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The pirate took the bait. In order for him to thrust his weapon, he would have to stop running, which meant he would stop moving long enough to the assassin to easily close the distance to finally execute the sword and kunai cross slash. The dagger's reach was short than the ninja's short katana, which meant the ninja would be able to pull off her attack before the pirate could attack. If her attack hit, the pirate would be thrown backwards before he could touch her with his weapon.

The vampire's acrobatics threw their flight off course. Rather than the steps, they landed on many spectators which greatly cushioned the blow for the Werewolf. Now the vampire was without her weapon. One arm went to wrap around Liliana, her tackle putting her dangerously close to the werewolf's snapping jaws, while the other hand with the blade through it went for a backhand that would cut her face off if it hit and wasn't protected by Cirus.

Clay Rutherford

Something caught Clay's eye. A fighter flying through the air and into the wall. He looked unconscious, but not dead, though the impact certainly looked painful. Following the path from where said fighter was launched, an armor clad figure lifted it's sword toward Clay in challenge and he was only too happy to oblige.

Seeing the figure charging at him with impressive speed, Clay quickly grabbed his own sword, composed of un-meltable ice and as hard as any steel blade, in a way that resembled how one would grab a dagger, the flat of the ice blade pressed to the skin of his left arm as it pointed backward past his shoulder.

As soon as the armored humanoid came within range and swung its blade, Clay ducked down a bit, and leaned his body slightly at an angle so when their swords clashed, Clay's still held with the flat pressed to his arm, the opponent's claymore would slide upward off Clay's slick ice sword. Using the momentary oppening it would provide, Clay quickly clenched his right fist, covering it with a thick and dense coat of ice that took the form of a spiked glove as he did so, and launched it at his opponent, directed right at the center of their chest.

[Post7!]

Liliana blinked, as she had obviously not foreseen this. Then she smiled. She spun to the left, not only to avoid the blade as best she could, but to kick Shag in the face again, with enough force that it should've broken his jaw, if not for Cirus's ability.:3

Bucko



[post 6]
((I'm not 100% sure I pictured the attack correctly but here goes nothing.))

Bucko saw the same attack starting as earlier, and instead of continuing to lunge right toward her torso he veered ever so slightly to the side she would slash toward ((Is she left handed or right? Is she slashing my left shoulder down to my right hip or vice versa?) As she attacked he slid like runner coming home, sliding low past her side. As he slid past her he slammed his feet into the ground and the momentum pushed him into a standing position as he twirled like a ballerina on one leg and slashed her kidney.

~+~Run at your own pace~+~

Gerzen stood there for a moment unsure of what he could do. It wasn't like he was superhuman and could jump over the wall surrounding the arena to take her to safety...

"How about we take it slow, ok? You aren't safe out here in the middle of the arena." said Gerzen reaching a hand down to try and pick her up.

~+~Just be sure to stay out of my way~+~

A good fighter, possibly. But back outside of WillBe in the forest it was in terms of life and death against the Was; here in a tournament he wouldn't allow himself to kill without reason. This wasn't life and death, at least he didn't think it was. Just watching everyone he realized how 'playful' this tournament was. He questioned how there was scarcely any blood being spilled. And most of the attacks he's seen go through would only look like a heavy blunt hit.

He understood how Jeiza got battered with the sand, but when he saw Theodore get attacked by the crossbows he expected more damage. Even as Damien was fighting Shag, with the equipped spear he would expect blood trailing over the ground but there was none.

Crowd control was getting out of hand, too. Even with Cirus's ability, the battle in the arena sometimes took place to the crowd. Like Liliana and her opponent. A lot of the WillBe citizens had easily spread around to watch the fighters struggle but others were starting to leave. Even with the safeguard in the arena, they were afraid. Zero's arrows (the ones that the witch avoided) struck at the crowd. They survived the blow of course by many were left unconscious in their seats, their eyes swirly twirlys while the seats beneath them opened up because of the force.

He returned his eyes towards Mokuteki as the blind man spoke. "Apologies, I don't know what a Black Mamba is, but your explanation is more than enough to satisfy my curiosity; I don't want to kill another cat." Of course he meant it was a joke. Though he didn't find himself to be particuraly good at those kind of things, sometimes he would throw one or two.

He turned away from the man and towards the crowd. It was then he saw Gerzen helping out a young girl. She seemed rather out of place...he wondered what was going on. Of course they were far too up front in the arena, and with the crowd pushing and shoving as they were through excitement or fear it would be a hassle and a half to get there. Besides, it didn't look like help was needed. "..Oh, Clay's in the fray.." He suddenly mentioned, noticing the tall ice-master fighting against an armored individual. Someone else came to his side (Kira), and that person was someone that Dark didn't recognize. New fighter I guess.. Dark thought.

"..The crowd's getting rather rowdy; it's vexing.." He random mentioned, speaking to Rose and Mokuteki without looking at them.