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Kotomine_Rin:
Vega
The grim matador's eyes went wide, for a moment in disbelief. Suddenly, he put a curled finger where his lips would be... And giggled. A dry, cold chuckle, but genuine nonetheless.
"Sorry, I just can't..." He restrained himself quickly enough, but not to the point that man wouldn't notice who he was laughing at.
"That woman lost pathetically to a vile beast, and that lord of you lost squarely to Ms. Laishi. If she is a hack... fufufu... My, you really are in a worse predicament than I thought."
The setting sun stroked his back, giving their surroundings a gorgeous orange hue. But the first one to enter the other's range would be the one...
To dye this place in a perfect crimson.
yinsukin:
100% not Sethrol
"My lord isn't Sethrol. My master is Seras," he said. "I only just recently became his student. That woman only became as strong as she did because she had many masters, so I figured i'd do the same. Tell me, under wich teacher do you fight for? Who's philosophy does your martial srts spread? More importantly, for what reason do you seek power?"
The man's comments did not shake him, but the young man would not underestimate this opponent. He saw his match in the tornament. He knows how the man fights. Indeed, that was his greatest advantage. One was an enigma and the other had exposed himself to the world.
One step forward, two steps. There was still several cars worth of distance between them. Yes the person who stepped within the others range would gain the first strike, but what was this young man's range?
"I fight under the hero of talent, Seras and Sethrol the Calm. The talented will rise and overtake those who were not born for fighting. Survival of the fittest. Once I have obtained a calm spirit under Sethrol and destroy my inner demons, I will reaffirm my strength against Mira."
Kotomine_Rin:
Vega
The blonde man whistled. "Two? Impressive, this way you can experience double the fall."
And relaxed as ever, he took a few steps forward.
"The lords of these fighting pits are as numerous as the grains in the desert, but I am an existence beyond all others. My strength comes from myself, and I fight for myself. The eternal climax will be mine alone."
The distance between the two was shrinking, like two carrions of battle circling each other. Soon, it would start - no, it had already begun. With a lowered stance, he pressed his fingers together and locked his digits, stretching and pressing them into interchanging hand-signs. Suddenly, as soon as the tension released, his hands locked - and an iron ball somehow jumped out of the gap between his arms as if it were magic. A swift strike from both his hands and he already wore his claw on his left hand. No, he already struck the iron ball - and carved it into three clean slices that fell on the ground. The claw that marked his signature style, offering an advantage in reach that couldn't be denied... and the constant threat of being cleanly cut. Just like that orb of metal.
SWOOSH!!
The peasant's dream was unfortunate. He could never foresee the fact that he would forever be unable to reach that fate. Because he made the mistake of facing the Golden reaper of Spain.
"Don't keep me waiting, niño." His stance was ready, with the claw pointed straight at the man's heart.
yinsukin:
Young man
The palms of the young man's palms began to glow like stars. As he weaved them back and forth, they flowed across his body like comets with blue and red light tails. The blue lit palm slammed into the ground as the man took a forward stance, one foot forward and the other turned inward. Magic surged through the ground in the form of a blinding blue light. A square outline was drawn in the ground around Vega before the very earth seperated from itself, a gaint square platform rising into the sky, threatening Vega's stability as well as shooting him through the air.
"Then this won't take long," he said, slamming the red palm into the ground. The edges of the box shot upwards, manifesting themselves in spikes, threatening to cage the man in. The battle would be over before it began.
Indeed, if this man had that stance, then perhaps this would be less like a fight against a foolish but strong outsider and more a battle against the ghost of himself.
Kotomine_Rin:
Vega
Vega's eye was drawn for a moment - at the blue light that emerged under his feet. "Marvelous!" He roared as the earth shattered and attempted to hurl him away. His guard raised as he felt the surge of wind and the branches, and his eyes quickly darted to his new surroundings. Suddenly, with a nimble step, he jumped away from the platform with the agility of a beast. High up in the skies, no commoner eyes could witness what was going on. As he shot across the platform, he deliberately dragged his claw across it - cleanly slicing and slashing everything in his way like butter. It wasn't just speed, but the way he moved away as soon as the danger struck him was like a dance.
Of course, that lord of his was a sorcerer first and a fighter second. Because of that, he could foresee this assault and react accordingly.
Such wondrous skies! Even when the spikes emerged, he grabbed and jumped between them with fluid leaps, marveling at the display with a ravenous gaze. Cuts and slashes flowed and danced, and the earth's destruction rained down on the one who summoned its rage, to begin with.
But as he descended from the skies like a star, just as he crossed leaves and branches above them - Vega vanished.
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