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The shadow man grunted as its grip would slacken for a brief moment and fall over the man, because you know, low blows do hurt unless you were a monk from the Shaolin Temple who go through rigorous training like tieing a large stone weight to your testicles and then dragging it around all day. However, the wings would not unfurl, they would remain wrapped around the two.

And a moment later, the flames simply got hotter as the shadowman's features yet again became more beastial, its red eye showed flecks of grey. And then it would try to grab a handful of cloth of the man's shirt in both hands.

As the man's head would smash into the shadowman's face, its head would move forward recieve the blow on the crest of the skull before fly backwards and tilt slightly for a second as the flaming wings seemed to get thick, like goop before it would come swinging right back. And in that moment, the eye in its angry face would appear more grey than red.

Shadowman was pretty determined not to let the man get away this time, and within seconds, the goopy wings which was once crimson flames would solidify into a hard stone shell, the wings of course, would have turned to magma during that transition.

As for the returning headbutt, shadow man's body would be rock hard.

And even as its arms were trapped around the man's side and arms, the forearms began to crust over with large sharp jagged pieces of stone, and then it would begin to twist and pull, like many rough blades into the man's sides.

A dull thud struck the shadow man's stone body as its leg would rise up in response to the knee, not to block the second incoming knee which of course, also struck the body, but rather to stomp down on the ground.

And just then, as the man would jump up and press his back against the inside of the wings and his feet would fly towards the shadow man, a small pillar, like three inches in diameter or so, of solid rock would sprout from beneath the man to smash upwards with enough force to flip a car into the center of his spine in the brief moment he was stuck in performing the booting, just before the wings would open up and the two bodies would be seperated, probably tossing the man upwards at the same time in the motion.

The shadow man stumbled a few steps back as the two were seperated, the small pillar of rock crumbling after it reached its hihest point as it caught its balance, digging its wing tips into the ground and then began to advance, though rather slowly since of course, its body was like, coated in stone and all.

And then it would swing its right hand overhead, launching the coating of jagged stone off of its arm at the downed man.

Following the right arm, it then swung its left arm to hurl the stone at the man. However, he man had moved and was already advancing, so the chunk of jagged rock flew by harmlessly.

And before the two would meet, the shadow man leapt into the air, not in a forward lunch, nor like some flying kick, but rather tucking its arms and legs into the front of its body, almost as if it was going to do some flying knee or elbow sort of thing, except that its heavy wings folded over its own body, almost like a boulder being hurled through the air with whatever speed it had going for it.

And upon impact, its wings would swing out, arms and legs extending, like an explosion... of swinging limbs.

The shadowman landed in a slight jog so that it would not suddenly tilt forward and land face first on the ground since it would still have all that weight pushing it forward.

And apparently the man was gone. The stone crumbled away as it looked around, from the left to the right.