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Wasn't saying you didn-- Quint was ready to give Yuriko another pointer in the art of combat when he saw the woman's posture change into what he thought would be a full guard, she wanting to pull him into her legs. Imagine his surprise when he was instead lifted into the air, finally free from her grasp, but thrown into the opposite turnbuckle, hitting with his back, and again upon landing to the mat.

A real sting it was, right on that spot most people can't touch normally. After a second or two to remind himself of her potential, Quint rose to his feet, now standing at his full height of 6' to stretch the affected areas behind. That's more like it. He spoke without a hint of arrogance or mocking in his voice, now clenching his fists.

It had been a while since he performed this attack, and as such it probably wouldn't be as effective, but Quint would do it anyway. Tensing his body, bending the arms near their biceps, he kicked out the old thoughts of Yuriko, now treating her as a real threat. Once mentally prepared, Quint blasted forward off his toes, and upon reaching the woman kept a leg down and out, leaving his weight distributed evenly as blow after strong blow advanced on Yuriko's face at a blinding speed. These attacks would be from his hands, but they were moving so fast it appeared she was being assaulted from every angle except from behind. Each delivered shot would be stimulating on the ears even, sounding like small M-80's, the booms deep and rumbling, but that wasn't the audience going crazy: Utilizing a small magical trait in himself, Quint was putting a miniature explosive on each hand before contact. Not even close enough to burn horribly, but the punches were sure to leave their marks.

Yuriko's taunt, while effective enough to make Quint ready for a second rushdown, was sort of hilarious in the fact that somewhere deep down he was a 'girly boy'. Not in the way some would think, but all those months before that verbal blow would have been almost too accurate. Without a place for her to run, Quint stepped in for the kill, prepping his right arm for what looked to be a very strong strike. What he hoped to do however was sneak his left arm underneath Yuriko's right, finishing the grab with a feinted right blow into the gap under the woman's other arm. He was open to counter attack from being this close, but Quint was banking on the woman wanting to block for whatever reason.

The times were growing dim, as Cairo came towards the large fighting arena settled on the mountain dubbed, Mt. Suki. Still on the search for a primary target, unknown at this moment, boredom overtook him and he could not continue this search without working out these annoying kinks.

As he pushed forward one of the large wooden doors, through the ever growing crack, Cairo could eye two figures already in the midst of combat. One being a rather odd looking male and the other seeming to be a rather muscular female... probably rather familiar in the martial arts. Either way, neither looked like much of a challenge from mere appearance.

Cairo stepped within the confines of the arena, getting ever closer to the battle the ensued before his eyes. He questioned himself whether he should interrupt the sparring of the two, but decided against it. Maybe watching the to display their skills first would depict how well the actually might be. Either way, he would later fight one of them to pass the time... boredom was something he could never deal with when searching for his targets. So with further ado, Cairo slightly jumped into the air and slow turned 180 degrees vertically and ended landing on the ceiling. Watching from above was always more interesting, so there he stood waiting for the lass to complete her wild maneuver.

Vincent rose up on his toes as he saw his friend, Quint, hit the ground hard. He was too worried about Quint's physical state to notice the bats. "QUINT!" yelled out the gunman in dismay.

Quint was powerful, but a well placed blow from a woman of Yuriko's caliber could turn out fatal.

yuriko hadnt understood what had happened, one minute she was fighting a very worthy opponent, about to grapple him, the next he was on the other side of the ring, grounded, and with his bats surrounding him.

either way something was amiss...

" Quint!" she called out, looking to the mass of bats that was quint " are you ok?! something isnt right, i rekon we should stop fighting now..." she looked around the arena for anyone to help them, seeing vincent in one of the seats

" vincent! Quints hurt...could you hel p us" she cried to the englishman

"Yes, of course, Yuriko," Vincent nodded and hopped over the wall. He noticed the bats once he got close, but he paid no heed as he knealt down to Quint's side.

"You sure you're well, chap? You took a heavy blow. I could find a first aid kit for you. If you need a drink, the best I can do is shot of whiskey I'm afraid," he informed the powerful man before chuckling, "Awful stuff liquor is though, but I cannot quit the habit of having a swig every now and then. Mayhaps I should seek help on the matter."

Again, I'm fine. Quint responded truthfully, and finally the person high above the ring that even began this whole thing leaped from the ceiling, landing with a few words that Quint would even agree on.

Gotta agree there.. He looked at his hand, and while it was still its normal mahogany color, on his upper arm it was turning lighter, with tinges of blue, evidence of his soul leaving him. We're all going to die at some point, but that doesn't mean we humans can just stop caring about others.. Slowly rising to his feet with the assistance of the turnbuckle, And about that fight, I've felt a little off for a while now..

yuriko turned around with a start and stepped back, suprised by the creepy new man. there was a coldness n the air, and it wasnt the weather, or the temperature of the room; it was like death approaching ((lol 30 days of night)).

yuriko retreated back some more to the corner with Quint and Vincint, but stood in front of them, as if shielding them from the mans gaze would help.

"yea, who and what are you!" yelled yuriko at the man , half frightened, half anrgy for him interuppting their fight, which for now she was quite happy to call a draw.