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The headphones of the ipod pounded with beat of the base, as Cade took in the beat of the music, he lyrics going unnoticed as he tapped his foot to the beat.
The winds cycled and the sands were lifted into the air out of their control. Swirling and spiraling around the tall, thin figure that was the Imperfect.

Tilting his head back to look up at the sun, his hood fell back revealing his face and the dark tinted pair of shades that covered his eyes. His jaw in constant movement as his teeth pressed down shaped a piece of juicy fruit gum.

The desert, great for a tan, terrible for boredom. But Cade wasn't one to allow himself to get bored with his mind constantly falling into deep thoughts of more important things. Like females, and the recent video game releases and Coke, delicious coca cola.

His head dropped down and his mind returned to the modern day and the situation at hand. His fingers curled and knuckles cracked before he slid them into his pockets of his jeans. Perhaps the hoodie and jeans wasn't the best choice of clothing for the desert. But hey, who knows maybe he would catch the rainy season?

Cade spun on his heal, performing a 180 followed by a few choice twists and body moments to match the closing beats of the tune. Before the music cut out completely. The Track had ended, it was time to get into gear. Without a weapon on his figure, nor hidden within his layered clothes Cade didn't appear to be set for combat but one should never underestimate improvisation. Cade's vision caught the technical through his peripheral vision and his classic smug grin came shinnying through.

"Boo ya!, Bitches don't know about my Tank" Cade said as his eyes looked over the rim of his shades as he dropped his head down which cause the glasses to slid down his nose and into a new position. Without the tint of the shades, everything seemed to be in a different light, felt like a new world, when really nothing had changed. Funny how that is...

Cade swung his head back, sliding his shades back up the ridge of his nose and blocking the sun from his eyes once more. His toothy grin was as wide as ever.
"Bonjour"

Cade's head slowly lowered to the proper resting position as his feet slid into stance in the sand. Taking a wider stance for balance and support, rather then his stiff standing tall posture he as holding before.

Dropping his shoulders and upper body as he rolled his weight from his flat foot to the bawl it appeared as if Cade would face plant into the sands due to his hands being in his pockets and no use to him on breaking a fall.
But this was only to the eye of a none runner, track runners trained on getting their starts as low as possible, daring to slam their faces into gravel or specialized rubber tracks. This was true of Cade as well, as nearing the last factor of a second before he would lose all balance his right leg kicked off the ground and he was in a strong, short and quick step run.

10 feet wasn't very far, a runner wouldn't even leave his short rapid footing for a full stride by that point, he would be at his fastest point of his run for that those short moments cutting the distance in a fraction of a second. Even for a human runner such a thing wasn't hard, and for Cade is was nothing different.
Still in his heavy forward lean, Cade kicked off the ground through himself into a front flip led by his right heel in a powerful cycle axe kick that was aimed to strike square on the head of the Dai Warrior, which enough momentum and force to rattled the skull to human knock out levels. If dodged however the foot would follow through and strike the ground carrying with it a gust of wind that threw up sand in the forward direction. In resulting putting a blinding cloud between the 2.

Cade held his position, in perfect stillness in the position in with his attack was blocked in, his left him in a highly impressive stance. Balancing on his left foot as his right was virtually vertical held 3/4 the way down in the axe kick's downward swing. Clearly this kind of flexibly was something not many people are capable, mostly female gymnasts. But Cade was full of surprises, already showing skills as a track runner and a acrobat.

Bending his right leg at the knee, but still keeping his leg at its absurd height as his happy expression remained unchanged. "If you desire to keep things fun" Cade said as he slowly lowered his leg "I would suggest you don't try that stunt again"

Cade's right foot pushed into the loose sands, and rolled till it found grip. "The body's muscles fatigue and tear when put under stress. You aint going yourself any favors, blocking my attacks".

Cade got light on his toes, bounding nimbly back and forth like a lightweight boxer in that old movie. "Double Time" Cade said as the small bound made it so both feet left the ground. But this was more of an optical illusion then anything. Following a strict time pattern, Cade imprinted an idea of speed and movement upon anyone that watched his action. Which in a fight you better be paying close attention.

Cade's mind trick, basically imprinted an idea of image into the blind so as the warrior's eyes closed for the fraction of a second for the blind his mind would fill in the blank with the image of Cade small leap. When in reality Cade was already in a low run. This trick, made it so even though Cade was running at the same speed his distance would appear to be cut in half the time as if running at extreme speed. Turning his body with a heavy swing motion, leaning back and throwing his shoulders into rotation while keeping his arms in his pockets to keep his body tight Cade spun in the fashion of a crockscrew with a powerful whirlwind of kicks that would strike in the upper chest up to the cheek. In a rapid succession with a highly powerful rotation and a body thrown into a rapid tight spin.

This combination of actions was a Quick Step Illusion Followed By A Kick Typhon Driver. Named after the action of the rotation and the wind current the spins carries with it.

Toughing the body and in addition creating a blind was a far more sound defensive act, but flames were certainly not the best choice. Despite he speed of his rotation Cade could see the world very clearly though his eye, calculating his responses within his rotation. Spinning rapidly, Cade's body created a wind tunnel or rotation that would pull the flames into it and forced to trail Cade's swinging legs due to the wind's current.

Reaching the end of the rotation skill, Cade's right foot extended out and became his post, the contact point to the ground. Following still in full swing was his left foot, which was the director of the winds current and the leg being trailed with the flames. This rotation ending with a powerful flat footed strike on the sands which ended with a massive blast of flames and heat. Sure Cade would be a little singed by the flames being so close, but things could have been worse from a direct hit. What was more notable was the now lit cigarette pinched between the teeth of his grin.

"Well their goes my chances of growing a mustache this month" Cade said sliding his left foot back into stance.
Traveling up to his knee of the left leg his clothes were slightly singed but other then that nothing was noticeable.

It was time for a tune change and the ipod would provide with following a short silence came the roar of sound through the headphones.

Cade distance between the man at the moment was just over that of an extended leg, since neither of them had bother to separate. This worked out well for Cade's plan. Leaping into the air, rotating his body like performing a gainer admits a 360. Flashing at first, the rotation ended with a powerful kick which was directed towards the ground unleashing a powerful force from the crack extension of his leg that was so powerful it actually kept Cade airborne and creating the effect of flight.
A series of redirected kicks followed suit in Cade's halted descent. Each kick unleashing a similar like blast wave, that due to the distance between the two warriors would have hit like a shotgun to the chest. What were these force waves? Well pressure and wind created by a kick was carried enough weight and speed to produce a powerful sonic boom. The point of this, well a rapid attack of several quick kicks (about 7 kicks in a period of seconds) was a train of sound that would distort any words the Dai warrior planed on saying. And it the words meant anything, the magic wouldn't work.
Landing on the ground, Cade bolted into the run trailing just behind the last sonic boom, coming at his opposite with powerful front kick to the chest that would be more dramatic in effect then painful and sending the warrior sore back several meters.

Behind the blinding cloud and clumps of sand stood Cade's silhouette striking a pose with his hands in the air. The swing coming at him would strike his virtually unmoving figure and cause the area in which was struck to crack. As the cloud of sand finally fell and the vision cleared. One would find the silhouette was nothing more then a pinkish crystallized model of Cade, put into place during that moment of complete sight cut off.


Standing 10 feet to the right of his statue, Cade tapped his foot impatiently unlike his handsome replicate his hands still remaining in his pockets. His cig still smoking gently from its heated tip as the ashes grew on the end.
Cade's shades however had a cracked lens and a broken arm due to the chi strike. Hitting his glasses and leaving them hanging off his face awkwardly.

He threw his head to the side, sending the broken shades off his face.
"Now that was uncool, thats strike 1! Don't get on my bad side now"

Cade raised an eyebrow as the man cried out during his focusing on chi. "Sounds like he has, some serious...constipation" Cade said during the flame show as he rolled his neck around to loosen up the muscles. His sleepy calm eyes and happy grin ever unchanging even with the threat of godhood presented. But for Cade such a claim was a common enough occurrence that his reaction could be little more then a casual "Um, alright then".

When it came to the meteor storm however, that requires a little big a style. Moving on the bawl of his feet, and working with rolls onto heels Cade could preform easy weight manipulation allowing him to spin on one foot and side step with gentle, balanced ease. Easy and quick maneuvering was key after all in a fight, and most certainly when you are contending with a spitfire style of meteor fall.

Using his dance like actions matching the tune of his music as he stylishly flowed and waved between the downfall like a nimble dancer. The foe seem to like keeping Cade at bay, pushing distance between the two. What good was martial arts training if you couldn't use it, not that spells were not a threat, but fire rain was nothing special and Cade had seen it a thousand times.

The ability to avoid the attack from the sky was born of quick glances where his trained eyes could read distances and make a course plotted in his mind allowing him to dodge while keeping his attention on the target.

"Jeez, now this is sour weather" Cade grunted "Consider that strike 2" He said perform a quick back flip to avoid falling stones coated in flames. "This is tiresome" Cade said as he flicked the cig from his teeth into the air, it falling like a lone spark that escaped from a campfire to die against the dry grounds.

Cade replicated his quick step illusion footwork, and eyed for the moment of the blink. As the eyes shut for the brief moment, he moved. Giving the impression of teleportation like speed. And brining Cade nearly shoulder to shoulder to his foe, Cade he was placing his weight heavily on his stable right leg and bringing his right in for a kick at the ribs. The kick itself unleashing a sonic boom so after the strike was made the force of the kick would be amplified by a trailing sonic boom that should launch the Dai warrior several feet back and if any luck crack up a few ribs.

Cade's eyes drifted to the side, as his powerful kick struck the wooden log and causing it to burst into splinters. His feet falling into stance naturally after the kick was preformed, his foe was already in his vision. Being at Cade's side it to little more then a short drift of a glance to bring him into view again.
A hand came against his back, he knew it was their but response time was limited, words spoken he didn't understand followed by a force similar to every generic wave blast or force push. Having his back turned to his foe posed an advantage here, allowing Cade to simply be thrown forward like a man performing a long jump his feet landing in the loose sand and getting grip quite comfortably without the sacrifice of balance or control.
Once again, Cade had been pushed back. His foe seem determined to keep him at bay, but was accomplishing no grounds by doing it. Why?

Cade let out a long yawn as he turned to face his foe "That was a fine way to crack my back, really was feeling tight".
Cade sighed softly "But if it your desire to play the ranged game, sure lets do that"
His eyes rolled as the sands beneath him rolled outwards as a pinkish crystal rose from the ground in the form of a thin rod that expanded at the top like an umbrella. This defending him from the rain of fire, which was good cause if it was a ranged game. He wasn't planning at moving, at least not from this spot.
His eyes shooting from side to side, looking at key points on the ground level. The ground underneath Sui, 5 square meters instantly shot up with 4 feet high pink spikes with tips sharper then that of a diamond blade and just as hard. Cade dropped onto his butt in a cross legged sitting position, he will play the ranged game if need be.