Deus ex Kaos
"You taunt and rave like a lunatic. And you know words. But how good are you really other than flashy tricks and mere words? Let's see how you... Ride the Winds."
Dek bowed gracefully atop the pole. "You honor me madam! I now know that I have done exactly what I wanted! It's a truly marv-"
For the first time since time immemorial, Dek was caught by surprise. The upper half of the pole that he stood on gave way, sending him tumbling forward through empty air. A roll at the last minute saved him from landing face-first into the wooden boards of the pier. However, he didn't have time to stand steadily before he was attacked again by Chariot. He felt the blade slice a shallow wound across his chest, spinning him around only to slam into a nearby wall. The swords arc after it inflicted the would sent a spatter of blood onto the nearby wall and boards. Dek spun around, laughing even harder than he had before.
"This? This is all you can muster? A scratch? Pathetic. Simply pathetic! A kitten could have done more harm to me than that scratch! You don't deserve to call yourself a warrior or fighter or swordswoman or whatever you think you should be called. You are weak. Useless. Inept. A waste of talent. Give up your mask now before you further injure your 'warriors pride' or whatever code you fight by. I might as well put you down sooner rather than later. I have much more interesting business to attend to.
In a split-second flash of motion, Dek spun around with his hammer to swing at Chariot with a two-handed blow. Just before any impact, he infused his hammer with the power of Anarchy Prime, magnifying the power behind the blow and adding chaotic energy to the actual strike.