Kyubi first stage

Gaoh was having the time of his life while facing Owain, this guy seriously leveled up his arsenal. He was using moves that was never ever able to use before but the beast of a teenager wasn't holding back one bit, he'd blitz around the hulking swordsman hitting him with rapid yet insanely hard blows that was doing its job...until Owain decided to put all his bets into one clean finisher blow.

A twin slash from the massive daggers he wielded sent him flying, rebounding off the dirt a couple times before finally smashing into a tree head first. A lound cracking sound would be heart but it wasn't from the boys skull but rather a large hold would be blown through the tree from the impact of his hard head being sent flying into it.

However more importantly, Gaoh seemed to be defeated. His hoodie was ripped to shreds and he was slumped against the tree or atleast that's what it seemed like. In a creepy fashion he'd raise from his slumped position and end up on his feet like nothing even happened but what's of more concern was the malicious aura that seeped from his body. It was red and gave off the appearance of an accumulation of energy bubbles forming this cloak of destruction around him.

"M-my hoodie...You destroyed..the last.."

This was a hoodie his mother made for him, a hoodie that served as the last memory he had of her and it was now in pieces due to a battle that he never in his life thought he would lose. As a matter of fact this was the first time he lost in years as he made a promise to never lose against since certain tragic events in his life and he was unable to comprehend how he lost even if he was using weights to fight. Everything was a blur to him, all he could see was red and in this moment he lost it.

His body began trembling and the weights that restricted his power began to quite literally melt off his wrist.

"Hah...Hahahahahah...You've earned more than that my friend. You'll be the first one of these peasants I draw blood from!!!"

At this point, he was no longer the one in control. Anyone who knew him long enough could tell this wasn't even how his voice sounded. It was dark, deep and demonic sounding which was the complete opposite to the chirpy tone he normally speaks in.

The male roared out to the heavens flexing his olympian physique as the cloak that shrouded him grew a tail part and began crouching lower like an animal, Goah has gone into complete frenzy mode and the only that mattered was breaking every bone in Owains body.