CR AU - CR In Wonderland Chapter XXIII

Chapter XXIII : Lift the Limit

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Part I : Masterly and Farewell - Reprise

"So long… White King."

There was a twitch.
And the White King gave a long sigh.
As he took a moment before getting back to his feet.
And standing straight up.

"Do you really think… something like that will be able to hold me down?" the White King panted, trying to keep his trembling body straight at the same time, "You're dealing with the White King right now, so don't expect it will end easily with something like that."

"It's no use, no matter how much you're going to struggle, it's already futile," the Jabberwock replied, "You don't even have enough strength left to lift your weapon, White King. No matter what you're going to do, it's useless."

The White King gave another long sigh.
Before actually chuckled.
As he dropped the axe that he's holding with one hand.
And clenching his fist in turn.

"If I have no strength to even hold my weapon…" said the White King, "Then the best thing to do is to fight with my own fists and raw power, isn't it?!"

The Jabberwock widened his eyes.
As the White King suddenly charged forward.
And successfully landing a clean blow upon his face.

The Jabberwock gritted his teeth in pain.
Before quickly pulling back to keep a safe distance.
While rubbing his punched cheek with the back of his hand at the same time.
Before eventually smiling.

"Interesting… very interesting," the Jabberwock replied as he gave a small sigh, taking a moment before suddenly throwing his blade away and launching a clean blow right towards the White King, "I'm not afraid when it comes to the battle of raw power!"

The White King simply grinned despite the blow the Jabberwock gave him.
Taking a moment before avoiding another punch.
And launching a counter blow.
Sending the Jabberwock a few steps back.
Before charging forward again.

The Tweedle-Twins gazed at the two for a moment.
Before continuing to fight the seemed to be endless doll soldiers around them.

The fight between the White King and the Jabberwock didn't last really long.
As the two eventually pulled back.
Both of them are panting.
And seemed to be out of breath.

"This is madness… you're not supposed to be in a condition where you could resist this much," said the Jabberwock, "How could you last this long? Just what are you?!"

The White King gave a sigh.
Before eventually grinning.

The Jabberwock himself remained silent.
Before eventually widening his eyes.
As he found the Tweedle-Twins already by the White King's side.
Supporting him.
And helping him keeping his body straight.

"But how…? The two of you were supposed to be dealing with the soldiers that I've summoned…" the Jabberwock said questioningly, "How could you-"

The Jabberwock didn't continue.
As he gazed to the side and widened his eyes.
Finding all the doll soldiers are being munched by a pack of rodents.

"Mice?" the Jabberwock said.

And he widened his eyes a little further.
As he could see the Dormouse standing not so far from the four of them.
Commanding all of the mice munching the doll soldiers.

"Mellissa Shadowchord the Dormouse has arrived!"

Part II : Punch It, Slice It

"Even the Dormouse has made an appearance…" commented the Jabberwock, taking a moment before shifting his gaze back towards the White King and the Tweedle-Twins, "It seems that I really might have underestimated all of you."

The White King simply grinned.
As he leaned upon the Tweedle-Twins a bit.
In order to keep his own trembling body straight.
As he spoke, "You're dealing with the White King, Jabberwock."

The Jabberwock didn't reply.
As he eventually closed his eyes.
And once again draw his fiery blade.
Before charging forward towards the White King.

Noting that, the White King shrugged the Tweedle-Twins.
Immediately telling them to step aside.
Before catching the Jabberwock's blade with bare hand.
And launching a clean counter blow with the other hand.

The Jabberwock widened his eyes in turn.
As the counter blow sent him a few steps back.
And he immediately gave a sigh.
As he rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand.
Before gazing back at the White King in disbelief.

"What's with that look, Jabberwock? You're the one who said it, right? That I'm not supposed to have any strength left to even lift my own weapon?" the White King panted, actually ignoring the pain upon his body as he grinned at the same time, "If that's really the case, then I'll just have to use my bare hands to face you."

The Jabberwock didn't reply.
Before suddenly narrowing his eyes.
And charging forward with an even higher speed.

Only to widen his eyes.
As the White King launched another counter blow.
And sent him several steps back once again.

The Jabberwock eventually gritted his teeth.
As he gazed at the White King with disbelief and anger.

"Why? Why are you still standing?! Why do you still have the power to launch counter blows like that?!" shouted the Jabberwock, "Just how persistent could you be, White King?!"

Part III : Kneel to the King

The White King gave a sigh.
Taking a moment giving a nod towards the Tweedle-Twins.
And telling them to wait a little behind him.

"We will end this right here, Jabberwock…" said the White King as he took an offensive stance, closing his eyes at the same time, "There will be no personal grudge between the two of us once this fight end."

The Jabberwock said nothing.
Moving slightly.
Before eventually charging forward towards the White King.
And widening his eyes in surprise.
As the White King struck him down in one hit.

The Jabberwock's body was slammed down upon the ground.
Now laying in front of the White King.

All of the doll soldiers surrounding the Dormouse are starting to vanish.
And the Dormouse gazed towards where the White King and the Jabberwock are.
Before commanding all of the mice to stop.

The Jabberwock winced in pain.
Attempting to get up, only to fail in the process.

"It's no use," sighed the White King.
"But I'm supposed to be much stronger than you…" replied the Jabberwock.
"It doesn't matter if you're stronger than me… you've lost, Jabberwock."

The Jabberwock clenched his fist.
"Where did you get all those power?" he asked.

"I told you, right? I have my duty as a King and it's to protect those who are dear to me," the White King replied, "That's the only reason I could keep fighting. I know that there will always be someone protecting me as well in return."

The Jabberwock widened his eyes for a moment.
Before gazing down.
And gritted his teeth.

"You're such a fine fighter, I admit that it was wrong of me to underestimate you," the White King said as he gave a sigh, taking a moment before turning around; making his way towards the Dollhouse, "But still, you lost the fight and because of that, you have no right to stop me from advancing forward."

The Tweedle-Twins remained silent.
While the Dormouse placed a hand to her chest in a worried manner.

The Jabberwock didn't reply.
As he simply closed his eyes.
And gave a sigh.
Once again failing on his attempt to get on his knees at the same time.

"So long, Ascudgaln the Jabberwock," said the White King, "I pray you don't forgive me."