The Battle against the Nine Tails

*Kyubi widens their stance, baring fangs and barking at the approaching party. Although there are some cuts and injuries on the creature, it appears to be in mostly good condition.*
Quinoa Aduuchin says: Looks like we meet again, big guy.
Evenast Urenthorn says: The perfect target to test out what I have mastered...
Quinoa Aduuchin says: Lettuch, you need help? This one's no joke.
*Lettuch bares his own teeth. growling much in tandem.*
Black Ice whispers: The beasts are having a barking match how delightful

*Mii grasped her blade tightly and then shifted her body. Flames erupted all around her before a bright light engulfed them and then she absorbed them increasing her power.

"Alright guys. It's strong...don't hold anything back." she said as she took a deep breath and then exhaled ready to send this creature to rest...

...but was it the floor guardian they sought? She didn't know but one way or another the flame swordswoman would have to fight it.*

*Wul would approach with fearless, bestial determination, the eldritch sheep clasping a blade in its teeth before one was hooked under each of his horns in preparation for the conflict at hand. He'd seen the limits of his own power, what he could achieve if he maintained ironclad resolve and spirit. And that which held him back, stagnancy and laziness, unwillingness to move forward and risk himself.

No longer. He was Wul the unbroken, and he would not fall.

The sheep and the fox, which would own the farm this day?

It was time to find out.

Gathering his spiritual energy within his woolen bones, the manifestation of concentrated energy would steadily build within, a fool's doppleganger of that which he truly needed to aspire to, the mastery of the spirit itself that drove him forth.


*Evenast Urenthorn would perform a sudden kata, full of power and grace and years of discipline merged together to form near martial perfection.   Glowing energy would surround his fists as he finished kata with a sudden stomp that drove him into a lower stance.

He would unleash his true martial art upon the beast, one he considered a worthy opponent.

"It's time."*

*Mii knew there was no way they could possibly win this...not as they are. Her eyes widened as her suits readings were off the charts. She had...nothing that could deal with that. She looked down at her sword and then at the others.

They were going to die if they fought this...

"...everyone. Prepare to flee. No arguements. Retreat immediately." she said as she gripped her sword. She took a deep breath and then channeling every last drop of fire she had she leapt into the air glowing with intense heat.

"EVERYONE! MAKE SURE TO ESCAPE!" she yelled as the skies split asunder and then she launched a flaming sword of holy justice at the Kyubi.*

Wul says: RUNNING IS OUT OF THE QUESTION. WE STAND AND FIGHT!
Lettuch says: ---Wul... don't know about that one.
Wul says: FEAR IS THE MIND KILLER.
Mii says: DO NOT FALTER AND DIE HERE! THAT'S AN ORDER!
Evenast Urenthorn says: I don't run...outside of a certain foe that keeps showing up.
Mii says: This thing registers even stronger then the stalker.
Evenast Urenthorn says: I certainly don't take orders from you.
Wul says: Good, a worthy enemy then.

*Wul was a swordsheep of his word, and he did not hold back in the titanic battle against the kyuubi. He didn't possess Lettuch's mastery of the koka and observation, but even without that level of mastery beyond his current state, he was Captain Wul of the Ramshead Pirates. The sheep who'd declared for decades that he would be the pirate king.

He might be a loyal member of the Cups now, but his dreams of strength and absolute freedom had not faded. Only been galvanized by his determination.

Pushing forward with Lettuch and the fellow members of the fate in a crescendo of master swordsmanship, the super saiyan and eldritch sheep would determinately lay into the tailed beast, dipping in and out as the pair unleashed countless slashes with the support of the Fate.

With each crushing blow to his form, Wul tried to manifest his own form of haki to resist it. Though his bones cracked, they did not crumble, and with each further step forward in the battle, the cataclysmic ending was finally brough about as Lettuch and Wul proceeded to dual heat attack the fox into submission as best as they could manage.

Breathing heavily in spite of his lack of lungs, the heavy, environment suited sheep swordsman would slowly sheathe his blades with a sense of genuine contentment, as if he was finally moving forward with his life after decades of stagnation.

"Now that....WAS A FIGHT! LET'S DO IT AGAIN."*
*Evenast Urenthorn would smash into the Kyuubi with brutal force, unrelenting as ever, though this time, his martial art was one with crushing, overwhelming might, bending the very elements themselves to his will and infusing them into his entire body.   He became a weapon.

Every inch of him, elbows, palm strikes, gouging strikes, kicks and more were infused with incredible force.    The beast was a tremendous opponent though.   So much so that in the middle of the battle is it unleashed its latent power, a sudden brutal attack cost Evanast his left eye, even when it was protected by his helm.

He let out a furious roar of pain and fury.   He was too far gone now.   The Black Lion pursued his foe with relentless fury, unleashing spiritual attacks and brutal blows alongside the the two others who remained standing, Lettuch and Wul, somehow working in tandem with them despite seeing red from his devastating injury...literally and figuratively.

In the end, the power he infused into the beast spelt disaster for it alongside his blows, Lettuch's potent haki infused strikes, and the mechanical powerhouse Wul's own sword strokes.

"Damn..beast..cost me an eye."*

Mii fought with everything she had with the others. She had wanted to run...because it was not a favorable battle. However by either luck or sheer numbers the group had managed to push it back. Yet the Taro Fox had unleashed utter hell upon her pushing her to the edge and forcing her symbiote to appear.

Yet that was broken through its brutal barrage and the sheer damage of its attacks had rent into her body. Her insides were fucked hard and Misery was doing all she could to keep Mii from bleeding to death.

But she would likely need emergency aid. Yet in the end they had won...the next guardian had been defeated. They were one step closer to knowing the truth of Naraka...and solving whatever laid at the bottom of it.*
Tabris Kenna says: H-here...
Tabris Kenna says:
Evenast Urenthorn says: Hmm..I would like to see if there's anything on its person...
Tabris Kenna says: ...
Tabris Kenna says:
*Lettuch would become a pillar.

Not giving in to the sheer and unadulterated might that this beast elicited. It's promal fury was met in kind by the group of 4's as they dashed in with a storm of skill, flames, magic and sheer will. The Saiyan would see past the burns coming his way, dodging them, and then hardening his body to take the swipes and bites as he maintained a trinity of blades with the most covetted of styles.

"FUCK IT WUL... YOU'RE RIGHT...

ALL IN!!!!!!" He'd roar out as he spun into a armamment infused tornado of blades and unending sight and technique.

Brandishing his third sword within the grip of his tail, and dashing forth in a flurry that could cleave a mountain in two, his flurry kept going and going, knee strikes to vital points, attacks cutting and cleaving off a tail or two, and getting the other's backs with stabs to Kyubi's limbs to stop it's advances on them the man would never have looked more enthralled in combat..

It was a war.

And witrh his captain at his beck and call in Wul, his fiery lover in Mii, and the technological astuteness of Evenaust they all brought it all together and finally won it for not only Dharma.. but for everyone they'd lost along the way, mortally wounding the fox and having Lettuch brandish his blades at it's neck before glancing back to the tothers.

"I know I said I wanted to spare it... but I think my tune's changed... What do you all think?"*

Kyubi slams into the wall, it's body failing to withstanding underneath the bombardment of blows. Bones shatter, flesh is ripped, ligamanets torn, as the poor wild beast is objectively slaughtered for the sake of feeding one's desires to battle. Blood pools underneath it's belly, as it begins to slouch in dismay and defeat.

The fox, in it's wounded state begins to paw franticly at the floor, trying to pull itself away from it's attackers. There is nowhere, to flee, however, and in resignation - it huddles to the wall and tries to play possum - feigning death.

There is no doubt. . Kyubi would actually die soon with the wounds it's accumulated.*