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Steam. Something Crimson used often when in battle. She knew the movements of steam to well, how it delayed movement, making one believe the attacker was further away than actually known.
Seisuke was fast, but not fast enough. Crimson sensed his attack for her stomach and quickly her palms reached down to meet his fists, and while this was happening, Crimson suddenly expanded her large wings, forcing away the steam while her body temperture began to rise. She wasn't in the mood for a long spar, she had too much on her mind that would distract her far too easily. Crow is pregnant.
With a powerful flap of her wings, Crimson was in the air, spun and armed the heel of her boot (which held a knife) straight to Seisuke's neck whilst her tail, large and spiked followed to his lower stomach. If Seisuke even dared to grab her tail to stop it, he would be spiked.

A loud, blood curling scream escaped Crimson, a scream able to cause much pain to even the most deaf people's ear drums. She closed her eyes tight for a moment and soon her scream truned into a large demonic growl. In a whisp of flames Crimson was gone. The room was silenced.

Soon, stepping from darkness was a tall demonic creature. Crimson, but different. Her winger were large, bat like, her tail long. Her hair flowing a deep purple past her hips, while her body, naked and her skin dressed in beautiful shinning black scales. One could easily mistake her as a half breed dragon. She rolled her head, her neck clicking as spike slowly slid through her flesh and down her spin. Her fingers were now claws and her arms exposed large bleeding spikes that dressed her under arms to her elbows.
"Attack." She spoke to Seisuke with a smirk that bared her double set of mean looking fangs. Her voice was dark, the seduction so powerful it was so very hard to resist, not even a gay man could resist.
This was Crimson's new DNA form.

Crimson was gone. Her speed was far to great to let herself be hit by such an attack. Now copying Seisuke, one thousand Crimson's appeared, all equal in power, all looking the same. They stood behind each Seisuke there was. The large wings wrapped around the arm's of every Seisuke and the tails's around the ankles, binding their arms and legs so they were unable to attack whilst the free hands brought a knife to the neck of everyone, only a few seconds off before they would slit every singlt Seisuke thoart in this room.

Crimson's did not move, nor did emotion stain her face. She wasn't able to move, but she was able to escape the cage. She thought this type of thing would happen, following closely all of Seisuke's moves.
Suddenly, Crimson's body fell limp, dead as an explosion of Crimson flames left the body and jolted at Seisuke, a move he was unable to block and if her attempted teleportation, the flames would find him anyway. The flames after all was who Crimson really was. Crimson's soul self.
The flames, would enter the body of Seisuke like possesion. He would feel a sudden strain, not on his lungs nor his heart, but his soul. He would weaken, and quickly as Crimson devoured his soul into her own.

Jet stepped into the roomy dojo, Mocha-chu close behind. "I wonder if the Sifu here...my training is not quite complete." Jet thought to himself. Scanning the dojo, it seemed the owner, Sifu Seisuke, as the scroll on the wall read, was not
present at the moment. "Hmm...well until he shows himself, I better wait around for a sparring partner..." he concluded, and sat cross-legged against the wall, meditating.

Heh predictable Crimson you let yourself open for a beating *He said this cause he has seen this move before it Ressembles the move called Shintenshin no jutsu(Mind or Soul Transfer technique) Her body was opened to any attack; her careless and desperate move lead her to downfall, quickly he took advantage, He did a Shinigami spell "Type 100 Seal: Solemn Judgement" (The spell do as follows entraps the soul in six spears made of energy they impale the soul stopping it in its tracks they only way to get out is to return to your body ah since it is a Shinigami Spell (Death god or Soul Reaper is the common term) you cant absorb its energy is made especially for Souls) The spell quickly entraps the wandering soul, then as he teleported he did many hand seals four of them appeared as he used "Kagebunshin no jutsu (Shadow Replications)" Since he made them to disperse his energy Crimson would have a hard time locking onto the real Seisuke as one by one with a series of hit and run techniques continously hit Crimson body in attemp to make her return to her Body if she doesnt soon she would have a body so beaten that she wouldnt battle for quite some time, he made looked like that so that she learn to not be distracted in battle. he took precautions taking of every factor that could be possible in case that in fact Crimson would attemp to continue with whatever attack was trying on Seisuke.

Upon a wandering of boredom Lord Yawgmoth came upon the Dojo. "Almost cute..." he muttered to himself. The many nights of doing nothing had consumed him. He had to fight, he had to do SOMETHING to keep himself sane. He arched his eyebrow at the entrance and pulled off his boots, socks, and shirt laying them all near the entrance. They would only slow him down fighting anyway. He gently made his way into the dojo now in nothing but the simple black pants he was well known for wearing. "If any being is here then let them come forth to see us" he called out loudly. Perhaps, he would get lucky and the master of this place would show himself. But Yawgmoth already guessed him a weakling who would lose like all the rest. Without Trygon alive there was no one in the RDS more powerful then he. But a good challenge would be lovely. "Anyone?" he called out once more.