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Post by Kurosanai Muzai on Oct 14, 2014 10:36:05 GMT -5
The fight between Frigid and Iun Harime will happen here.
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Iun Harime
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Post by Iun Harime on Oct 16, 2014 0:15:01 GMT -5
The entire situation was certainly interesting but frankly Iun could care less. She saw someone that she could dress like they have never dressed before. She could care less about a bunch of half-witted Saiyans that were rushing off to their deaths. They had always been a stupid race. Going ballistic at the sight of a full moon? They were no better than dogs in heat. Frankly looking on from where she was only two idiots could stand before Invictus Maneo and still feel like they could win. If she was right then it was the half breed that had won the Galatic Tournament that Promtheus Zex had put on not that long ago. Promoting the culture of butchery was beneath the Universal Church of One and that was why none of the Cardinals were allowed to wipe the floor with the idiot combatants. The other was the ignorant, arrogant and idiotic Saiyan prince. From the reports she had read over the years she read of his condescendence to others including that of his own sister. If reports were true then it would not surprise Iun if he knew of the newly crowned Queen’s mother. Even if he didn’t, and he claimed a change of heart, a shift over a few weeks was nothing compared to years of established fact.
But they were not worthy of her clothing.
Her clothing would don the race that held the universe under its thumb for countless centuries, the icejin. To create fashion that was capable of transforming alongside the body of the wearer was a challenge that Iun was ready to take on but unfortunately she would never receive the chance. The icejin transformed before her eyes into their brute form along with respectable power. The pink clad Cardinal touched down on the roof just in front of the icejin as he levitated in the air. Her head cocked to the side as a smile was on her face.
“It will be such a pleasure dressing you in more appropriate clothing. What you have on now does you no justice,” Iun bubbly said. With that she would disappear from view before reappearing right behind the creature. Her fingers would stretch out in front of her as her faith fibers sprang out from her fingers with the intention of attaching themselves to his back in the light they would appears as small red strands of energy. After they attached she would pull her hand hard in an attempt to launch the icejin through the air and away from everything else. They needed their privacy if she was going to create fashion for him.
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Post by Frigid on Oct 16, 2014 20:28:43 GMT -5
Frigid levitated feet from the ship as he watched the scene play around him. There was a bloodlust growing deep inside him, something he had only recently came to call the Brute. It was something that Frigid had discovered when he'd transformed the first time. After that, it laid dormant for a while, but Frigid could feel its presence deep within him. Only recently, having came to Belegost had that presence escalated. And with the betrayal of Sebastian, that presence turned into much more than that. Now it had overtaken him; and upon transforming, Frigid welcomed it.
The girl with the blond pigtails neared him, touching down on the roof in front of him. Her appearance was nothing more than a child, but Frigid knew otherwise. She was a powerful presence, having not earned the title of Cardinal from anything else. Cocking her head to the side, she smiled; her face trying to deceive the Icejin.“It will be such a pleasure dressing you in more appropriate clothing." She told him, What you have on now does you no justice.” He voice was bubbly and innocent, but Frigid was too wise to fall for the rues.
Vanishing before him, Frigid had only seconds to react. Blades of Ki exploded from his arms, his body twisting to try to avoid the attack most likely coming from behind. But the pink-clad girl was too fast, and as the Icejin turned, he was caught by a few thin, red strands of ki connected to the girl's fingertips. She whipped hard on them, and the Icejin was tossed like a ragdoll into the air.
A smile rippled across Frigid's face as he rose into the air, the blade on his left hand lashing out to release him from the ki threads. If successful in severing the ties, Frigid's arms and legs would stretch out, stopping his body in the air. From there, above the girl, he would unleash a barrage of powerful golden ki blasts towards her. He would need to keep his ki blades active, to avoid the strings. If unsuccessful in severing the threads, Frigid would be in the mercy of his opponent. In a situation he would want to stay out of.
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Iun Harime
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Post by Iun Harime on Oct 20, 2014 0:11:05 GMT -5
The Icejin did not seem to be ready to admit that the Cardinal was going to be able to provide him with something that was sorely needed. Everyone had seen that same old worn out battle armor look. She was going to be able to provide the young Icejin with the new attire that was desperately needed by the Universe. Unfortunately she did not see him as openly receptive to the idea as he cut through her glimmering red faith fibers with an energy blade projecting out from his hand. It was a nifty little trick but one that would be followed up by a barrage of ki blasts.
“That is good attempt at trying to take the offensive!” Iun happily stated. She wanted to make sure that he felt like his efforts were not going to be forgotten or ignored. The Cardinal watched with her one good eye as the blast began to descend upon her. Her open hand lifted in front of her before launching several blasts. Her own blasts would smash into the icejin’s causing them to erupt in an explosion of smoke in between them. Iun was just about to speak when her eye picked up a few that she had missed, in that instance her face flashes to a serious demeanor as her parasol is lowered off of her shoulder. Quickly it snaps shut before it is swiped through the air numerous times, each time deflecting the ki blasts sending them flying off into the distance. Once dealt with the parasol would snap back open and once again be lowered onto Iun’s shoulder with that care free smile.
“Tell me icejin. Why are you here right now? All I know of the situation is that a small band of warriors threatens the graceful peace that has long been held over Mement Mor. Then to see Sebastian without his cloak amongst your presence leads me to further question what is going on. Surely a being as smart as you would know. So speak you precious creature, what are your true intentions here today?” Iun bubbled with contagious giddiness.
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Post by Frigid on Oct 20, 2014 20:31:59 GMT -5
“That is good attempt at trying to take the offensive!” The pink-clad warrior told him. Opening her hand to the blasts, she fired her own barrage, blasting most of them into harmless fireworks. The few stragglers that made it past her barrage were quickly whipped away with a whack from her umbrella. Upon deflecting the last of the blasts, her umbrella turned back to its former place, on her shoulder. A smile crossed her face as she once again opened her big mouth:
“Tell me icejin. Why are you here right now? All I know of the situation is that a small band of warriors threatens the graceful peace that has long been held over Mement Mor. Then to see Sebastian without his cloak amongst your presence leads me to further question what is going on. Surely a being as smart as you would know. So speak you precious creature, what are your true intentions here today?”
Her voice carried a contagious happiness to it; but it was not contagious in the way she might have wanted. A sadistic smile crossed Frigid's own face as he eyed the girl curiously. Her innocence was intriguing. Frigid could tell it was fake; the way the girl moved and reacted was proof of that. She had experience in battle. But her actions also carried that same innocence to them in a way. Frigid would be sure to bring out the real face hiding behind this Cardinal's mask.
"The reason I am here today, little girl, is..." Frigid's tail wagged happily behind him, his tongue running across his pale lips, hungry for bloodshed,"Is to kill you." His voice twisted, carrying a tone that was no longer his. His eyes widened, reddening with excitement. Cocking his arm back, letting the golden ki build inside his clenched fist, Frigid readied a Death Wave.
As quickly as the ki built up, Frigid threw a violent punch, releasing a scythe-like wave of golden ki shooting towards the girl. Then, following up closely behind it, Frigid would rush forward, his left blade bearing hand cocked back to send a diagonal slash at the girl. If she managed to block the wave, she might be left open for the slash, but if she somehow blocked both, Frigid would most likely be left open for an attack. A move like this would a double-edged sword to a point, but Frigid wanted; no, Frigid needed to make this girl bleed. To make her pay for Arpatiko's needless death. To take revenge for everyone the Universal Church of One hurt. But, most sinisterly of all because deep down, Frigid just wanted to kill her for fun.
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Iun Harime
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Post by Iun Harime on Oct 22, 2014 23:58:38 GMT -5
"The reason I am here today, little girl, is…Is to kill you.” The icejin spewed with delight as he stared Iun down. At this a slight frown formed at the corner of her mouth as she was disappointed by the creature’s answer. She had heard of great warriors arriving off from beyond the horizon in stories before and each time they always claimed to the heroes of the story. Iun had been expecting this approach and was bummed that the icejin would not at least try and claim this. Instead he fully embraced the role of the villain and slaughtering monster that has beset a poor peaceful planet. If he wanted to play the villain then she would be happy to play the hero.
“Boo. I was hoping that you would at least make the assertion that you are the hero in this situation fighting for your friends.” Iun sadly returned back to the icejin as the ki scythe began to descend upon her. While impressive the brute was going to have to do more if he wanted to truly harm the Cardinal of Culture. “I will just have to stop the monster then…and then we can redesign that dreadful outfit of yours!” Iun pepped up at the end.
With effortless motion Iun danced backwards out of the way of the ki scythe as it carved through the building. The poor structure was cut in twain instantly sending two large pieces into the air for what felt like an eternity as debris continued to fill the air. Iun tossed her parasol high into the air as faith fibers shot from her fingers to grab onto each piece. These would gladly be her weapons in the coming battle. It was at that moment that the icejin appeared from the cloud of dust with his ki blade still humming from his hand. Iun began to fall backwards in an effort to avoid the slash. This maneuver was semi successful as the ki blade cut across her left shoulder sending a shiver of pain crawling over her spine. It was in that moment that Iun brought her hands together sharply as she zoomed away from the icejin. The two massive pieces of debris would come colliding inwards at him in an attempt to crush him in between like a roach under a foot. Iun would land on a roof top just off to the rear, lash her finger up towards her parasol and immediately rip it back towards her. Once in her hand Iun would do one of two actions. If the icejin managed to avoid the attack she would charge in slamming her parasol into his stomach in an attempt to stun before flipping backwards and kicking at his chin hoping to send him off into the distance. If he was hit by the attack she would wait for him to reemerge before slamming her parasol upside his head which would be followed up by a kick to that would send him potentially flying through several buildings. In both situations Iun would never falter in brandishing her innocent looking smile and pleasant demeanor.
The wound on her should did not need immediate medical attention as the cut was rather shallow and the only real sign of damage would be a slight trickle of blood that ran down from it. This brute wanted to be a monster like nothing else and Iun doubted that he would stop otherwise.
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Post by Frigid on Nov 2, 2014 19:34:24 GMT -5
“Boo. I was hoping that you would at least make the assertion that you are the hero in this situation fighting for your friends. I will just have to stop the monster then…and then we can redesign that dreadful outfit of yours!”
Frigid scoffed as he watched the girl dance backwards, avoiding the Death Wave attack that he had sent at her. There was no way that she was as daft as she was playing. The way she fought told Frigid exactly that. And as she connected herself to the pieces of building behind her with the familiar little red threads of ki, Frigid could see her combat experience more and more. She was not dumb, in fact she was smart and strategically with each move she made. She reminded Frigid of himself in a few ways; and that made the Icejin sick. He didn't want to be connected to this girl in any way. She was a menace to the Universe; just as the Church of One was.
"Neither of us have the right to play hero, girl!" he roared as the girl narrowly avoided a slash of his Death Blade. Slipping backwards, the blade grazed her shoulder, but it was purely cosmetic. As she retreated, she brought her hands together in front of her, the red threads tightening to pull the pieces of building right at Frigid from either side. Frigid would lose sight of her as the debris advanced on top of him, ready to squish him like bug.
There was little time to react, but the Icejin had his blade readied; his mind quickly cleared. Bringing his blade crossed his shoulder, he would lash out, slicing through the blunt of the buildings as the collided on him. In a frenzied motion, his arms would lash out, a blade forming on his right arm. Slashing though the frame of the building was not as easy as the Icejin might have hoped, but he lessened the blow as pieces connected cocooning him inside. As the building grinded together, there was no avoiding getting damaged. Pieces of stone, steel, and glass exploded at him, damaging his armor, and opening many small wounds.
His arms pushed against his body as the buildings wrapped around him, his blades fizzling out. Letting out a roar of pain, his hands clenched to fists, his power exploding outwards in an attempt to remove himself from the coffin he was incased in. Reaching its maximum, Frigid's golden ki exploded, pushing the building pieces away from him. As they exploded outwards, he would be shrouded in ki, dust, and debris, panting heavily to catch his breath. His armor was now useless, tattered and beaten. His skin was riddled with cuts, but for the most part it was cosmetic. He was far from beaten.
As the dust began to settle, a dark silhouette rushed the Icejin, a long parasol whipping towards his head. His hand lashed out, catching the parasol, and he smiled darkly to show he was still in this fight. However, a hard kick to his torso connected, sending him flying backwards, and tearing the parasol from his hands, his claws likely tearing through the fabric.
Frigid neared the first building, which the girl had hoped to send him through, and instead slowed himself before kicking his feet backwards. His feet hit the building, his legs reacting like springs as he crouched down to catapult himself back towards the girl. Cocking his fist back, he would ready a punch aimed at the girl's stomach. If it connected, the girl would likely double over and Frigid would bring his hands together above his head, then crash them down on the girls head. If the punch missed, Frigid would again be left open, but not before whipping a hard tail at the girl's side.
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Iun Harime
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Post by Iun Harime on Nov 5, 2014 23:57:55 GMT -5
The icejin proved tough but the object of Iun’s loathing disappeared in an explosion of rock and debris. From the two boulders crushing together the slightly damaged icejin burst forth with anger. The hideous set of armor that had donned his chest was now in pieces and with a flare of energy it was no more. It was in the next moment that Iun’s umbrella went to hit the icejin in the head but as it went to connect his arm snapped upwards catching the pink accessory. It was in that moment that the hard kick she had thrown connected with his torso sending him flying backwards. His fingers ripped through the fabric destroying the pink perfect accessory. A frown slowly drew across her face as she realized that her second favorite object was destroyed.
Like a rocket the icejin shot back at the Cardinal of Culture with the building behind him exploding sending debris raining down on the streets below. It was only more evidence of that the brute was proving to be the true villain in this fight. In only a matter of a second the brute’s fist collided with her stomach hard causing her to double over and the wind to escape her lungs. It had been a long time since someone had actually landed a full blow on her in a fight; then again it had been a long time since she had been in a fight. The icejin’s hands came together over Iun’s head but with a twirl of her fingers her red faith fibers would shoot to wrap around his wrists in an attempt to bind them together. Her hand would shoot upwards catching the icejin’s wrists above her head.
“You call me a villain and claim that I have no right to call myself a hero,” Iun spoke as she slowly straightened up. “Yet I am not the one that has arrived on a foreign planet, attacking everything in sight and saying that you will do nothing but kill me.” Her eyes would meet his. “I help bring and shape culture to those under the influence of the Universal Church of One. I create…I don’t destroy.” Her tone was serious but it was quickly broken as a smile formed on her face. “Just like we are going to create for you something exquisite to wear.” With the final words she would raise her hand to the brute’s chest and fire a blast directly into the area where his heart would be.
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Post by Frigid on Jun 27, 2015 7:46:55 GMT -5
Frigid's fists were quickly bound by the small threads of ki, and his hands were caught in the girl's small hands. "... I create, I don't destroy." Frigid was amused by this. Perhaps she wasn't the one out there destroying, but she was supporting it. The only thing the church had done since his arrival was exactly that. It angered the Brute that the church always plead innocent, especially since they were so far from it.
"Perhaps; but sometimes you have to destroy to create." The words escaped his mouth in a whisper, hushed by the girl's next move. Stating that she was going to cloth him, the pink-girl's hand rose, aimed at Frigid's heart. There was little time to react, and Frigid's instinct took over. A Death Blade formed on his tail, hastily whipping itself towards the girls middle. Whether his blade connected or not, he hoped that the girl would be forced to shift, knocking her blast off course.
It was too early for Frigid to die; this fight had just began. He had far too much left he needed to finish. Conri, and Kuro were counting on him; hell even the Prince of Saiyans Ninjin would be counting on him. If he couldn't hold his own against this small girl, he would fail them, and himself; not just that, he would fail the whole universe, and that was not a weight his shoulder could bear. No longer was the rage in him burning. The beast he felt inside him had fled again. This time his attack was not fueled by anger, it was fueled by pure determination and confidence. He would win this fight, and he would do his part of saving the universe.
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Iun Harime
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Post by Iun Harime on Jul 2, 2015 22:24:50 GMT -5
The icejin was proving to be more adept at battle than she was actually giving him credit for. With a quick slash of his tail the faith fibers were slashed and with a dodge he leapt away creating enough room that would allow the Cardinal to descend back down to the roof of a building. The icejin really needed some help in the fashion department. The colors didn’t work and the patterns on his skin while classic for an icejin it was antiquated. If she draped some robes around his broad shoulders and accented them with some well-placed silks he would look as royal as those of his race claimed to be.
“I suppose you are right but I really prefer to remodel the scraps that have been given to me. From miscellaneous scraps you can form the most majestic creations. Take for example what I have envisioned for you. We just have to rearrange a few things and then we have what can truly shine in the light of the sun.” Iun said with a large smile on her face. Reaching her hand into the top of her dress and quickly yanking upwards producing a large purple half of a scissor. The manner in which it was produced was almost cartoonish and absurd. “In order to produce those scraps I am going to need the proper scissor. So icejin are you coming to try and do what you think is right? It will be amusing to see you fail like your little friends.”
(Sorry about the post. Just getting back into the character.)
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Post by Frigid on Jul 4, 2015 9:32:01 GMT -5
It seemed he had a sharper eye than expected as his slash cut through the fibers and broke her shot completely. The small girl descended to a roof top and again began speaking of clothing Frigid. She pulled a sword from her dress, and a cocky grin rushed over Frigid's face. Swordplay was something Frigid was very familiar with. However, with the girl's next words Frigid's smile faded; "It will be amusing to see you fail like your little friends."
Landing on a nearby rooftop himself, a chuckle escaped his throat."You've got it all wrong, girl," a bright beam of golden ki burst from Frigid's right hand, forming a familiar Death Blade, "You are the ones who are failing."
The toothy-grin was back on the Icejin's face in an instant as his legs flexed and he rushed forwards, his power level reaching its maximum. His fist drew his blade back, which he unleashed in a furious barrage of attacks, and in an attempt to knock the girl off balance, he would whip his tail at her feet. His speed was incredible for something of his size, and it was something that even surprised Frigid. He'd grown so much in the short time since he left his home. It was incredible.
(Don't worry. I am in the same boat.)
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Iun Harime
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Post by Iun Harime on Jul 8, 2015 22:47:50 GMT -5
Slash after slash rained towards the Cardinal of Culture from the icejin brute but he did not drive her back one inch. Her purple scissor blade was matching every strike the icejin threw at her. The speed and precision did not matter; there was no difference in skill things had to be like this. Without it the Cardinal of Culture would never truly be able to enjoy breaking the icejin down and rebuilding him into something better. However while she was skilled with the blade a few times just due to the simple size difference it was harder for her to maneuver her blade than he could his. Several times the blades would skirt past her before slicing across her skin and sending blood into the air.
She could not let this mongrel get the upper hand for a single moment and she would artfully step to the side dragging her blade along the roof before repeating the movement as she would dance around the blade. Let him continue charging forward and run right into her trap. As he went for another slice Iun’s hand would snap out in front of her sending faith fibers connecting to the roof below the brute. She would yank up pulling the massive slabs of concrete up in order to crush him inside. She would then zanzoken above him and drive a hard kick down on top of his pointed skull in an effort send him flying to the ground floor below. Once there Iun would fire four blasts at the main supports of the building in an effort to bring it down on top of the icejin.
“Let’s see if you can dodge that. I know you can though so give it your best effort!” She would call after him when she launched him downwards.
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Post by Frigid on Jul 11, 2015 7:58:47 GMT -5
The two danced intensely as they fought. In the eye of a mere civilian, it would look just like that. Their speed too fast to catch, the blades they used, invisible. But to the two fighters, it was a fight to the death. With each move, there was no doubt that it was meant to kill. So was the nature of war, and it felt so different to Frigid. He was used to fighting for fun, to improve; not to kill someone.
Arpatiko was the first person Frigid had ever killed. Sure, he had not finished him off, but he was part of it. He killed him. It was a weight to bare, but Arpatiko had helped lighten the load with his final words. Frigid would bring down the Universal Church of One, and the only way to stop people like them was shown when Arpatiko died. They had to be killed.
Frigid had accepted that fact. He would do everything in his power to stop Iun from killing him. The Icejin watched the girls hand shoot out her stings of ki. Realizing she was aiming to crush him again as the fibers met the floor, ki burst out of Frigid left hand. Flicking his foot, he would begin to spin, his blades lashing out at the concrete slabs that were rising from the floor. As the blades met the stone, they would slice through them like a hot knife through butter. However, this would keep him from seeing the girl vanish and reappear above him.
Her foot drawn back, she would aim a powerful kick at Frigid's head. As her foot connected, there was no doubt that one of his horns was met, hopefully doing damage to the girl, and breaking off in the process. The floor below him exploded under him, sending him flying downwards through a few floors. Had Frigid the time to think, he might be reminded of his fight with Ninjin. But that was not the case. There was no time to think, it was time to act.
Stopping himself as quickly as possible, Frigid would bend his arms and knees in a power-up stance. Ki swirled around him, forming a protective bubble just as the girl's ki blasts connected with the frame of the building, and the building toppled down on him. The ki bubble held, and as the dust and debris rose into the air, Frigid's barrier vanished and he rushed forward. He would be invisible in the smoke cloud unless the girl could since his ki.
Pointing himself at the girl's last known location, he would rush forward with his blades again, and send another barrage of attacks her way. She was skilled with a blade, but the Icejin had noticed her blade was harder for her to control in close quarters. This time he would move in closer with his blades, and take a chance that he was as skilled as he believed.
"I will end this!" He would shout when he began his barrage, a demonic snarl on his face highlighted by his broken right horn.
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Iun Harime
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Post by Iun Harime on Jul 15, 2015 18:15:05 GMT -5
The icejin was relentless with his barrage. The building only slowed him down momentarily and that was in due large part to his toughened hide. Iun made a mental note to herself that she was going to have to look into fabricating something along the lines of armor in similar tensile strength to that of his hide. Perhaps he could be the first to give his body over to Aon in order for research to be done to further protect that loyal and devote members of the Universal Church of One. Iun’s eye could pick up the explosions from the battles around them. Things were heating up and no doubt the droll set of armor would extinguish the Saiyans soon enough. After that this battle was won. She could see the fleets of ships as they fled from the atmosphere. Unlike any society in the entire galaxy the Universal Church of One was ready to evacuate Mement Mor in case something drastic were to happen.
“Tell me. How much armor do you think I could make out of your skin? You would go on to save so many lives not only directly by protecting the faithful but also indirectly by converting so many more to the true salvation that extends beyond the world. Your one life would do so much good. What do you say?” Iun happily stated as she parried his blows with a smile. It would be in a split second though that her eye was able to catch the movement of the blade that would cost her dearly. She tossed her purple scissor blade to her left hand just as the energy blade the icejin had sliced clear through her arm. The energy blade would sever several inches below the shoulder blade. It was a clean cut and while some blood was flowing from the wound it did not worry the Cardinal of Culture. Taking the time that would have been used to dodge she thrust forward in the direction of the icejin’s chest. If he wanted to take her arm from her she was gladly going to run him through using her own blade.
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Post by Frigid on Jul 18, 2015 8:22:25 GMT -5
His barrage would have been enough to worry anyone back on Omega, but here, against the pink-clad girl, it was matched. Her speed met each blow without a second to spare. With each connection, a burst of energy and sparks flew into the air, showering the fighters in a storm of fireworks. Frigid was confident he would get the better of her soon enough. And that confidence grew as the girl spoke. Each of her words were aimed at Frigid, hoping to aggravate him. At this point, he wouldn't have been surprised if she really wanted to skin him; and that was just making him fight harder. However, soon after, the girl made a move that surprised the Icejin.
Her sword jumped from her right hand to her left, just in time for Frigid's blade to soar right through her arm. At same moment, the girl used what time it would have cost her to dodge, to jab her blade at Frigid's chest. It was a very strategic move, like sacrificing your knight in chess to checkmate the king. And no matter what Frigid did, he was going to feel this one, even after trying to adjust his body so the weapon would miss anything important.
The tip of the blade entered his body high to the left of his chest. He could feel the blade as it grinded against his collarbone. The blade ripped out of his back and his breath caught in his throat. He wanted to scream, the pain almost too much to handle, but there was no time for that. He could feel the ki vanish from his left hand as the life was drained from it. His arm was out of this fight as well.
His long tail quickly wrapped itself against the blade, locking it inside the Icejin's body, hopefully preventing her from doing any more damage. The remaining ki blade vanished and Frigid's arm swiftly cocked back, Ki building inside his fist. In one fluid motion, Frigid's fist would release, aiming a powerful Death Wave attack to the girl's right side. As the fist neared it's target, it would release a powerful, golden wave of energy. Hopefully this attack would do some damage to this twisted little pink-clad warrior.
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