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Panda:
Nanako
The squirrel girl nodded, but otherwise didn't respond to Sethrol, her focus already shifting to the shadow-y mass before her. She raised her hands as the creature did, stepping closer as it rose into the air and approached. Then, without warning, she shifted her stance slightly going airborne with an explosive leap, headed straight for the creature with one arm cocked back, ready not to slug the creature in the face, but instead grab hold of whatever limb it used to attack her. Her focus honed to a razor's edge, she tried using that anchor herself, bringing her legs around into swift kick in its non-existent face!
I just need to beat this thing, and then it'll be gone.
yinsukin:
Nanako's Shadow
The dark angel shot to the opposite side of the cocked fist, practically vanishing from sight with its sheer speed. It launched a flurry of jabs, at her upper body, threatening her face and torso.
"Don't underestimate your own trauma Nanako," Sethrol said. "Far too often people assume they are stronger than their own shadow, then their own demons. However, this might be the fight of your life."
Panda:
Nanako
Even she'd had one on the tip of her tongue, there was no time to reply to the old man, Nanako's eyes widening as the shadow swiftly darted out of the way, getting to her side before unleashing a flurry of blows. She managed to get her guard up in time to protect her face, but fists still found her abs and chest, stinging blows lighting a familiar heat in her core even as her resolve held strong. She weathered the creature's blows for a moment before finding her chance, moving to grab one of its arms as wings unfurled from her back exploded from her back in a spray of ethereal feathers. A quick twitch from them sent her rocketing for the creature's head with a high kick!
yinsukin:
Shadow
The foot slammed into the angel's chin with a shotgun like bang, causing the trees nearby to sway.
"Oh... nice kick," Sethrol said. "To fight your trauma head on like that, how inspiring. However..."
A hand reached for Nanako's throat, while the other cocked back. A crater formed as the shadow slammed Nanako into the ground. A fist crashed into her abs like a rocket. Again and again, it slammed into her stomach digging them deeper and deeper into the hole. Each of his punches were strong enough to knock the air out of her.
"To face yourself is to face your weaknesses, the anxiety, the sadness, the anger even. What happens then? For most, suffering."
Panda:
Nanako
Nanako grinned as she managed to land a solid hit on the shadow, a thrill rushing through her at the shotgun blast of her kick striking home. Then the shadow's hand latched on to Nanako's throat, the squirrel girl gagging as a blush spread across her face, her hands gripping her foe's arm on reflex. Before she could try to figure a way out, the squirrel girl was sharply slammed down into the ground, the impact tearing a gasp from her lips before its fist burrowed into her abs. Each blow pounded down on her belly, driving a bit more air from her and leaving her shuddering like she'd touched a live wire.
As it dug deeper and deeper into the ground, that tension coiled higher and higher in her core, Nanako feeling lightheaded not from lack of air, but from something far more familiar.
"H-harder," she managed to gasp out, willing herself to move, to keep fighting, "You won't finish me, ahn, that easily."
She tightened her grip on the creature's arm and wrapped her legs around it before trying to hyper-extend its arm with an impromptu armbar. After all, if she didn't keep fighting, she'd pass out too soon. Too soon to feed that aching need building in her core.
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