Arriving at the spot where the fight was to happen, the skies up above churning with clouds, dark and ominous, as if the very world knew what was going to take place. The outcome was more than certain, and even so, they all knew what had to be done. Death was not a deterrent, it wasn't going to scare them or keep them from trying. And stepping up next to the rest of the group, Nexus looks first to his right, then to his left, before taking a deep breath and looking forward, across the area where his brother was standing, waiting for them. Even though he was scared, he wasn't going to let it show, nor was he going to allow it to keep him from doing what he HAD to.<br/><br/>Exodys saw them arrive, and a twisted grin formed on his face. At first it was just people whom he could not recognize, and for a moment he thought that his brother decided to wimp out, too scared to show his face, but that was not the case, as a few moments pass and he was seen. "Perfect." Exodys mumbles, adjusting his grip on the limp figure in his clutches. A gust of wind rushes past him, tugging at his long hair, which was done up in a ponytail, and at his clothes, so similar to that of Nexus, but different at the same time. More regal in appearance, as if his status from where he'd come was much higher and more important. And at his hip, a sword, much longer than the one that Nexus owned.<br/><br/>"So...you came! Good! Here have a-" He was about to say present when suddenly the shortest of the group, a bald guy came rushing at him, no warning except for a shout, saying that he was the first opponent. Even so, Exodys just laughs, his face lighting up with glee, and a rather terrifying expression. With the hand he was holding the limp body, he easily picks up the figure, and throws it, and then split second after, moves forward himself. The body passes by Krillen, heading toward the group.<br/><br/>"Get past you? That should be easy enough." When he was a few feet away from Krillen, he makes a swift movement, pulling his sword from the sheathe, which immediately is covered with tendrils of lightning, blue and dangerous looking. The electricity swells, making the sword look larger, and he swings, faster than the blink of an eye. It seemed like the blade had missed it's target, as Exodys was now past him, body still, blade outward from where it had swung. But he had not. In fact, the blade had gone right through Krillen. No outward damage had been done, but inside everything was ruined. His spine, severed. Organs, fried.<br/><br/>As Nexus watched, he knew. Even with gaining power himself, it seemed his brother had gotten stronger as well. And that...that was NOT good. He hadn't planned on Exodys having gained this much strength. His stomach churned as the battle between Krillen and Exodys was over within seconds. If it was even to be called a battle that is. There was no way Krillen had even been able to stand a chance against him. Wincing at the scene, he forces himself to keep from averting his eyes, instead glaring in hatred at his brother, who now stood up straight, sword pointed at the ground.<br/><br/>Exodys glances over his shoulder at the soon to be dead first, before turning his now cold eyes towards the rest of them. "Seriously? Is that all there is? If it was going to be this easy I wouldn't have even tried to get here so fast! Though..." He slowly begins to walk forward, still talking. "Even if I'd been generous and gave you more time to train, you STILL would have been to fucking weak." He sighs. "And after all this, and bringing you a present too! You probably don't recognize him, since his hair isn't black anymore but...that pile of barely alive flesh you've got there is your dearly beloved Rexyl. Yes. He's still alive." He then laughs, spine chilling in sound, and terrible. "But, if you don't manage to win, well...he won't be for long. If you get my drift." He pauses, sticking out his tongue past razor sharp teeth.<br/><br/>"So...how many are you going to sacrifice before you grow the pair of balls big enough to come face me yourself? How many are gonna die before you decide that you're sick of seeing your so called friends die? You're a coward. A filthy, fucking coward. You disgust me. How a foul, putrid, piece of dirt like you ever managed to become the strongest is still a mystery to me. But no matter. That all changes now. Because you see, even though you are my little brother...I'm going to kill you. And I'm going to enjoy hearing the screams of agony and despair as your friends watch you die. But first, I'll force you to hear them in pain a little longer first."