Gajin vs Yamato Pt. II

22:48] Yamato could feel the negative essence shroud around his body, feeling his physical abilities to reach new heights. His eyes blood red, facial expressions sharpened as he raised his left leg and slams it in front of his body. The impact his foot made created a pretty big hold as the ground itself trembled in fear.


"You are nothing before the Master of the Fist. Abandon hope! Abandon strength! Abandon life!"


Within his final moments, he moved. Leaving trail of dust in his wake, closing in on Gajin's location. The Dragon Slayer would leap upwards, twisting his body in a spiral motion. His right leg would raise, creating a very quick hurricane kick which would be aimed for Gajin's face.

On this day, Yamato was in peak condition for this battle.
(Yamato Kusanagi)
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[22:50] Another Drakanite fell against the Slayers. Things weren't looking good for the heralds of Garljings will upon Esshar. Now it was his turn to go out and showcase the power of the Draconic blood that coursed through his veins. Prove it he would!

He took the broken sword in his right hand and heled it out towards Yamato as they walked out into the middle of the clearing to take their spots. "We meet again Yamato! Just as I knew we would though don't get any ideas that this time will be any different than the last!"

As he spoke his flesh seemed harden as crimson scales sprouted from his flesh. It was that lofted heritage at play as he arrayed himself against the warrior who'd slay the worlds ancients. For what? Some since of vanity or glory? No, he thought not.

Taking a deep breath as he leveled himsef against Yamato. Things where different, he knew that. The stakes where much higher and the older teen had a different aura about him. Gajin let out a snarl as smoke began to billow out from between clinched teeth.

Yamato made the first move, that vicious spinning kick carrying him across the space between. Gajin's left arm came up to block as he let out a roar, fire and smoke blistering from his expression as he launched into the fray.
(Gajin)
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[22:56] {Won Dangerous RPB against Yamato Kusanagi}
[22:56] * You have been awarded 3 Roleplay Points! *
[22:56] ** Gajin has inflicted an injury upon Yamato Kusanagi. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[22:58] Although he was aware of the strength that Brynhildr held, it was not enough to stop the raging force that surrounded him today. He charges head first into the depths of enemies lines, picking Brynhildr off with multiple shots.

The fight takes a bit longer than expected she the Drakanite manages to give the Sarradian complete hell. However, thanks to the abilities of his people, he was able to minimize the damage sustained to him.

"Your attacks are powerful, but it wont stop this!" he said, firing that high powered rifle into the fray, allowing his cosmic energy to slow her down enough. Allowing him to fire at will, sending several light orbs around the woman and come crashing down. Each light that crashed into Brynhildr was then exploded into smaller bangs of energy.

With this move alone he was able to put the Drakanite down and force them to submit to his power. Now it was a matter of what would they do? The last time he took a Drakanite down, they decided to get back up and attempt to overthrow him. "What will you do now Brynhildr of Fireblood? A woman with your looks and skills won't fall so easily I hope." he said, peering over to see what response they decide to give.
(Peros La'Heba)
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[23:07] {NARRATION} The sudden tug of war for the Sword of Balmung, and of course, the very life of Dragonlord Varceal had reached its climatic end - Patella and Orodyn in the center of the ruined manor.

All or nothing.

(2-2 - Winner decides.)
[23:11] In the end, she was too cocky. Icy barrage after heated wave, she fired into his defenses, caring not for the way he skirted through the elements with ease. And that? That was her downfall. A foolish mistake, but not one she'd make again should the day ever arise that they'd cross paths again.

For now? The taste of defeat is sour in her mouth when those explosions ring out, bringing her body to a standstill. She couldn't move. Her mind was spinning. Had she truly lost? Retreat was almost never an option, but here-?

With the smoke having cleared, the hand held firm to Brynhildr's eye grips tighter, blood seeping through the cracks of her fingers.

"...I know well when I've met my match," she growls beneath her breath, teeth harshly gritted. "Today won't be the day I fall, but there will be a next-- and when that day comes? I'll look forward to seeing just how the tides change."

With one palm pressed against the stony ground, a ripple of flames ignites, allowing for her to propel herself backwards away from him. She'd take to the safety of her allies for now, if only to lick her wounds and come back from the ashes another day.
(Brynhildr)
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[23:11] That initial impact set the stage for the rest of the battle. Even as Gajin's draconic fury was bubbling over that kick... He could feel scales along his forearm and bone beneath creak and crack with the impact. There was no doubt if it'd connected with his face the fight would have been over within the first few hearbeats.

His fury took him upon the Martial Artist leaping forwards as he closed the gap. Pushing himself straight into the teens chest in a tackle as he reared his head back and slamed it forwards into the Dragonslayers own. Blood trickled down the skulls of both.

"You've gotten better Yamamato!"

The slight concussion from that impact left him reeling a bit as he half stepped to the side. Before attempting to mimic the martial artists attack. Except instead of a foot launching forwards their came a flickering spectral tail. Hints of the young fireblooded's heritage coming to bear in the fighting.

It was a contest between two foes. Each utilizing nothing but their blood, sinew, and bones to inflict harm upon the other. The jagged remnants of Gajin's sword having been dropped in the first exchange. The boy reached up to his collar bones and twin spikes of ivory pierced through his flesh. Grabbing the lengths he pulled out twin daggers.

"If you'd faced someone other than, I Gajin, you might have had a chance but..."

As he said the words he rushed into the fighting. The exchange was telling as they flitted back and forth in the small room. Fiercesome kicks being met with tooth and claw. Finally the youth tossed both his daggers at Yamato rapidly. Though the martial artist would be able to dodge them. When his focus returned to Gajin the youth now held a massive bone club. Bringing it up in a low swing to catch the boys thigh in a brutal strike.

"But my bloods aflame with passion!"

The blow sent Yamato reeling and left the teen on the ground once more. Gajin looked down at the defeated martial artist. His gaze flicked to the already swelling right thigh. With a easy shift of his hands he slashed the boneclub into something more akin to a crutch and simply dropped it before the Martial Artist.

"I can't wait to fight again Yamato, keep getting stronger."

Then he turned and walked away. Back to his fellow Drakanites. To his allies whose blood boiled with the same fire, the same passion, as his own. Who knew what the future held but for young Gajin it was sure to be an exciting one.
(Gajin)