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[7] Sutiiven grimaced as the spirits came in. He couldn't dodge them forever, and they probably would torment him until Reinhart called them back - an unlikely event anytime soon.

Well, drastic times called for drastic measures.

The spirits closed in, and Sutii shifted as if to prepare for a move. But it was too little too late, as the first spirit stabbed into him, causing his face to display a look of shock as he felt the pain not of his physical body, but of his spirit, as if he had never felt such a thing before. And then another spirit hit him, then another, and another, leaving him nice and open for Reinhart's slash that would finish the fight.

Or would it? As Reinhart came in, Sutii's look of shock instantly shifted back to a look of confidence - a slight twinge of pain was upon it, but nothing like before.

The lad was quite familiar with spiritual pain.

He was also quite familiar with physical pain as well.



With Reinhart rushing in to strike Sutii with his attempted final blow, all the lad had to do was time his motion's just right so that his open right hand would be completely thrust out at the exact moment before Reinhart brought the weapon up.



With not a moment to spare, the blast of energy would launch out directly at Reinhart, and unless he had some sort of protective shield or way to miraculously dodge it, he was about to get thrashed by the beam head on. His spirits could not save him, as they were currently lodged within Sutiiven, as per the design of his trap. And if they DID try to save him, odds were that they were to be fried in the blast of spiritual energy as well.

Even for Sutiiven, this was a crazy gambit to take, but hey, he would rather go down fighting with some crazy maneuver that didn't work rather than go down without giving his opponent hell.

"HER again..." There was a touch of disgust in Rae's voice as she figured that he was talking about the same girl that everyone thought she was. "She sure gets around, doesn't she? Touched a lot of people..." stare

Rae winced and reached down to rip the stone spike out of her calf, before he had a chance to do something else to her. "Any chance you think I'm her as well, not just that I remind you of her...?" The blood on her leg matched the red stripes in her hair, and there was a hint of pain in her eyes as she looked up at Reinhart.

[0] Due to his temporarily weakened state, the lad could do nothing to protect himself from the onslaught that was unleashed upon him. He grunted and tried his best to steel himself for the incoming punches, bringing up his arms in futile attempt to shield his face from the carnage, but there was nothing he could to to stop them. He could have maybe tried to move out of the way of them slowly backwards, but Cris was far too fast for that to do anything but make matters worse.

The blows struck hard and fast, each one causing intense pain to run through the lad's body, it was a miracle he wasn't screaming in anguish from it all. Of course, they were hitting him far too quickly for him to even register each new instance of pain before the next came in. If he had the time to think, he would have been impressed, the flurry of blows was somewhat akin to his own swift combos and onslaughts.

However, all things must eventually come to an end, and Reinhart made sure to punctuate this event with a beautiful kick skywards, sending Sutii airborne. And this was followed by the coup-de-grace, the flip into a downward kick, causing Sutii to not so much fall as plummet.

The force of his fall sent him crashing into the ground, rolling about for a bit. Had he been any closer to the ground when he received the kick, he probably would have made a minor impact crater. Dust and debris flew in the air, showering the vicinity with rocks and clumps of dirt.

If Reinhart looked closely, he could see the form of Sutiiven lying there, face down in the dirt. He wasn't moving at all, and it looked as if he were knocked out. His clothing was torn, and his body was battered and bruised, bleeding from a few spots. For all intents and purposes, he had to be done.

However... if one continued to look closely... they would see something unexpected.

There was a sound. A moan, more than anything. The sound of a man waking up with the headache from hell. But this was not from a drunkard, this was from a battle beaten man lying in the dirt.

And moving.

Ever so slowly yet emphatically, the lad began to push himself up off the ground, with one hand, then the other, followed by one foot, and then the other, until he was on his feet. He stood there, body beaten, battered, and bruised, but his will remained unbroken. Defiantly he remained conscious and alive, making more of a statement than anything. He was in no shape to fight in his current state, but from the looks of it, that didn't matter. He breathed heavily, some blood dripping from his mouth, which he wiped away with his sleeve a moment later.

The entire time, he was focused on Reinhart.

"You could be wrong..." Rea didn't know who she was, but she did know that she would not allow him to nail her down like some insect to a display pad.

The blades came down and the woman disappeared to be replaced by a small fluffy white cat, who was suddenly looking very confused! 0.0

With a yowl of terror the cat rolled back to her feet and dashed between Reinharts legs, she wasn't as fast as she should have been, the wound on her leg still visible in this form although it was odiously healing on it's own now.

Rae was terrified and confused even more than before... she was a cat?!!... How the hell could she suddenly be a cat?!! That just wasn't possible....but there was that tingly feeling in the back of her head that said it was more than possible, especialy for her!

[1] Had Reinhart stayed put for a moment, Sutiiven would have probably dropped a few moments after achieving his stance from exhaustion. However, instead of giving the lad a moment of time to let the adrenaline and defiant will to subside, he came in for yet another attack. This would only cause Sutiiven's adrenaline to increase, his will to become stronger. As he rose to his feet, he could see Reinhart out of the corner of his eye, able to see that he was coming in to finish the job that he thought he had finished an attack ago.

His emotions now raging, the energy in Sutiiven's body began to circulate and flow more efficiently. While there wasn't much there, it was noticeable. However, it also seemed that his energy began to rise...



The energy continued growing more and more quickly, causing the lad to glow with the energy flow. When he reached the maximum level of his normal energy potential, his body released a brilliant flash of light, stating that he had achieved Overdrive. When the flash subsided, Reinhart would clearly be able to see the lad standing there, glowing faintly. If he could sense energy, he would notice the energy within his opponent's body flowing freely and efficiently.

All of this passed within the period of time between Sutiiven's standing up and Reinhart's closing in on him. And as he came for the punch to the face, the now emotionally charged Sutiiven to bring his arms up to block the first punch, then the second punch. However, with the attacking shadow from behind coming at him at the same time, he could not keep up the pace...

A somewhat crazed look could be seen in Sutiiven's eyes. He was no longer running on normal thought processes. It was as if he was being commanded by sheer instinct and emotion. He was running on fumes, but he was forcing himself to go above and beyond any limit he had reached before. This was no longer a test of strength, but a test of endurance.

The brutality of the attack continued, thrashing the man to a pulp. Even in his current state he couldn't prevent the inevitable. He was launched skyward, and then back towards the ground - and Reinhart's fist.

The attack came, and with one final blow, the man was hurtled a fair distance away, colliding with the ground and bouncing around like a ragdoll across the ground, until he came to a complete stop...

The energy of the Overdrive faded, denoting that the man was rendered unconscious.

All her fur was standing on end as the little white cat panted for breath and wondered what the hell had just happened.

One moment she was a person, the next she was a feline? How the ******** did that happen... stressed

"Meow?" Rae did not like that noise at all...now she was screwed for sure, because she didn't have a clue how to change back! xp

Rae slowly crept towards him, ears back tail down and despite the limp she was apparently still ready to dash away if he made a move towards another attack.

Rae did not know what she was trusting him, except that since he was the only other person here she didn't have much of a choice xp