Alt title:Adamantium Doesn't Break, But Bones Sure Bleed
Scene:
Hunter Association Combat Arena — reinforced walls, reinforced floor.
And absolutely not prepared for what's about to happen.
At one end:
Sung Jinwoo.
Black combat attire, twin daggers in hand, surrounded by a flickering tide of shadows.
Across from him:
Deadpool, mask pulled down, katanas twirling in hand
Wolverine, shirt off, muscles shredded, blood already dripping from old wounds, grinning like a beast off his leash
[Quest Activated – Nexus]
Objective: Survive for 5 Minutes against Sung Jinwoo
Rewards:– +20 Stat Points– Title: "Shadow-Dodger"– Random Weapon Box
Jinwoo vanishes.
Instantly.
A blur of black and violet — he reappears behind Wolverine, daggers flashing low, one arcing up into his ribcage, the other aimed for his spine.
SHHHHTK!
The dagger plunges deep into flesh — but then—
CLANG.
It stops.
Not because of armor.
But because it hit bone.
Bone that didn't budge.
Wolverine grunts.
Smirks.
"Gotta do better than that, bub."
He twists, claws SNIKT out, and slashes blindly in return.
Jinwoo blinks away just in time.
Blood fountains from Wolverine's side — but he's already healing, already advancing.
Beru watches from above, silent wings spread wide.
"My Liege… this man.
He does not die.
He is not… right."
Jinwoo lands, lowers his stance.
His eyes narrow.
(thoughts)"His bones… unbreakable.
My Demon-King's Daggers — they've pierced even S-rank Monsters.
But against him… they're only cutting flesh."
Wolverine charges.
No hesitation. No fear.
Claws swing in savage arcs, trailing blood and fury.
Jinwoo ducks, parries, slashes back —
And again, hits bone. Blood sprays, but Wolverine doesn't stop.
He grins. A man who's known nothing but pain and lives for more.
Meanwhile…
Deadpool is near the wall, casually watching, one hand hovering over his inventory.
He scrolls.
Selects.
A glowing tub of popcorn appears in his hand.
"Y'know, I always wanted box seats to my own funeral."
He munches a piece.
[DING!]
Warning: You are in an active combat quest.
Penalty: Combat engagement failure detected.
Luck: -10
Current Luck: -120
Deadpool spits out the popcorn.
"FOR F— okay, okay! I'm getting in! Jesus!"
He flips into the fight, twin katanas drawn.
"Hey Logan! Leave some guts for me, will ya?"
The fight is chaos.
Wolverine slams into Jinwoo like a tank.
Jinwoo flows like shadow, every movement clean and precise — daggers flashing, slicing into muscle, but never quite doing enough.
Blood coats the floor.
Jinwoo's arm is nicked.
Wolverine's chest is shredded.
Deadpool whirls in, slashing high, low, joking the whole time:
"If I survive this, I want ice cream. Like, mythical-level ice cream."
Jinwoo watches them both.
Neither uses mana.
Neither has a conventional aura.
But they bleed.
And they survive.
(thoughts)"What are they?"
Beru again:
"They are... unnatural.
My Liege. You must be careful."