Description: Kain is the last of the world's strongest to be met by Mahuizoh, and to his great ecstacy he finds him perfect for whatever goal he has. Although he is broken and defeated, his plan was not completely foiled...
Kain Heinlein's been a relatively quiet figure lately, beyond his brutal match with Heihachi Mashima; and defeating him is certainly worthy of praise, whether the ordeal was easy or not. But such matters are far from the interest of a certain visitor. Kain's fighting history, bloodline, and ambitions, all those are ultimately irrelevant. For the specter of Mahuizoh is after much more things then the simple goals of a lone human. But the size of this mansion intrigues him. He has never seen such a magnificent palace, even when he was last alive and wallowed in decadence. His joyous exploration is impossible to sense, at least. There is not a whiff of chi around Kain's manor for many miles, and the peculiar gifts of the Aztech exclude him from such sensing. He wanders through the mansion, sitting on comfortable things, browsing through books, poking at art, eating all the fruit in his fridge. The hint that something is up is likely from these specter-like actions. A piano rings a few very ugly keys. The crash of a vase breaking. A rip as a priceless painting is shredded lightly. Unless the Heinlein was truly ignorant, he might discover these cues, even if there's no sense of an invader.
But the masked figure finds himself in a rather deep recess, slipping from the shadows to peer at the gargantuan picture of Marie. His head tilts from one side to the other, enthralled lightly before he hops forward and extends his bloodied left hand, curious to touch it...
Kain isn't the only inhabitant of the mansion, but his staff is all hand-picked, and therefore not particularly large. If someone were to actually make it into the mansion, they could easily move through it without alerting anyone within. Assuming they could bypass the electronic security, but that's really there for dealing with more mundane (suicidal) intruders. For more skilled intruders, Kain relies on his own ability to deal with them.
It's thus understandable that Kain is not happy when he notices some books scattered on the floor. And then the sound of the piano ringing out from a room that he's sure no one is in. He barely glances at ripped paintings as he passes; they aren't of much concern to him. But then he strides into the main hall and can see a masked figure standing there. And he immediately notices two things. One, he only knows the intruder is there because he can /see/ him, and that's disconcerting enough. Two, the figure is about to deface the portrait of Marie. If it weren't for that, Kain's curiosity over the intruder's abilities might lead him to be a bit more polite. As it is, his voice rings out coldly. "Explain your presence here."
Just shy of touching the painting, Mahuizoh stops. Slowly his head turns to glance back at Kain, a single red eye visible from his wooden mask. And then the glint suddenly flashes brighter. "...!!" Without warning, a huge cloud of invisible -- but very much easily sensed -- chi erupts into the main hall, swirling around him. His deficit of energy personally remains, and what he's gathered is still not even enough to match Grant... but there is a peculiar, almost manic intent present now. "Perfect...!!" He lunges towards Kain a brief distance, landing in a crouch; hands and feet upon the ground, skittering like some kind of animal. "You are perfect!! Such raw energy... Hahaha!! Yes! You are the man I've been looking for in this world!!"
Slowly he grips his sheathed sacrificial blade, shimmering glaze of crimson warbling in the light as he draws the obsidian edge out. His charred black arm flakes upon the ground, although each bit of ash vanishes just prior to contact. "Fight me!" A sudden demand, thoroughly impatient. Despite this desire, he does not launch himself towards Heinlein, but just waits in place like an overeager child. "Do it!!" Kain likely recognizes the man as the two-time winner of G-KING who abandoned a match with Sagat; he's a mysterious sort, all the more evident with him in person.
But if Kain tries to read those eyes, he would get no true sense of emotion. Just a peculiar veil of torrentous pandemonium, and a distinct sense of danger. Perhaps not danger for himself... but the world around him.
For a moment, Kain's gaze lingers on Mahuizoh's blade. The presence of a weapon doesn't scare him, but there's clearly something unusual about the weapon, so it would be best to be cautious. It can be difficult to play things safe when dealing with someone who is apprently a madman, however. Kain looks Mahuizoh over for a moment. Denying him the fight would probably just drive him into a rage, and from what Kain has gathered he's strong enough that he'll take some actual work to dispose of. And while Kain isn't attached to material things, he's also not wasteful. "You want a fight? Follow me."
And if he's allowed to, Kain leads the way out through the back of the mansion, and a short distance across the back lawn toward a large circular area covered in sand, ringed in smooth stones. Just from looking at it, you wouldn't realize how much work it takes to keep it in shape. But at least it's easier than dealing with the aftermath of sparring matches between Kain and Grant indoors.
When Kain agrees, a truly ecstatic smile blooms beneath the mask, stretching the wooden joints of the lower jaw wide to bare both sets of teeth. He is eager to follow, pausing here or there to investigate something shiny before moving to catch up quickly before it might become too tiring a pause. "That woman was very beautiful..." he coos out, conversationally. His tone is respectful, and there's no sign of it being an intended verbal jab to rile Heinlein up. Then again, who would be stupid enough to do such a thing. "Was she of your blood...? Or a lover?" Instantly understanding the ring, the Aztech whirls forward in a burst of charcoal and fire, spinning through the air before landing heavily on one side of the assigned area. "Hahaha... you do not know what this spar means to me!! When I was last alive... there was nobody like you in the world...!!"
For Kain's part, he takes his time in actually walking to and entering the ring, despite Mahuizoh's eagerness. "She was my sister." His voice indicates a desire not to speak on the matter further. But as he steps into the ring, he actually pauses for a moment, one eyebrow raising. "When you were last alive?" This does little to dissuade Kain from thinking he's dealing with a madman. Not that it changes much. Kain certainly isn't going to call the authorities to haul him away for psychiatric treatment.
Kain steps fully into the ring, shifting his stance slightly, but still giving Mahuizoh a quizzical look. He actually is somewhat curious just what the other man is talking about, and since there's nothing of value out here that can't be easily repaired, he's not too worried about moving things along quickly. Mahuizoh may have other plans, of course.
"I see..." Mahuizoh offers, seeming to not be very interested in the topic of Marie either way. This is a different encounter then the other four. Different in every way. He came here for business, whatever that peculiar goal might be for him. But despite Kain approaching and settling opposite him in the ring, he doesn't initiate the fight. He appears to grow even more restless and impatient as Kain takes his time -- they are certainly polar opposites in personality. Even if Kain's sensing of emotions is muddied, every aspect of the Aztech is incredibly intense. "Ssss... A couple thousand years? I do not know!! I was sealed away long enough time meant nothing!" He throws out the fact like it's something completely unimportant, even if the idea of his apparent immortality probably goes against such things. "Come now. Fight me!!" He obviously wants more then anything to engage Kain in battle, but still seems almost... unable to begin on his own terms!
Kain can't /entirely/ discount Mahuizoh's claims, considering some of the things he's seen. The most likely explanation remains that he's a madman, however. Barring a great deal of research that there isn't exactly time for right now, about the only other way of testing the validity of his claims is to fight him and see if anything interesting shakes out.
It's somewhat suspicious that Mahuizoh isn't leaping to the attack at this point, but Kain is reasonably sure that he'd have had no opportunity to set up a trap with anything more than his own power and the possessions he's carrying right at this moment. So, carefully regarding the blade and the man, Kain takes a step forward. "Very well, then." And while Kain may have a powerful aura normally, there's still a considerable difference when he springs into action. His power flares up as he springs forward, pure chi energy shrouding his hand in blue as he levels a punch toward Mahuizoh's face.
COMBATSYS: Kain has started a fight here.
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Kain 0/-------/------=|
COMBATSYS: Mahuizoh has joined the fight here.
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Kain 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Mahuizoh
COMBATSYS: Mahuizoh dodges Kain's Medium Punch.
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Kain 0/-------/------=|======-\-------\0 Mahuizoh
Yes. Yes!! Kain is indeed the perfect vessel... and the moment he lunges forward, the very instant an aggressive step is taken towards the Aztech, the air explodes with an incredible depth of chi. Roars of crimson energy swirl down and impact his chest, and with a cry of pleasure Mahuizoh's charred right arm bursts into flames. The blood from the other seeps off, splattering the ground a moment before vanishing. "Perfect... PERFECT!! Hahaha!!" His entire body shimmers with a crimson energy, and it would take less then an instant to realize the peculiarity of what happened. No longer is the high priest a void. Now he is brimming with energy, every bit as potent as Kain's own. He has inexplicably become his peer, by the simple act of being assaulted. There's hardly a precident for such things in this world...!
The fist is suddenly leapt over, Kain's flames only scorching into the sea of ashes left in his wake. Legs curled up to his chest, the Aztech hovers directly over Kain for just a moment. "You have given me a greater gift then you will ever know, my mighty sacrifice...!!" And then his sacrificial blade erupts into brutal slashes, aiming towards Kain's chest and upper body!!
COMBATSYS: Kain blocks Mahuizoh's Tonacayotl.
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Kain 0/-------/-----==|=======\-------\0 Mahuizoh
It's not often that Kain is surprised, but Mahuizoh has managed to accomplish it. Heinlein's eyes widen for a moment as the power surges into the other man. He was expecting a trap, but in his defense this is something difficult to predict. But just because his opponent seems to have become more of a threat doesn't mean Kain is going to back down. He brings up his left arm toward the arm wielding Mahuizoh's blade, attempting to deflect the attack. The edge of the blade slices through his sleeve and lightly into the flesh beneath, but he does succeed in pushing the other man's arm aside.
And with that opening, Kain kicks off the ground with his left leg while snapping out with his right leg, black flame exploding outwards as he attempts to drive his foot deep into Mahuizoh's stomach. "You're not the first one interested in my power." Kain almost follows up on that by saying something about how Mahuizoh might not enjoy the manner in which he receives it... but he might, actually. Thoughts of the manner he's come to understand some NESTS technology works comes to mind, and beating on Mahuizoh could serve his purposes. Kain doesn't much believe in the power of non-violent resistance, though.
COMBATSYS: Kain successfully hits Mahuizoh with Schwarzer Stob.
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Kain 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Mahuizoh
Leaping straight upwards and away, Mahuizoh once more attempts to escape the torrentous black flame and booted toe of Kain, but now that he is attacking in earnest, manages rather less successfully. He's hit in the upper chest, and blown backwards in a whirlwind of energy. It felt every bit like would be expected, and given he lands on his shoulder to roll to a stop at the edge of the ring writhing in pain, it doesn't seem that he's indestructible. There's no hint of regeneration, either. Everything points to a parlor trick of being able to simply become as powerful as Kain, but even if the theft was permanent... "Hahaha... owowow..." Kipping up in a tight roll to land crouched, Mahuizoh hurls himself directly at Kain once more, before twisting and bringing the heel of a naked foot right towards his face. "Do not worry, mighty sacrifice. I'm not going to steal your energy... hahaha. What I aim for is much greater!! You will simply be... my catalyst!! Now, fight me harder!! Spur your soul into passion!! I must see every ounce of your true power!!"
COMBATSYS: Kain interrupts Strong Kick from Mahuizoh with Schwarze Lanze.
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Kain 0/-------/--=====|=======\==-----\1 Mahuizoh
While Mahuizoh's heel comes swinging in towards Kain's head, Kain shifts his weight back on his left leg. To really catch what happens next would probably require watching in slow-mo for someone not skilled at keeping up in fights like this. Kain's right leg snaps up, seeming to vanish in a column of black flame as he drives his foot up into Mahuizoh's jaw.
The momentum behind the Aztec's kick means he still clips Kain, but it happens while he's in the process of being sent flying back with black fire exploding from his face. Kain rocks to the side under the impact, but it doesn't seem to upset his balance that much, and he smoothly shifts back into position afterwards. "It's going to take more than just a copy to draw out my full power. Why should I care about your desires?"
The blow hits true, and Kain would feel the very significant report of his chi-imbued heel striking into his chin with all the horrific force he can muster. The mask is kicked clean off, split in half; the fact it was not vaporized is probably surprising enough, but Mahuizoh is sent skidding through the sand either way, this time clearing the ring of stones and thumping into the grass. Panting heavily, blood spatters out from his face in earnest, not some manner of chi-based illusion like his left arm. His right continues to burn, crackling and popping loudly. "Haa... haa... ouch. You are almost as bad... as the blond man with all the wind. He was too strong..." Slowly Mahuizoh pushes himself to his feet, back still facing Kain. "The ancient old man... too strong as well. The man with the black gi and beaded necklace... hmmhmm. He refused to fight me. And the tyrant with the large chin was not the energy I needed..." His right hand extends, and the broken mask bursts into flames. It reappears, whole once more, in the Aztech's hand, whereupon he replaces it before turning to face Kain once more.
"But you... you will do just fine. Come, mighty sacrifice... give me the great reward I desire, for helping my Gods all those long decades before they went into slumber...!!" Seething with cruel energy, he then lifts his right arm. The fire roars even stronger, the sand displacing at his feet as he grins like a demon at the Heinlein prodigy. Fearless. Utterly fearless. Despite being dominated, it doesn't seem victory in this battle is what he's after at all...
COMBATSYS: Mahuizoh gathers burning flame in his right hand, entire body seeming to whirl with heat.
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Kain 0/-------/--=====|=======\===----\1 Mahuizoh
The comparisons being made to Kain are not exactly flattering, though Kain can tell who most of the people Mahuizoh is talking about probably are, and it's probably an apt assessment. Though even if Kain isn't as strong as Goenitz, he intends to make Mahuizoh reasses just what counts as 'too strong'. Even that's not enough to send Kain into a rage, though.
However, it does give Kain some more desire to bring this to a finish. It seems likely that the longer he lets Mahuizoh do... whatever it is he's trying to do, the more chance he might have to accomplish something. "You want to experience this power? Then by all means." Kain lunges forward, hand snapping out for the other man's throat. He tries to clamp his fingers down with an iron grip, while black flame erupts from his hand, easily engulfing a space large enough to completely encompass Mahuizoh's entire head.
COMBATSYS: Mahuizoh blocks Kain's Schwarze Schleife.
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Kain 0/-------/-======|=======\====---\1 Mahuizoh
"Heehee... I don't care about experiencing it, honestly... if you'd like, you just need to stand there until I am done--" But then Kain strikes, and it's a truly epic thing. Eyes widen behind the mask, before Mahuizoh's right arm strikes out. Charred fingers interlace with Kain's own, and there is a grand eruption of black fire versus orange. In the end, it is the Heinlein who wins, but not by the amount he might have cared... the blackened sand and smoking outfit of the Aztech priest is reeling lightly, but still upright. "Haa... good..." And then he shifts forward, trying to shift the gripped hand and then strike out, to grip Kain by his chest and then heft him overhead. Before summoning a great pillar of fire himself, intent on suffusing Kain before hurling him away. It's not entirely dissimilar from his own, as a matter of fact. "You're strong... but not enough to... stop me in time...!!"
COMBATSYS: Mahuizoh successfully hits Kain with Tona-Tiuh.
- CRAZY Hit! -
# Disabling hit! #
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Kain 1/------=/=======|=======\=======\1 Mahuizoh
Kain tries to summon up his own energy to blunt Mahuizoh's assault, but isn't able to predict the angle of attack correctly in time. He's engulfed by the pillar of fire, then thrown aside to come crashing down painfully on the rocks at the edge of the circle. He briefly grunts in pain, but swiftly shifts his body about to get his legs beneath him and rise back to his feet.
With his arm wrenched badly and having taken a bad landing on the rocks, even Kain needs a moment to recover before he can launch back into a full powered assault. But he does start gathering fire into his hands. "So either you need time to finish, or this is some ploy to get me to commit to showing you more of my power. Well then... you'd better hope you can either finish soon, or that you haven't misjudged just what you can handle. I've had about enough of this." And Kain's aura begins to surge as the flames start running from his hands up his arms.
COMBATSYS: Kain focuses on his next action.
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Kain 1/------=/=======|=======\=======\1 Mahuizoh
"Hahaha... excellent... excellent!! No worries, my mighty sacrifice. I am almost there..." He then spreads his arms invitingly, eyes lolling up in his head. "I'll tell you a little bit about what is going to happen to you. I had a problem with my... immortality. My energy was only equal to my opponent. And the technique I created... the one to awaken a God... was far above anyone who was alive at the time. Hahaha!! Such a blunder. Do you know how long I had to wait?! Can you fathom how restless I am, waiting for the world to grow enough for this moment? Revel in it! Revel in being so important to my ascension!!" And then he suddenly gathers a huge plume of fire into his right hand, before whirling it forward and sending an explosive pillar opposite towards Kain, intent on blasting into him. "It is far too late to do anything about it now!!"
COMBATSYS: Mahuizoh successfully hits Kain with Chichinahui.
~ Cruel hit! ~
# Disabling hit! #
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Kain 1/----===/=======|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Mahuizoh
The blast of fire washes over Kain, but when it clears he's still on his feet. His clothing is in tatters and his skin is looking scorched, but his eyes are locked on Mahuizoh. It's painful even to move, but he still manages to lift both arms, pointing them toward the other man. "We'll see about that." The very air seems to shake for a moment as Kain draws heavily on the ambient chi. Fire streams from both hands, flowing together and passing through a point of densely collected chi that is still continuing to draw in energy from all around the area. It shoots forth in a thin beam of pure darkness, difficult to even look directly at. If anything as mundane as one of the trees behind Mahuizoh were to get hit by it, it would probably be reduced to splinters.
COMBATSYS: Kain successfully hits Mahuizoh with Himmlischer Atem.
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Kain 0/-------/-------|>>>>>>>\>>>>>>>\2 Mahuizoh
Ah. This is the full breadth of Kain's power. It is truly shocking to Mahuizoh; were he aware that the prodigy was capable of something like this, then he would have reconsidered his approach to this encounter. He attempts to weave a shield of fire before himself, but such is pointless. He may have Kain's strength, but the power of his chi, the technique behind it, all of it is worlds higher. There's a cry of pain as he's lost in the huge, disturbingly quiet blast of darkness. Certainly that is enough to... no. With a roar, Mahuizoh bursts out of the smoke and flames. He looks far worse off then Kain; his clothing has been almost entirely blown off, his mask scorched black along the left, and his headdress completely knocked off so his black hair whirls around behind. His torso is revealed to look far more peculiar then one might have been lead to believe. There is scaled portions like a bird's feet, and what seem to be the beginning of black feathers near his back. "...!! Sss... sss... amazing... fantastic... you are worthy...!"
Trembling arms raise, before suddenly... the world seems to pulse once. Every ounce of energy within Mahuizoh suddenly vanishes from him. All of it could be felt, unbelievably powerful, within his right hand. A single point of energy, invisible to the naked eye beyond a painful void. "...!!" His entire body is tense, struggling almost violently, as he tries to contain this technique. It would feel unlike anything Kain's experienced. A sense of danger he might very well be unfamiliar with.
"HERE... IS MY DESTINY...!!"
And then he shoots forward, unbelievably fast compared to anything seen of him before. Rearing back his blackened hand, he then strikes out a simple palm hand, trying to slam it into Kain's torso, right upon his heart...!!
COMBATSYS: Mahuizoh can no longer fight.
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COMBATSYS: Kain just-defends Mahuizoh's #Tlalacolli+#!
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Kain 0/-------/-------|
Kain's well familiar with surges of power leading to a devastating attack. He's done it more than a few times himself. And he's ready for the Aztec to come surging out of the smoke, though he had somewhat hoped that would be enough to put him down. Kain thrusts his own hand out to meet Mahuizoh's, colliding with what would be an echoing thud if it wasn't overshadowed by the explosion of conflicting energy, sending both men's hair and clothing fluttering back and turning the space just between their palms into a spot where, briefly, you would probably need a theoretical physicst to explain the nature of.
Something like that can't be stable for long, and it isn't. With a blinding flash the energy escapes, pushing both man back from one another. And Kain, for his part, looks unscathed. At least, from that attack. "Some destiny." It's then that Kain notices the energy hasn't... actually dissipated the way it always has. He glances down at his arm, where light still flickers, crawling and swirling around the limb as it slowly fades away.
COMBATSYS: Kain takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Kain has ended the fight here.
"...hahaha... does it feel strange? That energy... in your hand..." Suddenly, Mahuizoh's energy and chi rush out from him in crimson streams once more, and the remnants hang like a cloud in the air once more, at the same lesser level that was first witnessed. And his wounds actually seem to get worse, immediately vomitting blood and crashing to his knees. "It should...! After all... you hold the fate of a world in your hands. Hands that..." Suddenly Mahuizoh's eyes flash open. And once more, he attunes. Yet not with Kain himself -- but the remnants of his attack. "...cannot truly contain it!!"
And then in a burst of flame and smoke, he abruptly appears directly in front of Kain. For that split second, he is able to strike out with his open palm once more. Yet there's no destructive force evident, just the raw speed of an attack meant to make contact. It seems Kain wildly misanalyzed this energy. It was never meant to actually hurt him...!!
Messing with his ability to control the flow of chi is striking at Kain on a pretty fundamental level. And even if whatever Mahuizoh did isn't actually preventing him from manipulating chi, it's still enough to leave him very much caught off his guard, and unsure of what might happen. He's had bad experiences in that regard. It takes a split second for him to decide that he'd rather deal with the potential consequences than let Mahuizoh get away with whatever he's planning now, but that's enough time for the Aztec to place a palm on his chest.
Though whatever Mahuizoh is planning, it would behoove him to do it quickly. Kain is showing signs of actual irritation, and is calling up his flames once again. At this range it's not going to take him long to get his hands on Mahuizoh, and his next step is likely to be an attempt to blast him into a greasy, smoking hole in the earth.
Suddenly, all of the energy swirls off Kain's arm and into Mahuizoh, before he roars his defiance and unleashes it right back into him a second time...! A moment after Mahuizoh's hand impacts Kain's chest, there would be a deep explosion of pain. But this is not physical. Something deep within him, a level beyond even his chi, something is... torn. His own energy literally turns on him from the inside out, as some abberant, twisted factor is introduced. And then there's an eruption of black flames, Kain's own, out of his back. This does no damage, beyond his clothing... but now, a small, whirling mote of energy seems to have been literally knocked out of him. The deep, horrific feeling of something missing, or taken away.
Mahuizoh erupts into charcoal and fire once more, swishing behind Kain. He captures the peculiar energy in his hands, spiraling away before crashing on the sand and sliding away. "Hahaha... magnificent. The technique should have killed you and ripped out your soul... but I only got a fragment. But..." His red eyes flare once more. "IT IS ENOUGH...!!"
And then his mouth opens, wooden jaw and all, and he stuffs it into his awaiting maw. There's a sharp flash of energy, and for a moment he feels just like Kain once more... before it dissipates out into the air around him!!
Kain falls to one knee, hand clutching at his chest, but he manages to turn enough to follow Mahuizoh with his eyes. "What..." He trails off for a moment, confusion and pain making it difficult to concentrate and process what just happened. Even in that condition, though, it doesn't take long for Kain to recover enough to start coming to some conclusions, even if he doesn't have the whole picture. "What did you do?" His voice is tight with anger under straining control.
And even after that, Kain is starting to rise to his feet. He looks more than a little shaky, but he also looks like he's considering the nuclear option, as it were, in the event that Mahuizoh goes on the offensive again. Because the Aztec is looking quite a bit better than Kain wants him to be.
"Hahaha... this slows my plan a great deal... but do not worry, mighty sacrifice... you shall still usher in the new world I dream of..." Mahuizoh does not appear even remotely invigorated by whatever it is that he ate. He is obviously dying, having pushed his body beyond his limits for that last attack. Although the missing piece of energy within Kain continues to throb within his aura, a dull and distant ache that does not abate. "As I said... you are my catalyst." Mahuizoh tries to rise and fails, collapsing and reeling on the ground once more. "Koff koff...!! Hrrk..." Blood is spit to the side, into the sand. "Don't worry. You will still die... it will just... take some weeks longer then I intended..." He sure sounds confident for someone who's more or less rolling around like a wounded kitten before Kain, who would find his ability to channel energy, outside the technical awkwardness, is in no way inhibited!
It would seem that last surge of energy was all Mahuizoh had in him, which is just as well. However, dying without being more forthcoming doesn't help Kain out much at the moment, either. Heinlein stoops down, grabbing Mahuzoih by the throat and dragging him up to Kain's face. "What. Did. You. Do?" He doesn't squeeze tightly enough to prevent talking, should the Aztec actually care to, but his fingers do dig into the side of the dying man's neck.
There's a bit of a gurgle, but Mahuizoh is easily hefted up. The red points within his mask are distant and fading. The stench of blood, burnt flesh, and overripe fruit wash out with another chuckle. "I... took a piece of your soul. I will... use it. I wanted the whole thing... but a piece... is all I need... in the end. Don't worry... you lack the means to truly kill me here. Hee... heehee... A good thing I got to you... before the shriveled, one armed old man..." And then there's a sneer, as he tries to smear his own blood on Kain's suit and chest, in a thoroughly spiteful manner. "You can let out your frustrations... annihilating me, if you like!!!" More then a little taunting!
The suit is not at the top of Kain's list of concerns right now, especially since it's not good for much more than rags at this point. He releases his grasp on Mahuizoh, letting him fall back down while Kain stands back up straight. He closes his eyes for a moment, then looks considerably calmer when he opens them. He raises one hand over his head, then makes a few gestures with it while looking in the direction of the mansion. "So. I can't kill you here? That sounds like a challenge." He lifts one leg up, then brings his foot stomping down, hard, on one of Mahuizoh's kneecaps. "I'll take your word for it, though." He then kicks the fallen man, hard, enough to send him sailing well across the yard, to come thumping down near what appears to be some minor construction. A new garage, perhaps. Including several holes dug as the start of a foundation.
Kain follows over in his own time, giving Mahuizoh another kick to send him tumbling into one of the holes. Around that time, the sound of a diesel engine can be heard from around the side of the mansion as well. "Ah, good. They saw my signal. I'm in no shape to deal with you appropriately right now. So if you really are unkillable, we can talk later, once I've recovered. But in the meantime, we can't have you going anywhere." And... yes. Mahuizoh can't see it from his perspective, but that looks like one of Kain's servants driving what appears to be a small cement truck. You know, on closer inspection, this site doesn't look like it's set up for much real construction. And the hole Mahuizoh is in appears to have bits of old cement still in it. Possibly Kain has had to deal with losers in fights in the ring out here before.
Mahuizoh thumps upon the ground before Kain, coughing up more blood. He seems frustrated when Heinlein doesn't deem to strike him down as requested. The abruptly shattered knee causes every bit the agony desired, and the Aztech begins to writhe and roll upon the ground before him, howling. "Haha... ow... sadist!! Torture me all you like, it will do not good!! I'll die anyway... koffkoff!!" The brutal kick sends him flying as expected, bouncing once across the grass and sliding in a bloody smear beside a hole. He slowly manages to take in the pit, and seems to realize what's going to happen. "...seal ne...?! H,hahaha... s,smart man!!" He's still grinning, although whether it's a bluff or not remains to be seen. Dumped into the hole without being able to resist, his voice can be heard coming out as the cement truck begins approaching with lazy beeps. "Very cute... I'm sure we'll meet again... mighty sacrifice...!!"
Log created on 22:54:34 08/10/2012 by Mahuizoh, and last modified on 02:19:34 08/11/2012.