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Which comes to the point of the mortal's fingers closing around the punch earlier, which in effect takes hold of it. Ikibe would find that withdrawing his fist from Dreslin's hand difficult as it would not come out of Dreslin's hand easily. Hell it didn't come out at all. Sure, Dreslin's arm was pulled slightly some in accordance to his opponent's movement of the arm/hand. However, Dreslin simply was not letting go. Dreslin's arm/hand slightly moved around appropriately as Ikibe tried his machine gun punch maneuver. However, he would find that Dreslin's hand simply wouldn't let go. His hand was holding the fist almost in place no matter which way it tried to be freed in.

Why was this? If Dreslin was not sent overboard by Ikibe, the fist would easily slip out and Dreslin would be pwned. Game over. But no. Ikibe had to go and piss him off, majorly. Resulting in not only the punch being blocked, but now the fist was not being released despite Ikibe's seemingly amazing strength.

The mortal opened his eyes. Looking deeply into his opponent's, it would be as if he looked into his opponent's soul to cast judgment himself. His left hand formed a fist and at a speed comparable to the hao'tien stance came toward a part of Ikibe. Not Ikibe's main body, but rather his entrapped hand. More specifically, the wrist of his entrapped hand.

If there was a power measuring gauge for how hard Dreslin had hit the forcefield at the speed it was going, it would be possibly be enough to fracture a normal human's bone upon impact. The power behind Dreslin's left hand coming to the wrist of his opponent's entrapped fist would be rivaled to that amount of power. One punch may not initially ******** it up at first. But, it can pave the way for more of them to screw it up.

The question was, what would Ikibe do about it?

Pulled the right fist back did move Dreslin, however it would only extend his arm out some. His upper body still wouldn't move, yet. The blind spot would be created for the higher portion of the Dreslin's right side, however, it did not blind the lower portions. When Ikibe pulled back, it would seem that let up much of the power in his left hand. Likely tactic after this would be to attack with another body part. his legs and head weren't moving in the offensive motions which left Ikibe's left hand.

So simply, he shifted his body while in the air while the punch was coming at him. His sides shifted to that his lower half of body was going toward being perpendicular to his opponent, as the viewpoint of the Dreslin's body would rise, it would show that the higher of his body viewed, the somewhat less it was shifted. Making the left punch fly past him at stomach level. Making the punch and it resulting shockwave hitting nothing, but air. It would be seen that his right side would be closer to Ikibe.

What would come after the shockwave punch hitting nothing? An attempt by Dreslin's left hand to come down and take hold of his opponent's arm to try to get a firm hold of it, just like both right hands are right now.

Victoria had been watching the match since it began, and realized it was a waste of her time a few moments before people started leaving. She wasn't going to leave though. She came to see the fight to the end no matter how much pain it caused her.

Since there was plenty of time during the match she decided to reach into a large leather purse she brought with her and pulled out a small make-up bag. Out from the make-up bag she pulled another smaller bag. This bag contained a compact. She opened it up looked at herself for a moment and then decided she looked fine.

She closed the compact, inserted in its bag, insterted the compact bag into the make-up bag, and inserted the make-up bag into the large leather purse. Victoria then folded her hands neatly and continued to watch the match. He clothes were so neat and emaculate. It seemed as if she went through a lot of trouble just to look very nice, and very nice she did look untill, BANG! One of the remaining specators -probably due to overwhelming boredom- shot himself, spattering blood all over her pure white top.

The gates burst open, and for the second time the dimensional-SWAT force appears to save the multiverse from things in general. There are six men, three standing at one gate three standing at the other.

A soldier from the southern end gets into an awsome kneeling position and fires an AT4 rocket at Ikibe, meanwhile the other three men, armed with OICW assault rifles begin unloading their clips on the hapless Dreslin. The sound of brass hitting the ground and gunshots firing should bring the spectators ease, knowing that the official end of this match has just begun.

While the excitement takes place the remaining two men set down a pair or round half-sphere shaped divices and in sync push a small button on the top. Instantly time's effects on the arena floor were reveresed to a point and the floor was restored to it's orginal from. The two soldiers then stand up aiming their H&K MP5s at Ikibe, though they already know the rocket will obliterate him.

*The six ten-story royal guard mechanoids surrounding the arena kill the soldiers long before they have a chance to even see the fight. Each one is quickly executed by a blast of unfathomably strong energy from the glaive-like weapons.*

The temporal incursion created by this is corrected and Genesis erases this task force from existance. Seeing as Genesis is outside time and space they aren't the masters there and as such can't see it coming, not to mention all the fun guards against such foresight. Two can play at the erasure game.