Match of the Millennium

Description: The manifestation of Raiden at the conference with Kazuya was eye-opening, to say the least. A physical god, unleashing pure lightning and thunder in a holy fury. But that was far from the most ominous appearance for the Mishima. Akuma's arrival at the battle with Raiden was only a taste of the power the raging demon sought. Now, Akuma has trailed after Kazuya, the brutal fighter seeking a true challenge. Kazuya is not unprepared; he knows he is marked by the demon. And he awaits Akuma high at the Floating Garden Observatory, ready for battle. Akuma will wring out the ultimate power of Kazuya, one way or another.

[KAZUYA]
Kazuya stands atop the observatory, the wind beating his overcoat against his legs. The world balances on the brink, but Kazuya Mishima is not afraid. The best and worst of Heihachi's confidence -- no, his hubris -- is present in his son. With the UN threatening to destroy his empire, and possibly Japan with it, Kazuya does not know fear.

Instead, he knows rage. Seething, bitter hatred is so familiar to Kazuya that it's like an old friend. From the time his father killed his mother and tried to his son as well, Kazuya resolved to never let anyone or anything stand in the way of his victory. The words of his father--the one piece of advice that he held on to--still echo in his ears:

In a fight, the only thing that matters is who is left standing.

Raiden unleashed his terrible rage, and Kazuya intended to stop the god then and there for daring to destroy his work in Hokkaido. Heihachi's meddling kept that from happening, and now another--a demon instead of a god--has come after him. This time, Kazuya has no intention of running away.

[AKUMA]
A snap of distant lightning, and he is there.

He kneels down, the crown of flame at his head flaring in the backdrop against the shot of white, and darkening his silhouette to near indistinction. One fist rests against the glass surface, feeling the heartbeat of the world, a reverberation that all of the steel and glass in the world could not dull.

"So you blindly accept your fate," the warrior observes, his rage soaked voice making even a whisper into a scream. "You, who stands at the precipice....!"

The demon does not strand directly in the open air of the observatory, preferring to stand directly on the glass of the structure that forms its underpinnings, giving him a greater view of the great drop and the battlefield he is about to enter. His voice is like a heartbeat -- it could carry for a mile and still be heard. He makes no secret of his perch, and the force that radiates from him seems to fold the sky.

"Your fate was wished on long ago... and I have killed to pay tribute to this battle." He slowly rises. "So, cast aside all the ties that bind you, and be freed from this mortal coil...!!"

COMBATSYS: Akuma has started a fight here.

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Akuma            0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Kazuya has joined the fight here.

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Akuma            0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0           Kazuya

[KAZUYA]
"So you did come."

Kazuya stands with his arms crossed. His own shadow is cast over the street below as the storm flashes behind him. The demon addresses him, and Kazuya snorts. It's a short, bitter laugh without humor. He steps slowly around to face Akuma as he undoes the belt of his jacket.

The wind catches it, and the jacket is lost into the city below. For some, it would be a month's salary. For Kazuya, it matters little.

As the coat blows away, lightning sparks again, this time around Kazuya. It arcs around his body as he dashes into the garden, rushing toward Akuma. He drops into a bent stance as he ends his charge, snapping out with a straight punch, as if to test the demon's power.

COMBATSYS: Akuma blocks Kazuya's Medium Punch.

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Akuma            0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0           Kazuya

[AKUMA]
In a real battle, words are the first to die on the field.

The fight begins like two swords clashing harshly on the field. The man in the dark gi straightens as the lightning unleashes Kazuya, the Mishima chakra causing the air to light with the taste of Heaven and Hell alike. The vicious young man--for he is young but only in comparison to demons--cuts down the space between them. Akuma's face never changes, a whiplash grim expression belted across his jaw as the son aggresses.

The master of the fist rises, taking one hungering step forward.

Martial force collides with the electric arcs of Kazuya's dashing straight, the blow absorbed into Akuma's rolling arm. Branches of light churn, reacting violently across Akuma's body as dark lines of red begin to crawl from him, a smouldering ache for blood that vivisects his soul, laying a darkness bare only in this moment. Rolling his shoulder into the impact, Akuma attempts to open Kazuya's guard in that moment, and then stabs his palm forward in an uppercutting arc. He moves to hit him in the ridge of his ribs with an upward jarring force, hard enough to force him off the ground and cut his connection with it.

A lesser man would have had his ribcage shattered.

COMBATSYS: Akuma successfully hits Kazuya with Tenha.

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Akuma            0/-------/-----==|===----\-------\0           Kazuya

[KAZUYA]
Kazuya's almost seem to flash red as lightning arcs around his body. His fist collides with Akuma's guard, and Kazuya turns his knuckle to drive the impact in. Even as Kazuya drives forward, Akuma's counter offensive slips through his guard.

The palm smashes against his ribs with a jarring rattle and the faint crackle of bone giving way to overwhelming force. Kazuya's feet leave the ground as the force drives him into the air. The Mishima's face twists into a snarl as he turns away...

But then Kazuya snaps to attention, his left eye--the prosthetic--glowing brightly as he surges with power. He snaps out to try and take hold of Akuma's bicep. He yanks, dragging himself toward the demon as he grasps at the shoulder of his gi.
%tAnd then Kazuya snaps his head forward, driving to slam his forehead against Akuma's skull.

COMBATSYS: Akuma full-parries Kazuya's Stonehead!!

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Akuma            0/-------/---====|=====--\-------\0           Kazuya

[AKUMA]
Their spirits are written in their blows.

Akuma's attention snaps tight against Kazuya when the vicious Mishima's left eye flares brightly with power. Unlike his counterpart's, there is no humanity left in the master's eyes, atrocity long since having bleached them into crimson fire. As Kazuya writhes in the air, a caged cat, the demon twists.

An admirable power. A great force dwells within. Vicious without measure, but restrained...!!
As Mishima's skull pistons against him, he merely continues onward, his striking hand raising as he moves to interject it, a lightningstroke of a blow that will snatch Kazuya out of the air by the head. The grip of four hands begins. Kazuya will lock onto Akuma viciously at the bicep and gi, and Akuma will snap tight on him in an instant, moving to grip him by the skull and waistbelt.

"If you mean to embarass your father with an ignoble death, continue to displease me..."

Slow building, the demon rages, drunk on anger. Akuma twists into the motion, kicking off with one leg into the air, trying to carry Mishima with him. He falls backwards, trying to tractor Kazuya across him by the head. The world inverts, violently, powerfully, as Akuma trails red force. If Kazuya loses control, even for a second, even for an eyeblink, he will go from trying to stave in Akuma's head to being snatched by the skull and pulled into a full on tomoe slam that will fold concrete and shatter every pane of glass within earshot, Akuma's bodily impact alone enough to send razor sharp shards of glass cascading from the sky.


"Show me, or I will paint your innards across the sky...!!!"

COMBATSYS: Akuma successfully hits Kazuya with Gou Tomoe Nage EX.
- Power hit! -

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Akuma            0/-------/-======|=======\=------\1           Kazuya

[KAZUYA]
Wind buffets Kazuya's ears as he drives his skull toward Akuma's. For a moment, the world is in slow motion, the Mishima seeing everything fall apart as Akuma shifts and reaches for his face. In a moment, the world seems to resume motion when Akuma's fingers tighten around Kazuya's skull like a vice and the demon's other hand grasps his belt. There's a rush as he's thrown overhead.

Kazuya's shout of pain is practically lost in the cacophony of shattering glass. He's slammed against concrete with seismic impact. The floor cracks and breaks, warping around Kazuya as he collides with it. Everything in his body feels like it's been broken against the mountain of rage that is Akuma.

"You know nothing of my father," Kazuya suddenly snaps, pushing his body beyond its limits. He forces himself into a somersault roll away from the impact, tumbling back into his feet and driving himself back to his feet as though he didn't have his organs and bones shattered against the floor. "But I will not die. Not until I have broken that man with my owns hands."

Kazuya powers forward again, lightning dancing across the muscle and sinew. He dives toward Akuma and grabs for his face, or, failing that, his gi. He pulls forward, trying to put the karate master off balance as Kazuya keeps moving forward.

He then snaps forward with a lightning charged knee aimed for the small of Akuma's back. Aiming to push him forward, Kazuya steps into a follow-up with a spinning kick toward the back of the demon's head!

COMBATSYS: Kazuya successfully hits Akuma with Gates of Hell.
! VENGEANCE !

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Akuma            1/---====/=======|===----\-------\0           Kazuya

[AKUMA]
Blows are traded like sledgehammers.
Akuma can feel it, that desperate rage. The tumult in a man's soul as he realizes that the gates at the end of his own life are slowly opening. The force of Akuma's attack was beyond that most men have ever tasted, the difference between being hit with a fist and hit with a mountain.

But Kazuya is a man who has tasted worse.

The blade of Kazuya's lightning-threaded charge pulls Akuma off of his mountainous battle stance, a calculating anger and determination driving him past and stabbing through Akuma, his knee throwing him off of his guard just long enough for the axeblow of that kick to smash into the back of his skull. A tie rips through the air as the blood flies.

At first, it seems a truly horrific amount of blood for a single blow, arcing across the grounds.

But he whirls. The demon's eyes light even in the harshest of shadow.
One hand combs through the bleeding axewound in the back of his head, his flame hair flaring wild and unkempt, the cordage used for the tie laying across the ground. When his hand comes away bloody, Akuma regards it with bitter pleasure, his eyes half-lidded and knife-like teeth grim and coated in crimson. ".....Now.. now we begin," Akuma concludes.

Then he tries to punch Kazuya square in the chest, the aftershock from the blow enough to crumple iron ten feet behind him.

COMBATSYS: Akuma knocks away Kazuya with Gou Shouha.
~ Cruel hit! ~

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\0           Kazuya

[KAZUYA]
The scene is many years ago. A young Kazuya, barely ten at the oldest, throws himself at his father. He charges, throwing punch after punch helplessly at Heihachi Mishima. Heihachi, one of the greatest martial artists to ever live, was then in his prime. It is a scene akin to a man trying to fight a tank with a slingshot.

"You killed my mother!" Kazuya bellows. "I'll kill you, you bastard!"

%Now, Kazuya steps out of his axe kick. His bones groan in protest as lightning arcs along his body still. He shifts into a focused, low stance stance and tenses his muscle. The strain forces a cough from his lungs, and with it comes blood. Kazuya wipes it with the back of his fist, and a wicked smile crosses his face as Akuma takes a moment to recover. Yes, Kazuya tells himself. The demon can bleed.

But then it all unravels. It seems to end as soon as Akuma is ready to begin. Kazuya finds Akuma upon him before he can react. His eyes widen in shock as he realizes he will not react in time. Kazuya's highly trained instincts have taught him when how to fight with some of the greatest in the world. To block and dodge the blows of world class fighters.

It has also taught him when his movements are too sluggish, when his body will not act with the speed he needs. The demon's fist collides with Mishima's chest and he can feel his heart stop. Force ripples through the air as he's driven back, slamming into a steel pillar and bouncing into a tumble. He hits the below with a meaty thump.

Kazuya lies still.

COMBATSYS: Kazuya takes no action.

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|

COMBATSYS: Kazuya can no longer fight.

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|

COMBATSYS: Kazuya has joined the fight here.

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0           Kazuya

COMBATSYS: Kazuya awakens to his potential!

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0           Kazuya

Heihachi holds his son's battered body over the precipice of a cliff. He tosses Kazuya off the cliff, the boy falling down, down into the chasm. His father's words ring through his ears, telling him to come back and try again--if he survives.

Kazuya lies motionless on the fractured concrete. He has fought the demon and been broken. His years of training were not enough, not against a man who lives and breathes the killing fist. Even Heihachi's grueling upbringing and Kazuya's maniacal drive to destroy his father were not enough to defeat the demon. As before, Kazuya has been thrown from the precipice to the chasm below.

A young and broken Kazuya lays at the bottom of the chasm, crying. He calls for his father and for his mother. Neither of them answer, but someone does.

"Do you desire power?"

"Y-yes."

"The power to overthrow your father?"

"Yes!"

Kazuya's heart beats once more. His three eyes open. Spreading his wings, the Devil rises wordlessly to face Akuma anew.

[AKUMA]
Akuma stands over the body, derision knit across his face.
"The potential for unparallelled viciousness.... lain on the ground like so much broken cordwood.... the fate of everyone, and everything, who dares hold back against the killing might of my fist..."

The demon does not move, sensing the unearthly power welling within the dead body. The devil surges, coming to his full height, forcing Akuma to jump back, his hands open and ready as he slams into the concrete some ways away. He glares at Kazuya, the three-eyed devil before him with a grim satisfaction. There is nothing in the demon that feels elated, nothing in him that feels pleased. There is only the next fight.

His fists demand nothing less.

Akuma widens his stance, opening one hand and lowering it, clenching the other and lifting it. His foot spears the ground, the concrete cracking and bleeding red light as he raises on the balls of his feet in an iron horse stance. He growls, the sound of an axe drug across a whetstone, as red force seeps from every pore in his body. With a flame crown that flares openly, Akuma settles into a true martial stance, the rope at his hands squealing with the force and tension that ripples through his body, aching to be released.
"Come, then, and be eviscerated limitlessly.."

COMBATSYS: Akuma awaits the next challenger.

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0           Kazuya

[KAZUYA]
Devil Kazuya's feet settle onto the ground with a thump as he stops floating. His red eyes narrow at Akuma, watching the demon with derision and crosses his arms across his chest. Even as he stands there, his bones and organs mend with the newly unleashed power.

"Is this the power you seek?" Kazuya asks. "What drives you to fight gods and monsters?" Kazuya's mouth twists into a wicked smile. "Enjoy it while you can. I'll at least give you the time to do that."

Devil Kazuya suddenly surges with power, lightning crackling along his body with intensity far greater than before. Red lasers of chi erupt from his eyes, sweeping the ground toward Akuma before raking upward along the observatory. It catches an exposed beam, slicing through it and sending a segment of the balcony crashing to the level below.

COMBATSYS: Akuma full-parries Kazuya's Sorai Zanba!!

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|-------\-------\0           Kazuya

[AKUMA]
At first, the master of the fist is silent, grimly looking up as the abominable devil comes from the sky, making a landing before him. The power of it compells him, but the demon remains standing. His breathing is even, measured, corded muscle standing at attention. The violent red force fills every angle of him, seeping into the ground at his feet. Even the chasing cold slips away. Ice crystals melt around him, parching the concrete of their moisture instantly.

He elects to respond with force, the vicious devil's eyebeams spraying across the blade of his hand. He cuts through it as he dives forward into the attack, the spray of energy cutting across his bare hands and setting loose pencilthreads of light around him, as if refracted by a prism. Shadows begin to crawl from him.

When the balcony falls, one kick splits the entire fallen stage in twain, black force rippling across it as Akuma cleaves air, concrete, steel and energy all in half, ripping free that umbra force.

"THERE IS NO REASON TO FIGHT!" Akuma roars, his voice a lion's.
"THE FIGHT IS REASON ENOUGH!!"

With a speed that outpaces his own shadow, Akuma cuts down everything, even the space between them, as he lifts off of the ground. With one whirling scythe kick, he hews through the falling debris, sending tons of glass and steel cascading away from the building. With a second, he is airborne. With the third, he moves to cut the horrific Kazuya down where he stands, a jet demonborne tide of force riding across the blade of Akuma's foot, threatening to collide with and cut through the vicious god.

COMBATSYS: Akuma knocks away Kazuya with Tatsumaki Zankuu Kyaku EX.
# Disabling hit! #

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|====---\-------\0           Kazuya

[KAZUYA]
Devil Kazuya sneers, the purple-blue skin around his mouth pulling taut. His smile disappears when Akuma deflects the beam and then cuts through the debris. The master of the fist does not slow down.

The Devil steels himself, spreading his fists forward and behind as he assumes a karate stance once more. He steels himself, raising his fist to block.

It is not enough. Akuma collides with him bringing force that would more than kill a lesser fighter. It drives the Devil back across the observatory with a rattle; the Mishima is sent flying.

Then his wings unfurl and he stops himself, flapping in a spray of glass and dust. He drives his fist down to slow, heels grinding across the pavement behind him. Red lightning arcs through his body as his aura surges, Kazuya drawing on a dark, infernal power deep within.

He launches back at Akuma with a snarl, lightning gathering along his body before surging into his fist. He drives forward with earthshaking force; his wings flap to carry him forward, but the style is there. He brings with him the dreaded power of Mishima Karate, but also of something else. Something more wicked.

COMBATSYS: Akuma instinctively blocks Kazuya's Glorious Demon God Fist.

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|===----\-------\0           Kazuya

[AKUMA]
The two clash, a whirlwind meeting a tidal wave.

As he lands, the demon is supremely confident in his strength, knocking the devil back with scything tides. However, the rotational forces of his kick take scant moments to bleed away. Moments that matter between warriors. As he whirls to a stop, straw waraji hit the ground harshly, the symbol on the back of his gi flaring with the impact, the red force draining from his body.

The hellspawn killer surges in, a bolt of lightning in the dark. At his current rate of speed, there is no time to respond, no time to defend. In the throes of his last attack, Akuma would not be able to assume a battle stance in time.
So he doesn't.

Akuma leans back for only a moment into the dread fist, one dusky hand wrapped in rope slamming into the devil's wrist, for a moment seeming to have eyes in the back of his head. He moves into the blow, energy crawling over his body and flaying at his muscle. His body steps back, planting into the ground as he bleeds the momentum from both his own attack and Kazuya's, force immeasurable draining into his body, his frame. Steel crumples, rivets shearing underneath his feet, the ground warping underneath the two. He turns into the blow, his eyes dark. Hundreds of feet beneath him, force begins to boil, blackness beginning to surge and rise.

"This is the worthy battle... be cut into a hundred pieces!!"

He channels it, the hurricane black, into his rising fist.

COMBATSYS: Kazuya blocks Akuma's Messatsu Gou Shoryuu.

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Akuma            0/-------/-<<<<<<|=====--\-------\0           Kazuya

[KAZUYA]
Kazuya Mishima does not relent. He thinks of his battles with his father. He remembers the weak child flailing helplessly against his father. The thought of being denied the one thing he wanted remains salt in a wound even now, decades later. Before him is another who would keep him for his prize. His fury renews itself all over.

The Devil's fist slams into the demon's guard. Lightning surges up his biceps and into his shoulder, crackling with power. Kazuya grits his teeth as the world seems to give way under the crushing power.

The blackness surges, Akuma carrying it with him as he rises into the deadly uppercut. Kazuya reacts instinctively this time, remembering his decades of training and striving to overcome Heihachi. He crossguards, soaking the blow with both forearms and flying back through the air. He sails toward an exposed girder, but with a great flap of his wings, stops himself short.

"Who are you?" Kazuya finally asks. His eyes narrow. "What are you? Where did you get this power?"

He flaps his wings, floating back down. He lands, reaching to take hold of a great tear left by the intensity of Akuma's earlier kick. He tears it away with a clear tug, exposing his bare chest beneath. He bends his knees once more, sinking into a powerful stance. Power flares once more, shaking the ground around him.

And then Kazuya surges forward, striking first with a turning right punch punch toward the solar plexus. The movement is sudden and fierce. He steps back from the punch as soon as he makes it, stepping with his left foot into a heel kick to try and drive the demon back again.

COMBATSYS: Kazuya successfully hits Akuma with Charged Combo.
- Power hit! -

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Akuma            2/<<<<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\-------\0           Kazuya

[AKUMA]
To absorb the demon's Shoryuu without being split into his elemental pieces and destroyed is enough to cement his place as a devil, a feat that brings Akuma's attention to the fore.

As he drives Kazuya back, the demon is silent at first, watching the Mishima scion with a lethal glare before raising his hands in defense against the surging attack. "You have power deep within your blood, I have tasted it," the killer observes, dropping one arm to knock aside the blow to his middle. The focus is not enough--Kazuya's heel kick slams deep into him, almost impaling him on the end of the devil's leg. Bones crunch from the hellbent impact, and the demon's blood flies. Against any other man, even that, the most simplistic of moves, would have speed enough to had been lethal.

With a cataclysmic impact and screaming velocity, the demon is thrown back and away from the Devil, his body tumbling end over end before he spears past the observatory surface, slamming deep into the glass of the broad side of the building, his fingers squealing across the glass surface as he arrests his tailspinning momentum. A convulsion wracks him before sheer will bootstraps his body. Derisively, the demon spits blood on the glass, wiping his lip bitterly as he stands, his body at a bizarre and physics-defying angle to the floating Devil. He looks up, the harsh wind pulling at his loosed flame hair. He cradles the wound in his middle only for a moment, looking for all the world as if he were gored on a bull's horn.

"I have tasted your blood, but the extent of your power is only vengeance!! It will be crumpled by the absolution of this... the greatest reasonless killing intent!! You have pleased me.... AKUMA, MASTER OF THE FIST! Now be consigned to Hell by the purity of the Satsui no Hadou!!!"

He raises his hand, and the swirling black in the air churns, as if in anticipation. In the end, he will leap into the air, and on a spear fist borne from the sky itself, he is going to bring the cannon of his arm right into the center chakra of Kazuya. There is no black shearing force, no fire, no flame erupting from his fist. Only the purity of killing intent.

If Kazuya does not take cover, Akuma will hit him hard enough to split the sky around him into six sections, the force enough to stain the soul of the world with a grisly 'TEN' symbol, carved into the sky with fire.

COMBATSYS: Kazuya interrupts Misogi from Akuma with Devil Fist.
~ Cruel hit! ~

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Akuma            1/-------/<<<<<<<|======-\-------\0           Kazuya

[KAZUYA]
Kazuya steps back as his spear-like heel drives Akuma back. His boot thumps heavily against concrete as he raises his fists again. He waits. The demon is far from done. This is a power unlike any Kazuya has seen before, save perhaps one man. The one man whom Kazuya hates with every fiber of his being.

He watches as Akuma rises an unexpected, unearthly angle. No normal man could accomplish the feat that he does here, nor could he wield this kind of power. Akuma is truly a demon, as much of one as Kazuya could ever claim to be. He listens to Akuma's words, and lightning crackles along Kazuya once again as power ripples through him.

"Vengeance...absolution..."

"A fight is about who is left standing. Nothing else."

The unquestioned might of the Misogi descends on Kazuya. It threatens to split the sky and earth in twain. Kazuya draws back, sweeping his arms in a circle as he focuses his chi.

The collision occurs in an instant. It is a blur as Devil and Demon flash past each other. Kazuya stands--no, floats--with his fist extended, still crackling with energy from his dashing punch. Akuma is now behind him.

Kazuya's chest explodes open in a great gash, a torrent of blood that splatters along the remaining glass and steel. His wings beat desperately as he howls in pain, but he does not fall. Not yet, at least.

[AKUMA]
In the aftermath of the brutal, unrelenting exchange, Akuma is the first to fall to a knee.
"Hrmngh.." he growls.

Blood spatters his hands and the ground, spraying unbidden from his middle, where his gi sags open. One claw-like hand runs the circumference of his skin as he stands slowly. For all of the soul-searing damage visited on him, the worst of it is the seeping anger, the lust for more, and the sensation of one thing, and one thing only. Kazuya's words come to him, now even a distant haze. "That's it," he recognizes.

"The true killing intent... embrace it...!!"

His body crackles powerfully, the aftermath of that Devil power still clinging to him, the energy causing secondary rips in his musculature and snapping along the exposed metal girders on which he stands. And yet, he still stands.

Energy and red force churn inbetween his palms.
"I will return to you.. embrace that evil power, and I will show you the true extent of killing!!"

As his hands trace through the air, rolling up the sky and the ground as if one natural ball of spite, the force blooms to something beyond what is natural and normal, black scythes of energy whirling around the coruscating red sun in his hands. "MESSATSU....!!" the master of the fist roars in martial kiai, and throws himself into the force of the blast, his palms thrusting outward, fingers locked in claws as the world warps around his intent alone, forming a cold, searing blast that shears concrete from steel, and glass from concrete.

Though his Hadou is ostensibly directed towards the devil himself, the scale of the blast is altogether different than what one would encounter on even the most densely packed sports arena. Akuma is not so much attempting to kill Kazuya as he is the entire idea of the building itself, and if Kazuya does not deflect it, the black and red blast will grow to level most of the top third of the building, shockwaves crumpling everything in the wake of the blast and sending vast rooms of mortal and steel smashing into the pavement below.

In the black eclipse, Akuma himself will disappear, leaving in the shadow of destruction. As it always is.

COMBATSYS: Akuma can no longer fight.

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Kazuya           0/-------/-======|

COMBATSYS: Kazuya blocks Akuma's Messatsu Gou Hadou.

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Kazuya           1/-------/=======|

[KAZUYA]
Kazuya's wings beat twice more, the Devil sinking back to land. His chest continues to bleed from the impact of the Misogi. Kazuya's eyes narrow, his focus singular on Akuma. The Hadou billows out, enveloping all that is around it. Kazuya's eyes widen and his power surges. He throws up his guard, bringing both arms to block as the Hadou spreads and consumes all in front of it. Kazuya is pushed back, back...The Hadou continues to press, but it does not overcome Kazuya's guard. It sears at his skin and presses with overwhelming force, but the Mishima rides the surge of force until it's end.

When the blast clears, Kazuya is gone as well. Akuma's words linger heavily. They will meet again. For now, however, the Devil has fled to lick his wounds.

Log created on 19:17:51 10/21/2017 by Akuma, and last modified on 00:24:27 11/16/2017.