Fiend The Bunny
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- Posted: Mon, 21 Jan 2013 04:07:23 +0000
arrow Downtown Durem Alley - ******** you!!
Woosh
The off balance dip sent the uppercut sailing into the sky with such force James actually left the ground. Now James was a pure boxer, but had he been a complete striker, a knee at this moment from rear left leg would have sent Marcus to dream land. Unfortunately, the drills of punch punch punch had left James with no semblance of a desire to throw anything with his lower body, so without incident he landed once more on the ground.
Suddenly, and without much warning, the tendril forced its way through James shoulder, barbs forming outside of his range of vision and drawing backward, slamming into the rear of his shoulder and latching deep into his skin. They drew blood, but worse still was the sizzling reality. The acid was burning away his clothes, and preparing to eat his flesh. It wasn't as rapid as previously believed, but the effects were instant.
Soon, he was shirtless. The acid burning the surface of James skin in a way which left a foul expression on the boxers face. He didn't make much noise, no grunt of pain or yelp at either the shoulder or the acid. Boxers were drilled to never scream or yell in a fight, as it was a signal for the referee to stop the fight.
There was no referee, but the training paid off in making James appear impervious to pain. The off balance landing left his right hand out of contention for another follow up blow to the face, the stumbling lean to the right Marcus did took his head even further off line of the lead right hand. So, with no other choice James reacted.
He placed the flat of his left hand on the crown of Marcus's head briefly, and with sudden force slide his palm across the side of Marcus ducked head while bowing his arm, slamming his elbow directly into the strange man's temple. It was a devastating shot, with full hip rotation. Difficult to avoid due to the off balance lean and the nature of the guide of the attack, being the motion of the hand.
The elbow would likely get covered in acid, but at this point James would take deep hideous wounds to survive. There was no wild expression, no vicious smile. James eyes were simply slammed open, wide as could be and deeply focused.
Unspeakable Tragedy