me?" she asked as she was allowed to move her arms and legs and began crawling over the bed seductively, and before Conor could react, she rushed at him with a burst of speed worthy of a Viltrumite in heat and mounted him as he slammed against the inside of the shadowy cocoon.
Conor was on his back as Marie continued to grind back and forth, the cock threatened to pass directly into her womb.
WHOOOOOSH!
At some point, she began to use her powers to move quicker and quicker until Marie became a blur of pure orgasmic pleasure on top of Conor, who had a cross-eyed expression on his face as he struggled valiantly to resist the urge to paint her walls with his colors.
"FUCK IT!"
Conor gripped both sides of Marie's hips and thrust his throbbing and swollen member as deep as possible.
"AAAAHHHHHH!"
Both of them screamed in pleasure as Marie's womb was pumped to overflow with his seeds, and a line of drool fell down her face and onto the bed, mixing with the juices already present.
At the same time, Conor lost control of his shadows, and the cocoon dissolved around them, revealing a room that looked like the inside of a mad god's dream.
The walls were distorted and shattered like glass in several places, while the floor near the bed remained mostly intact due to the protective cocoon. However, nearly everything else in the vicinity was utterly demolished.
Marie was still lost in dreamland as she lay down with her face in the pillow, as she was still wallowing in the warmth she felt inside of her.
Conor looked around and found a dry blanket Marie had set aside before wrapping the young woman's naked body, and stood up.
WHOOSH!
Shadows coiled around him, starting from his feet and rising swiftly, transforming into dark clothing that seemed to absorb all surrounding light. The transformation completed, and Conor stepped into the hallway, just as a sudden tremor shook the ground beneath him.
"Are we under attack?" he murmured, his voice tinged with concern. A nearby agent paused mid-step, turning toward him with a casual demeanor.
"No, that's just William going all out in the training room's maximum setting. You know we designed that thing for Omniman, right?" Conor gave a curt nod, absorbing the information, and the agent continued with a smirk.
"Well, we could never build anything that truly matched his power level, but we gave it our best shot. Anyway, it's that way if you want to join the others and watch the show!"
The man pointed to the left, and Conor thanked the man before heading in that direction.
A minute passed before he reached the observation room, and what he saw on the screens not only excited him but caused him to nearly lose control of his shadows, and the one directly under him began to visually distort in his excitement.
Conor could not help himself anymore; he had to fight this man, he had to test his strength against the monster he had met before.
"It is without question that he has grown stronger, but so have I!" He muttered to himself before storming out, which caused the agents watching the screens to look at him with confusion.
Suddenly, Conor appeared on one of the screens just outside of the training room, and suddenly his shadows erupted around him like a cloud and blocking their view until suddenly the cloud converged on Conor and formed a set of dark leather plate armor that protected him and allowed for quick movement.
The image for the armor Conor conjured in his mind and brought to reality was inspired by the myth of the dark knight, with some added flair for additional dread as thick clouds of shadows seeped between the crevices in the armor on his back, forming into the shape of a cape.
"Perfect, it looks good and it's untouchable!" He waved his hand through for good measure and was pleased when his hand passed through the cape like a fine mist.
Feeling content with his creation, he opened the door, unaware that the people watching from the room he was in were all on the floor in shock, and some were unable to close their mouths.
As William swung his sword horizontally and nearly cut through a Flaxan titan, the millions of remaining drones suddenly vanished along with it, leaving William confused.
Suddenly, William senses the approach of someone from the ground and looks down with his blazing orange eyes.
"Oh?" William exclaimed upon seeing the knightly figure standing before him.
Conor, who was on the ground, raised his hand, and the shadows around him seemed to come to life and turn to liquid before forming the shape of a longsword in his hand that, in the end, looked similar to the god slayer blade from Marvel with an aura of shadows surrounding it in a way that mirrored the sword in Williams own hand.
A pause ensued as the two warriors continued to lock eyes, and the people watching all seemed to hold their breaths as they waited for the action to begin.
William's flaming face seemed to split off, half turning back into normal as he lowered himself to the ground across from Conor in a show of mutual respect and Conor did the same thing with his shadowy helmet, allowing the two warriors to lock eyes temporarily before their armor reformed and the two lunged at each other.
BOOOOM
Blades of fire and shadows met in the center, causing the ground around the two warriors to crater from the force alone, and a wall of the opposing element appeared behind their respective users before slamming into each other.
Orange flames and dark purple and grey shadows intermingled, and all the outside viewers could see were two silhouettes fighting inside, their blades continuously clashing at greater and greater intensity.
But everyone knew the fight was just getting started.
[1] Calling the ones exaggeratedly large Titans rather than Juggernauts.