The Ultimate Host

The Chameleon breathed heavily. " Your death didn't have to be a painful one Bryant." " All I was going to do was rip your soul out of your body, a painless procedure." " But you had to make things worse for yourself." That's why you have a giant hole in your chest. The Chameleon looked at his hands generating a white aura around his left hand. He was going to finally extract Bryant's soul. When he was about to, Cross leaped towards The Chameleon placing him in a rough and tough neck hold using all of his strength. While The Chameleon was in a neck hold, Bryant who was near death's door, stood on his feet, generating grey aura around his hand, creating a small ball of energy in his hand, his only energy attack. He fired the beam into The Chameleon's chest. As the beam was about to go into The Chameleon's chest, The Chameleon disappeared, reappearing behind Cross placing him in a neck hold so the beam could attack him instead A giant mushroom cloud explosion occurred. Ash fell from the sky like rain. Bryant was covered in dirt. He was missing an arm and leg. Cross instantly rushed to his aid.