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[DCronos]

Quan felt the movement of Samayou as he though he drew him in with his attack but he didn't. Samayou moved on his own in to position with his right arm and launched it out throwing off the target of Quan's kick, instead it hit his forearm. Quan felt the muscles and power in them as he kick bounced off them to hit the floor again. At that time Sama and pulled him to a choke of sorts with his right arm shot to grab at his own wrist and arm and lock him in a hold that was designed to cut of circulation from both sides of his neck. Quan wasn't expecting this, he wasn't much a grapple fighter plus he knew that Samayou outmatched him when it came to just pure strength. He was pushed up against the big man with is right arm locked in between the too.

Lucky his left arm was free and so was his feet but he couldn't do anything this position so he would have to break free. He didn't panic, panicking meant he would struggle and that would be worse. He quickly turned his head toward Samayou body before the wrist could be fully locked against his neck. That gave him a open airway to breath. He did but it wasn't a normal breath. It was a sharp intake of breath that sounded like thunder. Next Quan moved his left leg behind Samayous' locking his heel behind his. This was a catching technique in Chinese kung fu, he would feel as if a boulder had caught his foot.Than Quan produced to straighten himself up slightly before Samayou decided to put pressure on him by behind his body down, now he proceed to rock his body to the right slightly enough to create a small amount of distance between the two bodies and free his left arm which he than wrapped around Samayou's right side. After that Quan released the breath he took at the same time as he pushed his body back next to Samayou's while pushing with his left hand on the other side of his body..

The breath created a power surge in Quans muscle and by hitting Samayou's body from both sides he was sending a shock-wave of strength from either side to meet in the middle of his body. It wasn't magic or power but sheer strength through years of training. When the the two opposite powers meet in the middle they would burst outward in the body causing damage inside but not the outside. With that Quan than would grab the wrist of Samayou's right and that was pressing to his neck and with the slightest give of his muscles would wrench himself free and quickly back away.

[Ebag The II]

+++Dzan remained listless as the man came forward. There was no opening punch from him and there was no real position to his arms. They were at his side as his eyes watched the man come forward, watched the muscles twist and relax and everything else. Then he began to sway to the side as the fist flew right past him. His own hand flying across to push at the elbow and throw the punch even further out of the way. A small smirk showing itself upon Dzan's face. Even though he may not be recognized he'd let his personality bubble to the surface and he went from a man that looked menacing to a man that felt menacing. Anger, hatred, and sheer brutality suddenly flowed off his body in waves that would make all but the most stalwart fighters suddenly freeze. It wasn't magic. It wasn't anything of the like. It was just how he suddenly held and showed himself. That intimidating factor like when one picked the fight with the wrong guy and realized one thing. They may not come out of it completely intact.

+++As the elbow push would happen Dzan wouldn't close the distance. He let the man before him do it and would brutally stomp down on the leading leg right near the ankle. He was a man that didn't follow the "rules" of the cage. Hideo would soon find out he was fighting a man that knew one thing and one thing only. How to break his opponent in the quickest way possible to absolutely and positively finish the fight. Thus, after that move was down, regardless of if it worked or not, he threw a nice solid elbow towards the throat of his opponent with his left arm. Though, Dzan was just getting warmed up and it would most likely be easily deflected.

[Aizen Teresaga]

ImNoHero

⋘ The ℜ 𝖊 𝖛 𝖊 𝖓 𝖆 𝖓 𝖙 Guardian ⋙
"And as the Ascended One danced into Heaven, the Revenant Guardian returned..."
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"No s**t..." Raven muttered darkly to herself as he let her go stumbling.

Now the real fun was going to begin; Raven's fast footwork came into play as his hand cleared releasing her. Shifting her stance to favor her left, she followed through moving forward, only to twist into her left and keeping low to the ground. The tips of her fingers along the ground, the traction between the leather of her palms and the floor allowed her to push off quickly, thrusting herself right at Jinsoku's immediate close range.

Raven favored her left palm as she vaulted herself up and off the ground, balanced on the left palm with knees tucked in. Then a furious release both left and right heels of her boots thrust out for a violent kick at Jinsoku's right knee. He had three directions to go and Raven was already prepared to react for either direction. There was only one final test to play out until she decided she'd stop holding back and slug the b*****d good.

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[Cyberweasel89]

fragile goodbyes

Ushiko smiled, watching Cici eat. She sure had a big appetite. That's something else that differentiated Ushiko from most minotaurs. They generally ate a lot due to their large size and massive strength, though their diets consisted almost entirely of veggies, fruits, and grains. Ushiko, on the other hand, didn't generally eat much. At least, not as much as Cici was eating right now. And most minotaurs could eat more than Cici was in a single sitting. The veggie burger she had last night was all she needed to satiate her hunger.

Though... she hadn't had breakfast yet. For a minotaur, a good, light breakfast was some dried grass, or 'fodder.' It was also Labyrinth City’s main crop and a staple of the city’s population’s diet. It was the easiest thing for them to digest and had everything they needed for a nutritious, energizing meal first thing in the morning. Still, being in the middle of an interdimensional city, Ushiko had the pleasure of eating different foods that, though a bit harder to digest, tasted a lot better.

Still... What she wouldn't give for a bottle of Cuddelicious right about now...

Oh, Cici spoke to her. Hm? She didn't know female minotaurs gave milk? Well, yeah. Every mammal gives milk. They just only usually give it when they're preg-

Wait... What?!

Ushiko stepped back, wrapping her arms over her breasts protectively. H-How did Cici know the milk came from... her teats?

Ushiko produced about a gallon of milk once a week, and if she didn't milk herself, her breasts would swell up. She... kept that hidden. Though normal for female minotaurs, she knew most races only lactated after pregnancy. She... didn't want to gross anyone out.

Though... Considering this entire city was a nexus between dimensions, maybe Cici was used to drinking minotaur milk? It was Labyrinth City's main export, since naturally most minotaurs wouldn’t drink their own species’ milk.

No, wait... Cici said she didn't know minotaurs gave milk...

So... why wasn't she grossed out about it?

Was lactation not as gross a concept to non-minotaurs as Ushiko thought?

"Um... Y-Yes, Cici, ma'am. Female minotaurs produce about a gallon of milk once a week once they hit p-puberty. But, um..."

She tapped her fingers together, gazing away awkwardly and blushing a bright red.

"You don't... f-find that gross?" she squeaked.

Location: Kitchen -> Bar
Mood: Embarrassed
Thinking: Oh, goodness... I can't believe I'm talking to my boss about my milk... >.<
Wearing: Link + Apron

[H l D E O]

Undaunted.

Hideo transgressed as Dzan deflected his jab and created a sudden counter. Hideo had his foot planted firmly on the ground so any thought to remove this action to prevent his ankle from at least getting kicked was unnecessary. Instead He forwarded all his weight to his left creating a substantial center of gravity in that leg. Resulting in a higher capability to withstand force - like that of Dzan who struck with a vain stomp. The leverage was wrong as the bottom of Dzan's foot smacked the side of the ankle and slid down in tandem.

A sharp pain shot up his leg as the stomp left him to waver his leg a bit, fighting to keep control of it so that it didn't give out and give Dzan the advantage he needed.

Concurrent to the stomp Hideo would not retract his left hand once it had been deflected, rather he bent it in at an angle as he brought it back towards the left side of Dzan's face, though he aimed for the temple - Hideo would be content if the strike landed anywhere on the brawlers face given that he never counted on one strike to do the trick. Forcing the elbow down and into Dzan with Hideo's right hand clutching the fist of his left. He would follow through with the elbow, allowing his arm to swing through Dzan's face until he contracted enough space to form a fist with his left. The sound of bone clashing bone was punctual if successful.

If the elbow took aim then Hideo would gladly compliment the elbow as he tightened and sprung his left upwards to deliver a synchronal uppercut to smack Dzan after being flushed with the elbow. Knuckles forced to contract with the frontal structure, bouncing off while creating a nice pop to inform Hideo of its success. Quickly shifting his right half a step more so that he could relieve the weight off his left. Remaining reclusive while the two were only inches apart. Right hand steadied to laser a viscous right if need be, incase Dzan tried to spear him.

[Ebag The II]

H l D E O

The sound of bone clashing bone was punctual if successful.

CRACK!

+++Dzan would indeed be slightly rocked by the elbow to his face as he'd move and it'd crack more so along his jawline then straight into his temple. Though, from his own thrown elbow he'd already be in position for what was next. As the hit connected Dzan's arm wrapped around it and pulled it in nice and close to Dzan's neck. Sure, that meant he left himself open to the fist around his kidney area, but that was fine for Dzan.

+++It was all because of one thing. His right arm, though looking and feeling exactly like a true arm, was completely and utterly cybernetic. With short sweet punches he'd aim to slam that fist into the kidney area over and over as he held the kid up close and personal to him through the arm. His left hand's fingers digging into the flesh. Each punch would feel like a straight up haymaker into his kidney. Dzan was aiming to weaken the legs and cause the man to fall to the ground. If he wasn't budging after three or four hits he'd slam it forth once more, a fifth time, and then suddenly dig those metal digits straight around the kidney. Carving into flesh with the metal digits wouldn't be easy, but at the same time it wouldn't be hard either and that's when the real brutality would start to happen. Dzan was set on maiming the guy before him and he'd most likely have to create distance or he'd be having to have surgery on his kidney.

[H l D E O]

Dzan managed to create closure, not good as Hideo twitched at the feeling of the first blow to the kidneys. It left the air to emit from his lips but He wouldn't allow more than two as he shuffled to his right allowing movement to dictate the intensity of each hit. In between the first and second blow Hideo would attach his metallic palm on the side of Dzan's face instinctively. Four digits digging into the back half of the side of his head as his thumb dug ferociously in the socket of Dzan's right eye. Much like Dzan - Hideo's right appendage operated at an intensified efficiency given its physical makeup. The metallic prosthetic would dig into the fleshy part of Dzan's head as the thumb penetrated more depth of the eye with each increasing millisecond.

Naturally Hideo's second hand worked in syncopation as it tensed and held to whatever part of the body was available. Dzan second strike would find its mark on Hideo's kidney as he was faced with a stabbing thumb in his eye, those prosthetic knuckle splitting the skin of Hideo whilst Hideo had some type of control of his torso and head. In a swift motion Hideo hooked his leading leg (Hideo's left) with that of the adjacent leg of Dzan as Hideo pushed forth to trip Dzan back with an explosive push. Like a bull attempting to murder the dangling red flag, Hideo aimed to push Dzan over enough so that Hideo would topple on top. His thumb still dug in the eye, possibly rupturing the soft orb as blood would most certainly pour out the right orifice of Dzan.

Horrific pain at the least, Hideo would remove the thumb once he felt the squashing of the eye and deliver an onslaught of punches from both his right and left (if released by Dzan) while Hideo lay atop Dzan. Hideo's leg straddled that of Dzan's linear body. Knee's digging into the concrete so he could create maximum impact with each diving strike.

The reoccurring pain from the two strikes Dzan delivered to his kidneys would weaken the the extension of Hideo's left arm. Lost within his onslaught only a simple frown was apparent on Hideo's face as he attempted to dismantle bloodthirsty persona of the pinned Dzan.

[Samuel Tyson]

Samayou "The Mountain" Tamashii
Location: The Ring
Status: Fighting

[ BATTLE POST ]

Enzo Lord Of Ghost

Lucky his left arm was free and so was his feet but he couldn't do anything this position so he would have to break free. He didn't panic, panicking meant he would struggle and that would be worse. He quickly turned his head toward Samayou body before the wrist could be fully locked against his neck. That gave him a open airway to breath. He did but it wasn't a normal breath. It was a sharp intake of breath that sounded like thunder.

Sama felt the tightening of muscles as he constricted, but unlike most Quan did not panic. When a man like him got a-hold of a smaller adversary they normally panicked, or immediately tried to break free. Instead the man turned his head, giving him a little wiggle room which was the smartest thing any man could do in his position. However now that they stared ito one another's eyes, it was clear Quan was not content with staying in this position......and Sama had no intention of staying up right.

Enzo Lord Of Ghost

Next Quan moved his left leg behind Samayous' locking his heel behind his.

The moment a leg began to move it all became clear what was going to occur. Sama was on Quan's right, perpendicular in a sense. Trying to use his far leg to entrap Sama's stance was feasible, but un-likely to assist. The moment he felt movement he acted. His body tensed and this pulsatation of strength would ripple down through his arms. Powerful legs lifted up as he used his dominate strength to simply pick Quan up, and fall back. Of course ti was not that simple, but the key of it required dominate strength. Sama would spread his stance wide, lift back and up right, then simply let gravity take over as he twisted with all his strength to perform the side slam.

((I don't mean to insult your intelligence but I think it is fair to say for every action, an opposite reaction is given unless a particular circumstance, such as being flat flooted", occurs? Now with that in mind I will also assume your guy is no slouch, and could still perform this technique mid flight. Thus I do believe we end up trading a blow for a blow, unless you have any outstanding objections?))

Enzo Lord Of Ghost

This was a catching technique in Chinese kung fu, he would feel as if a boulder had caught his foot.Than Quan produced to straighten himself up slightly before Samayou decided to put pressure on him by behind his body down, now he proceed to rock his body to the right slightly enough to create a small amount of distance between the two bodies and free his left arm which he than wrapped around Samayou's right side. After that Quan released the breath he took at the same time as he pushed his body back next to Samayou's while pushing with his left hand on the other side of his body..

The breath created a power surge in Quans muscle and by hitting Samayou's body from both sides he was sending a shock-wave of strength from either side to meet in the middle of his body. It wasn't magic or power but sheer strength through years of training. When the the two opposite powers meet in the middle they would burst outward in the body causing damage inside but not the outside. With that Quan than would grab the wrist of Samayou's right and that was pressing to his neck and with the slightest give of his muscles would wrench himself free and quickly back away.

Meanwhile Quan had performed a breathing technique, something Samayou knew was flat out dangerous. The gut wrenching impact he felt mid throw drained the air from his lungs, but then again Quan would not have it easy!

THUD! Despite the breathe Chi type attack Quan was thrown with a ruthless brutality few had felt and could say they were not shaken by. The very feel of the grip and power Samayou exerted was more intense then anyone could have predicted. The very force of the impact rocked the cage and the Ref struggled to remain standing. Sama however felt a daze in his head, due mostly to the powerful trauma his inner gut felt. He bypassed the muscle walls and went right for the internal. Damn! In the end however the two ended up on the ground, with Quan on his back and Samayou in a solid side mount.

What is a Side Mount? For those unaware a side mount is a grappling position. The defending fighter is on his back. The assaulting fighter is on top, in a perpendicular fashion. Both combatants are chest to chest, with one pinning the other. As for hand and foot placement this varies from case to case but over all it is a dominating position for the top fighter and easily manipulated position for him as well.

Sama's muscles were a good portion of his defense, they were solid and more then capable of taking on direct shots, but Quan had used a sort of channeling technique to simply go for the inner organs. This kind of attack, and the resulting pain, was beyond compare. Sama had planned to go on the offense but a deep in take of air and gasping made it apparent he was in no shape to immediately assault. His deep voice grunted as he forced air into his lungs and each breathe caused a rippling effect of pain. But from the outside it seemed to barely slow him down. The game of tactics had been played out and so far Quan had gotten in a good blow, but had suffered for it by ending up in what many considered a terrible fighting position to be in. That did not mean that Sama considered him down and out by any standard.

The Devil had to take a minute to catch his breathe, but he tucked in his legs so his knees where up against Quan's right side. He hugged his arms in close with still had control of Quan's head and now he had all of his weight on top of Quan's chest. The lad wasn't going anywhere, any time soon.

[Ebag The II]

H l D E O

In a swift motion Hideo hooked his leading leg (Hideo's left) with that of the adjacent leg of Dzan as Hideo pushed forth to trip Dzan back with an explosive push.

+++Dzan was in pain and blood poured out of the orifice, but it changed in a matter of a second as the man suddenly shot forward aiming to trip Dzan up, but Dzan was the more experienced fighter and it'd be obvious as he shot his hips forward before twisting. He already had control of the upper body of his opponent and with the shoot and twist he'd hip throw his opponent with his own momentum. It'd, most likely, cause the shoulder he had control of to pop out of place and his face would his the matting of the cage. His foot would instantly shoot down on that shoulder as he'd begin to yank that arm all the more. He'd aim to rip it completely out of the socket and off of the person. He'd have both his arms cybernetic if Dzan had his way at this point. A little blood and damage to an eye wasn't stopping Dzan so easily.

[H l D E O]

THUD

The sound created from weight hitting the pit floor but it wasn't exactly Hideo's face - like Dzan thought. Rather his right knee and right arm catching the fall. In that instance Hideo would be knelt slightly at Dzan's left knee with his left arm still grasped by Dzan. If Dzan continued with the notion on removing Hideo's left arm from his shoulder he would be disappointed as Hideo snapped back. Channeling all the potential energy in his bent left knee and that within his right knee that dug into the surface , He sprung back up from the surface. Like an explosive rocket he came in to deliver a menacing right hook.

Right arm snapping to jolt Dzan on the left side of his face - considering the punctured eye he probably wouldn't even see it coming. Hideo's left shoulder never dislocated only hyper extended due to the fact he never fully face planted on the ground. He stopped about 3/4 of the way which only really stressed the joint rather than dislocate it.

Dzan still holding Hideo's left , Hideo's right would attempt to smack Dzan on his left side...over...and over...and over again. Until Dzan decided to let go or pull away, or until Hideo beat him to a bloody pulp. Amongst the thrill and action Hideo only thought one thing - why did everyone fancy holding on to him while they fought. as the metallic contours of his knuckles shredded the flesh if each hit he delivered connected at the same point as before.

[ImNoHero]

Raven Kanzaki

The path was set. Jinsoku saw that Raven was up to something, though he knew good and damn well that if he couldn't immediately remove himself from the path of an attack, move closer to it. That would help rob the kick of momentum. As she went down, he kept moving forward. Surprisingly, her kick had a bit more power to it than expected. With his right leg removed from under him as his left came to the lead. In a half a** but desperate attempt to dominate her as she was so close to the ground. His weight fell forward as he committed to a lunge on top of her. His left hand held out straight toward her as a distraction while he fell on her, before she could even hope to recover from her low attack. All the while his right fist cocked back. As soon as he saw an opening on the way down, or felt one, he would lace into her something fierce.

[Aizen Teresaga]

ImNoHero

⋘ The ℜ 𝖊 𝖛 𝖊 𝖓 𝖆 𝖓 𝖙 Guardian ⋙
"And as the Ascended One danced into Heaven, the Revenant Guardian returned..."
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Raven grunted, the muscle of her arm flexing to reveal the strength she was capable of. Very few realized how much weight training the Neohuman did with her Naginata alone. The slight-looking weapon was core-weighed, heavy enough to create fractures in the ground. The eighteen inches of steel would have been a sight for sore eyes right now. Raven followed through with her kick, gyrating to further follow her left as she recoiled both heels, the toe catching the ground and allowing the centripetal force to propel her. It was clumsy, and Raven found herself falling back over yet she removed herself from under a falling Jinsoku, yet only just barely.

In an instant she swiveled around on the floor, now having fallen on her back, she lashed out right the right heel for for the right of Jinsoku's ribs. She was already catapulting upright, palms of her hands on the ground as she struggled to recover a more solid stance than their thrashing around on the floor. He was still too close for even her in such a position, but she was determined to gain the higher ground over the punk. She could feel the anger ebbing away, and she could feel the thrashing Corvus loosing a battle. The faded green irises seemed to darken and change color, the golden flecks fading, giving way to clear, deep blue. Suddenly the world around her came into such an intense, sharp focus that Raven was suddenly away that her body was purifying itself, combating the XOK cells that made Corvus the KANZAKI she was.

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[ImNoHero]

Raven Kanzaki

s**t!

His mind stressed as he had to think fast. b***h was slippery, but not as fast as that Djinn that ******** him up in GTB. Despite losing, he did really good against a supernatural being with a sword and magic. For someone that was Grade A 100% pure human, with no weapons. It was a heated battle, and fast paced. Though he simply wasn't ready for the mainstream prize fighting. For now he stayed dormant, until he became too good for the underground circuit. As Raven removed herself from his way, he would use his left arm that was pressing palm down into the floor, to push him self forward pushing off of his feet before tucking his legs. He executed a somersault without skipping a beat. As he completed it, he heard Raven's heel smash into the floor. Raising to his feet he move forward two steps as he turned about face, taking two more steps back.

Returning to his guard, he had been the aggressor enough to make her want it. And so now he would allow her to get up and come at him. Her defense was very good. But could she dish out anything worth his interest? Or would he eat this b***h alive like so many other poor victims of this teenage looking man. His narrowed charcoal eyes were glued to her, watching.

[Darkest Silver]

Oh what a day! Having been swept up and carried away in a whirlwind of sexual desire coupled with pleasure and pain, she was lucky to of regained consciousness before the light faded from the sky entirely. Even thinking about it brought a satisfied smile to her lips and a twinkle to her eye.
Strolling back on into the bar Jay was thinking of ordering a coffee...Well that was until she head Cici mention something about it being from Ushiko's breasts she quickly changed her mind, she was from Durem and had no understanding of Minators.
It didn't change her opinion of the woman either, she still thought that despite being a non-human she was pretty alright.

Deciding that she would skip the usual food and drink and head down to where the action was, Jay slipped through the doors and down the stairs, sidestepping people who had no understanding of what a 'walkway' was for, standing in the way like sheep.
Stupidity.

Sighing she would find herself reaching into her pants pocket to pull out a pack of cigs, pulling one out before replacing the packet. Her current outfit might of confused more than one regular, not that there were many people here who would actually recognize her. Regardless she was in a whole new set of clothes, consisting of a pair of somewhat loose fitting cargo pants, her usual knee high combat boots which overlapped them, a tight fitting sports tank top/ bra, and the highlight...A new racer styled jacket, that was nice short and very comfy.

Not only this, she had managed to have her air done...Changing it back to the original silver streaked black that she had from the beginning. Also no more silver contacts, since she lost them the day before after sleeping on the couch at the bar.

The real Jay was back, and happier than ever.

Strolling on through to try find somewhere she could relax and enjoy the bloodshed Jay happened to notice something moving beneath the bleachers...It was enough to warrant a look, lighting the smoke with a neatly stashed lighter from her top she would slide around the corner to a sight that left her standing in utter shock, smoke hanging from the bottom lip as her mouth hung open...

The two men fighting were not only ones she knew but she had 'had' them too. Why was the universe so cruel?! Now the man she was still determined to be friends with was fighting a man who had once nearly killed her...And they had already drawn blood...Oh how the sight of it made her tense up, clenching her fingers together to form fists at her sides. The excitement building with every passing second, however she was not going to stay and watch.
No.
She simply turned and walked away, the smoke having fallen to the concrete at her feet, slowly burning away as its glowing orange ember never faded. Pale as though she had seen a ghost Jay had only one thought on her mind as she walked to a table that was nearby and simply leaned against it...

You better live Hideo....

She could of stayed and stepped in if things went to far, but lets face it Dzan was a machine, he was one of the goddamn founders of this new age bloodier version of fighting. If she went to stop it...He would probably turn on her and who knows how that would turn out. So it was better not to risk it.

[Aizen Teresaga]

ImNoHero

☽ The 𝕰𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖙 Princess ☾

♋
"Eis quos amo."

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Raveena slowly rose to her feet. From the clumsiness of Raven her gait was far more poised, elegant, sure-footed. There was caution, the muscle control extraordinary with the given circumstance. She exercised her dancer's lithe, gauging the man that Raven was fighting. He was strong and fast and determined, but Raveena was calm, collected, and calculating. Opposed to the Moon her ancestors and family worshipped, she was named after the Sun. While the moon was powerful, it took its milky-white glow from the Sun. It was surmised that Raveena was more powerful in nature than the given moon. Soon it would be evitable in this match.

Suddenly her feet seemed to meld into the boots, truly fitting them as if they were cumbersome. The soft click of heels along the floor came as she circled, prowling, her entire demeanor cat-like with the gentle sway of her hips. Her fierce gaze was unwavering, the blue irises a stark contrast from the hazel ones of her balanced persona. She knew exactly was was going on, the memories displayed for her to access at her every desire. The Princess offered a demure smile to the man, unabashed to step closer. There was no fear to her, only curiosity. What was it about this man that made the fight so appealing? Beneath the fan of lashes, the cat-like pupils dilated.

His poise and demeanor suggested he aimed to over-take her. That was well and fine for her Majesty; let him try. He would not get very far, she was a clever Panther. Where was it she intended to strike? Raveena considered this in a thoughtfulness as she continued her slow approach, nearly into striking range for both herself and for Jinsoku. His means of evading her upper strike was impressive, yet it left her to believe he favored his upper body strength. Below it was, then. The woman gracefully twirled, the centripetal force as she gyrated in counter-clockwise fashion, a heel prepared to strike at Jinsoku's right knee again--she was quite determined to strike that spot down. Her gaze was locked onto it, as if she could already taste a victory.

It was not until well into the follow through that she utilized her speed, the momentum of her force thrusting her straight at Jinsoku, the right elbow cocked to reveal the feint, with the true into to slam the elbow right into the epiceter of his chest cavity!

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"My will is absolute."