"Stop it!" I thrashed my arms about wildly. "Why are you trying to hurt me? Because He asked you to?"
I felt a powerful blow to the back of my head, bringing me to my knees. Fortunately, quick thinking made me roll out of the way, just in time to avoid a footprint which imprinted itself on where I'd lay moments ago.
There wasn't even time for me to feel the pain from the previous hit. Only the oldest tricks would work best in situations like this...I scooped up some sand and flung it to his eyes!
And it missed by inches! However, sand to the nose wasn't exactly a joy either. U wheezed to clear his throat, and that was all the time I needed. I tackled him to the ground and threw more sand on his face for good measure.
"Stop it!" he cried as he reappeared. "This wasn't supposed to happen!"
"And what was?" I threatened him with another handful of sand.
"I could Cut myself, and you couldn't! It should end with me defeating you!"
"Should...suppose. That's all nothing. Unlike you, my decisions are not from the minds of others."
"But...but...I developed the Cut ability myself!"
"You still don't get it, do you? Why did you develpo it?"
"I had to defeat you!"
"And what made you want to defeat me? Do you even know me?"
He paused for a moment. "I-I...I've always felt this urge to take you down."
"When were you first born?"
"As in, since when did you exist?"
"How would I know? I've always existed all my life."
Well, he did have a point. "U, listen to me. What is happening to you is one of the most terrible things that can happen to any being. You're living through your life without a purpose."