The arm was ripped off and he was now wielding an odd, key shaped weapon wreathed in fire, the thing emanated very powerful magic and seemed to be somehow tied to Zablex. The instant it touched any part of him at all, it felt like he was on the receiving end of one septillion (1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000x) of his own worst tortures. The anger Zablex had was evident in every swing. Each swing was like a deity's swift retribution and graceful as a fully realized Avatar. He didn't stop, he would have to find a way to weaken then destroy Epitome himself. Epitome felt like a flat mace hit him suddenly and saw the weapon's guard was what hit him, and it was definitely spiked. The onslaught continued, each side trading blows and barely able to be seen by the best trained eyes. "You do not deserve to remain, Epitome. This is the pain of all those you have tormented, killed and mutilated for your amusement!" He yells, still echoing like crazy. Kai and Ender/Void didn't feel the pain that Epitome was feeling, that was the odd part about it, almost as if it was creating openings for them to retaliate in the mind and seek out his weaknesses and destroy him using those weaknesses.
OOC: You crossed the Mata Nui danged line, Epitome! Feel the wrath of an furious member of Organizaton XIII. No. 0: Zablex, the Wandering Seeker of Fire and Light.