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The PCA would analyze the new targets as it landed on the flat terrain. There was nowhere to hide, but plenty of space to run. But running would not pass this exercise...

As the PCA landed, its energy blades would retract back as its right hand gripped the handle of its most powerful weapon. A weapon capable of melting through most of the toughest known materials... The Prototype "X-Saber."



Already set to Non-Organic combat parameters, the saber would activate to its full length and strength. The energy shields of the targets would be no problem now, however, initial scan indicated electrically charged materials that were giving off a combustible signature... Explosives...

The ARDIS went into overdrive, data pouring across the computer monitors around the room as the PCA went through all of its own operational parameters, and the estimated yields of each weapon. Then, it sprang into action...literally.

The booster rockets would fire, sending the PCA high into the air, before the unit would flip around, blade in hand, the objects trailing behind it. It seemed to hang there momentarily, a computer graphical glitch caused by massive amount of data the supercomputer was having to process at once, before the unit plummeted at high speed...

As it fell, a chain of explosions would dot the air in its wake as the high velocity of the dropping unit would allow it to overcome the explosions to enough of a degree that it would suffer minor cosmetic damage to its armor, and some small burns. However, that wasn't the extent of the damage...

The PCA would slam into the ground, its legs absorbing as much shock as they possibly could. Gyros working to stabilize the android as pressure seals in its legs nearly burst, and the titanium infrastructure buckled slightly at the kinetic force of impact imparted to the lower sections of the PCA. The legs of the unit were damaged by approximately 35%, but could still operate...

The trade off had been a success... Self inflicted injury at the cost of defeating the targets as they chased the android. The ARDIS would log this experience into the PCA's memory for future reference as it awaited its next target.

(Sorry for taking so long Ruu!)

Some things simply do not require words.

Ruuvan's smile was all Maximos needed. He returned one of like kind, and without a further warning he burst forward. He brought both blades up in front of him in an X, then scrapped them back down. Something happened, a ribbon of black now connected both hilts...odd. His feet started off like the pounds of a drum beat before picking up to the racing pace of machine gun fire as he crossed the distance. Both arms trailed to either side, both hands tightly gripped a blade and his eyes locked on Ruuvan before him, never flinching or blinking.

If allowed, Maximos would come all the way in and stab with Ankokuko, the blade solid blade, aiming to impale the elf through the chest area. A simple, a direct move. Easy enough, no?

Never a dull moment!

More and more Maximos find himself watching the Ruuvan of yesterday in the Ruuvan of today, and more and more that filled him with a sense of unspoken pride.

This arrow shot Maximos had to take with a grin. After all, that wind arrow was quickly becoming Ruuvan's trademark. He'd have to have been something of a fool not to have learned to recognize it by now. Of course, Maximos had decided he would charge Ruuvan and thrust his sword into the man. And until the arrow was fired and Maximos knew its exact function there was no reason to change that plan.

Then there was a dull shiffing sound, immediately succeeding a dry thud, and the arrow was free. Maximos knew that sound, he would have recognized it in a crowded room during a thunderstorm. And he recognized that Ruuvan, was now providing a serious amount of forward momentum to send him self, at Maximos.

So he stopped.

His right foot slammed down and dug. His body braced itself. Sparks traced down his eyes and Ankokuko let out a small soothing voice as shadows immediately rose up to bind both of Maximos' feet to the ground via a large amount of shadow pooled around his feet. Shadow provided of course by Ruuvan's own airborne form bearing down on him.

As for his thrust? It remained. Maximos thrust a single sword forward. It intentionally missed to fly off to the elf's side. The trick here was that as Ruuvan began rearing for his swing, Maximos thrust the second sword, in an opposite angle the first. Effectively making an X with both long sword blades.

Ruuvan, if he continued to fly, would be caught in the mouth of what was essentially scissors. Large, sword blade scissors. Maximos didnt mean to cut the elf in half. But the length of two swords held at arms length would likely hit before the bow swing could be completed. Maximos had range on the man at this distance. Instead, Ruu might find that both swords were angled up, just slightly so as to dig into the ribs without severing. And that Maximos would immediately force his wieght forward as he attempted to recover from the impact, and slash both swords out in opposite directions.

The goal was to send Ruuvan flying back. And...as Ruuvan may notice, if he was infact cut. That both sword slices were glowing a brilliant violet. The cuts had a center line tracing them, and small violet arcane symbols lined either side of the line. They didnt seem to effect the wound save to make it look brighter, warmer, and more magically invested.

(once more atop the tree to battle)

Narakuten looks about, wondering why in the heck he is here. Amidst a freshly cut-looking lawn arena. The sky of void overhead. His black gi upon him like a loose second skin. The eyes of the other, of him now, search rapidly for meaning, purpose... a clue, perhaps. A wrapped hand comes up to feel along his shaved head, pondering the infallibility of his markings' protection...

But there was noone, save for himself and the man...

Narakuten's eyes sharpen upon the motorcyclist with slight confusion.

"Money?... I think you are here for something much more valuable than that..."

Immediately, Narukten stretches his arms downwards, palms facing . On his right side, tendrils of darkness swirl their way down his arm and begin to collect into an orb of blackness in his hand - dark ki. On his left, a golden equivalent pulses its way towards his palm, also forming into an orb, that of light/radiance - light ki.

His stance, seemingly defensive.

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Ki: 10

Narakuten lets a wide grin don his face.

"Heh... If you aren't careful, the 'game' will be over before you know it... and if you don't believe in the worthlessness of money, then allow me to ENLIGHTEN you on far greater things..."

He brings both hands up in front of him, just before his chest. The two opposing energies meet and clash between his palms. Though, instead of exploding as they would normally, they intermingle - they entwine. A sort of synergy develops between light and dark under the guidance of his own spiritual control; and the two orbs, now one, expand greatly in size to that of a basketball... in just one pulse. When the two kis pulse together once more, the size doubles; then triples. The air around Narakuten crackles with the forced fusion of such a dichotomous pairing.

"Heh... Game Over!"

Narakuten impulsively flexes both his arms out and forward as his fingers extend in a strained manner from his hands. In a singular motion, he releases the chaotic mass of dark and light - blasting it forward in his most devastating technique thus far acquired. The 'Void Blast' he calls it. It resembles two snakes intertwining, coiling together in a rapidly progessing forward path. [Distance uncertain] would be crossed in a fraction of a second, moving at about 500 ft/sec.. The seeming target is this new man... when in fact, it is the motorcycle behind him.

When the blast hits, it violently explodes in a disintegratively forceful manner. His motorcycle would be as shrapnel from a grenade thereafter. Aware of this, Narakuten shields his face by crossing his arms in front of it. Bracing for the blast, he lowers his stance, dropping to one knee(left).