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Dante looked at Lyethery. He was a pretty good warrior, he had to admit. He may not have actually touched Dante yet, but he had made Dante work quite a bit. Maybe not all of Pronta's warriors were weak. He saw the Feral pick up the bo staff once more. Dante shrugged. Why not? He had skills that would allow him to knock the crap out of Lyethery up close and far away. First off, he loaded an incendiary round and fired it at Lyethery. He loved those bullets. They were cheap, small, and lit on fire whatever they hit. As soon as he did that, he unsheathed his dual swords once more and ran forward at his insane speed, his swords up and ready to guard any projectile coming his way.
((1 incendiary round used. Think of it as an explosive bullet.))

bullets:132

I will not bow, I will not break

Go ahead and bite me...I swear I wont fight back but you'll be the one in pain

Dante smiled, watching the explosion. The lycan then jumped through the smoke and charged energy into his hand, but did nothing yet. Instead, he slashed four times at Lyethery with incredible speed using his double swords. Nothing fancy, just four bewilderingly fast strikes. Dante had not forgotten the skills that Lyethery had used so far, and had a back up move against every single one of them so far.

bullets:180

I will not bow, I will not break

Go ahead and bite me...I swear I wont fight back but you'll be the one in pain

The moment that Dante moved into close range, he mark his fate. Lyethery , being a veteran soldier that he is, dodged Dante slashes and parry the one that he couldn't. The moment he stop the blade from cutting him up, he let his body dropped down onto the floor and grabbed hold of Dante's leg and with the other hand strike at the chi points, stopping him from using his left leg for a period of time. The strike was fast, sharp, and unexpected. It was something he had not seen Lyethery do before.

Limb Immobility
Rank: C
Description: User grabs an incoming strike with one hand, or just grabs the limb in general, and then sharply strikes an opponent's chi point on said limb with two fingers. This sudden message delivered by the sharp strike, combined with the pressure being placed on the limb by the grab, cause it to become immobile for ten posts. It will continue to be paralyzed even out of combat.

The full blast of the attack hit him like nothing have ever hit him before. If he was still alive the attack would kill him instantly after sending a surge of pain beyond anything through his entire body. Not being able to feel pain and somehow still being alive work with Lyethery as his spine was crush and he hit the ground, not after quickly striking at Dante's leg, paralyzing him. Even without his spine Lyethery was still able to move due to the magic of the undead. He also hate loosing without making the enemy feel somewhat damaged, and that's what made him tongue shot from his mouth and wrapped itself around both of Dante's hands and crush it. The tongue was reinforced with undead magic, making it very strong, and being so close it would not give Dante time to dodge the attack, an unexpected one from an undead, spine crushed, feral. "Sorry, force of habit." He mumbled loudly. "Hope you can forgive me."

((Yeah, I'm pretty sure he got you with this one bro xD))

Katorin had been watching the fight, and saw as his comrade fell. But also noticed that he had been willing to crush the Lycanthropes hands to make sure he left a mark on his opponent. He had to admit, it lacked honor. But, from someone like himself it just wasn't worth worrying over. Pursue the man, or help his comrade? Comrade. "Looks like you'll be needing some new parts. Care to travel with me? I assure you... Plenty of parts will be there for your disposal."

"As you may already have figured out. I am an Anima. And anima must kill to gain strength. I'm going to be going on a hunt soon, and without proper support, I fear I will fail. I am no doubt a prideful man, but I have no qualms with asking for... An agreement. Sort of like a partner ship. The stronger I am, the stronger our nation is." being a bard, he naturally had great lungs. This allowed for him to say so much in so little time. Despite his normal, quietness he had decided it was best to put all of the cards out on the table and have no secrets. Hoping that his feral friend would take notice of the truths he spoke and ally with him on this...Hunt.