Match of the Millennium

Description: Leo Whitefang is one of the kings of Illyria, and is eager in letting all comers to his kingdom. And yet, Naoto's arrival comes with concern. The mysterious outsider has come to face the strongest that Illyria has to offer, and few are stronger than it's king. But even Leo can sense a deeper power within Naoto, as well as the man's strange bloodlust.

[LEO WHITEFANG]
The so called 'Saturday Night Fights!' are good for Illyria. Hosting and participating in them does much for helping to draw the spotlight on the tiny but growing nation and Leo Whitefang is all for anything that places a positive spin on the country considering the bizarre circumstances and dangerous world shaking scenario that led to its creation to begin with.

Thus, when word of the arrival of the challengers reaches the ears of The 2nd King in the War Room, he quickly makes his way from it - heading towards an outside ornate open aired pavilion that has been recently added for this and other spectacles. The film crew have already been here, setting up and using the ornate architecture and restored towers and ramparts of Illyria to their favor and all that they await now is the arrival of The King. And what an arrival it is. As usual, when it comes to flamboyance and arrogance - Leo Whitefang does not disappoint.

"Who DARES stand against me!!" He bellows as he emerges from a massive arcing entrance, a row of Illyrian Knights on either side of him. Their weapons thunder to the ground as they answer in unison.

"An utter fool sir!"

"Who challenges me?!"

"Only the brave sir!!"

"WRONG!" Leo's twin swords spin into being, whirling iron chi around them as they form into their ornate Iron-Cross shapes, massive great swords extending from either arm which he brings before him. "BOTH ARE FOOLS!"

Chi blasts out from around him, blowing away dust and whirling his great coat about dramatically before it settles down..Leaving Leo in that pose for a few akward seconds before he side whispers to one of the knights. "Uh..soldier...are we early?"

[NAOTO]
Here he was again, back in Illlyria, the rumors he was chasing were false. He has found Raquel or Rachel, this was starting to get on his damn nerves. Though as he walks towards the castle, he figured maybe this self-proclaimed king may have information for him, though it was if he can win. The youth makes his way towards the castle, though as he gets close enough, he hears the chants and the loud yelling of someone talking about fools or something.

Walking through the gates, Naoto walks in, his hands in his jacket. He moves forward getting past the Knights who are talking with the King. "I"m right here." he says as he cock his head to the side looking at them all.

Taking notice of the large cross shaped blades, Naoto begins analyzing his opponent, the Eye of the Hunter gauging his opponent, its something no one else would see at all, but still he shrugs and looks around, "Do you know of two women Rachel or Raquel Alucard?" he asks boldly to the Lion guy.

[LEO WHITEFANG]
"Wha.."

Leo turns away from the knights and camera crew and blinks at Naoto. At first there is a big, broad and welcoming smile on his features but when Naoto gets right to the point and the point seemingly has nothing to do with all the fanfare and their actual reason for being here.. Leo finds himself on slightly unbalanced footing and he rears back ever so slightly with a touch of a frown tugging on his lips.

He then pauses, considering the question while one of his hands drums at the holster he uses to keep his 'Dictionary' handy, itching to take it out and start writing.

"Rachel? Raquel? Alucard?" he repeats, sounding out the words carefully and slowly. Dramatic in his consideration of the names before answering, "The name Alucard sounds..familiar on a vague pop-culture sort of way but I know of no person -named- that. There is perhaps a Rachel or a Raquel among the populace but I sense they are likely not the one you seek."

With that, Leo points his blade at Naoto, "I am confused, boy. Did you come here to look for someone or did you come here, a fighter, at the invite of the Saturday Night Fights...committee or whatever it is that runs it. Who are these people that you're looking for?"

[NAOTO]
The big man is loud and Naoto rubs his ears a little, that was one of the bad things about being what he is. Still he sighs when he doesn't hear what he wants to hear. This is a waste of time and he begins to turn and leave. Though when Leo speaks about this comittee, he stops thinking for a moment. "Sure why not." he says to Leo. "Will you quiet down if I win?" the dark skinned teen asks as he looks towards Leo Whitefang.

Having already gauged Leo and the Knights, this will be difficult, though if he's loud and cocky, maybe that would help him in this fight. Naoto takes both his hands out of his pockets and rolls his shoulders. He keeps his hood up, not letting his too much of his face show for this.

[LEO WHITEFANG]
"Hmm.."

Leo's eyes narrow just a touch as behind him there are several gasps and mutterings at the perceived lack of respect from the young man. Leo, however, seems to be focusing on something else and after a momentary pause he lifts a hand up and waves it to calm the guards and bystanders down a touch.

"This -is- the SNF, boy." he chides, "That is why you are here. You also address the king of this nation..." well, one of three but no need to get into the details.. Nor the particulars on Illyria's size and influence just yet. "..Try and treat this little test of skill with with a little more...hrm...respect, intensity and interest. If you need help it can be given but -after- you make it through this fight.."

With that, he drops into his combat stance, crouching down low like a ready to pounce great cat, both of his swords up and crossed before him.

"Show me your worth!"

[NAOTO]
Naoto smirks, "Alright your highness." he says as he lets out a breath and begins bouncing on the balls of his feet, he has his own combat style and stance and from the looks of it, it's more of a brawling style. He has his left fist cocked back and his right up and in front as he sees that he may have caused the Kings Knights a bit of a stir. "I used this to get an audience of some kind, but if we have to fight, and you want me to show my worth fine." he says as he waits for that signal to come for them to do battle.

COMBATSYS: Leo Whitefang has started a fight here.

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Leo Whitefang    0/-------/-------|

COMBATSYS: Naoto has joined the fight here.

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Leo Whitefang    0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0            Naoto

[LEO WHITEFANG]
Enough talk then. Leo can be a man of many words. To many words some might suggest. But when it's time for a battle, the Great Knight turned Illyrian King is all to ready to simply yield to his combat impulses.

Naoto may seem unarmed but Leo has not seen things from berserk Fair Folk and their Mad Queen and Command Gears in action to believe for a second that 'unarmed' means not dangerous.. and Naotos casual approach to this all is..a warning in and of itself.

And so he dashes forward, lunging across the battle field with the speed and power of The Lion that serves as his name sake and crossing the distance between himself and Naoto in the blink of an. His body and blades become a blur of gold and silver as iron chi and magic intermix and trail behind him like jagged claw mark streaks through the air. The King seeking to literally dash past Naoto with a slashing strike and cross him up in the process, as he enters the Brynhldr Stance.

COMBATSYS: Leo Whitefang successfully hits Naoto with Kaltes Gestober Erst.

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Leo Whitefang    0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0            Naoto

[NAOTO]
Naoto has fought a lot in his young life, before becoming something more than he is. Still when he sees Leo coming in towards him, his eyes taking in Leo's movement, and as he analyzes the attack, Naoto tries to roll forward and under the attack, but he misjudged the speed at which Leo was coming and he is sent sprawling backwards from the powerful strike. Skidding and rolling, the dark skinned teen throws himself back into a back somersault and as he lands on the balls of his feet, it was his turn to attack. Leaping into the air just as fast if not faster than Leo, Naoto swings his leg across and down just at the right angle to possibly hit him twice.

COMBATSYS: Leo Whitefang blocks Naoto's Aggressive Strike.

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Leo Whitefang    0/-------/-----==|=====--\-------\0            Naoto

[LEO WHITEFANG]
The powerful strike rings out against the flats of Leo's greatswords and then as a second strike rips in, Leo suddenly shifts positions, pivoting to the side and then reaching forward with with a grasping hand to try and grip hold of Naota by the ankle.

"Not bad, boy!" he manages to belt out with his loud rough voice, just before twisting and spinning around to try and hurtle Naoto away from him and roughly towards the ground at the end arc of the powerful throw.

"You will have to do better then that!"

COMBATSYS: Leo Whitefang successfully hits Naoto with Quick Throw.
- Power hit! -

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Leo Whitefang    0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\1            Naoto

[NAOTO]
His foot clangs against the metal blades and he oofs as he feels the power of his kick shockwave back up his leg. As he tries to recover and push off the blades, he feels his ankle being grabbed. "Wha....!!!!" he starts in alarm as he tries to twist away, but he isn't strong enough to break the grip and this time he is slammed into the ground. 'This is ridiculous.' he thinks to himself as he rolls away before he can be attacked again. He knows his strengths and his own weaknesses.

Naoto gets himself back under control and knows he has to start rushing this dude. He has to keep him on the back foot as he strikes and he needs to setup his other attacks to be able to land. 'Make an opening.' he tells himself. He rushes in towards the King, he's going to fuck him up for those two attacks he just hit him with. Naoto rushes, and as he does, "AHHH!!!" he cries as he jumps in towards Leo with a powerful spinning kick hoping to strike him high, then as he lands he continues his rush as he throws a right cross which he is aiming towards Leo's face, still not slowing he attempts a jumping knee strike towards his chin hoping to send this fool off his feet for his step.

COMBATSYS: Leo Whitefang blocks Naoto's Fierce Combo.

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Leo Whitefang    0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0            Naoto

[LEO WHITEFANG]
A blurring flurry of golds, browns and silvers occurs as Leo's blades and arms whirl up and around to meet Naoto's attacks on each occurance. The kings speed seems, for all intents and purposes, on par with that of the younger warrior and the two, in such close proximity to one another, seem to blur into a series of near impossible to follow movements as Leo deflects Naoto's attacks and then returns the favor with a series of his own.

His deflection of the knee strike leads into the flats of his blades coming up in an attempt to slam into and launch Naoto uncontrollably upwards with the force of Leo's prodigious strength. He whirls around, spinning in place to snap a booted leg around in a powerful follow up kick and then in the aftermath of that seeks to use the momentum of that to send him leaping after Naoto with his swords trailing sparks, iron chi and blast of debris as they cut into the courtyard briefly and then whip up at the young man to finish the combo off.

Underestimating Leo would seem to be the wrong thing to do here Leo seems to sense this potential as he eggs the young warrior on verbally, "Come on! Didn't you come here to fight?! Impress us!"

COMBATSYS: Leo Whitefang successfully hits Naoto with Armed Combo.

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Leo Whitefang    0/-------/---====|=======\===----\1            Naoto

[NAOTO]
Again his attacks are blocked, the Iron Chi that Leo is using is helping him and Naoto sees himself getting beaten badly. He is sent flying away form Leo as the arcs of energy tear through the courtyard. Still the young dark skinned man gets back up, if a little sluggish. No, he isn't losing this damn fight and he begins to bring his right hand up as he feels blood from crashing to the ground swell up and run down his face. The youth clenches his fist after seeing the blood and what looks like small red orbs seem to shoot from behind Leo, or from around him, it's hard to tell.

Naoto rushes in towards Leo Whitefang, but as he does a bright burst of red, purple and black energy erupts from Naoto as he throws as he swings his arm into a punch, but what also happens, his eyes blazes red, and his hair becomes white. The Bloodedge has awoken, blood swirls around him into a ridiclous drill like attack as his speed and power increases and he's coming for Leo with everything now!

COMBATSYS: Naoto successfully hits Leo Whitefang with Divine Smasher.

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Leo Whitefang    1/------=/=======|==-----\-------\0            Naoto

[LEO WHITEFANG]
Sometimes it doesn't take much to close the distance. A single rage driven attack oughta do the trick.

Leo's eyes narrow as Naoto begins to finally unveil his true power. It's taken some needling and some prodding it seems but what he sensed was lurking beneath the cocky veneer is now finally boiling forth.

Unfortunantely his defensive options are suddenly lacking. He attempts a dodge, but honestly there was likely nothing he could have done at all given the speed and fury of the assault and an instant later his world is awash with red as Naoto impacts and the entire pavilion shakes as Leo's iron chi swirls and is sent scattering and the king himself goes tumbling backwards along the ground, digging up a massive trench in the process.

But he is not done. Far from it.

Now Leo Whitefang springs into action. The jagged claws of a lion seemingly cutting through the air as he blazes into action with a Chi blazing pinwheel like whirling strike that pushes into and through the remaining maelstrom of blood and carries him upwards in a cutting spinning slash against Naoto.

Not finished here, while overhead he spins and brings down his legs in an axe kick from high above and from here rebounds in a blur of motion to fall down on the opposite side of Naoto - both of his swords burning with imbued chi and trailing the claw swipes of a gigantic lion as they again bear down on him with twin overhead slashes.

Dust, blood, light and magic all whirl around fantastically as the two fighters cut loose. The Camera crew struggles to capture the footage effectively as the wind blasts at them while the guards watch on stoically.

COMBATSYS: Leo Whitefang blitzes into action and acts again!

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Leo Whitefang    0/-------/=======|==-----\-------\0            Naoto

COMBATSYS: Naoto blocks Leo Whitefang's Eisen Sturm.

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Leo Whitefang    1/-------/=======|====---\-------\0            Naoto

COMBATSYS: Naoto fails to counter Blitzschlag from Leo Whitefang with Shift Sway.
*KNOCKED AWAY*

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COMBATSYS: Naoto can no longer fight.

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[NAOTO]
Having landed that one hit, it still wasn't enough, Naoto was going to try to press his attack, he could feel his body mending it's injuries quickly, but Leo is faster and seeing the attacks, Naoto steps into the first one. Absorbing the strike and grunting as he sees his body moving to strike again. The young youth quickly tries to shift and sway away, trying to move into position to punish Leo but he isn't fast enough, the blow ROCKS Naoto sending him flying away and crashing into the ground. HIs body is like a rag doll as he rolls and slides on the ground coming to a stop. The fight is over he can hear it. His hair reverts back to it's natural black color and his body seems to just fold as he is laying there unconcious.

[LEO WHITEFANG]
Leo lands roughly, sliding forward several dozen paces before using his blades to arrest his momentum by digging them into the ground and then springing forward again, ready to be on the move once more. He immediately pauses upon seeing the toll of his blows upon Naoto and after taking a moment to calm his own battle fury, he stands back up to his full height and puts his dual blades away with a flourish of movement and a final victorious blaze of his chi.

A wave of both of his arms is given to the spectators and he then turns and approachs Naoto's form with deliberate steps and concern on his features.

"Bring the healers!" he commands, uncertain as to just how much damage Naoto took at the end. "This boy..no..fighter.. He's incredibly powerful..but he may need assistance. Give him anything he needs or asks for to help him recover."

Honestly, after that one strike, ther ewas a pang of uncertainity in Leo on if he had a chance to win or not. Not that he'd..say that aloud..but Naoto wields some incredible power and he may need to learn more, especially if the young man intends to skulk around Illyria in search of this Rachel and Raquel...

COMBATSYS: Leo Whitefang has ended the fight here.

Log created on 21:51:29 10/06/2018 by Leo Whitefang, and last modified on 13:00:25 10/10/2018.