Ikaru focused his eyes upon the hollow in front of him, its teeth bared in a permanent smile as it eyed Ikaru as if he were its next meal. Ikaru's limbs twitched as he waited for the hollow to make its move first so that he could counter it thus ensuring that he would end up being the victor of the battle.
The hollow towered over him, drool falling from its mouth in torrents as its long arms hung down and dragged through the sand tensing up as it waited for the opportunity to strike Ikaru with the killing blow. Patience was not part of Ikaru's being as the hunger continued to consume him slowly, taking away his ability to think a step ahead of his opponent as he became more and more blood drunk. Tasting the perspiration in the air, Ikaru could feel his heart beat accelerating as the adrenaline kicked in; he knew that it was time to eat now and no amount of strategy would change that.
"Must...eat...now..." Ikaru's thoughts became incoherent again as they normally did when he lost control of himself and went on a rampage in battle.
Roaring Ikaru charged the hollow without any regard for the consequences of his actions, only being aware of the hunger that now drove him to attack the being despite not knowing its capabilities. The hollow stood still as it awaited Ikaru's assault, apparently choosing strategy over attacking without knowing what its opponents abilities were. Ikaru saw this, yet he didn't stop as he leaped into the air, attempting to tackle the hollow so that he could feed upon its life force and rid himself of the hunger that now plagued his being.
Now the hollow brought its huge forearm up in an attempt to defend against Ikaru's charge attack. Swatting the gigantic arm, the hollow threw Ikaru's body through the sand of the desert. Ikaru bounced once before he was able to use his cicada wings to counter balance the momentum from the attack.
Despite being defeated in terms of raw power, Ikaru couldn't back down, not with the hunger feeding upon his mind like a maddening wasp. This time Ikaru scuttled at the hollow anticapting any attacks that the hollow would make with its heavy forearms,
"Kill...hunger...rising" was the only thing that flowed through his mind as he closed in on the hollow. As if the hollow could sense Ikaru's change in strategy, it leaped into the air and launched its right fist down upon Ikaru's body in an attempt to smash his body. Ikaru saw the fist descending upon him and he tensed four leg muscles so that he could leap forward in time to evade the attack.
The fist was nearly upon Ikaru's insect body, but he leaped away just in the nick of time as he felt the sand fly up from the attack that would have assuredly killed Ikaru in one shot. Once in the clear Ikaru turned his crimson, blood lust upon the hollow as it wet its mouth as he imagined how he was going to kill the hollow and feast happily upon its flesh.
Having missed its chance to kill Ikaru the hollow roared as it landed and began to run on its arms at Ikaru, its eyes burning with murder and misplaced anger. Ikaru, now watched the hollow as it rushed into battle without knowing what its opponent was fully capable of. His tail twitched in anticipation of the chance that would present itself for him to use upon the hollow when it made its first mistake; which would undoubtedly be its last mistake.
The roared as it brought another heavy fist over its head as it made its way towards Ikaru,
"...Kill...Kill...", continued to pump through Ikaru's mind as he readied himself for the move that would end the battle in his favor. The hollow brought its fist down crashing into the sand, as Ikaru used a boost from fluttering its cicada wings to escape the attack narrowly. Since that hollow was off balance it tried attacking with its teeth which was exactly what Ikaru had been waiting for.
Ikaru watched, his mouth drooling, as the hollow's head drew closer to what would be the cause of its short demise. Just when he could smell the hot breath of the hollow as its head came close enough were it could almost taste Ikaru in its mouth, Ikaru scuttled out of the way and extended his tail. Raising it over his head, Ikaru's body had already begun to prepare for the feast as the syringe-tipped tail sung through the air and into the hollow neck. Roaring, the hollow swung and flailed in an attempt to escape the dreaded fate which Ikaru had sentenced upon it. After a couple of minutes, the hollow's struggling ceased as its body stilled and Ikaru quietly sat and absorbed the delicious spiritual energy of the hollow.