Description: A dark, barely-lit mine. A Muay Thai champion with an axe to grind... and an Ikari Warrior to grind it on. There's only one guarantee--this fight is going to be -brutal-. (Double K.O.)
The Green River Mines in California.
10:00 PM.
The film crew and equipment line the long length of the old gold mine. One of the many gold mines that sprung up during the Californian Gold Rush; it had waxed and waned over the years, as new veins were discovered. Right now, the mine was nothing more than a tourist spot, cleared out of the mining equipment and replaced with steps, handrails, little description panels, and most importantly, electric lights.
"KYA HA HA!"
The cackle from Adon pierces the mine as the Emperor sits upon a makeup chair, the makeup artist applying cake and concealment of Adon's wrinkles. "I! ADON! THE EMPEROR OF MUAY THAI! Truly AM GIFTED! Can you believe that SNIFFLING young WENCH of IKARI competes in these GIMMICK MATCHES? Truly the world is SAFE in the hands of these PERFORMING JESTERS. That is why I! ADON! The EMPEROR OF MUAY THAI-" The Emperor glares at the makeup artist, who struggles with the fighter's looks.
"Make sure you make me look as GRAND as I AM, WORM! -NO WRINKLES-"
Down in the mines, it doesn't matter -what- time it is. It's always dark and light, and, as many miners can attest, hours down there can feel like days; if you're not careful, you might go in when it's light and come back out when it's light, disoriented and confused. The section of mine they're in is, at least, stable, or as stable as a tunnel in the earth can be--it's held up this long, after all.
Adon's loud voice echoes in the mines, and Leona shakes her head a little. She had already dismissed the makeup artist, who, despite her best proclamations, was rebuffed soundly--and, with the help of a Heidern-style technique, without half of her makeup kit. Leona, disregarding the various cameras and operators, strides out into the marked area, dropping to one knee--checking the lacings on her boots, one after the other.
Then she rises, and stands at a perfect parade rest, her impassive face betraying not a hint of any impatience or apprehension she might be feeling.
Adon leaves his seat, the makeup work complete. Swaggering around the bend, he encounters Leona, as well as the judge on duty. The Emperor leers, giving Leona once over, and then again. Licking his lips, the Emperor doesn't look at the Ikari Warrior in the eye when he speaks. "SO! Leona. My, my, I have heard so many things about you. How is your dear friend CLARK doing?" Adon leans over, keeping back just far enough to avoid a nasty sucker punch from the woman. "You know, that meat head probably talks about me all the time! After all, I DESTROYED him for ATTACKING my PEOPLE in THAILAND! You MERCENARIES make me SICK! The only REDEEMING FACTOR they have is that I am GLAD they did not send a WOMAN out to do a MAN'S WORK! Tell me, LEONA, what is it that you DO around the IKARI BASE? You don't have the KNEES for a CLEANING WOMAN, nor for a..." Adon winks at Leona, biting his lower lip.
"'SERVICE LADY."
Adon cackles, the electrical systems beginning to wane at the shrieking laughter. The judge shakes his head. "Please save it for the actual match! Now, we have motion sensors to keep track of you, but once the match goes on, you will lose more and more lighting! Now, when you are both ready, I will throw down my arm, and the match will begin. Do you understand, and are you ready?"
The Emperor rolls his eyes. "Of COURSE I am ready! What sort of BOOB do you take me for? The only person you need to ask is that PAIR over THERE!" The Emperor crosses his arms, twisting his nose up as he looks down upon the Ikari Warrior. Daring her. Challenging her.
And deep down, fearing her.
Leona is reviewing what Ikari files have on Adon, as he comes around the corner; loudmouthed, attempts to intimidate through derision and fear... but, undeniably, dangerous all the same. He may have fought Sagat when the man was low, but he -did- win. Indications are that he'll use just about anything -to- win, and, Leona has to admit, psy-ops are a valid tactic.
The tirade, delivered in that grating, high-pitched voice, slams psat her like an oncoming truck; slowly, she unfolds from her parade rest, hands coming up in their flat, bladed stance, right boot scraping along the ground as she takes her fighting pose. Over her hands, blue eyes stare straight at Adon, whether he meets her gaze or not. "Clark is doing well," she says, offhandedly, her tone bored.
"Mission parameters do not include divulging information about Ikari activities." With a nod to the official, to acknowledge his words, she smiles, very very thinly.
"Only destroying you." Then the judge drops his hand and Leona is charging in, first off the blocks; it's only a relatively short distance between her and the man known as Adon and so she doesn't take, or need, a lot of steps to build momentum for a low, fast forward flip; as she curls, her arms cross, and suddenly she's in Adon's face, lashing out with her flat, knife-like hands, blue-white chi hissing off them with the sound like a blade cutting meat as she sweeps them outwards, from opposite shoulders, out and down, forming a perfect X--and positioned to drop -right- in front of Adon.
COMBATSYS: Leona has started a fight here.
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Leona 0/-------/------=|
COMBATSYS: Adon has joined the fight here.
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Adon 0/-------/-------|=------\-------\0 Leona
COMBATSYS: Adon blocks Leona's X-Caliber Strike.
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Adon 0/-------/-------|==-----\-------\0 Leona
Stoic, stony. Just like Sagat.
And Adon could draw out Sagat fury
The Emperor looks at Leona, his attempt to get a rise out of the woman faltering right out the gate. No matter, thought the Emperor to himself. He took great merriment in frightening warriors weaker than himself. Almost as much as he had frightening fighters stronger than him. Leona, however, was an unknown. He had not fought the woman before, and if she was anything like Clark... she was dangerous. Eyeing Leona, he nods his head as the judge drops his hand, giving her the first move.
And she certainly makes it.
Adon throws up his defense, crosses his arms as the strikes rises up. When he spies that blue light, he doesn't take anymore chances: He begins to tense up, bracing himself against the impact of the blow. His body tightening, he was as a marble statue, enduring against Leona's strike.He was being defensive around the woman, keeping himself reserved.
Perhaps Leona had successfully psyched him out.
"BAH! You think you can destroy me? THE EMPEROR OF MUAY THAI?" The Emperor doesn't untense as he lets down his guard, his body still hardened by the block. His limbs bearing the burn marks of the X, Adon sneers at his opponent, keeping himself wary. He wasn't going to unleash his full might until he truly knew what she was capable of. "TYPICAL WOMAN! Your kind do not DESERVE to join MEN like ME in the RING! Perhaps that is what you are GOOD FOR! Being nothing more than an OBEDIENT LAPDOG!" Without exploding into the woman, he whips both of his arm around, thrusting the pair limb forwards in a joint punch. Slamming it towards Leona, he advances in slightly, trying to take advantage of the woman's close quarters and huge forward momentum.
Hopefully, Adon will chip away at the girl's psyche.
COMBATSYS: Leona blocks Adon's Strong Punch.
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Adon 0/-------/-------|===----\-------\0 Leona
Adon does not -want- to draw out Leona's fury. She has spent literal years suppressing the Riot of the Blood; even on her best days she has to devote some measure of her consciousness to it. Once awakened, the Riot is a terrible thing, and for Leona, that box can't be completely closed. But it takes a -whole- lot to break those bonds. A whole lot.
Leona's altered trajectory drops her into a low crouch, and she uses the rebounding momentum to pop herself into a standing stance--just in time for Adon's double punch to come in. But she bends her arms, and tightens muscles, and those fists slam into her strengthened biceps. Very strong, that attack, but it doesn't break Leona's guard, not yet.
Up close is where Muay Thai -excels-, and Leona isn't super-interested in testing her skills in a protracted, in-close brawl--so she seeks to create some space, kicking outwards with her right leg, with a little hop--so she can use the reactive momentum from the kick to propel herself backwards a few steps.
COMBATSYS: Adon interrupts Light Kick from Leona with Light Kick.
- Power hit! -
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Adon 0/-------/------=|====---\-------\0 Leona
Adon wanted to draw out Leona's fury, but he probably would regret it the moment. The Emperor, in his delusions or ignorance, just assumes Leona is just another woman break. He had no knowledge of the Riot of the Blood. The foolish man believes that when he breaks through, he will only release the woman's tears.
Instead, he would unleash a true monster.
Fortunately for the Emperor, it was not likely to happen, especially on a public venue like this. Despite this, Adon was not holding himself back. As the Ikari Warrior blocks the Jaguar's fists, he continues to step forward, his body remaining tense. He senses something in the woman, something delicious for the Emperor. A sort of agility from the woman. She was trying to FLEE from Adon. Leering, Adon takes another jerking step after he recovers from his own punch. "Not TALKING MUCH? Perhaps you need a REAL MAN to help LOOSEN that TONGUE of YOURS! KYAAAA!" Came the shriek as Leona unleashes her own kick...
And Adon responses with brutality.
Adon steps into the kick, moving not into the heel of the force, but the shin. He takes the hit, for certain, but Leona can feel the stability of the Emperor, as well as the tensed force of his body. Body burning, the Emperor catches Leona for only a moment as he snaps out his own kick. He was not aiming for the torso of the woman, no. The Emperor directed his own blazing kick right towards the knee of the woman, attempting to snap it at the joint with the force of his kick. Landing the blow cleanly, the Emperor remains steady, refusing to unleash his legendary aggression.
And only keeping that mocking, jeering grin.
The impact twists her leg--and locks the joint, hyperextending it to no small degree. But Leona is an Ikari; she lands, faltering the tiniest bit, then flexes the leg. Hurts--but it'll do for this fight. "Talking in a fight... an attempt to rattle me." She acknowledges it with a nod.
"Valid. But you don't know what buttons to push." It's a plainly-said statement--and Leona narrows her eyes as she says it. It isn't exactly an expression of emotion, though most who see her think she doesn't show much--and they're right. But there is some there, hidden behind her eyes.
Testing that knee again, she seems to nod to herself, and then sets herself again. She doesn't rush in, this time--her movements are deliberate, careful... until she darts forward, gloved hands reaching for Adon's ears. Should she catch them? She'll twist, to her right, and use the force generated to throw Adon into the rocky ground--nose-first..
It's a vicious, brutal throw--one designed to bloody and injure--but, like Adon, Leona is keeping her aggression in check, and it's executed almost clinically.
COMBATSYS: Adon endures Leona's Medium Throw!!
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Adon 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Leona
The Emperor's grin becomes even wider. Drawing first blood ecstatic for the Emperor, and doing so after a cautious approach only made him more self-indulgent. Confidence was filling him, and with it, an uncanny lust. He felt that he had seen Leona's power, and now, he was willing to secure it. Growing more and more arrogant, he looks upon the blue-haired Ikari Warrior, the smugness boiling over as he finally gets a response out of the woman. Before she lunges in for the attack, the Emperor gets off one line.
"Then let me find the buttons to push, WENCH!"
The Emperor watches the woman grab him, his cunning mind calculating a way to punish this new found passion from the woman. A glimmer of passion, yes, only a slight gained from making the stoic woman speak. But Adon knows how to pick and pick. Going limp, Adon lets himself hit the ground, cooperating with the throw as would a training partner. The impact is by no means soft; the Emperor makes an audible crack as he strikes the mine shaft floor.
But that may be the warning of what the Emperor would try next
The moment he hits the ground, he twists, hand lashing out for the woman's own shin, the right one in fact. He had struck it on the knee before, softening it up. When Adon finds a weak point, he takes it. And if he can't find one, he will make one. Should the Emperor get a grip, he will rise up to grab her thigh, and smash his own knee right up into the leg, attempting to further the damage into it. After which, he will swing the Ikari Warrior around.... and attempt to smash her right into the electrical line, with all the lights lined up.
He was going to try and start the blackouts.
COMBATSYS: Adon successfully hits Leona with Jaguar Slam.
~ Cruel hit! ~
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Adon 0/-------/--=====|=======\=------\1 Leona
The only sounds she makes, really, are the grunt of pain when he slams his knee into her knee--and the involuntary rush of air forced from her lungs as she slams into the cave wall, smashing a few lights along the way. Though she falls as though limp, she recovers almost instantly, tucking to land on her hands, not her face, and turning that into a long tumble. Rising, there's the faintest grimace as she tests her leg.
But that grimace turns into a bit of a smile. Again, it's faint--when the Ikari review the tapes, or if they're watching at 'home', they'll see it for what it is. She may not say it but she does enjoy testing herself against those of skill. This might be more enjoyable were Adon not essentially a gigantic walking penis, but he can't help what he is--it's his nature to be a loud braggadocio, just as it is Leona's to be a silent, ruthless fighting girl. With a little bit of flexing, her right leg is still alright for action; she considers the situation, then nods to herself slightly... and closes in once more, relentlessly. She borrows a bit, from Muay Thai, in her next attack, feinting a low shin kick with her right leg--but then she goes almost pure Tae Kwon Do, as she turns her low feint into a hop and a crushing heel kick, slashing downwards from high.
COMBATSYS: Adon blocks Leona's Strike Arc.
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Adon 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0 Leona
Lights out
Darkness fills the mining tunnel, the lights dimming slightly as one of the bulbs blinks out. Shadows reaching out, the Emperor begins to sneer, despite the blood tricking down his own nose. "KYA HA HA! How about THAT BUTTON? IS THAT NOT AMUSING?!" The response, however, is exactly as the Emperor suggests: Amused. Biting his lower lip, he licks the blood. "You think you are so STRONG!? I know women better than that! You are WEAK WITHIN! Tell me, how STRONG will you be when I BREAK APART your SHELL with my BARE HANDS using RAW MUAY THAI MIGHT!? You will wipe your tears with my FISTS when I am through with you!"
And to that, Leona lunges.
Unfortunately, the Emperor finds himself caught in a feint. A low shin kick would be easy for the Emperor to endure, and Adon begins to tense up, his momentum well thrown off from the last brutal assault. Bracing his body to the core, he brings up his own left leg to catch the shin kick that would be coming. Unfortunately, it doesn't; And Leona brings a short hop into a powerful, crushing heel kick. Throwing his arms up, he puts all his balance into that single, right leg as he cross his arms for the upward block. All the force drives into the Emperor; and he brings to bend briefly against the impact. But for all his speed, the Ikari Warrior finds that the Emperor has a nastier secret.
He was built as tough as a tank.
His guard unwavering, but his balance still off-centered, the Emperor takes the only opening he can exploit: A powerful straight kick at Leona, aiming right for her.... well no. He cannot aim for the leg; with the shadows consuming around them, it is becoming apparent to the Emperor that accuracy was becoming more and more of a luxury. Thus, to counter, Adon unleashes a single straight kick for her center of mass.
Hopefully, he will be lucky.
COMBATSYS: Leona dodges Adon's Medium Kick.
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Adon 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\0 Leona
That off-centered balance--Leona uses it to her advantage, as she does the shadows. Adon may be a sneaky bastard, but Leona -knows- about using the shadows... she isn't just a fighter. She's a soldier, an assassin, someone who Gets Things Done(tm). So she drops low, sensing that chambered kick, and she feels it pass above her, the displacement of air like a nearly silent rush, in the warm, fetid air of the mine.
And then... she rises up, a single, powerful movement, her legs coiled underneath her propelling her straight up--and aiming an up-thrust elbow for Adon's nose.
Of course, she cares if she wins or loses--but not, perhaps, for the reasons some might suspect. After all, most professional fighters--those who appear in the Neo League, on SNF, and the like--are worried about their records, about their money, about their pride and ego. Leona worries about only one thing--proving herself in the eyes of Commander Heidern.
COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits Adon with Strong Punch.
Glancing Blow
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Adon 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Leona
Adon grits his teeth hard when he misses, keeping up his smile. Leona was luring him out to overextend himself. But the anger was driving into Adon more and more. In the shadowy light, the Emperor senses movement. He was supposed to be the master of close quarters, not this Ikari Warrior. And when she launches to his face... he only has enough time to turn away, letting the strike become a grazing blow against his already bloody nose.
But a critical strike against his pride
"You WENCH! You WHORE!" Was the scream as Adon twists himself back into a stance, hustling himself to keep the pressure on the Ikari Warrior. Adon cared about all those thirsts. His records; his money, his pride, and above all, his ego. He was a petty creature who lusted after more of the status he stole away....
and at this stage in his life, it was all he had.
"You think you are CAPABLE ENOUGH to keep up with ME!? You are a FAILURE! You are a FAILURE to your COMPANY! You are a FAMILY to your FRIENDS! You are FAILURE! FAILURE! KYAAAAAA!!!" Adon suddenly hops up in the air, making a short, aggressive hop. In a single bound, he winds back his foot at the apex, the foot readily identifying itself in the darkness by burning with chi. With a motion just as swift, he tries to close in, dropping his heel with a powerful smash towards the woman's... head? Torso? The darkness was confusing him. But his mind was whirring. He may not be used the shadows, as a fighter of Muay Thai.
But Jaguars Hunt Best at Night.
COMBATSYS: Adon successfully hits Leona with Jaguar Kick.
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Adon 1/-------/=======|=======\==-----\1 Leona
The blazing kick lights the way--but such is Adon's speed that the lighting of the area helps Leona not at all. The kick slams into her midsection, folding her up--she's tough, moreso than perhaps most other female fighters, but she isn't invincible--and pure physics takes over. The impact hurls her back, sending her tumbling, once, twice, three times before she slaps her hands down and halts herself. Not only is she bruised, but somewhere, along the way, something cut her, under her right eye, a thin line of blood growing, turning into a dripping sheet of it.
This is notable as she comes to a rest under some of the still-functioning lights, looking up... and pushing herself to her feet. Every blow is information about the man, and information is valuable. Already she can see the cracks in his psyche. But she lacks the ability to make use of it. Taunting, razzing, these aren't -her- tools.
She takes a short run--just to get back in range--and then, she seeks to illuminate the situation. That is a literal thing--as she gets within ten yards, she suddenly spreads her arms wide, clenching them into fists, and she yells, a wordless, sharp, defiant cry as she exerts her chi in the form of a crackling, body-wide ball of chi that acts very much like electricity, crackling and spitting...
COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits Adon with Baltic Launcher.
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Adon 1/-----==/=======|=======\====---\1 Leona
And the Emperor smells the blood.
Leering, the Emperor growls as he lands the blow. "KYA HA HA!" Came the cry as Adon lands with a bound. Springing up and down, he chases after Leona, pursuing her with predatory presence. He was trying to keep on the pressure now. But the opportunity was for naught; Leona turns the tables on the approaching Adon with a blast of electricity. The tunnel fills with the electric light, and Adon tries to hug the wall to slip by it. But despite the darkness, or perhaps because of it, Adon is struck squarely by the blast, his approach suppressed for now.
Or was it.
The lights begins to flicker and wane a bit as Leona surges with electrical power. The Emperor, seething, leaps off the wall, bounding to the other wall, his spasming still from the burning chi force. "WIPE THAT SMILE off of your FACE! You find me AMUSING? Am I A CLOWN TO YOU? I! ADON! THE EMPEROR OF MUAY THAI! WILL NOT BE TREATED AS SOME FOOL! GRAAAAGH!" The Emperor, bounding off another wall, Lunging in, he suddenly rips off the wiring from the wall, yanking off a live wire. Diving in, he attempts to thrust the electrical line directly into the woman's torso, before finishing the assault with a fierce, violence punch to the face. A clever attack to bring more of the darkness, and an unpredictable one.
But also obviously desperate.
COMBATSYS: Leona interrupts Aggressive Strike from Adon with V-Slasher.
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Adon 1/-======/=======|===----\-------\0 Leona
As Adon rips the line from the wall, Leona is already in motion. He presented her with the Jaguar Kick--but he is not unique in having access to an arsenal of speedy, aerially-based attacks. Leona takes a calculated risk--and she coils her legs and leaps, up and back, arching over the thrust of that line--in fact, putting her hand -on- it, to help her spring upwards, though it costs her in some hot, electrical sparking surging through her body.
It actually tweaks her right leg--but she's not kicking, so at the top of the arc, she suddenly changes her direction and momentum, sharply, her right hand glowing with power--not the blue-white Adon's seen before but a orange-white. And then she comes down, slashing across his torso, landing in a crouch, and springing up as she whacks another slash up across Adon's torso. She leaps away, and those hissing lines of energy explode with the force of a bomb, shaking the cave as she lands, stumbling, on her right leg.
She'll need medical attention to it, afterwards... but it was worth it. If, she thinks, she survives the retaliation.
Lights Out
But this time for Adon. The explosion, combined with the electrical wire, backfires against the Emperor horribly. The Emperor is well suited for melee combat, hand to hand, and grapples. But not energy attacks. The strange energy was not the core of Adon's training. The broken wire is clutched in the emperor's hand as he lands with a tumble into the darkness of the mine, hitting the wall with a sickening thud.
And for a moment, there isn't a sound.
The crew holds steady, their sensors picking up the Emperor not moving. They hold themselves steady. The judge waits, looking at the timer. "I think that's it. Someone shine a light?" One of the hands pulls out a flashlight, sweeping the mine briefly, until fixed on the spots where Adon was detected.
And his body was wound up in a pounce.
Body burned and bloodied, he scrambles from the ground, moving through the air swiftly with a leap. "You FOOL! You WOMAN! You! YOU! YOU!!!!!" Was the howl as he shot through the air. The judge, moving quickly, smacks the flashlight out of the gofer's hand. "That bastard tricked us! He only stopped moving so we would- I should disqualify him!" Disqualify or not, Adon surges through the air, lunging on the last site of Leona, hoping to have caught her off guard. If he did... then he well leap on her body, elbows raised high, and smash both of his elbows right into the center of her skull.
COMBATSYS: Adon successfully hits Leona with Fierce Punch.
-+- CALCULATED HIT -+-
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The impact is tremendous. Adon bears Leona to the ground, powerfully, and, showing no regard for the niceties of the fairer sex, elbows her in the head. It's a powerful, powerful strike, and Leona reels under the assault; she staggers, stumbles, and falls back against the wall. Breathing heavily, skull throbbing as if she had just had a car dropped on it... it's a good thing she wasn't and isn't the taunting type, because she would have just eaten a big serving of crow.
But if Adon thinks such a vicious assault will deter her, well... obviously he hasn't fought -enough- Ikari, or he would understand. The Ikari -never- quit. Unto unconsciousness, unto death, unto terrible maiming, they are taught one everlasting thing, one everlasting philosophy. _Never_ give up. One does not surrender in the face of the enemy, implacable or not, whether the odds favor them--slightly, greatly--it makes no difference. The Ikari are survivors, it's true--but they are -more- than that. They are men and women who understand that life is lived on the wire.
Everything else is just waiting. Here, now, is that high-wire act. There is a terrible sort of inevitability to it--she is not winning, or losing, in this fight. It isn't about that for her. It's about... life. Living it. That is the only thing she has in mind as she drives herself forward, implacably, seeking to land a high kick right into Adon's throat. A kick delivered with her -left- leg... and a steel-toed boot.
COMBATSYS: Adon dodges Leona's Light Kick.
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Adon 1/-======/=======|======-\-------\0 Leona
Adon has only fought one Ikari before, and he won that time.
He didn't intend on losing this time.
Adon was a warrior of Muay Thai, and as he lands his ambush, the predator felt himself so close to victory. This close to Leona, he could sense both her weakness... and his own. His body was burning; the Emperor was bleeding profusely. The burns from the electric surge were still etched into his naked skin. But as Leona lunges in to land a kick right for his throat... the Emperor sidesteps, redirecting it with his free hand. And staring into the shadows, he looks with hunger, and for a moment, the Emperor speaks softly.
"Now, Ikari Warrior, you are -mine-"
The Emperor erupts forth, howling. Leading with one knee, then two, he tries to carry Leona into the ceiling. If successful, he will catch her, flipping her over so he can position himself over her head again, so he can continue to hammer the same spot he struck before. The secret to Adon's strength wasn't his just his skill in Muay Thai, or his power; it was a dirty tactical trick, of hitting the same spot over and over again. After hammering Leona with his elbows, he would continue the combo by hurling her to the ground, and finishing the furious assault.... by driving his foot right into her right knee.
Third time is the charm.
COMBATSYS: Adon successfully hits Leona with Jaguar Thousand.
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Adon proves that, for all the bragging and shrieking--he is a warrior. His assault is a vicious pummeling of the Ikari Warrior, one to make all the spectators wince. The final blow? Right to that injured knee. But... perhaps to his surprise...? It does not break. Because, no matter what he's done to Leona, -she- does not break. Mere pain, mere injury? If Adon thinks that will break Leona, well, then he is sorely, severely mistaken. She's been beaten and mauled by the best and the worst--much of it just as part of her training. This? It's painful. She'll remember it. If she has the chance to visit a bit of vengence upon Adon... she isn't above that.
But if he thinks that he's good enough to break her? Then he is sadly mistaken. That knee locks again, but it refuses to break... just like her. And as battered as she is, she does not have it in her to just fall over. A little bit of that deep well rises up from within her, a narrow line of lava-like anger... and she draws upon it. It fuels her... as she remains steadfast, and draws her right hand along her left. It's... almost a casual motion, really, but one that leaves behind energy on her left hand. A roiling, pulsing mass of red-tinged energy, not quite white, and one that lengthens again, and again, forming a blade of sorts--one that she tries, even in her punch-drunk state, to ram right into Adon's chest. If she hits? There'll be a -tremendous- explosion, one to put out all the lights. If he avoids it? That energy will dissipate, harmlessly, but Adon might feel, might understand, a little bit of what lies beneath the woman. In any case, the officials--particularly the medics--will rush to her aid, whether she blows herself clear of Adon or not, to prevent further assault. It is, after all, something of an insult to Leona--she is a warrior and soldier, not to be coddled--but the truth is... she's got nothing to say about it. For she's already passed out--these actions are the result of instinct, drive, and training, combining for a crystal moment in time.
COMBATSYS: Leona can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Leona successfully hits Adon with Leona Blade.
-* CRITICAL HIT! *-
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Adon lands the last blow, and the Emperor cackles maliciously. But the laughter stops short... when she doesn't break. No, she throws him off, and rises , a power erupting up from within her. The Emperor stumbles back, looking at the girl with burning eyes, his smile was gone now, replaced with rage. "WHAT? No! BREAK for me! BREAK FOR YOUR GOD! YOU ARE WEAK LEONA! You FAILED like CLARK DID! And YOU! WILL! SUBMIT! NOW!" And as Leona refuses to fall... he Emperor screams, charges at the Ikari Warrior. Flying through the air, he throws up his arms as the chi surges up....
And he catches the blade with both hands.
Sneering, the Emperor disguises the pain, the agony as his body tenses up. He struggles against the power of the attack, just barely holding it in place. And yet, Adon glares at the Ikari Warrior. "So this is your strength? THIS IS WHAT YOU HAVE? THIS IS THE LAST of your STRENGTH, is it NOT? Tell me, how does it FEEL to be my PUPPET! My TOY! You are JUST LIKE all WOMEN who FALL BEFORE the EMPEROR! KYA HA HA! KYA HA HA! KYA HA-"
"Huh?"
The energy blade begins to tear at the Emperor's hands, going wild as Adon attempts to fight against it. The blade edges closer and closer to the Emperor's heart. Adon grits his teeth, fear seizing his face. "NO! NO! THIS IS NOT FAIR! END THE FIGHT! I WIN! I WIN! NO! NO!!!!!!" There is a sickening crack sound as Adon's arms give way, letting the chi blade rip into his heart.
*KABOOM*
The explosion rips through the mine shaft, sending the crew to the floor. The audiences at home watch as for a brief moment, the mine fills with a great light, before the feed cutting cleanly out. The mine groans and rumbles, barely holding together with the explosion. All was moot, however, as the dust clears. The judge, struggling from the downed equipment, shines a light on the wreckage of the fight, first on the collapsed Leona.... and then, choking back his vomit, the twisted form of Adon driven into the wall of the gold mine.
Double KO.
COMBATSYS: Adon takes no action.
COMBATSYS: Adon can no longer fight.
Log created on 20:06:09 03/24/2012 by Leona, and last modified on 09:57:24 03/26/2012.