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Blaaah, the rock reformed against Ryugi's flame, so why wouldn't it reform against the strike? The cut would burn against the stone just as Ryugi's aura did, no ground would ever be gained against the stone. And whatever, nothing lasted forever, but we'd already explained Shouyin's situation. This wasn't his own personal supply of element he was continuously expunging in a very strong blast, he was just putting a wall back together as it fell apart.

If there was any logic left in this void, Ryugi would tire first.

Teehee.

WALL + REBUILD = WALL THAT REBUILDS

Ryugi could get as hot as he wanted, but the wall would reform itself as quickly as the fireman burnt it away, creating a stalemate. The man could walk forwards melting the stone as effortlessly as he wanted, but he would gain -no- ground, simple as that.

There was no flinging or throwing of rock, this was just Shou's lil' fort.

NO RYUGIS ALLOWED >=D

OOC: I am so bored of this it isn't funny, but whatever.

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((Thanks for posting some totally useless crap.))

Heat, in the proper controlling factors, is malleable, it is weightless, almost impossible to see while it moves unless concentrated, and is soundless, scentless, tasteless, it is a weapon that if harnessed works quite well for any purposes.

The heat wrapping around his arm moved, engulfing his chest and left arm as well, gathering more heat to circulate around his body.

It would cause a pretty decent illusion, as if his chest were roiling on itself, the scar across his abdomen dancing. Only a byproduct, crowdpleaser.

Sliding to a halt his sword would flash quickly. Simple, his blade would begin forms, slashing at the air in front of him, harmless without heat. Each slash released some of the roiling heat around his body, pushing it into an almost tangible blade of heat leaving a nice trail of liquified sand and warm rocks behind. All were aimed at the spearmen, he would slash about 6 times before standing quite still pulling heat in quickly.

waiting, this would be a fight he would enjoy, new opponent, new skills, whole new show.

Perfect.

He had indeed hit atleast once, and rapid heating would add a bit more to that. Hopefully that spear was a regular one, oak shaft, steel head, it would burn soon. If not oh well.

For now he let heat build, his body was not covered in heat now, the heat was gathering and flowing over his sword much as water would in a stream, slowly the blade began to show visible signs of heat, glowing until it throbbed at a dull red. He still wore his gloves, that and his heat resistance would make the blade seem normal, no burns.

He stood stock still, watching the spearmen, he wanted to get close, that was his specialty, fighting hand to hand or blade to blade, blade to spear in this case but so be it. He waited and watched.

Heat has this cool rising effect, as it rises cooler air falls and it continues in a circular pattern for as long as the heat source is present, convection. It also has a visionary effect, as if the body were rippling.

As the heat in front of him grew rapidly his body became fuzzy, indistinct and seemed to fold in on itself multiple times. Useful i guess, but not for what he was about to do. Moving rapidly, quick long strides, blade held low the heat around him growing as it pulled air from around him and brought it close, he continued his strides, closing the gap between the two combatants.

As soon as he got within 10 feet he would slash twice. Once vertically and once more in the same line with the first slash, and all the heat around him would be gone except for the heat rotating slowly around his left arm.

Those two blasts of heat would follow eachother, one to break barriers one to kill what was behind them. They were much more powerful then the first ones, if one of these hit flesh it would burn it crispy very quickly, not something fun, if both hit it was a doubt for survival, they were both coming in at about stomach height on the spearman.