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Great Dojo
yinsukin:
Young Man
Shit that was too risky.
The young man thought back to that fight with Mira. So this is what it was like to be on the other end huh? To go against someone more talented than himself and be on the back burner. It wasn't that he wasn't stronger. He absolutely was the stronger fighter but in the game of tactics he was losing.
"Shut the hell up. You talk way too big for a rejected carnie," he said, calling on his thighs to move. Pain, a sharp pain shot through his system, refusing to move. It was the injury from earlier. Very well. "Its time to bring you back down to earth."
The young man's arm came down in an X block, his entire body screaming as the kick started tearing through nerves. The ground began to shake, the very dojo of Sethrol the calm groaning to the man's mana.
"When you go to the gates of heaven and tell god about your kicks, tell him I sent you."
MAGNITUDE 10!
The hand on top of the leg was suddenly encased in cold stone, spikes emerging from the ground that threatened to skewer him completely and utterly. The dome had finally been reduced to the size of a small bedroom. There was no where left to run.
The curtain had fallen long ago. Even if he had lost the battle of tactics, he could still win with grit, willpower and determination. That is what Mira had taught him.
Kotomine_Rin:
Vega
-!
Even if he were dancing in the jaws of a beast this whole time, now he truly felt its teeth closing in. And that's when the stone clutched at his hand - and the victory that was destined to be his.
Don't be so cocky.
But his free hand harked for the stone that sealed his other hand, and his legs suddenly danced to gnaw at the spikes that came at him with graceful kicks, making distance with a spin of death.
It was only a moment, but there was no denying it. Dealing with all of those spikes and that chi-technique with nothing but his mind and body... striking them all in one fell swoop...when it came to technique, he could have gotten far in this land.
But his grim eyes and the hateful smile he sported revealed the truth. This man must never be allowed to bridge this gap of power. If he ever was to get his hands on something like this, he would surely become a tyrant.
I can still fight. I-
He was bloodied shallowly, his muscles were fine. Compared to that man's wounds, it was night and day. But as he moved back, his back hit the wall. He managed to cut the spikes and stone, but doing this left him open, and he had nowhere to run.
If he got hit by that...
His hand twitched to strike first, but the man's fist already had time to cock back before Vega's could even raise. Would Vega be able to capitalize on the man's wounds? Or would that man capitalize on his delay?
The next strike would declare the curtain call.
yinsukin:
Young Man
The young man bent over to the side, letting his torso shelter under the rocks shattering under the man's legs. The spikes continued to fly in his direction, the quakes shaking the land intensifying. The trees of the dojo fell, the very earth underneath them beginning to split. The two were now on a platform incased in a dome, separate from the rest of the dojo. The once large dome was now the size of a shed, giving them little room to move.
Damn you! FALL!
A closed fist shot forward towards his crotch. At his level of power, it would be the end of that man, nay the end of that man's entire family line. At least, that is what would happen if he was at full strength. The arm that shot forward was falling to the ground, no longer able to listen to his brain, the arm that had blocked all of those strikes were falling. This indeed was the end for him.
Damn it! Go! GO! MOVE!
Kotomine_Rin:
Vega
"Gh..."
Vega's eyes widened. He knew full well what it was like, fighting when burdened with so many emotions. An unfulfilled rivalry. A promise made to surpass. The weight of one's teachings.
Vega lost to Vanilla because of his love.
That man too, was fighting a shackling passion.
But that wasn't why Vega stepped on his fist. It wasn't the reason why he leveraged a step over that wrist, and sent a flying high knee on his chin. It wasn't even why he read tast blow so quickly.
He was strong, and his arms were bleeding. That blood from his arms reached Vega before the punch - and through luck alone, he dodged that and stepped over it.
Just like back then against Laishi... The rain warned me of her blows. It seems I should thank her. Fate is on my side.
Thus, the knee booms to crush the pressure point - and rattle the foe's brain for good.
yinsukin:
Young Man
As the knee flew into his head, time seemed to slow down. They say that when you are about to die, life flashes before your eyes, but for Jonathan, there was nothing but the battles fought and the amount of time he spent training. Empty feilds, trees, the very wind caressing his face: everything blurred together into a single moment. Faces flashed before his eyes, the moment within the moment being blurred by all the people he had touched. Seras, Sethrol... Mira.
What would they think of his final fight he wondered? Would they be proud? Was this an honorable death?
The knee came even closer, englufing his entire vision. A fear overcame his very being. I don't want to die! I don't want to die yet!
But it was too late. Had he summoned that strength moments before, he may have lived, but the knee slammed into his temple, knocking his soul right out of his body. The man was launched into the air before falling to the ground completely lifeless. It was a painless death.
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