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A ripple passes through the fist struck by Tinantico as it is thrown off course, but instead of reeling off to hit IV it only pauses for a moment as if stunned. After this brief moment it continues the whole concept of squishing her like a....well, damn near anything stuck to a fat chicks a**. As with the one struck the other also moved to crushabitch. IV does not pursue her, but instead lands upon the ground safely and softly. This is the point where all hell breaks loose, for the moment he sets down the needles come to life. The covering of needles here and about turn into a thin sheet of bone that spreads across the entire arena floor. IV himself looked visibly strained, but being an undead he shouldn't feel strain. It could only be a show to draw out an attack against him while he was otherwise occupied, which meant he more than likely was more than capable of ******** any attack against him with extreme counterpwn.

It was actually fortunate that Tin didn't attack IV, fortunate for IV, that is. Despite being undead the strain of turning your skeleton into a 300ft diamater plate is DAMNED stressful. Despite this, the strain seemed to visibly ease from IV's form as needles of bone began to stand on end, or those that were already began to sway as if grass in the wind. A grinning face turned up towards Tinanitico before it was lost in a forest of blackened bone spires shooting up towards the skies, this totally lost within the field of darkness that settled aound IV. The two fists above continue their assault, each swinging in from the sides to crush the shield between their massive strength.

The forest of bone continued its growth, only increasing in speed as it rose higher and higher. The pillar of light would visibly begin to get interference of its own as IV's form weaves through the forest of his own bone. The field of darkness about him would begin stealing any visible light from the pillar as malign will flooded the area, IV's own blood surging from his body as malignant magic began assaulting the magic on three fronts. Should any of the three components come to mix with the pillar they would streak up to begin infecting the cloud, only to add to IV's magical reserve flooding the air. Despite the light trying to stunch out the darkness the two fists come at Tin again, this time opening as they move in to clamp down around her shield on all sides, trying to crush her bubble.

The glowing circle would quickly find the ground around it eroding away as chunks of the earth began to tear up from the ground. If the glowing circle was actually scribed on the ground it would be quickly broken, but furthermore the malignant force that had broken the column was forcing its way around that circle even now. The Crushing Fists of Spite begin to fade even as the cloud overhead continues to grow. This time, however, a miasma of malignant energies spreads from the corruption surrounding IV, spreading up the path the pillar had taken while the darkened cloud begins to descend on the golden cloud. The forest of bone continued to grow, quickly pulling up to around 50ft in height and only growing faster as more bone exists to multiply off of.

The force explodes ouyt from the circle and the bone directly around it shatters, but nothing else does. A testament to the strength of the bone being employed, the forest only seems to sway under the force as if grasses in a breeze. Those stalks near the circle that were shattered at the core only begin to rebuild themselves as the portions above fall into place. The effect had stunted the growth in a 10ft radius area, nothing more, and now the whole was at 80ft and rising.

IV, meanwhile, was seen streaking upwards at an incredible rate, distances judged and examined to their fullest degree. The sphere of influence around him pulled back to a mere twenty feet, condensing and growing in strength exponentially. When he entered the cloud an equivalent exchange would begin, the base mana supporting the cloud being consumed while the cloud tried to purify that which surrounded IV. Trying to simply outright purify his own area of influence would not be possible as the area itself would constantly be undermining such an effect, not to mention consuming excess mana. This was not a war Tinanitico could easily win, and in doing so would more than likely spend her entire efforts eliminating just his sphere of influence while he searched for her in terms of heat, aura, visibility, and absense in the lightfield. The latter of which meant either a shadow or a point in sopace where light distorted by either reflecting or warping around or through a cloaked object. If he found her he'd be on her in a moment, doing his classing stababitch routine.

There becomes an inherent problem when dealing with antimagic fields in unique situations. If an antimagic field exists, something most support it, be it a drain on mana, a negative counteracting effect, or even disruptive frequencies. To create an antimagic effect from magic that magic must still exist at the base of the reaction or the spell simply cancels itself out. None of the aforementioned effects in particular would affect the sphere of influence to any great degree, the pull of nullification working at the same rate as the sphere undermined the essense behind the antimagic. To put it simply he was a walking anti-antimagic field.

This would leave two options, both very much the same. Should the anti-anti- effect succeed, IV would be rushing in to meet Tinanitico's assault, aiming to spear her on the blade of his arm. If magic was indeed nullified through some spectacular means that defy even fantasy logic, then yes, IV would fall, but not far. He'd be waiting to skewer her all the same, his bone structure more than capable of handling a bludgeoning assault, his natural regeneration more than enough to fend off further attacks. He'd be waiting on a tip of a particular bone spire reaching up to 120ft and still growing regardless of antimagic supression. This was a beast that lived to kill mages, and even in an antimagic field without his sphere of influence he was a ******** beast.

The incrased force of the warhammer slammed into his blade and caused it to crack down the length and shatter somewhere around where the tips of his fingers would be. If he wasn't undead that would have hurt like a ******** b***h, but seeing as he was, it only hurt like jesus. Tinanitico and IV would collide and be sent down into the forest of bone, a position that would likely impale them both as the spires continued their growth, passing 160ft in height and continuing. IV himself would try to grab onto Tinanitico during the fall, doing his best to hold onto her the best he could with his left hand and two legs. Furthermore, he tried to bite that b***h's shoulder, cause he was getting hungry. The bone blade seemed to be regenerating even in the antimagic field.