"The King, it's the berserker King he's returned" a working class Rinock screamed as if his life depended upon it.
"Come on son get inside".
"Are you mad woman?".
"He'll kill us if he sees us".
And it continued, voices and screams full of terror.
Full of despair.
"King? so Nayat is close" Oso grasped a hold of column, his injuries worsening.
The berserker leapt from street to street, the effects of his previous battle slowly fading away.
"So you are injured" Oso strolled casually into the berserker's path.
"And you are a fool" Nayat attempted to strike but Oso ducked down, his fist uppercutting straight into Nayat's gut.
Stone rained down.
Down upon the city up until pillars began imprison them both.
Caged like animals both Kings of Saturn stood full of hate.
"Something has changed inside you in the few moments you have been in my city hasn't it?" Nayat questioned as Oso stared at his uncle as if he were nothing more then a obstacle.
Oso commanded the surrounding terrain to consume his uncle.
And as the ground began to sludge over Nayat Oso slid forth, his fist colliding against Nayat's chest.
But it was in vain as Nayat appeared to have felt nothing.
And as Oso stared Nayat tore into the sludge covering his body moulding it into a boulder.
A boulder in which he smashed against Oso the boy King.
Debris bounced against the pavement and as the King of Iceurn began to cough up blood Nayat readied himself for another assault.
Oso charged forth his fists covered in the ground that he once stood upon.
But despite Oso's anger Nayat overpowered him in a single blow to the skull.
"Ridiculous just when I though you might prove to be an actually threat you do that" Nayat laughed as his foot rested upon Oso's skull.
"This isn't just something you decide to do boy, I have been in this life for far longer then you could imagine" Oso struggled for freedom as Nayat's weight began to crush him.
"Just imagine that you lived my life, a life in which you created soldiers out of mere children, a life where you created a city in which you could feel like yourself again and then imagine a insignificant pest like you coming along to take it all apart, it's just sickening" Nayat tore his fingers into Oso back, wrapping them around his spine.
"That's it scream boy king" Nayat grinned as he used his nephew's spine as a handle, repeatedly smashing him against the pavement.
"This is just what I needed after all your death will heal my wounds just enough for me to kill those Zeon friends of yours" Nayat tore Oso's spine from his body, tossing it aside.
"It's okay my fellow King your life will soon be over and you won't have to feel anymore pain" Nayat raised the boy King into the air, his hands wrapped around his arms and legs.
Blood began to drip as Nayat began to tear his nephew into two.
And with each drop of blood came a single day's worth of life energy.
And with his nephew's life span Nayat began to regenerate his weakened body to the point it could only be described as perfection.