♜♖The Tempest ♖♜【Arknights x Male!Reader】✵Arknights✵ [[HIATUS NOTICE]]

Operation 3-4: Ambition, Catastrophe

"Fuaaghk!" She recoils in pain as she drops to the ground on her knees, eerily clutching her pained region.

"Didn't even last thirty seconds, though I praise you for almost catching me off guard with that underhanded move." Tempest compliments. "A shame that Vortex couldn't see his squad member writhing in pain."

Nino looked up at him with hate and scorn.

"*profanity* you!" She roared. "You have no right to say his name!"

"Who gives a damn about that? Why don't you make me shut up? Oh that's right, you can't." He plays with her. "You know why?"

Tempest kneels as both their eyes meet.

"You're not good enough, you lack the power in your strikes. Speed and tricks aren't everything you know."

"Nino, you're not good enough, you lack the power in your strikes. Work on that, speed and tricks aren't everything you know."

She widens her eyes at his statement, the resemblance was too uncanny.

'H-His words, how-'

Nino couldn't think for long as she was kicked on the face without mercy, sending her away onto a nearby boulder, her body then falls as she lays down unconscious.

'Her power still isn't that much, but at least she got better.' He mentally felt proud.

*whizz*

Sensing the flick of the air being ripped through, he abruptly ducks as a sniper bullet whizzed past his hair by a short inch. Looking back, he sees Ami from afar pointing her sniper at him. And she wasn't very pleased that she missed.

"How?! That bullet was travelling more than a thousand kilometers per second!" Ami stomped her foot in irritation.

'Ami, dealing with her should be easy.' Tempest thought as he started rushing towards Ami.

"Oh no you don't!" She then started firing her sniper in bursts.

As each spinning bullet started making it's way towards Tempest...

*cling*

With a simple swing of his sword, he easily deflects the oncoming bullets with perfect precision and ease. And all those shots were focused on his head too.

"Really?! What the heck are you!" She couldn't believe that her bullets were useless against his perfect defense. "N-No!"

Before she realized it, Tempest had reached within her proximity. He swipes his sword up and disarms the sniper from her grips.

"Grr!" Ami flips back while grabbing the machete from her hip.

But as she landed, she couldn't even use the chance to get into a stance, for Tempest's sword had already touched the tip of her chin.

"Did you really think that nothing could stop your bullets?" Tempest coys with her.

'I-Impossible! Only Vortex-sama could do such a thing!' She thought to herself.

"Oh and by the way, why were you only aiming for my head? Were you really that confident in your rifle skills and accuracy? Did you really think that you could kill me? How cute."

He then disarms her machete in a split second before closing in on her and whispers in her ear...

"You may be good in long distance battles, but you're nothing without your rifle."

"Don't be cocky just because you can shoot Ami, you're practically nothing without your rifle."

Ami staggers back, not just from his words, but also from the pain below. Tempest had bashed both her kneecaps causing her legs to bend in the wrong direction.