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He noticed the tail and in an instant his legs were moving him around the other side of Yawg "You can freely swing your tail," He noticed "That is very useful, if my senses were what they used to be it would have taken my off of my feet without me noticing what had happened." he complimented. He sighed once more and dissapeared he reappeared four times around Yawg, making special signs with his hands as they hit the ground, when he reapperead in front of him his dull look had never left his eyes, "Four summoning seal, Acient dragon arise", In the circle where yawg was standing a mouth arose attempting to shallow the man as it rose out of the circle and took off into the air.

Yawgmoth never gave him the chance to make any signs, such high momentum meant one would have trouble stopping their motion. There was no such thing as high speed and quick stop in the same line of movement. As soon as he tried to run around Yawgmoth, the dark king just...stuck his arm out making the man run face first into his fist. Given that he was running at such a high speed around Yawgmoth it was impossible to avoid. It was like running five feet at full speed into a brick wall. There was no way to stop yourself before your momentum alone carried you into the wall. Or in this case, the fist.

Fox walks in to the arena seeing Ali. He sat two chears to his right and noded his head over to him. " Morning sir." Fox said as he sucked on his lollypop. The only thing that he had on was a pare of sweat pance and a hoody, both where over sized for the boy.

Fox looked at Yawgmoth and the man he was fighting. The look on his face was like a student. He was studing everymove that they made, the stance they used, how there wheat was being trownaround everything was being socked in. " So what brengs you here Sir?" he said not realy looking over at Ali, but it was easy to tell who he was talking to. He did not meen to be rude with his lack of a glance just did not wnat to miss a move of what was going on.

((OOC: Sorry but there's not enough reaction time to even remotely pull off what you're trying to do. Running from one point to another around Yawgmoth doesn't give your legs time enough to move and their already in motion, Grabbing with an arm requires actually moving them away from the stride with the run which requires more time. At the speed you're moving at it's impossible to pull a limb up in time to not smash face first into Yawgmoth's knuckles much less pull some acrobatic move like that.))

((OOC: Alrighty then. That was my misread.))

Since Yang had run smack into Yawgmoth's knuckles and caught himself on Yawgmoth's huge arm the spinning acrobatic move that would've, under normal circumstances, connected was going to miss. Since Yang would have to pull himself up from falling backwards after running into the fist Yawgmoth would have enough time to react. It wasn't much of a reaction but it was enough to not get kicked in the face at least. Yawgmoth jumped shoving his arms down to his side. This simple move would cause Yang to go down a little as Yawgmoth went up making sure Yangs feet would hit his chest, which was far more durable than his face. Yawgmoth fell back onto his back from mid air after the kick but with nothing to hold onto Yang too would fall like a drop kick. Yawgmoth shook the dust from his head and hopped back up with a cough. Getting kicked in the chest might've saved some damage but it sure did take the breath from the dark king. "Not have bad. You've got some dexterity kid. But we will show you that power and strength will win today. Not agility and dexterity." Yawgmoth said thrusting his left hand forward launching three black orbs towards Yang. His familiar orbs that corroded flesh and bone. Contacting with them in any way was very ill advised.

The orb crashed into Yawgmoth's back and....got absorbed. Being a master of the darkness element Yawgmoth was immune to darkness based attacks, especially his own. "A real warrior will never let his own weapons turn on him. How foolish of you to think that would work. Sneaky sneaky" Yawgmoth said waving his finger back and forth like telling a child no. Yawgmoth's eyes closed and the darkness felt for him since he had vanished into some portal or whatever. Darkness was everywhere in this arena, the shadows cast by the walls, the seats, and everything else that could. It would find him for Yawgmoth the moment he decided to reappear.