Description: Under the pretense of a SNF, two fighters clash in a match of skill and belief--with a poor new fighter stuck in the middle! Will 'Adam's' godly beliefs in himself surpass the combined strength of the rogue shinobi Seishirou and newcomer Ren..? (Winners: Seishirou + Ren)
The SUPER PIT in AUSTRALIA. A large pit that was strip mined down from the lush landscape desert, the earth cut into massively to retrieve the precious ores for profit. This led to a creation of great paths and tunnels that would even match the great arcitectual skills of the Egyptians, and if not that, surpass them.
Why?
The Egyptians used them for protection. Here, Saturday Night Fight uses it for fights. Advantage: SNF.
The SNF commitee decided to also dress up the fighters, with an old show spin. This means that here in Austrailia's own pit, the LAND OF THE LOST will be undertaken. With the many different suits and props that have been accumulated to aid in the ratings for this event, a somewhat foamy suit, with added head and tail has been given to one called Adam.
Adam is Igniz.
Igniz is wearing a large foam dinosaur head, his head sticking out the front with a smile. Why, this is just like the hilarious comics in the paper. What do they call them? Worship strips? As well, he's wearing dinosuit gauntlets and a tail to go as well. His hands are claws. The costume is extremely important.
"Why, this is delightful." Igniz exclaims, "I cannot wait to devour my foes!" He states with a chuckle, ignoring completely that there will be a fight, but rather an interesting exchange of battle.
Oh yeah. He's going to work on his roar.
A baby blue Converse hits the dusty ground.
"Be careful," Kevin Porter warns, "You might bite off a little more than you can chew."
Dressed in 1990s (the remake!) regale of a red hoodie, jeans and a sweater (wow they liked to dress warm back then) the relatively diminutive boy seems dwarfed by the Igface, or maybe just by Adam's massive head. Hands stuffed in pockets, it's hard to tell just who's underneath that hood until a yellow flash is seen in the stark light contrast, the symbol of an eye slowly fading to darkness.
"Hey, weren't we supposed to get a Cyborg for this match?" one of the SNF vidtechs murmurs in a van located at the rim of the huge strip mine. "Ah, it's TV," another one murmurs between Krispy Kremes, "let the bosses figure that out." "Lucky it wasn't me. I'd of posted a Stink." "Ha!" Horf horf horf.
A last minute replacement, the shinobi "Ryouhara Seishirou" arrives with little fanfare and such unassuming clothing. All the better to inject himself onto the set with. Whoever was supposed to be here--simply isn't. It's a wonder what ninkou inhalants in the ductwork can do to someone in a relatively short amount of time. One hand tenses, wrapped in tapes.
If he has a purpose, he doesn't state it outright.
But there is no mistaking just who's wearing the Hoodie of Excellence, here.
The glitz! The glamour! The fame! It's...
Ren Kurosaki's first SNF!
Excited beyond belief, the girl finds herself among SNF crew members and stuck in Australia's SUPER PIT (all caps are important). Clad in what appears to be explorer's gear, consisting of khaki shorts, a white button-down short-sleeved shirt tied up at the waist with a pastel-pink tanktop beneath and some large hiking boots, the girl sports a broad smile as she bobs back and forth on her heels. Eventually, a SNF crew member politely guides the girl along to the general area of the fight itself. They sigh a bit, as the girl has taken it upon herself to dress in whatever she chose. Also, she's about thirty minutes late.
"What?? We're doing Jurassic Park, aren't we? I mean what other series has evil dinosaurs?"
"Well..."
The girl doesn't seem to care; instead, gripping firmly to the straps of her backpack, she scampers over toward the dinosaur-suit-wearing 'Adam' and her designated teammate, Seishirou(???). Grinning brightly, she offers a friendly wave to both before she bows at the waist. "Hey guys, sorry I'm last to show up. I missed my flight because I fell asleep in the airport during my layover. But I'm here and ready to go!"
She even shows her zeal by sliding her backpack off her shoulder and withdrawing a large piece of steel. A second later she snaps her wrist, letting the pieces unfold, forming a large steel ring that seems almost as big as the girl.
"Ren Kurosaki, making her debut!!"
COMBATSYS: Igniz has joined the fight here on the left meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Ren has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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COMBATSYS: Seishirou has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Igniz stands, looking towards the SNF officials, the pit itself, and so much more. But everything that happens happens at a speed that the god of NESTS devours upon as he finds it. Now, with both of his opponents here, Igniz's smile appears to intensify. Fresh blood!
And... another. Igniz looks towards him with a sort of child like curiosity before the moment of realization. Seishirou never appeared. He must have sent another in his place.
"Hello." Igniz turns towards Ren Kurosaki, a pleasent smile across his face. "I'm glad to meet you, Ren Kurosaki. May you do well." Igniz exclaims with a small as he turns towards Seishirou's figure, his eyes passing over the large steel ring as he does.
He says nothing to the unasuming man in the hoodie, once more returning towards Ren.
"Then, we should probably start." Igniz exclaims. "I cannot wait." Eager to flex his own strength, the god of NESTS is not one to be holding much over his opponents at first. None of them, presumably, have to be those who have found out about who he is. Today, in a dinosaur suit covering much of his visage, a nice form fitting suit beneath, Igniz's simplicity and assuredness in his position of a demi-god gives nothing in this somewhat comical presentation of Land of the Lost.
"Oh, right. Ahem..." There is a pause as Igniz breathes in, "Roooarrrrrr..." The god of NESTS announces.
COMBATSYS: Igniz calculates his next move.
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Beyond the shadows cast by his hood, a quiet ambition fairly bleeds from the smaller shinobi. So overlooked by the tyrannosaur, the jilted boy looks to his right as a veritable explosion of activity arrives. Hands still stuffed in pockets, that stoic expression shifts only barely when she scampers in with all the zeal and gusto her type can afford.
Then, she withdraws the huge unfolding section-ring. Is it a pneumatic process? Coil-driven seems more likely. Ryouhara can't help but follow the bladed ring's decompression points, analyzing it with sharp eyes as it explodes into a size with quickness that rivals even some of his own ninkou constructions and preparations. Though the type is beyond him, the weapon itself, is not a foreign one to a master of arms.
"Rinjutsu..." he recognizes.
He turns forward, facing 'Adam' once again. "If you aren't attentive enough to wear appropriate dress," he mentions solemnly to his teammate, "at least be attentive enough to realize your mortality. Don't give him an opening," he finishes.
A thought.
"You probably would have made a horrible Christa, though," he supposes.
His body crackles, and then detonates into a heat wave.
Energy rifles through powerful mists, obscuring vision in an intense energy-laced miasma, warping the view and sense of all gathered. Ryouhara can tell easily the man doesn't need any miracle of technology to be as shrewd as he is naturally. Separating himself from Ren is the only option here to keep his attention divided. Secondarily, a diversion is employed to break the tactical advantage the man had early on by being the first one onto the field itself. Much like that aura of heat that always suffuses the shinobi, it makes it hard to see, hard to think. Even worse yet, the smoke field generated is charged with the supernatural power of Ryouhara's invent--generating a passive deconstruction of the 'cells' that make up the body's aura, targetting the opponent.
He alights on the ground, some ways away.
Laying open the path..
"Hiiiiii!" chimes the young archaeologist-clad Taiyo student as she's regarded by the incognito Lord of NESTS. She leans somewhat thereafter, peeking a bit over his costume before she offers a 'oooh,' clearly impressed with the costume he's been designated. "You're a T-Rex, right? That's awesome. Hey--" Glancing over her shoulder, she eyes on a SNF crew member before she asks, "Why can't we be dinosaurs too? Like raptors or something just like Jurassic Park!"
A heavy sigh and facepalm follows.
Whether she cares or not, the girl nods her head to Adam with a smile. "Will do! You too, okay??"
Hopping backwards, the girl gets closer to her teammate, shooting the odd man a strange look before she looks to her now-unfolded ring, eyes wide before she gasps. "You know??" she asks, clearly stunned and intrigued. "You're the first! I am impressed. You must be really smart! Er..." Scolded for her choice of attire, Ren can't help but blush somewhat and look aside. "S-sorry I don't know what they wanted from me. It's my first time, okay? Who the heck is Christa anyway? She wasn't in Jurassic Park."
Suddenly her teammate EXPLODES (sort of), causing the tiny girl to scream and leap away, shielding her body as best she can before she lands. "H-hey, watch out! Er, are we fighting now? Okay!"
Shifting her weight, the girl grips tightly to her ring before she leaps into the air and keeps distance from this mysterious teammate of hers and Igniz, letting the ring fly from her hands and whizz at the dinosaur-clad NESTS god and strike his chest before it ricochets back.
COMBATSYS: Seishirou successfully hits Igniz with Kawarimi Shroud.
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|-------\-------\0 Ren
COMBATSYS: Igniz reflects Medium Fling from Ren with Nega Genesis.
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That is completely unexpected. There's no real other way of saying this. Even in a Dinosaur costume Igniz is not saved by Seishirou's new manuevers. Even as Seishirou bleeds forward, moving about through it all. He moves, swiftly exploding foward as Seishirou disappears in a bright mist as it devours forward, searing over the group as Seishirous disappears within it, the diversion working enough to cause Igniz to miss it completely as he brings his arms up.
And like that, Igniz is thrust backwards, the smoke field allowing Seishirou to strike true, the cells of the god of NESTS beginning to deconstruct. The pain is different, and Igniz, looking towards Seishirou, laughs.
"Hahaha... You come before me?" Igniz exclaims, "I thought you have disappeared. But here you are, showing yourself in the least likely of places." Igniz exclaims, his chest pained with the supernatural power working agaisnt him. Deconstructing?
With a pained movement, Igniz gives very little and takes a lot, his gaze aimed upon Ren as she comes forward, throwing her ring towards Igniz. It does strike him, but not the way intended.
Igniz's hand whips out, a powerful aura grasping the air even a he summons a pure white ring of power, clencing his hand into a fist as he does. The ring does get sent back to Ren, ricocheting back with a thrumming chi lining it, ready to deliver it to its master. Perhaps cruel, Igniz is rather simple to react.
Too simple, in fact. He made a critical mistake.
He will deal with it in time.
"Rooooarrr. Gnash gnash!" He announces with a smile on his face.
"Jurassic Park?" Seishirou asks, insulted.
"This, is Land of the Lost," he utters in a gravely serious deadpan.
An abject lesson in steel and kinetics. Ryouhara didn't have his texts on hand, but largely he didn't need them. He was at least passingly familiar with most bladed arts as part of his familial lineage, with the most obscure weapons a matter of dinner table discussion across the clan for centuries. This particulary example was textbook. The strength of massive ring-type weapons like the one the lotus is currently using is a 360-degree defense. Similar to Seishirou's own native armory-style combat, there is no one direct point around the user that the ring in a defensive mode cannot cover, nor is there a practical way to disarm the user. However, that defense does come with a cost, as the user is at its strongest when the ring encircles them, but that puts them at a range disadvantage. Used in ranged attacks, the ring is a devastating weapon--however it is also indiscriminate--as shown when Igniz infuses the ring with power of his own.
While concealablity is something that was defeated with that weapon's ingenius engineering, we have yet to see how Ren will deal with the weapon's deadly dance. Seishirou doesn't quite intervene, not yet. There can be no presumptions made about this kind of fighting--all three foes here, as Igniz is quickly finding out, are new quantities. His jutsu disrupts the aura surrounding the roaring tyrannosaur, and leaves crackling energy in the spinning ring's wake as it chases force. He still has to scratch his head at the jovial ambassador of pain..
"One could say the same for you," he suggests to the tyrant, "If it really /is/ ... you. That curiosity alone draws it all together. I don't exist, and yet I have always been here..."
He sweeps a hand wide, and clenches it.
"History's 'eye' is on us. Beyond the reach and call of any other force, I'll see you to the end today, unlike before. Why don't you show me you still got it, show me a little more of what you're made of!!"
Then Adam kind of roars at him a little.
Seishirou frowns.
He lowers his clenched fist.
"....I can see this is going to be a long fight," the ninja sighs, almost completely disarmed. He pulls back his hood, sheathing his face in the light. Dark eyes flicker, as he uses calculation mnemonics and ninjutsu to take a fast stock of the field, to analyze and catalogue these new powers at play, even the very ground not escaping notice.
COMBATSYS: Igniz successfully hits Ren with Reflected Medium Fling.
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COMBATSYS: Seishirou calculates his next move.
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"Uhh what is Land of the Lost?" the girl asks Seishirou in response. "Is that a new movie?"
The girl shrugs as Seishirou makes his move, taking the offensive against Igniz 'incognito.' She follows his lead, launching her heavy ring at the blonde--but with alarming results. Intercepted, the ring is thus imbued and sent flying back. There's no time for the girl to react and, as a result, she's struck painfully hard, her waif frame launched through the air. She only really stops when she hits a wall and promptly collapses on the ground adjacent.
"Nngh," is her response, a blood hacking cough escaping the tiny girl as she struggles to push herself onto her feet. Shaking and shuddering like a dry leaf in wind, she manages to get onto her feet, offering a weak smile to both fighters, whatever they may be doing. Hey, why are there four..?
"Th-that was really cool," she offers 'Adam,' before she's cut off by a bloody cough. She probably broke a rib, but she can't stop now!
She tries to move, but stops when a flash of pain fills her senses, causing her to stumble a bit before she stops and walks carefully to her ring. Stooping to pick it up, she offers a weak smile to Seishirou before she's jogging forward, pushing herself on. She can't let her teammate be disappointed! Thus, with ring in hand, the girl closes in as best she can on Igniz and lashes out swiftly with the large steel hoop, a quick strike delivered horizontally across the chest. "YAH!!"
COMBATSYS: Igniz dodges Ren's Quick Strike.
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The god of NESTS eyes shift towards Seishirou almost immidiately after firing the weapon back. The ninja, if anything, was one to not be underestimated.
However, based on the last encounter...
Sometimes, things need to be left in the past. Seishirou is obviously different. The god of NESTS can feel it... the numbing pain that eats away at his insides are obviously proof of this. As if a concoction of poison was forcibly injected into the god of NESTS body, he finds himself more wary of Seishirou while at the same time...
He cannot keep his focus. Something is forcibly interjecting itself between Igniz and Seishirou. He had no problem keeping up it against the man earlier, but now Seishirou seems harder to keep a bead one.
Perfect. Igniz wants a challenge.
"Haha. To think that anyone else but a god would wear a suit tailored to show he is king." Igniz exclaims, "Roaaar." He announces, rather unmenacingly. "But you... you changed. For the better or the worse, I have yet to see." Igniz says as he begins to walk about the side of Seishirou> "History's eye has yet to see anything I am capable of. Soon it will capture this 'strength' I have accumulated. The world will know, and history will remeber it quite well."
Igniz turns towards Ren, thinking that, by now, Ren would have to get up. Once there, the god of NESTS smiles. "You took it better than I thought. Excellent." Igniz exclaims with a smile as faces the girl, not even offended when she coughs up blood. It all seems natural to him.
The tiny girl does seem to be impressive so far, as Igniz can gauge. "Your hoop is rather interesting as well. Could you tell me how it works?" 'Adam' asks, even as his attention once more diverts to Seishirou as he doesn't persue.
Exploding forward rapidly closing in towards Seishirou, Igniz rips off closing the distance within seconds as he attempts to drive a single hand strike into the chest of Seishirou's well developed Ninja Pecs.
HIS NINJA PECS.
"Roooarrrrrr. I am a dinosaur named Scarface of land of the lost." Its all typical B grade voice acting.
COMBATSYS: Seishirou blocks Igniz's Cosmological Thrust.
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Ryouhara is about to say something in response when she is taken out of immediate context by a deadly hoop. The way she handles the blow, if not her motions, are telling. Underneath these eyes of his, he can read the very obvious damage sustained to her body easily. Even he has to flinch when she coughs blood. But she takes it like a trooper, and so he remains motionless, observing. Is that a kind of ninjutsu?
It seems this 'Adam' persona is as interested in the hoop as he is.
But Ryouhara also has other things he'd like to keep an eye on.
"Mm," Ryouhara acknowledges. "You left me no alternative but to revise my strategies. Through any age, I'll cut." A backhanded reference to events some time ago. Things that were burned and left as cinders in the wind. If he can eliminate Igniz here... he won't have to worry about the 'project.' But judging from the damage he inflicted--well. Igniz might be as much a threat in a foam dinosaur suit as he is in his god outfit.
"Though history may judge us more harshly wearing mantles of foam than of steel," he notes.
The time has ended for his simple strategems. He must take the initiative now, and give Ren a chance to recover. When Igniz explodes out of his reverie with a knifehand into his midsection, the boy's hands whip up to deflect the penetrating blow by catching Igniz at the wrist to slow and divert the blow downwards across his ribs--while his free hand flicks up to pull him offbalance and catch the man offguard with a thumbstrike inflicting compression to the neck--or at least, the foam over it. If Igniz succumbs for an instant, compression damage will be inflicted there, not just by the attack, but by the sudden amping of heat in the shinobi's vicinity. Compression, balance, and heat. Seishirou will use all three as is necessary. If necessary.
To drag Igniz into the air, weightless. The ninja is looking to slam the tyrannosaur into the rock facings of the mine, not far from one of those cut caves. Distorted red air will irradiate his wake, as will molten earth.
"Th-thanks," the girl manages a bit, letting her body tense up a bit before she offers another grin. Sure, her body feels like it just got hit by a train that got hit by a plane, but there's a fight here and she can't let her oddly serious teammate down, can she? Or her opponent! "I don't want to disappoint people," she confesses, hurriedly wiping a hand across her mouth before she peers down at it. Ugh, she is bleeding.
Then she moves, attempting to assault the dino-like NESTS lord, but he's faster than she'd anticipated. Offering a light click of self-disapproval at herself, the girl crouches briefly and hops back wide, covering several feet before she pauses, hoop held securely at her side. But before she can press the attack once more, the guy...makes conversation? "Er...well," she begins, nervously. But Seishirou speaks, the girl's eyes blinking twice before she looks sheepishly aside. They're such good fighters and so strong. Dangerously strong! These are the sorts of fighters Hiroki warned her about...
"Ah, good luck!" she calls after Seishirou as he moves, making his swift assault. Ren, on the other hand, utilizes the moment, taking the time she needs to recover and catch her breath. Watching, she keeps an eye on both fighters as they exchange blows, certain to capitalize on the moment when she can and, seize any opportunities which may present themselves with a comically stern, serious expression.
"Do your best, Ren!" she encourages her self. "Let's help that cool guy win. We can do it!"
COMBATSYS: Ren focuses on her next action.
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COMBATSYS: Igniz endures Seishirou's Shunshin Ghost!
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The god of NESTS is given a precarious situation. Seishirou has been allowed to what he wishes on his own whim. Here, Seishirou is most dangerous. Igniz watches as Ryouhara bolts foward, even after the blow. His presence is known.
"You are thinking." Igniz declares with a soft laugh, "I'm afraid you cannot change history so quickly. I has much more to do in this work at present. Do you understand?" Igniz esclaims with a soft laugh, even as Seishirou rushes forward, Adam's dinosaur outfit protecting him rather powerfully given the circumstances.
Seishirou has been a thorn in Igniz's side for a great deal. This is not the first time that they have met, and each time, Igniz gets less and less thrilled of the ninja's antics. First K9999's arm, and then assaulting him at Gedo High.
Perhaps, even in his weakend state, Igniz can destroy Seishirou utterly?
Ren is given a chance to recover, get everything together, to bolster her own resolve as Scarface continues to rampage upon Seishirou's own figure.
The speede at which Seishirou moves is lightning fast, so fast that the god of NESTS has very little he is capable of doing immidiately especially as Ren is allowed to do what she wishes.
Knifehands fall upon Igniz's figure, striking down and what should send him off balance...
Well, it doesn't do it at all. Even with the ample damage applied, thrusting him about before sending him down towards the ground. Igniz willingly goes, as if to find out Seishirou's most peculiar assaults. The molten earth churns as Igniz kneels upon it, his own chi overcoming the weightlessness for moments to right himself even as he stands on the heated inferno.
"History can be erased for what it is worth," Igniz announces, "I will recreate this notion. Ayy Gee. After Igniz... does it not have a nice name to it?" Igniz exclaims, his eyes fiery as he looks upon Seishirou with a curling smile, recreating a field of power infront of him. A thrumming white wall that hangs in the air before Igniz exerts a force upon it, his own chi slamming against his own chance before breaking it out towards Seishirou, the wall shattering into bullets of chi, errupting directly beneath the air defying Seishirou, attempting to devour him in a flood of white, porcelein bullets.
COMBATSYS: Igniz successfully hits Seishirou with Vortex Rapture.
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It's something he hears a lot.
But it's also something necessary. As is--that is. Moving against Igniz is a matter of ideology. Though he may be vastly outstripped by his opponent's current level of power, their ideals were another matter entirely. And the strength of one will not permit the other, in their ideal worlds. Ryouhara cannot fathom such a nation in which Igniz, and the concept of 'I.G.' gains acceptance and precidence.
'What point is there to being a god?' Ryouhara once asked.
His speed is not something to be trifled with. Seishirou moves oftentimes at speeds defeating the human eye--but Igniz's eyes are no longer entirely human, are they? The pressure that he puts against this 'Adam' seems successful--allowing the man to be slung around as if a white flag of surrender, allowing Ryouhara to get leverage upon him. Unfortunately, the control of this man isn't to be discounted. He spares the briefest of glances towards the teammate he attained, measuring her status. He needs more data to evaluate her attacking capacity. Buying the necessary time for Ren to get ready, as seems almost in character for the shinobi, Seishirou pays for that time in blood.
Attempting to keep Igniz down, Seishirou's hand whips up--
And then a field blocks his view.
Eyes widening slightly, he has just enough time to gasp before he's pummeled with bullets of wall fragments into the air, his light frame hefted easily beneath pure white force.
The damage sustained is staggering--Seishirou's defenses have never been particularly strong, and the boy is easily dealt the sum of a mighty blow before the blasts end and gravity once again seizes protectorate of the shinobi's thin frame, sending him drifting back into the ground--
At least, until the bleeding shinobi lands on the strip mine wall, piercing the sizzling, crackling air with a silver line tearing out of his jacket's sleeve with the hiss of decompressing air, each segment snapping into place nigh silently. The only sound Unagiyari makes is just that--air and wind. His response, though stained and dripping with every nuance in blood, is immediate. He is no stranger to pain.
Not anymore.
That weapon stretches across the short expanse as Ryouhara attempts to impale Igniz with the full length of a steel lancer spike through the chest. Before he can rise, before he can do anything--the shinobi will stand there on the rock facing, one arm limp, body wrecked, and yet still the calmest of expressions sketched across his face. A difference in strength. Igniz is playing a little smarter. But Seishirou will match him.
"What point would there be in such a history?" he asks, simply.
"I don't think.. as you are now, that I'll submit to that kind of rule."
"Hey, look ou--!!"
Before the words can escape the Rinjutsu girl's lips, a barrage of white slams into Seishirou's body, a rain of energy bullets carrying the young man upwards against his will. The girl is otherwise helpless to watch as the shinobi is blasted without mercy before his form is sent falling. "Oh no!"
But just as Ren begins to move to help her teammate in this affair the shinobi whips his form and lands and he makes his move with his odd choice of weaponry that startles even Ren. Briefly her yellowy green eyes flicker aside, toward the target in the odd 'Unagiyari' weapon's sights--Igniz. What IS the deal with these two men, anyway? They seem to know each other, but…
"Mn!!" Giving herself a light slap on the cheeks, Ren hefts her ring up once more, taking her trusty steel moon in hand once again. Filled with confidence and belief in herself and her skill now, she slides a foot forward and lets her calloused fingertips gently grace a decorative groove on the weapon. A sudden eruption of pink energy roars around the steel ring, fiery pink chi coating it as she reels her hand back. With an loud exhale she swings her arm and the energy-laden ring forward, sending the heavy weapon buzzsawing at Igniz's chest before it'll ricochet back to her hands, energy curiously shaped like cherry blossoms following the ring in its wake.
COMBATSYS: Igniz dodges Ren's Hanagumori.
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COMBATSYS: Igniz blocks Seishirou's Prime Tactics.
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Seishirou should have know better than to corner a dangerous beast. What happens when an overzealous survivor in Land of the Lost faces a T-Rex by themselves?
They get eaten. This mimics what happens to Seishirou down to a T, the ninja find himself on the defensive in the present. A terrible place to be when your opponent is seemingly more competent in regards to their actions. Even as he recoils from the assault, he imagines Seishirou would be writhing in pain for moments to give him enough time. He doesn't. Instead, the Shinobi is a bolt of lightning, twisting and turning even when diverted.
It impresses Igniz that Seishious could manifest such strength immidiately, accumulate his power once more to divert it into an assault the second that the man stands. A hiss sounds out, loud enough that Igniz can hear it. Everything seems to slow down as the overlord of NESTS can imagine the very snapping of steel through the air that aims to cut into his chest. Two hands come up to divert it from his chest, stinging into the mans arm, blood trickling down his arm even as it periced both flesh and dinosaur skin.
"Roar." He repeats, looking directly towards Seishirou as he rips the steel lancer from his arm and tosses it aside, only to turn towards Ren instead, a powerful strength accumulating in the gods right hand as Igniz begins to move, turning towards a energy laden ring that whips through the air, singing as it manuevers about. Cherry blossoms follow in its wake, leaving the god of NESTS to decide the best course of action is to escape it entirely. Taking a gambit, Igniz leaps a monsterous Dinosaur leap as he lands not too far away, and from there, grabs hold of whatever he can get his hands on, a boulder of dirt and rock which he grasps before hurling it through the air towards Ren, moving to drive her back.
"Intersting. I'm enthralled by that ring. This must be the first time I've seen one wielded as a weapon." The god of NESTS announces, a warm smile still upon his face.
That much in itself can be supposed to be fair.
Seishirou was feeling the tension from those wounds, deep knots of pain spreading into his slim frame. His aura was in many ways a dense pane of glass, cracked by the multitude of blows. It was in no way the only sign of his passing, his body bleeding from welts and blood trickling from his jaw.
In the end, it's only fuel.
There were certain costs to be paid for assaulting a dragon.
Unagiyari is a lancing ninkou, created for quick midrange deployment of concealed armament. Though normally a sacrificial ninkou, the lance is still strengthened by reinforcement jutsu, allowing it a surprising amount of structural integrity despite its high level of concealment. This is what allows Seishirou to flip off of the rock facing as Igniz draws the weapon out of his arm, already beginning the recompression process. Readjusting the angle and detaching the thing from his arm, the length slips to the side, cast away by Igniz, but Seishirou keeps time with it, gripping the end by one hand as its heated (!) tip binds in the earth, Seishirou being drug along as the ninkou snaps shut, building speed.
Momentum.
It'll take everything they have and more to put a stop to this.
The whirling attack of Ren goes past, leapt over by Igniz, whom draws up a huge boulder. That ring must weigh at least 30 or 40 pounds--its return will distract Ren from the boulder. So... Seishirou needs to take the opportunity to attack. His prior strategy defeated by Igniz via perception or luck, he could only move to the second seamlessly. Whipping blood into the air as he spins, his second hand smacks across the pole as his center of gravity eventually equalizes over the thing as if reaching the apex of a vault, the lance still snapping shut.
He flips, and drops from the sky onto Igniz, only an instant or so after the boulder leaves his hands.
Onto his head, one Converse drops first.
Then, carrying the majority of his momentum and force, his other sneaker drops onto the first, trying to strike Igniz flat into -- earth growing syrupy beneath the impact?
COMBATSYS: Ren fails to reflect Thrown Object from Igniz with Oborozuki.
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Another miss? "No way!" is Ren's cry in response.
Indeed; the girl's ring is heavy, roughly forty pounds of crafted steel. It swerves back as Igniz avoids the strike, Ren's eyes wide as she reaches out and grabs the hoop, taking it into hand once again. Immediately, the fiery pink energy once roaring around the tempered steel snuffs out like a quelled pyre.
"Drat."
Puckering her lips, the girl just sports a sour expression as her ring is eyeballed carefully. What's wrong with it? Is she not throwing it properly? Did her fight with that weird Pacific High girl stunt her skill? She did get hit in the head a lot that fight...
When Ren looks back up, there's a blob of dirt and stone flying at her face. The ring is gripped tightly and swung around in front of her, the faintest shimmer of chi forming at the center of the hoop, bleeding hazy blossoms of chi. But the rock manages to pierce the forming ripple of pure chi, pegging the girl square in the face and sending her falling back, her prone form skidding somewhat before her ring falls upon her. She offers a loud 'HORF.'
Unfortunately, as interested in Ren's mysterious technology as Igniz may be, the girl has no response. She's too busy trying to shake off the impending feeling of nausea that fills her stomach. "oohhhh"
COMBATSYS: Igniz fails to counter Shunshin Reaper from Seishirou with Transcedental Conclusion.
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The earth is not syrup.
It's being boiled.
KATON - YOUCHI SHIBARI.
Sinking into molten earth generated by Seishirou's blood and the seal inflicted by the point of his Unagiyari, Seishirou isn't so much trying to kick Igniz as bury him alive. Drown him in magma. Ryouhara will sink. With the tyrant. Kneeling until he can gain an absolute control over that body beneath him, he will sink with Igniz underneath the ground.
"History judges the life of a man often harshly.."
Then huge rents will open for at least 10 meters all around the two as a massive subterranian explosion carves parched earth in every direction, quaking the ground and spreading magma in all directions. Hands in pockets, Ryouhara steps back into the battlefield, only a few feet from the edge of that boiling pool of earth.
"It's best not to exist at all."
Igniz was entirely sure that he would have been able to stop the assault. Completely sure, in fact. So sure that he didn't bolster himself as Seishirou crashes down into the ground, and directly through Igniz's own assaults. He was simply a dinosaur. Scarface, a monstrosity that could not be finished.
It never occured to Igniz that the god of NESTS's loss of armor could make things hurt more. They did, however. A great deal more.
Seishirou crashes down into Ingiz's figure, even as the god of NESTS moves to stop him, unable to stop Seishirou's momentum as he brings up his hands. It's a move that causing Igniz to falter terribly when Seishirou comes down, crashing into Igniz with an unstoppable, ripping strike, crashing him into the ground.
Seishirou then causes the ground itself to rip up, sending Igniz to be burried alive from the assaults that Seishiorou has yet to stop, sending Igniz further and further into a tizzy, unable to stop the multiple assaults from foes that are as strong as he?
Nonsense.
Even as Igniz is drowned in the very explosion that sends the god of NESTS into a terrible, paining stick in his side. Bleeding heavily and breathing fine, Igniz chuckles at the thought of a loss to Seishirou, even when wounded. Where did he get all these wonderful toys?
"Then I have nothing to worry about, being a god." Igniz exclaims with a laugh, even as he breathes heavily between breathes. "What a foolish boy you are. You know nothing and assume everything."
It's a little different without that toy of yours, isn't it?
The boy sniffs over Ren's prone form, taking a single step towards her. He frowns, an ephemerally cold chill suffusing him as tangible and as contrary as the literal heat that seeps from his body at every angle. He's pretty injured, but then again, so is his teammate.
His shadow falling over the nauseous girl, he speaks.
"You have some skill. But if you give up here, there won't be forgiveness for you."
He says no other words to her directly. Only this: He offers her his hand. The rarest of all of Seishirou's favors, the recognition of someone else other than his target. The recognition of an honor that needs not stand on its own. It's something he himself would have abhored if he were younger. But there's little time for that juvenile thought now. The secret leader of Kagero can no longer afford that kind of ego.
Get up.
However, Adam seems to have recovered as well, unburying himself from his grave, and wounded from the tragedy of history's infliction upon that man. He thought it would take longer, but ... well. Igniz has surprised him before. The boy looks over his shoulder, the whites of his eyes flashing in the sun. The lack of darkness bothers him not in the slightest.
THe words of the would-be god hammer into him.
He pauses thoughtfully, hand still outstretched to his teammate.
"Last I checked... gods don't bleed," Seishirou points out simply.
His eye cracks. Iris glowing fanged red, he invokes ninjutsu.
KATON - KAGENSANA: GAKI.
A /wolf/ made of black flame leaps from his eye, forming from the blast as if imagined into existence, easily as large as Seishirou himself. It lands on the ground only briefly, to whirl on Igniz. It howls until the fanged matrix lines across its shaggy body glow. An otherworldly sound not often heard in this contemporary time--it precedes the animal's attack. A pounce directly upon Igniz to sink teeth into that man's jugular without even the slightest bit of surrender or remorse. An unfeeling thing forged of hell's will.
The young man's eye is still smouldering, a kanji glowing on his pupil, sizzling with heat and surrounded in fanged rills of sealwork undone. Blinking away tears, he looks back, avoiding the urge to rub the sizzling thing.
"Get up, it won't hold him for long," Seishirou finally tells Ren.
Alas, as Igniz is struck by Seishirou's powerful assault, Ren remains prone, on her back and groaning to herself as she tries to regain her wits. All of her efforts have been in seeming vain, but she isn't fussed. No, she should expect such a thing; after all, these were in her mind the 'big leagues.' The men and women who fight here are strong--frighteningly strong. Hiroki warned her, and she should have listened, but...
Seishirou speaks, and like clockwork the girl is roused lightly from her daze. Shaking her head a bit, the girl pushes her shoulders off the dusty ground and nods, rubbing at her face and bleeding nose. "Y-yeah, sowwy," she mangles through her hand before she drops it. "I-I'm not giving up, promise." At least she sounds sincere. Politely, she offers the shinobi her non-bloody hand, a small strain of effort given as she pulls back onto her feet.
"Thank you." She means that, too.
Bending over, Ren gathers her ring from the dusty ground, hands gingerly and lovingly dusting her trusty steel weapon off. When yellowy eyes look back up, Seishirou exercises his shinobi prowess, a wolf suddenly appearing before it makes its attack. It's something she has never seen, this degree and skill and manipulation. Is it chi? Or is it something else?
"R-right!" the girl cries, nodding her head once sternly before she grasps her hands tightly around her ring. Her fingers shift across the steel, another caress along its decorative grooves before it erupts with rich, fiery crimson energy. Sliding a foot back, she braces herself, balancing her weight before she delivers a sharp cry and lets the ring loose. It sails at Igniz, engulfed with chi as it seeks to slam him once before it ricochets. But it doesn't happen only once, like before.
Instead, the ring will ricochet into her hands before she launches it again, then again and again, striking at the Lord of NESTS from various angles before it aims for his chest and ricochets. From there, the girl will leap up with the ring in hand and flip her body head over heels before the ring is hurled swiftly at the ground beneath Igniz's feet, to deliver a fiery gout of crimson chi in which to engulf the man with a cry of: "GOKUSHO!!"
COMBATSYS: Igniz blocks Ren's Gokusho.
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COMBATSYS: Igniz overcomes Kagensana from Seishirou with Ideon Blade.
Glancing Hit
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Igniz, even as he rises, is dealt grevious blows he has to deal with, fending off some terrible assaults hap hazzardly in an attempt to crush the resistance against him. It doesn't work entirely as planned, as he must rather do what he can, deal with all he must at once and power through all great things.
Ren's ring collides against the god of NESTS as he brings up a guard, stopping and slowing the assault with his arms as he's battered by it, over and over again before she engulfs him in a gout of chi, the god of NESTS propelled backwards from the strike, his arms glowing brightly as he does. That was not at all easy to deal with.
Seishirou's is also still there. Also still much to deal with.
Igniz finds himself pushed to his very limits. He could have, with his suit, made much of these actions easily. But without, he finds them tiresome, terribly battering upon his physical form. Something that a god should not have to feel, witness, or care about in any way, shape, or form. To be better, however, he withdraws his concerns, and instead, focuses upon destroying what he must. Nameless, Seishirou.
Once more Igniz is quiped about the fact that gods do not bleed.
"Have you ever met a god?" Igniz exclaims in return, belting out a laugh. "Of course, I am a god. A dinosaur god. And I'm going to eat you." Igniz announces as he manuevers forward, aimed towards Seishirou even as wolf of black flame appears, ripping forward towards Igniz to pounce upon him. It doesn't work. Igniz's power rips through, if only barely as he crashes a divine arrow directly into the ground, pilliars ripping forward, toppling over everything in its way as it manuevers towards Seishirou's feet, attempting to batter him horribly by erupting beneath him explosively and catch him in the swatch of energy.
COMBATSYS: Seishirou dodges Igniz's Ideon Blade.
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"Mn."
With not much more than a casual glance over the thin girl to check for limbs that have fallen off or that are about to fall off, Ryouhara says nothing else to Ren, turning away to face Igniz. There was a practical limit, a ceiling to the shinobi's concessions in views of nicety, and he probably reached that limit right around the time she said 'sowwy.' Through varying levels of snot and gore.
Dislikes: Silliness, bad engineering, noisy people, and cute.
As she comes to her feet and begins to make good use of herself by throwing that ring again and again, the chi infused ring wears away at the demigod's considerable defenses in the period of weakness where his kahyou--that black fire hound--threatens Igniz. Ryouhara takes the moment to step back, breathing once simply. He is tired, his limits have been pushed today, the curtain of weakness that ever exists on the edge of his consciousness pressed back incrementally through sheer stress. Still, this is no fair battle. Igniz's strength is no-where near the levels they were when Seishirou faced him in the riverbed some time ago. The loss of that suit is crippling.
But.
The nature of ninjutsu cares little for strength.
His hound is fast, but it is only fast enough. It is clipped by the massive blasts of energy surrounding it, and that is enough to shear it in half without laying a single claw on that most devout of self-worshippers. The conversation of calamity reaching its peak, Ryouhara settles back, his arms limp at his side as a chain geyser tears throguih the sediment towards him.
He falls to his knees, head bowed in homage to that destruction. Or..
In the shadow of someone else. Fingertips touch his neck. With a precise and deliberating gentility belying the act, the fingers sink into the cool exposed nape of his neck, drawing lines of blood with it, hand shaking until it sinks to the level of the bandaging wrapped around it. The blood seeps through those linens, even as with a sickening crack black wood is freed from the boy's body. Slowly, steel is drawn from his throat, his eyes widening as he shudders with the motion.
"Have I," Ryouhara mutters, sotto voce, "..met a god?"
Weakness.. is its forte.
The last thing that shivering boy sees is white light.
Until Seishirou slips into Igniz's blind spot.
He doesn't say anything yet. The only time Igniz will ever hear his honest question is after his has made his move, slipping an arm underneath the man's left arm to dispose of it, up and around to try and grip Igniz by his foam mask and pull it by the jaw in a move that would snap the neck of any weaker man.
"What point is there to being a god if the journey ends?" he asks.
It is a question of genuine curiosity, from one engineer of a stripe, to another. .. of a stripe.
The blade of the weapon he summoned from his substitute is a aikuchi-fitting guardless short sword held by the flat of the blade between thumb and forefinger until it has length comensurate to a shortknife. With this, he attempts to expose Igniz' neck. Through foam and insulate, he won't be able to see the jugular. Not enough for a killing stroke, especially not on someone like Igniz.
He may be eaten, tempting the dragon's jaws. But he has no fear. He can't. Someone who doesn't exist, a /Ryouhara/, cannot have any fear by necessity. The time for that clan's hiding in the shadows is past.
In any age.
Ryouhara will stab.
The talk of gods, the odd banter exchanged between Igniz and Seishirou--
It's all very confusing to a girl caught in the middle of it all.
But her thoughts are focused on pressing the offensive to aid the mysterious shinobi, the ring thrown over and over, but expertly shielded against. This man, whoever he may be, must be really, really strong. He's given both fighters a run for their money. Descending as her ring ricochets back, she catches the steel hoop in her grasp before she lands in a deep crouch. Almost instantly the girl's shoulders heavily sag. She's pushing her body more than she has lately...
Coughing a little, the waif girl furrows her brows lightly as she sets her ring down at her feet, hands coming up to lightly slap at her cheeks. Trying to motivate herself, Ren spends a brief moment gathering her wits before she looks up with yellowy eyes, focused. "Let's do this!"
With ring in hand once again Ren charges forward, a small stumble and stagger in her tired steps, as she attempts to follow Seishirou's lead and close in on Igniz before she leaps and flips forward. Unloading like a taut coil above him, she attempts to drop a heel of her boot down atop Igniz's bulky dinosaur head with a shrill cry.
COMBATSYS: Igniz dodges Seishirou's Random Combo.
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COMBATSYS: Igniz dodges Ren's Light Kick.
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Neither taut heel nor sword stab is able to grasp the true form of Adam. Praying may be the only way out.
Igniz is lifted up with a great power, one that he could not very well explain. Everything seems to pass by so easily, so immensely fast that the god of NESTS seems to be slowed down. The ring fighter Ren barely misses, Igniz thrusting himself backwards, blood trickling in his wake as he does. His breath begins to stagnate as he keeps himself entirely sturdy for the assaults. Seishirou follows quickly, blades flying as they seek to gut the god of NESTS. They do not, to the gods own prayers, touch him.
Weaving between both strikes was uncharacteristic for Igniz, finding himself on controlling the fights rather than weaving between them like a rat in tall grass.
"The journey shall never end." Igniz exclaims as he gives a soft smile towards Seishirou, even as he turns his attention quickly upon Ren, a power swelling up into the very arms as he prepares for something unseen.
Striking through towards Ren with a monsterous blow, Igniz follows through, the Dinosaur costume twisting in disrepair as it follows him, arm shot forward in an attempt to thrust Ren backwards in a grand display of significant power.
COMBATSYS: Igniz successfully hits Ren with Strong Punch.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Ren really looks confused when the NESTS lord swiftly evades both attacks, from Ren and the seemingly more skilled shinobi on her side for the match. In fact, the girl offers a mildly dismayed look when her kick whips through empty air, striking nothing before she's forced to pull it back to cushion her landing. Crouching briefly with her ring in hand, the girl just puckers her lips a bit and furrows her brows.
"I'm so confused," she muses aloud. What are these guys going on about?
Not that she really has any time to think about it--a moment later Igniz turns his sights upon the girl and moves in, punching the girl fiercely. She doesn't move, a bold and brazen attempt to hold her ground; unfortunately, it doesn't pay off. Instead she's punched with considerable amounts of force, her body sent flying several feet before she bounces twice before she stops. "urrgh"
Struggling back onto her feet, her ring again ignites with chi. Holding it tightly in her grasp, the crimson energy swells as she again launches her ring several times, barraging the NESTS lord repeatedly before again leaping up and tossing the ring at his feet, to explode the ground with a pillar of energy and hopefully catch Igniz in the middle! Hey, if at first you don't succeed...
"GOKUSHO!!"
The ninja whirls, the god zig-zagging out of his reach, leaving him lurching forward, his body and arms limp in front of him. He sags visibly, looking up with one cold, ired eye to track Igniz's movements as he surges in towards Ren. Seishirou will say this much. Even without that suit of his, "Adam" is a dire threat, straining Seishirou's body to its utmost in this battle.
A neverending journey to divinity.
"Interesting.."
He takes another step, and slips after neo messiah.
In this the next moment, the shinobi whirls low, hooking a leg underneath Igniz, his hood flailing in the wind with the rapidity of his movement. It would be a textbook leg sweep, if not for the hooking motion. Igniz might recognize the act instantly. He's not so much looking to attack Igniz as seal off modes of escape. He can see Igniz--in ways that most simply don't. He can see that even the frighteningly powerful Igniz' stamina is measured in milliseconds. Sealing off one limb might be enough.
If Igniz is slowed even for a second, that flaming ring thrown by that partner will be enough to determine it.
Leg attempting to coil about Adam's limb, he follows it with another strike, a direct knifehand for the man's side, as he lifts up to disrupt this Adam's center of gravity. But with the angles being as they are, if that low flung technique cleaves through Igniz, it's liable to take Seishirou with it, at that angle--
His hand will stop at Igniz' side, never quite piercing it.
Before the real Seishirou hits that matrix, another newlyforced on, in the shoulderblade. The force is enough to snap the matrix's spine in half, but it has no spine. This force transmission is enough.. from beyond the range of collateral from that flung ring, he's trying to impale Igniz on an arm made of force and energy.
A melee of eight limbs..
COMBATSYS: Igniz blocks Seishirou's Kawarimi Suicide.
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COMBATSYS: Igniz reflects Gokusho from Ren with Nega Genesis.
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The god of NESTS is given very few moments to react once more, both of them bearing down upon him. Seishirou is dealt with first, the most deadliest threat here, the main tank as one would say. Seishirou is a boy that Igniz could not help be irked by. His limitless knowledge of his own skill but his want for strength to seek others own power.
That is a deadly foe, and one that could be easily manipulated with the right tools. Today this is not of the god of NESTS mind, instead, to simply wade through his assalts in an attempt to prevail under the combinded fire.
Arms raise up in turn to blow the melee of eight limbs, shadow matrixes striking out, legs coiling out, everything at once. Igniz puts himself in the way to steal himself as the assaults wade down upon the god of NESTS battered personage.
"Are you slowing down?" Igniz asks, "You know what happens to survivors that are unable to fight back." Igniz exclaims in a know it all way, leaving Seishirou to answer in his own way.
Ren is dealt with post haste, even as the girl hurls her ring back towards him, the god of NESTS manipulates it in such a way as that it never even lands upon his feet. Striking out, the god of NESTS jetisons his arm, a field of power errupting upon the end as he summons, flexing his power entirely to devlop the assault. The ring finds its way into the center of the assault before being fired back, attempting to mimic Ren's own assault.
"You are an interesting fight, Ren. I will look forward to seeing more of you in the future." Igniz is interested, perhaps too much by the ring. Will Kula make friends with Ren to find out its secret?!
WILL REN GET FREE ICE CREAM FOR LIFE?
FIND OUT IN THE NEXT EPISODE OF KULABALL Z.
COMBATSYS: Ren fails to reflect Reflected Gokusho from Igniz with Ugetsu.
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COMBATSYS: Ren can no longer fight.
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"E-er, t-thanks sir??" the girl calls out as she descends from the assault, landing in a slight crouch before she stands upright, shooting a brief glance toward Seishirou. IS he slowing down? She hopes not, but she knows one thing: she sure as heck is. This isn't good...
But--! Not again! The ring makes its initial strike, but almost instantly the man repels her strike, imbuing the ring with his odd energy before it is sent sailing back. Squinting a bit, yellow eyes affix on her oddly-glowing ring in an attempt to deal with this the best way she can. Shifting her weight, the girl prepares to do something she'd never attempted before. Hands begin to glow with orange energy--
Her hands shoot out and attempt to grab her ring, but she underestimates the power behind it. It plows past her hands and slams into her body, both girl and ring sent flying once again before she's stopped by a wall once more. Well beyond her limits, the girl hits before she falls unconscious to the floor, knocked the heck out. Ren won't be getting back up this time, despite all her efforts! But, somewhere, when she gets up, she'll maybe say she did her best. Maybe. You can do it Seishirou!
A perfect defense.
His shadow's blow deflected, the mangled construct hits the ground at Ryouhara's feet, its body turned aside briefly before it simply flickers and disappears. So perfect was the god's defenses that even Ren's ring finds itself lobbed back at her in a brutal mimickry of her own attack, except propelled by a vastly mightier hand. Shorn, the little lady goes flying before impacting into a cliff face, knocked the heck out.
"Sleep well," he murmurs to the unconscious.
Slowly, the adrenaline and jutsu bleed out of Ryouhara's frame. His various techniques and jutsu were fading, as Igniz so astutely implied. This onslaught has drained him, for his technique does not account for holding up an assault for this long.
Normal shinobi would flee by now.
"Che," Seishirou sighs.
"Sometimes, climbing uphill is such a pain."
Irony drips from his voice.
"But reality is cruel."
Veins burning, he takes a step. "Still. Your ideal is worthy of my measurement. But it still is just an ideal before my own." Ghost images trail him, half-finished matrixes flickering and fading in his wake. "I'll show this world, by any measure, by any blood spent, what the name Ryouhara means. As strong as someone like you might be. That name... will mean more than one man's Godhood. It takes a church to venerate a God. But even the most godless men, even the greatest fighters know to fear legends."
"Heh.."
He looks towards Igniz, eerie triple vision of his body fading to a lurid red haze bleeding from his body. He's beginning to damage himself now. Bleeding off the portion of his internal energy that regulates even his basic bodily functions. There is no room here for composure, no room for focus, only what Seisihrou has as himself. A man of youth, of statue, a ghost of will. Licking dust off the blade in his hand, he stows it in the belt at his back. He looks dead forward, his pupils constricting to points in his lighter brown eyes, still seared with the image of that unsealed jutsu earlier. "Strength is an idea built atop glass."
"And when I'm done, the world won't need that kind of archaism."
The people gathered, the cameras. They'll never see the ninkou engineer move. He explodes from his haunches in a speed that belies his fatigue, the ninja dispenses with all pretense of illusion, of fortitude. And simply attempts to mow Igniz down by strangling him with his bare hands in a trail of fire. All the way across the narrow end of the strip mine, churning dirt in his wake, and exploding as if a missile loosed from some obscene archer's bow at the other end.
COMBATSYS: Igniz fails to counter Shunshin Ghost from Seishirou with Ragnarok.
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COMBATSYS: Igniz can no longer fight. Is this the end of lovable Igniz?
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Igniz was sure that he would be able to stop the assault. It was all building upon the point. Move after move Igniz was able to manuever through it all, and now it all came down to this last strike. It would be fitting to end Seishirou with a strike named after the end of the world through fire of brimstone as he speaks of the world itself.
Except that is not really what happens. Igniz manuevers forward, even as the movement of Seishirou to grasp Ingiz's neck takes place. The god of NESTS retaliates, aiming to grasp a hold of Seishirou in turn, his own hand aimed out to grab the ninja before he is able in turn.
He is too slow. The weakness he has been holding back the entire fight suddenly gives in, the god of NESTS finding himself faltering at the critical moment, his neck strangled with a burning aura. Igniz is finally releases towards the ground, unable to fight any longer.
He is barely capable of speaking as he is capable of writhing in his own bodily fluids, unable to have pull upon the strength he was capable of due to his unbefitting weakness at the very end.
The god of NESTS falters again, continuing the chain of defeats that has followed him, unfitting to his nature of a God.
Seishirou knows a little bit about that himself.
The string of failures that has taunted his career--none so embarassing as the significant ones at the hands of NESTS itself some time ago--were the catalyst for that single drive now, the explosion of force that slams the God and his own body into a wall. As Igniz slumps, so does he, rolling to the side and bleeding of his own injuries, standing only by gripping the stone wall, his hooded jacket and sweater all but blown off in the fire dash detonation.
His body is strong still, it still had health left in it.
But he's fought harder than he has in some time.
With the strength of the clan backing him.
"....Don't... ever...underestimate me...again.." he breathes.
Was he going to kill Igniz? Eliminate him here? Was that his plan? It seemed somewhat childish now, shed beneath that one moment of truth. Ryouhara could barely think, let alone kill a God today. The strength in his bones, the keel of his chest steadily rising as he sucks in great gasps of air, were all reserved to standing, to keeping his unearthly composure without collapsing. Every muscle he had burned.
"... but even you didn't flee before my ideals. You hide no fear at all."
He looks left towards Ren. He weakly gestures once, an indescribable command given to eyes that cannot be seen. A thanks of his own. One that doesn't patronize Ren, but looks over her regardless. That's his strength, though few will ever know exactly what he did.
"....Maybe.." Ryouhara supposes, perhaps rationalizing his powerlessness, or maybe not, "..maybe that ideal deserves to see fruition. We'll never end this dance. But. Maybe you'll be a benevolent God one day. A god that can be worshipped by my kind without fear."
His eyes shut.
He falls to the ground, as if the plug was pulled.
A moment later, his body flickers and vanishes.
COMBATSYS: Seishirou has ended the fight here.
Log created on 19:00:02 01/31/2009 by Ren, and last modified on 03:18:52 02/09/2009.