Garou XIII
Garou's smile grew for a second, but immediately disappeared. The fist struck true, along with a violent cracking sound, but despite his carelessness Garou was still a formidable fighter. He quickly reacted to the strike, parrying her arm before grappling it. At the same time, he jumped to avoid the claw that slashed his leg and immediately followed by kicking the girl's face with a pulverizing blow, using the momentum to move out of the way. Another claw was waiting for him, lunging at him to impale his chest.
Using all of his strength, he struck the claw with a powerful arm strike, quickly crystallizing the blood from his wounded left limb to harden it. The clash was overtaken by the claw, digging into his flesh and bone, but the impact was enough to send him flying out of the way.
Falling back, he rolled back to face the opponent again, but things were different. They were now at a considerable distance from one another, and he was not smiling anymore. Garou clenched his teeth and snapped his finger, and immediately the blood that covered the girl, his blood, along with the spikes that were sticking out of her, burst into flames and exploded in unison.
His breathing was heavy, panting and trying to desperately keep himself conscious. Even with his body, he wouldn't last long in those conditions. He coughed a trail of blood, but clenched his fist. He looked pale, but he could still fight. Hopefully it was over.