Match of the Millennium

Description: The Neo League Underdogs of Mitsuru and Banyu duke it out in a final stand in this season of the Neo League

[BANYU]
This is not a place Banyu would quickly find himself in.

The old Indonesian is religious himself. Like most Madurese, he is Muslim. He might not be quite as devout as some of his fellow villagers back home, but nontheless: Standing by the old church is.. uncomfortable to a small degree. It feels as if he's not supposed to be here.

And that feeling does not entirely limit itself to just religious beliefs.

Indeed, it extends itself to the fighting too. The elder had gotten blasted, battered and bruised many times since he decided to take up fighting professionally. Not to mention the horrific, marginally traumatizing battle against Masaru, the darkstalker. It had forced him to recall certain unpleasant memories.

Yet he never technically left the league, and eventually, another invitation came. Before agreeing, he took the initiative to find out the slightest about his opponent. It was just a girl- And fighting someone so young is something he would have deemed dishonorable before: Though Jae Hoon had pulled him from that belief. Banyu mostly just sees an opportunity, at this point. An opportunity for a victory amongst his sea of losses.

So the Fisherman had shown up, standing in a section of the church's yard cordoned off. Right beside, but seperate from the garden- A simple section of grass with a stone path running through it. A simple arena, albeit with the backdrop of the picturesque church. He was sitting on his knees, head pointing downward with his eyes closed, composing himself. This was not a particularly highly publicized match. Neither of the fighters are truly big names, so the spectators number fairly few. Though for Banyu, there would be one familiar face- "Beat the old fool up, girlie!" A businessman of middle age. Some random guy that had made it a mission to show up and Jeer against Banyu in not one, but now two of his fights.

A truly sad sort.

[MITSURU]
"Yare yare daze, who the heck do you think you are?"

That's the sound of Banyu's opponent. She was dressed in a Seijyun High school uniform; she's been skipping out of a lot of her banchou outfit for the public fights. Partially because she couldn't get her hat. Partially because, well, she wanted to break away that old Mitsuru in some ways. Plus, it was causing too much damage to her chest. Mitsuru was snarling and up in the face, in her usual hostile self. But it's not Banyu's she taking aim at.

It's the heckler.

"I don't like bullies!" Mitsuru yells at the man, bringing up her fists in a threatening manner at the audience. "And that's bullying! Yare yare daze! I ought to knock you down and stomp on your head, you- you- you fart! You dog fart!" Mitsuru curses fiercely, shaking a fist at the businessman.

ANd threatening to get her disqualified before the fight even started!

[BANYU]
The businessman winces back, his glasses almost slipping off! "Tsch- You damn fighters.." He grimaces. That would be the second time he had been called out by Banyu's opponent. Banyu opens his eyes, having heard the whole conversation. He shoots a final glare at the heckler, which makes him slink back even further. Banyu stands up, beginning to walk toward his opponent- extending a hand. He had a subtle smile on his face. "Appreciated, young lady. Mey the strongest of us win, aye"

The judge was standing by, in the case that little debacle would have escalated more. The indonesian takes a few steps back again, to his starting position.

He takes his stance, a deep, sideways horse. Open hand facing toward Mitsuru with the sharp end, second hand's fist put just over the first's elbow.

"Best o' luck."

COMBATSYS: Banyu has started a fight here.

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[MITSURU]
Mitsuru actually spits at the ground, as Banyu approaches her.

With the heckler slinking away, she turns to her opponent. "Tch!" Mitsuru shifts her scowling from the heckler to -Banyu- now. Turning up her nose at him, she scrunches her face up. "I don't need any good lucks from old jer-" Mitsuru scrunches her face up even more. "I mean. You're. Welcome." She hisses, straining her voice. She was shaking a bit, body tight. She stomps to her corner, already pretty hyped up and GROUCHY. She eases into her own fighting stance; a wide stance with a poor guard in the middle, a sort of pseudo-boxing stance that hadn't quite been refined out. "I hope." She grunts. "You have. Good. Luck. Too."

And the judge calls the fight to begin.

Mitsuru shoots off like a rocket. Bringing her fist around, she swipes at the air once, wildly and furiously. Screaming, a shimmering orb of silvery energy blazes straight for Banyu. About halfway there, it begins to collapse on itself, fizzling and sizzling into an oblong shape. It doesn't matter if it hits or not.

BEcause now Mitsuru was stomping -her- way towards Banyu.

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru has joined the fight here.

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Mitsuru          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0            Banyu

COMBATSYS: Banyu blocks Mitsuru's Wild Tiger Fist.

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Mitsuru          0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0            Banyu

[BANYU]
"Egeah?"

Banyu sounds confused at her fumbling, a little offended, perhaps. But he steels himself for the fight, and the orb of silver coming his way! Banyu pulled back his arm, before thrusting his palm into the orb, intercepting it as his aura made the Girl's chi dissipate. "Hrm--" The old man grumbles, and attempts to meet Mitsuru in her dash:

The old fisherman raises his knee as he comes close, in an attempt to slam it into the girl's abdomen, while raising himself by standing on his toes- The knee is followed up by Banyu dropping lowering his body in a swift motion, while smashing down the back of his hand toward her skull. If successful, Mitsuru would find herself being blown back by a final strike, as his elbow contracts upward toward her chin. "Ooriyah!"

COMBATSYS: Banyu successfully hits Mitsuru with Anchor Drop.

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Mitsuru          0/-------/---====|==-----\-------\0            Banyu

[MITSURU]
How did he do that?

Mitsuru watches the old man just -touch- her chi and disperse it. Gritting her teeth, she keeps stamping towards him. As he comes surging in with the knee, Mitsuru actually pushes it away, neatly repositioning herself low and around. It was almost a dodge. Almost, of course, because the knee up is followed by a full-forced backhand to the skull. That connects hard, dazing her for only a moment as the elbow comes rioting up to her chin, sending her flipping backwards. She doesn't take long to stagger up; her chin now blackened and blued. Touching her bloodied lip, she looks at her fingertips.

And she -screams-!

Steadying herself out after the primal rage, she staggers forward, stumbling slightly. "You JERK! That wasn't fair! I mean- UGH!" She just scoffs at being nice, as she throws out a staggering roundhouse kick with her left leg. Whether it would connect or not, she would chain with a second thrusting kick. If that managed to bring Banyu down, she would promptly shift into a stomping assault, trying to stomp down on the old man. It wasn't a nice move.

But Mitsuru was finding it awfully hard to be nice right now.

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru successfully hits Banyu with Dragon Killing Spiral.

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Mitsuru          0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0            Banyu

[BANYU]
Banyu looks at his opponent coldly as she yells, his brow furrowing. His last attack was successful, and it had doubled at an attempt to create comfortable distance- Distance for Banyu to use to observe, and evade an upcoming strike. But unfortunately, it did not go his way. Perhaps it was the strain from his previous fights catching up, but as he attempted to narrowly twist his body under the roundhouse, it instead clocked him straight in the cheek! Her continued assault was weathered no better, thrusting kick doubling him over and exposing his back as the smaller girl began stomping on his back.

"Ghrrrr--!"

He grunts out in pain and frustration, finally finding an opportunity to roll away and stand up to face her again. "Ye are strong, aye- But watch your tongue" He comments, jumping toward Mitsuru and twisting his body in a swift, circular kick toward her temple. He would continue the spin even when reaching the ground, all the while sinking deeper into his legs: Crouching down! The end of the spin would come with a final sweep, as he was now sitting in a cross-legged stance, one foot still planted on the ground as it's knee was raised far above his other leg. It was a strange position, not advantageous on the surface, but go a little deeper and it is actually applicable as a defensive stance.

Should a clean hit happen, the Seijyuun student might find her world rocked- Struggling with her sense of balance from the blow to the temple.

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru endures Banyu's Sempok.
-@- Dazing Hit! -@-

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Mitsuru          1/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0            Banyu

[MITSURU]
"Watch my TONGUE!?"

Mitsuru hisses, screams as she stomps. "Ugh, I bet you are gonna tell me to respect my elders-" She actually -stops- as she begins to say something, and gives out a loud whine as that opportunity comes. "Mhy tangue!" She states gingerly. "Yah mayde may baet may tangue!" She states, sticking her tongue out. At that moment, the kick comes, smashing across her temple. Between the earlier smash to the back of the head, and now this one, she finds her senses completely askew, the world spinning around her like Banyu's own spinning.

Fortunately for Mitsuru, she didn't have much sense to begin with.

Dazed, delirious, and enraged, Mitsuru takes the blow to the head with her usual grace. With a shriek, she flings herself violently into the resting Banyu. Bringing her right hand around, she evens out a legitimately respectable haymaker, driving her arm straight down into Banyu for a staggering bodyblow. Good instincts, the say the least. But her follow through was a wild, flailing left, attempting to wallop the old man twice with two slapping smashes with her left arm. Blinded and unstable, she actually flings out a fourth hit with her right...

But it's nowhere near Banyu, as she dumps her aggression into empty space as she snarls.

COMBATSYS: Banyu dodges Mitsuru's Fierce Punch.

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Mitsuru          0/-------/=======|=====--\-------\0            Banyu

[BANYU]
"How painfully ironic..."

He seems content, as for the moment he seems to have a slight advantage. The student lurches his way with that haymaker, but before she was able to reach: Banyu had launched himself away by extending his planted leg, uncurling his body all the while- It would be surprising agility for such a large man, to most people. He'd land a few feet away, tucking into roll before standing up.

"Sorry bout' that-"

If anything, he seems a little apologetic- Genuinely. Biting your own tongue is like, the worst thing ever. "Looked like it 'urt. aye." Though he does not have enough mercy to spare to give the girl a breather, instead dashing just close enough to lash out a high side-kick. It would try to graze her face, hurting and disorientating while leaving the leg free to fly on. Raised over Mitsuru's shoulder..

It ignites, suddenly and fiercely next to her hair. Banyu's eyes would widen in surprise, as he pulled it back to slap her cheek with the flat of his foot- A small explosion of furious flames would be created on the impact, as that flare of chi needs to find it's outlet- He stumbles back after the strike, looking pained-

"Ghhr- Not again!"

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru blocks Banyu's Quick Smash.

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Mitsuru          1/------</<<<<<<<|======-\-------\0            Banyu

[MITSURU]
Mitsuru rolls her tongue a few times, trying to get the hurt to stop as her vision returns.

Totally blind in her rage, she realizes she didn't hit -anything.- While being blinded would have been useful in facing off against a stand user that could write on your soul, it wasn't very helpful when fighting the old fisherman. Seething, she keeps her tongue out as she turns towards the man saying -sorry- to her. She -fumes- at it, her tantrum now in full fury. When that kick comes, she bodyblocks into it, trying to clinch through. THat surge of fire, however, seems to disoriete her a bit. When it comes for her cheek, she barely managed to bring her arm up to stop it. Burnt, bruised, and angry, she suddenly shudders as she spits back his own words.

"Sahrry?!"

She bursts out, fists clenching tightly together. "Yah sink sahts sahmeseng? Ah'll sahw yah!" She steams, as she slams her fists together. Suddenly, a strange chi floods over her. It didn't seem like -anything- at first, only the faintest sense that something was flooding over her. That is, until the black specks began to dance around her. Flicker of energy stretch out from those tiny black spheres. The motes dance around her, tiny cores in what is clearly seen as dancing orbs of nothingness around them. She sticks her tongue out again, this time at Banyu to mock him.

"Sahye!?"

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru gathers her will.

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Mitsuru          1/-----<</<<<<<<<|======-\-------\0            Banyu

[BANYU]
Banyu has little to no idea what Mitsuru is saying- His skill in Japanese was rudamentary, and when it's so heavily obscured? No way. The tone of it was pretty obvious, however- Though the fisherman's eyes widen somewhat when she starts releasing that strange energy. To make things worse, his own fire isn't yet quelled- His leg is still on fire, slowly burning away at his pants. "Ghr- Stop it!" He concentrates, all the while shaking the leg, breathing carefully as he, too, decides to give up his chance to attack.

The flames go out for at least a moment, as he eyes down Mitsuru.

His own, watery chi surging through his body, beginning to ripple outward across the grass. He re-centers himself, returns to his starting stance, and looks Mitsuru in the eyes.

"Come on, then."

COMBATSYS: Banyu gathers his will.

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Mitsuru          1/-----<</<<<<<<<|=======\==-----\1            Banyu

[MITSURU]
Mitsuru runs her tongue over her lips, as Banyu asks for it.

So she delivers!

"RRRRRRAGH!" She howls as she throws herself straight at the old fisherman. The strange black motes dance around her as she hurls herself straight at Banyu, and begins to punch. Flailing her limbs wildly, she unleashes a faster and faster barrage of punches, blazing with the strange semi-invisible energy as it floods over her. Lashing out faster and faster, she snarls out as she tries to overwhelm Banyu with that unstoppable, blistering barrage with her bit tongue.

"ARA ARA ARA ARA ARA ARA ARA ARA!"

COMBATSYS: Banyu blocks Mitsuru's Blazing Hell Fist EX.

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Mitsuru          1/----<<</<<<<<<<|=======\=====--\1            Banyu

[BANYU]
He looks a little afraid- The dark energy is unknown to him, and he isn't sure how to defend against it. In the absence of this knowledge, he just attempts to defend in a more regular way. He knows his own arms can't keep up with such speed, and instead decides on a more passive guard- Bracing his elbows in front of him to absorb the brunt of her punches and energy.
"Aghh-"

And while he is mostly successful, he feels his arms go numb at her strength, and at the contact with that unknown energy. At the end of it, he staggers back, arms hanging at the sides for a second or two before they're shakily brought back into a fighting position. He steps in just a step, to plant his palm against his opponent's torso, attempting to blow her back further and further with a second front-kick, leaning back impressively as he catches himself on the hands, cartwheeling backwards to finalize the creation of distance. He was breathing heavily, letting his grey eyes meet with Mitsuru's.

"Silence yourself, Young Lady- It is a grating sound, yer voice."

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru just-defends Banyu's Random Swat!

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Mitsuru          1/----===/=======|=======\=====--\1            Banyu

[MITSURU]
Mitsuru doesn't even have the chance to finish with the uppercut.

Making a relentless ara ara ara instead of ora ora ora, the fisherman manages to stand fast to the assault. When the swat of his palm comes to knock her back, she neatly and instictively catches it in mid-ora, the punch meeting cleanly and gently as a fist to stop it. The kick comes, and the barrage breaks, a second fist coming to deflect it instictively. THe last remains of the assault was now becoming her defense. As he cartwheels away, she suddenly hops forward, lunging as the black motes dance around her.

"Make me!"

She announces, as her tongue finally has become numb to the pain. "You dumb... dummy!" She bellows defiantly at the old fisherman, staring him right back in the eyes. She hurls a fist aimed squarely for Banyu's gut, motes of strange invisible energy flashing and flickering all around her. The blow would come to stun him long enough to grab him and -throw- him straight to the ground. To try and stomp on him some more.

All while the strange energy continues to fly off her.

COMBATSYS: Banyu dodges Mitsuru's Thunder God Fist.

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Mitsuru          1/-----==/=======|=======\=====--\1            Banyu

[BANYU]
"Tsch." The indonesian grunts out, as his attack gets- Impressively- Deflected. Pushed back, Banyu sees Mitsuru dash at him with that short uppercut. Very, very narrowly, Banyu dips to the side, a quick hop with the aid of his strong legs. The attack whiffs, and so would the rest of her attack. In retaliation, the fisherman raises his arm-

"I accept your challenge."

Water surging forth from it! It was a loose fist, the gap between the fingers and hand soon being filled by a long shaft, ending in a pointy tip. It is a harpoon, made solid from his water-like chi, it's surface dripping and rippling. It is attacheed by a cord to wrist, similarly made from chi- Yet strangely corporeal. He heaves back, before -tossing- it toward the girl! It would attempt to dig itself into her shoulder. It would not go that deep, but it would pierce skin, and remain there assuming it'd connect. The fisherman would follow up by pulling on the rope, painfully yanking her closer!

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru endures Banyu's Harpoon Wrest!

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Mitsuru          1/---<<<</<<<<<<<|=======\======-\1            Banyu

[MITSURU]
Mitsuru was getting FLUMMOXED.

ANd she doesn't like to be FLUMMOXED.

Her frantic, furious assault pours out, as the old man dances around her. He was bigger than her, and he was smarter than her, and now? Now she was getting mad. So when he uses that water chi to hook her in? "GGGRRRRRRR!" Mitsuru -fumes- as she lets herself get roped in. She -lets- herself get yanked in, no matter how much it hurts. Because with both eyes focused hard on Banyu, those motes were flying around her still. And as she gets hooked in?

She starts -punching-

"ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!" She howls as she flails her limbs -straight- at Banyu, her punches flying around fiercely once more. Unlike last time, however, the motes begins to twist and stretch. The punches and flails become -claws-. Slashes fill the air as she rips and tears, the waves of energy wrapping around her tighter and tighter, the wild flailing pouring out with almost monstrous force until finally-

She -finally- unleashes an uppercut, almost totally blind, attempting to send Banyu staggering back.

COMBATSYS: Banyu Toughs Out Mitsuru's The Path Of The Raging Demon!

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Mitsuru          0/-------/-------|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2            Banyu

[BANYU]
"What a berserker.." Banyu shakes his head, as the girl stomps through and into his harpoon. Banyu looks, well, he looks impressed. That is some serious resilience.

But he is planning to show his own now.

Mitsuru starts punching- Or, clawing! But Banyu walks forward, as he keeps a grip on his cord- Those shadowy slashes rip and tear through his uniform, and the skin underneath.. "Hngggg-"

But he just keeps walking.

Make no mistake, it hurts. It really, really hurts. But it would feel like some of those slashes never made full contact. It felt like -hitting water- and indeed, with the rakes, splashes of liquid would fly everywhere. But when Banyu was close enough, just as the uppercut came his way?

He dipped to the side, making the final punch whiff entirely as he steps past Mitsuru's right. Raising up his own right, hand stretched out in a chop- He would attempt to bring it diagonally downward, slamming it into her neck with tremendous force. More specifically, her spinal cord. If contact was found, Mitsuru would find herself in a momentary sensory blackout, as the muscles below the neck go limp for a moment. No matter if the effect was full, Banyu would follow up with that same right arm, pulling it in before /thrusting/ it out toward the chin: It would make contact early in it's trajectory, pulling the girl along for the rest of the motion as she gets launched away. "Uuuryah!" At that point, the harpoon would dissapate- But Mitsuru might find herself exhausted and oh so weak, accompanied by a entirely disrupted sense of balance.

Overall, a really, really bad time.

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru just-defends Banyu's Ike Jime!

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Mitsuru          0/-------/-------|>>>>---\-------\0            Banyu

[MITSURU]
Mitsuru doesn't -care- if he muscles through.

As that feral energy blazes over her, the brawler continues to tear in, refusing the strong resistence as best she can. ANd yet, as the final uppercut comes, it completely catches nothing. Mitsuru snarls, turning towards that old man as she brings that towering hand across. She was turning, but it was all happening so fast. Black motes dance around her, as her instincts take over. She slams a limb around wildly, blindly.

ANd she catches that chop.

Bringing a fist up, the strange, shimmering energy suddenly flashes up into the man's arm. ANd like that, it suddenly -devours- the energy. The kinetic force, drained away into nothingness. Mitsuru screams as she flails her punches wildly, blindly, instictively once again. But the follow up with the chin is met with that strange deflection. She staggers backwards, breathing hard and heavy, as her perception comes back. Those black motes continue to dance around her. ANd then. Looking dead at Banyu, she suddenly blurts out.

"HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS!?"

Mitsuru snarls as she leans back, and unleashes a driving straight kick, attempting to boot Banyu backwards with a thrusting kick. She was a berserker, yeah. But those fancy motes were dancing so much now, so often now that... that she didn't know what was going on, how it was happening. She felt like she should blame the old man, but... why would she? She actually exhales as she follows up with a rough, loose knee thrust, calming her voice down. "Th-this isn't my energy!"

"How are you making this happen to me?!"

COMBATSYS: Banyu parries Mitsuru's Medium Kick!

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Mitsuru          0/-------/-------|>>>>>>-\-------\0            Banyu

[BANYU]
"Graah?! N-No!" He looks in disbelief, his strongest technique avoided so completely, so entirely! The method itself was confusing as well. His attack just... stopped. But the two are seperated once more, as Banyu himself staggers back. "What are ye talkin' about? You think I'm the source o' this?!" He yells in return, while the teenager dashes his way with that forward knee. Banyu actually twists /around/ it in a spectacularly narrow maneuver. Almost directly after, he thrusts out his palm- And likely before Mitsuru would even be able to pull her knee back, cylindrical surge of aqua crashes her way! A gigantic Geyser, sprouting from his hand with great force.

"Aye have nothin' to do with this! Member' that fire? I'm the same! It ain't mine!" He bellows in frustration at her accusals after hopefully having blown her away.

COMBATSYS: Banyu successfully hits Mitsuru with Longline Flooding EX.

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Mitsuru          0/-------/--<<<<<|==-----\-------\0            Banyu

[MITSURU]
"That- that doesn't make sense!"

Declares Mitsuru, as she struggles to recover from her whiffed kick. It leaves her exposed though; with the man keeping close, she can't even recover in time before the surge of water comes. The surge of water knocks her up, and then, with a splash, hammering hard on the ground. That seems to have washed away the black motes of energy that were dancing around her, for the time being. Gasping and drenched, her snarls come boiling up, as that rage takes over. "GRAAAGH!" She howls as she flings herself into a rough rising kick, attempting to take herself and Banyu up in the air. And then, rocket down with a stomping... stomp, attempting to crater him down into the earth.

"IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!"

COMBATSYS: Banyu dodges Mitsuru's Heaven And Earth.

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Mitsuru          0/-------/--<<<<<|==-----\-------\0            Banyu

[BANYU]
The fisherman can't help but smirk at seeing the girl finally blown back. It seemed to have delayed her enough so that her rising-kick comes out just a wee bit slower- A slowness Banyu takes advantage of by once again dipping to the side by virtue of his strong legs. "Aye- It doesn't!" He agrees, in the frustration the girl is causing him.

"I hate it!"

He, in turn, stomps forward and, decides on a uncommon type of attack- at least for him. His arms lurch out low, attempting to grip the girl by the back of both knees before -tossing- them up- The girl might find herself tripping to her bum while the large man looms over, raising his leg before axe-kicking downward toward the hopefully-seated girl.

"And it will continue to not make sense-! For both of us!"

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru interrupts Grasp And Pound from Banyu with Rumbling Spiral EX.
- Power hit! -

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Mitsuru          0/-------/-<<<<<<|=====--\-------\0            Banyu

[MITSURU]
"GRAGH!"

Mitsuru howls, as her leg whiffs in the air. Swinging it hard, she comes down just in time for the axe kick to meet her. Those black motes flicker and flash all around her, bursting and flashing as she steadies her feet. Grabbed savagely by Banyu, the stomp jolts her as she explodes upwards, interrupting the axe kick with a brutal rising roundhouse, and then, a second. She lands, stumbling and uneven, as she sways.

"What -is- it then?"

[BANYU]
With the devastating roundhouse, Banyu Darma is blown out of his own attack, by the void-enhanced rising kick. "Guuyah!"

He lands on his back, groaning in pain as he feels his strength slip away bit by bit. "Hrng.." Pulling himself to his feet, he looks toward his opponent- upset. "I 'av no bloody clue, kid. Speaking of... damnit- Get' ready."

And then, the man glows- Below his skin, flames begin to erupt. It doesn't seem to hurt him much, this time. "Tsch-" Burning eyes glare at Mitsuru, before he erupts in a stumbling dash as his body struggles to keep up. He jumps up, before stomping... the ground? Flames surge through the earth until they reach below Mitsuru, at which point it erupts- Erupts in a large column of roaring flames from below. The fire and heat would schorch, and potentially launch the girl should she fail to defend!

COMBATSYS: Banyu successfully hits Mitsuru with Madura Geyser.

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Mitsuru          1/------=/=======|======-\-------\0            Banyu

[MITSURU]
Oh no.

As Mitsuru lands, she finds herself being told to get ready. "Guh?!" She blurts out, staggering as she lands, staggering as she stumbles and tries to move. But there is no way to move. No way to escape. The eruption comes, not of water, but fire. Her form is consumed, blazing all around her as she screams. She falls down, stunned for a moment. Slowly, she rises up, the wind taken from her sails for sure.

But she wasn't done yet.

Exploding forward, she surges low and fast, gritting her teeth as she flings out a staggering uppercut, aimed fast and low. A mist step. She was aiming it right for the old man's chin.

Aiming for the knock out.

COMBATSYS: Banyu dodges Mitsuru's Wind God Fist.

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Mitsuru          0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0            Banyu

[BANYU]
But unfortunately for Mitsuru, that K.O would not yet come. Banyu felt like he was slowly chipping away at her extremely durable form- She can't be in much better shape as him, right? Her dashing uppercut gets closely sidestepped, and the self-proclaimed hunter of sea-monsters attempts to prevent her retreat by wildly lashing out his arm in a backhand!

COMBATSYS: Banyu successfully hits Mitsuru with Swift Backhand.

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Mitsuru          0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0            Banyu

[MITSURU]
Mitsuru was slipping.

The schoolgirl surges at Banyu, sweat glistening at her brow. As the fisherman turns around her, however, she is forced to recover, forced to adjust herself, forced to change her footing. But there is no time. The backhand drives her to the ground. She was burnt, bruised, battered severely on the head.

But she was not defeated.

"Graaagh!"She bellows, rising up to seize the old fisherman by both hands. Should she manage to get a grip on the lanky old man? She would attempt to outright deadlift him over her head, and drop him straight to the ground!

COMBATSYS: Banyu interrupts Medium Throw from Mitsuru with Trident Kick.
-@- Dazing Hit! -@-

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Mitsuru          0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1            Banyu

[BANYU]
Was the girl.. tired? She might have ran out of steam a while back. Because right now, she is fighting fairly sloppy- Though her determination is admired. Mitsuru takes hold, grabbing the much larger man with terrifying strength: He lets himself be lifted, and when he's about to be slammed down, he stretches out his arms below him to absorb the impact- All the while raising his leg up /straight/ to sock Mitsuru's chin from below!

It would happen very fast, and the two would seperate- Banyu being left to fall to his knee as he really, really hopes that Mitsuru will stay down this time. Breathing in and out heavily.

[MITSURU]
She was tired.

For all her berserker rage, and all her temper, she wasn't an exhaustible fountain of endurance. No. In the aftermath of her berserker frenzy, she was completely burned out. And as she moves to dead lift Banyu, that fatigue left her open for that straight kick to the chin. Snapping straight to her head, that was the blow that broke the camel's back. Knocking her flat on her back, she lets out a horrible groan. That was it. That had to be it.

But she rises up again.

She lets out a final scream as she flails her arms. There was waves of energy again, silver orbs once more. But they were blindly being launched as a barrage. Not at the audience. But Banyu. She eventually takes to the air, flinging them down until she suddenly stops. She falls to the ground in a heap.

Unconscous

COMBATSYS: Mitsuru can no longer fight.

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Banyu            1/-------/=======|

COMBATSYS: Banyu dodges Mitsuru's Violent Heated Dance.

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Banyu            1/-------/=======|

[BANYU]
"Impressive.." Is all Banyu can utter, as he sees her rise. Another dash his way, but the barrage is sidestepped with relative easy, silver orbs flying past- The girl collapses, though the old man catches her before a potential impact- lowering her to the ground as he himself is forced to sit down.

But, there is genuine happiness in his features- The weight of many, many losses gets lessened as the judge calls the fight to a close. A victory for Banyu, Finally. "Yes- Yes!"

The heckler from earlier scoffs, and leaves. Though not before hammering down with a sarcastic. "Good job, you defeated a little girl.." The indonesian grumbles, watching him leave with angry eyes.

"Maybe it's worth it after all, aye.."

COMBATSYS: Banyu has ended the fight here.

Log created on 12:36:57 07/21/2021 by Mitsuru, and last modified on 20:11:53 07/21/2021.