ascension

Key: Mike43
Character Name: Mike
Character Age: 16
[ ] Applying for Rank
[ ] Applying for Rare
[X] Applying for Skill
Desired Rank/Rare/Skill: Ascend

Mike had been missing every single attack. the android easily able to out maneuver his rather slow hitting attacks. when he had been blasted away he came tumbling across the ground. He skidded to a halt as he pushed himself back up, struggling a bit. He actually felt this odd sensation. This pain was something hadn't felt in so long. Normally his body just gave out with out him feeling pain. But this was different, he was being hit harder then he had ever expected to be.  Pushing himself onto his knees he was struggling to catch his breath.

His mind still feral set. But as his form shrunk down he began asserting his own more human mindset into some form of control. His energy began refining and better offering himself some speed as well as heightened senses. He caught his breath before getting himself up and onto his feet. His eyes focused on the android as he sheathed his claws. Taking up a stance before focusing what little magic he had as stones formed over his hands.

Though something felt different. Each hit had been pushing his instinctive mind to try to further adapt to the pressure they were being placed under. With his life on the line it had seemed the melding of the two mindset was taking place in a way he hadn't experienced before. He was noticing the information he was picking up on seemed to automatically sort itself. Taking note of the wounds littering the android body and which might be best to target while also taking in the environment. He seemed to becoming in tune to the battle field,  So when he sensed some kind of energy that he wasn't sure what it was but then the sudden appearance of Hikari explained what the sensation was. Something in him was evolving to adapt to the situation to keep in this battle like trance. While he didn't understand it in the slightest there was one thing that he understood. This fight wasn't over.

As the pain in his body was starting to waver, his tolerance to  such stimuli and the adrenaline pumping through him seemed to fuel the same battle craze he still felt. Though this time it felt more controlled, less sporadic and more focused. He growled back as he still had fight left in him, and it seemed be what was driving this growth he was boiling deep inside of him.