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Matches - Horror vs Dust

Once Horror opened his eyes, he saw that he was in that same corner that he went to beforehand, looking behind him slowly to see that Error was coming towards him, telling him that it was his turn to fight. This confused him, as he sat up into a sitting position, rubbing his eyes softly with slight stretch. Error telling him once again that it was his turn to fight, pointing to Dust that was in the middle of the room.
Horror looked towards him, his head suddenly pounding in heavy pain, but ignoring it with a slight flinched, getting up with a groan. He looked behind Dust while walking to the center of the room as well, seeing that Killer was laying on the floor in front of the doors, being bloody, cracked and bruised. He also saw that his wounds were starting to heal, Horror giving a worried but also disgusted feeling, remembering what Killer did to him when they fought. 

Other then that, once he was in the middle of the big room, he looked directly at Dust, seeing his own eyes on him the moment he looked towards him. His axe was now in his hand, as he twirled it around in his hand- noticing that Dust had his hand on his arm, his head tilted softly, wondering why this was. Dust on the other hand, he was looking at Goth with a very cold expression, being blank and out of place, almost is if he wasn't there- he was there, but he wasn't..you know..'There'. 

Horror got the message, looking down, a feeling of..something being stuck in his chest This feeling growing more and more ever 10 seconds. Literally. Enough to make him-

- "FIGHT!!!" -

In that moment, Horror dashed towards Dust, his axe in both hands as he was ready to strike directly to his chest, but the moment he swung, Dust stopped his swing with his still hurting arm. He had grabbed Horror by his hands, the tip of the axe being a few centimeters- his eyes widened more once he saw that he was about to be slammed down to the floor, Horror quickly flipping and landing on his feet, now being a little irritated. Dust on the other hand let him go and jumped back a great distance, gripping his arm heavily with a groan and flinch of his whole right side. Seeing this once he got a hold of himself again, Horror dashed once again towards Dust, appearing behind him as he swung down onto him again, this time aiming for his shoulder. But, his blow was stopped again with the sharpened  edge of the axe landing on his still hurting arm, the pain doubling and coursing throughout his half-being, causing Dust to give a sound that was the mix of a yell and a groan.

Once again, Horror found himself flying in the direction of the doors at a tremendous pressure, but quickly caught himself by letting his back hit the wall above the doors, the force being enough to almost knock him out. He landed to his feet in front of Killer as he coughed up blood to the floor, a medium sized crater being in the wall now above him. 

Error and Nightmare were stunned by this display of quite matched power, speed and agility, Nightmare smirking softly with his tentacles even getting quite excited for some reason. This creeping Error out a little.

Horror looked to Dust again his expression now holding a slight bit of murderous intent now, his eye starting to change slowly as he wiped the blood from his mouth. With this, he could feel an Aura about Dust, this making his 'feeling' swell up more in his chest, as it quickly calmed him down to his previous state. Grabbing ahold of his chest again, he couldn't help but try and ignore the feeling, standing and making his way to the center of the room again.
As he did so, Dust then slowly began to come to his senses, his heavy breathing becoming normal, as the pain in his arm slowly went away. He slowly let go of it with his eyes also slowly starting to fade back into his eye sockets, looking to Horror once again. His Aura appeared to feel one way, but it then slowly changed to a Different one, which even sent a chill down Nightmare's spine. A chill of excitement at that.
Horror felt this as well, the feeling in his chest starting to way him down by this point. This felt like it was trying to tell him something, but Horror didn't know what it was trying to say, simply keeping up the front of ignoring it, once again dashing towards Dust as he was ready to strike again. Dust, on the other hand, wasn't taking it anymore, as he was now in his previous mind state.

He, quite literally, took ahoold of the Axe's sharpened edge before it coud even come close to him, pulling Horror in by the collar of his shirt with his other hand, looking him  Dead in the eyes. Horror's eyes just. .or eye to be exact, just. .his face became a soft burst of Red, letting of his axe and jumping back, slipping from Dust's grasp.
Dust's eyes were filled with coldness, throwing the axe towards Horror while still holding it the way he was. Horror catching it by the hilt, only to be brought back a few inches from the sheer force that it was thrown towards him.

Nightmare was Truly intrigued by this, his tentacles swaying in excitement while a wide and goopy smile lay rested on his face, his chin also rested in his hand with his elbow rested on the arm of his mini-thrown. Error on the other hand was pulling Killer off to the side, finding an opening to do so.

Dust looking at Horror, took one step forward, as he suddenly appeared in front of him, who's eyes widened, about to swing the axe, only to then slowly fall forward into his arm.
Dust had apparently also appeared behind him, as he took that opportunity to chop him in the center of the back of his neck, knocking him out for a little while.

- "Aww, that's no fun" -
Nightmare said, but still clapped his hands regardless, being satisfied with how the fight had carried on.

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