"The Agency are only pawns to support me in our murders and events. They're powerful, but not powerful enough to face me. I must thank you for leading me to these places, Dynamo... For numerous years, we have attempted to track you down, but now that you're here, I can, not only kill you, but also mark the beginning of my rise of terror in these streets. In the future, I shall have the feast and the hunt of a lifetime, as I give and honour every soul - that has been drugged by War, Depression, Anarchy, and Disorder - my other presents... Salvation, Ascension, and Death!".
With that said, Silhouette lunged at Dynamo with his claws out, slashing him in every direction. Dynamo blocked the scratches, and stepped backwards. He then formed a mouth which then blew fire into Silhouette's mask. Hopping back, he put the fire out, and pointed at Dynamo.
"Hidden Gem Technique!", he shouted, "Hell's Giant!".
The same short fire came out of the finger, and soared towards the dark creature as swift as a train. The black-red behemoth had his bare palm out, as his eyes remained enraged. He kept them eyeing on the glimmering projectile, until it hit him. Instead of exploding, "Hell's Giant" somehow split into shimmering lights that passed around the figure, and hit rock walls. Terrified explosions shouted behind him, while he put his arm down. Slowly, two whips faded into his hands. They were then powered by electricity with a hint or two of sparks.
"Interesting... you have the power to summon your weapons as well...", muttered Silhouette, as he summoned his trident and over-sized knife.
Silhouette legged to Dynamo, and threw his equipment at the figure. As the trident and knife came close to Dynamo, they were grabbed by two clones of Silhouette. They thrusted the blades into Dynamo's chest.
...
Nothing happened.
