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{2 of 6 Posts to Escape}

Not altogether unprepared for the assault Leo would be glancing back while making his way towards the exit that lead into the spiraling unstable ascent upward from the ever increasing water levels. Leo wasn't sure what all the Gaunt was able to relay back to its master. All the same he'd harbor a nasty surprise for the creature he'd anticipated lunging after him. Turning fully around to slide his momentum to a halt he'd watch the night gaunt's aerial advance with a methodical luminescent scarlet gaze.

"Give my regards to your master"

A quick taunt spoken through a smirk simultaneous to the release of his Rank D Demon Fist technique which he'd pump from his right fist in a powerful jab before the creature could fully reach within striking range. Timing was key. He'd push closer rather then shoot off too soon to ensure some measure of success before rushing forward after the initial surge of wicked scarlet Ki aimed not to push the creature's momentum back so much as pause it long enough to get in quickly and deliver his two personal gifts with his right hand first, then his left.

Rank D Cannon
Rank D Cannon

Rending the blows to land in the same exact place one immediately after the other at the dead center right below the neck just above where the chest sternum would protrude up to end at the fleshy region of a humanoid body. The force matched only by the resounding impact booming out loud enough to rattle some of the already unstable debris littered about them. If Mamoru and the night gaunt where linked physically to relay visual AND audio information than the epic bass blast he'd just ripped through the night gaunt would be enough to deafen and disorientate. Not leaving anything to chance Leo would end the moment by grabbing the creatures right arm with his right leg sliding back to allow him to pivot around to spin the creature about as violently as he could two or three time's before shifting his momentums weight a bit to impact the Night Gaunts form into a near by fallen boulder before releasing his grip to step back slightly in a daze from spinning.

Leo should of known how ******** this 'Homework Assignment' was going to be the moment he'd laid his sinister scarlet iris's upon the marsh's enclave ruins. He'd traveled through northern Europe, and Russia which retained some of the largest marsh's in the world. Irony that if the same thing would of happened then he'd Indiana Jone's his a** into it the same as he had with his colorful companions. With Zanko going to town on the rope to help haul Leo up the brawler would grip the rope with his right hand the tails were latched on too. Without thinking he'd draw a thin stripe of blood from his left palm to lash out at the joints between any armor on the thinnest portion of the tail. {Rank E | Crimson Cutter}

Assuming the tail wasn't the same textile strength as metal anywhere other than the razor section Leo would use the distance up Zanko had helped him with to judge the other Night Gaunt's diving lunge approach with the first splashing down into the rising murk below. Judging the timing just right the bloodied mercenary quickly improvised one of his increasingly well practiced skill's upon noticing he wasn't going to make it up before he'd be blind sided off into oblivion. Letting his right arm hang straight clenched to the rope he'd quickly use his bloody left hand to grab the rope above his right to use its grip to leverage his weight in a slight swing back before applying a full upper body thrust up to release the rope just below Zanko's position as the Night Gaunt's aerial advance is meet with Leo's own lunge directly at it in mid air.

{Rank D | Demon Fist}

Regularly this skill would be used as a means of pushing a target back. In this circumstance Leo would tweak the position with the same Ki expenditure. Slamming his right fist in a full arm's length up punch brought down aimed to strike the back of the creature's neck at the sacrifice of what the claws may be able to shred before tucking his lower body to flip above the tails with the momentum of the Ki skill projecting the blast off of the Gaunt to launch Leo's own form further up and over behind. The skill would still cause the beast to be pushed downward in proportion to Leo's own lift which he'd use to just narrowly land the balls of his feet on the ledge of an upwards raising pillar of crumbling stone. With his heels still teetering off his position was now a short distance below Zanko on a different platform. Doubting that meager skill had finished the second, or third was it.. Night Gaunt. Intent on exacting some measure of penitence Leo would lean forward to regain his balance quickly before rushing off to leap the distance back to the sinking incline that marked the trail they had entered from.

"Come on kid! Before that thing decide's it like's you better."

With mindful haste he'd begin his dead sprint off in the general direction that lead out of the marsh. He would be mindful of the Night Gaunt even before calling out to Zanko behind him. The trek up the sinking incline that rippled uneven footing proving the least difficult part of his journey thus far. Assuming Mamoru could sprint as fast as he could he wouldn't wait for Zanko before shredding his tall muscular physic down the trail. He was beat up as all ********, with almost a full pint of blood missing and almost no Ki to speak of. Not that that would stop him from some devious manner of returning the obviously disturbed kids notion of hospitality. With an ominous devilish grin he'd carry his weight as fast as his legs could carry him mindful of the training necessary for the next stage of being a champ as the book he'd read had put it. {Stage 2 | Boxing | 2/10}