The Ultimate Host

Catras got off the destroyed throne and ran for cover. " Those bullets are fucking dangerous." The mercenaries were raining at least five rounds every thirty seconds. Catras formed a beam in his hand and threw it at the mercenaries shooting at him. They both dodged the beam by rolling out the way. Catras used the beam as a fake. He grabbed one of the mercenaries by the neck and ripped out his heart. He smashed his body on the ground splashing blood all over the place. The other four mercenaries looked at Catras with fury in their eyes. Catras ripped out the ground and threw it at the mercenary with the assault rifle. The mercenary grabbed it with his hand and crushed it. The other three mercenaries watch from the sideline. The mercenary rushed Catras and punched him in the head. Catras quickly recovered. The hired killer was then grabbed by the leg which was ripped off. The mercenary tried to run with one leg but he was unsuccessful. Catras shot a beam in his back which created a big hole in his chest. The mercenary body dropped on the ground like a bag of cement. Blood spewed everywhere. The other three mercenaries jumped down from the sidelines with mad expressions on their faces. More of their comrades were killed. One of them stuck their hand in the ground which turned black as if it was a part of his shadow. He pulled out a shadow and constructed it into a bow and arrow. He fired two arrows at Catras which went through his neck and ribs. Catras focused his aura around his body and brought it out like a shockwave. The mercenary's name was Shadow Master. Catras pulled the arrows out and crushed them. Blood poured out of wounds. The wounds healed and scars formed. Catras rushed the Shadow Master who was aiming directly towards Catras head. Catras disappeared and elbows the Shadow Master in the chest making him vomit out blood. The Shadow Master crashed through the giant doors of the throne room onto the bridge leading to the throne room. The Shadow Master spat up more blood and turned his shadow into a bazooka. "I hate fucking jarheads." He fired the rocket out of the bazooka destroying the throne room. A great explosion happened to catch the eyes of all the citizens of Nolan City. Smoke rises out of the ashes of the throne room. The Shadow Master giggled. When the Shadow Master was about to call mission success, Catras jumped out of the ashes with dirt all over his body. Catra's instantly blotched Shadow Master who was surprised to see that he was still alive and well. The Shadow Master constructed his bazooka, into a cannon and fired it at Catras. Catras dodged the Shadow Master's cannonball and grabbed throwing back at Shadow Master. Shadow Master could not dodge it. An explosion occurred. Shadow Master's arm was gone. Blood splattered everywhere. " I am tired of fucking playing games."