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Description: Unlike last year, the stone platform has been removed, making the entire ring nothing but a sandy ground. A twenty foot wall surrounds the ring to protect the audience in this open ceiling stadium.

Field Measurements:
Ring: 70 yard diameter

Ten Count Boundary: As soon as a fighter enters the bleachers, the count begins. The flying rule remains, as well.

The competitor was just a bit late, or perhaps, he was on time and Emkay was simply early. Either way, it didn't really matter; the crowd was getting rather antsy waiting for the fight to begin, and Vincentius Alaphare was a man who gave the crowd what it wanted. Vincentius entered through one of the back doors and moved up to the wall surrounding the arena. With reletive ease, he pushed himself up and over the wall and walked towards the center of the ring.

His massive sword swung from side to side as he made his way to the center and toward his opponent. Standing to about 6'11" and roughly 250lbs, the man was a monster, and so was the sword that he carried on his back which was six and a half feet long. The hilt of the said sword was about a foot and a half, a typical hand and a half sword, and the blade, obviously, was five feet. The man had sandy-brown hair and his eyes matched it, except, there was a slight show of green deep within the sandy irises. Brushing his brown hair out of his face, the man grinned as he stepped up and stopped about ten feet away from Emkay.

"Well met, friend. Let's make this a bloody and enjoyable battle for all, shall we?" Bloody? Why in the world would the man want to do that, after-all, he was wearing nothing but black jeans and a black tank top. Well, not completely true. There was his armored gauntlets with the spikes that lined the knuckles, and there were also the leg guards which covered from his thigh down to his shin and were attached to his legs by tight leather straps which held them in place. Adorning those guards were also spikes at random intervals, but mostly they lined the thigh, a few down the shin, and a spike on each knee. All in all, the man didn't appear all that deadly, yet, anyway.

Hefting the massive sword up off his back with ease, he held it easily in his right hand and allowed it to touch the ground out infront of him. Vincentius Alaphare was ready.

[Edited upon request and agreement by both parties.]

As the embodied voice rang out around the two men, Vince simply shook his head and closed his eyes, not really caring what the man did at this point. Sure, the man was charging energy, and whilst Vince wasn't completely aware of that, he had an idea, because at the same time, he was doing the same thing, in his own way, of course. When Vince had closed his eyes, chunks of dirt and sand began to rip itself up off the ground and float around Vince's knees, hanging there about his knees as a sort of manifestation of Vince's energy.

What kind of energy, one might ask? Who knew. This energy was completed about the time that Emkay stopped his rush forward, and Vince's sword sat at the edge of the ground still, completely paused in it's movement. True enough, Vince was more than capable of swinging the sword at Emkay and striking it at him right now, but instead, no. Vince had another plan for the dhamphir, for the man, for whatever this thing was. Vince's eyes snapped open to glare at the dhampir as the dirt and sand floated about his knees, circling around the knees in a very slow fashion.

What in the world was this energy that the man was exerting? What in the nine hells was going to happen when enough of this energy was amassed? What was the dhamphir falling into? He was allowing this massive man to mass energy which, obviously, he was powerful already.

Energy charge = 1.

Enter the dragon

Vince's eyes changed, violently. There was a narrowing of Vince's eyes and a change in color. A sharp, drastic change which threw the eyes to a vibrant emerald green, totally abandoning the sandy-brown that had been there but moments before. Now, this alone wouldn't have been alarming seeing as how Vince was already proven to have some kind of innate magical energy, but what appeared in the middle of the narrowed emerald green eyes was what was dangerous about it.

A serpentine slit appeared in the middle of the narrowed eyes. This, again, wasn't bad, but as Vince stood there, seconds after the man began to inch forward, the sand and the dirt around his knees ripped upwards into the sky, floating around Vince's shoulders now instead of his knees. This was complimented by even more dirt and sand being ripped up from the ground to float around Vince's shoulders, but only for a second more.

Charge=2

The sand and dirt that surrounded Vince's shoulders blasted outwards and scattered among the ground as his mostly exposed skin began to change. Green scales quickly covered over his skin, and then, a massive pair of wings burst forth from his back, followed a second later by a huge tail which smacked the ground with impatience. Vince's face extended outwards as the scales covered his face, his jaw grew outwards, his teeth extended out over his bottom jaw, and a fearsome roar was let go from his throat.

Along with this, massive talon-like claws burst forth from Vince's boots to bend forward and dig slightly into the sandy ground. Vince's fingers which were wrapped in the protective gauntlets also transformed, though not visibly except for the massive claws which tore through the steel gauntlets with ease. The creature was now something much more than man, complete with more strength. More muscle mass was also gained, more arm muscle, more leg muscle, and more muscle mass in general around his chest.

The dragon stood there, newly completed, watching the dhampir. Let him use what he had behind his back. It wouldn't make a whole lot of a difference at this point, really. The green dragon was waiting. Waiting for the dhampir to finally make his move.

Charge-2 = 0 for Half-Dragon Transformation.

Regardless of how things were meant to go, there was a bit of a structural difference between dragon faces and heads and that of a human. Dragons, even half-dragons, had faces which expanded outwards, massive jaws more than faces. The jaws jutted outwards and the head was flattened out towards the back, the eyes sitting at the beginning of the snout. So, when a knee to the face was lined up, the man was instead going to be hitting the very end of the dragon's snout and his very massive and powerful jaws.

True enough, the man was fast, and Vince was momentarily unprepared with how fast the man was, so his first counter was something unexpected even from the dragon himself. When the dhampir launced his knee at the dragon's snout, the snout opened, the powerful jaws lined with massive teeth awaited the sweet flesh of the man's knee to enter. And then, of course, the knee made impact. Sure, it caused a lot of damage to his jaw, which stunned him and stopped him from slamming his jaws shut as he'd intended, but instead, the man's knee would ram directly into the rows of sharp teeth.

Now, true to expectations, when the baton came down to smash into the top of Vince's skull, it definitely stunned him. It caused a pained roar to escape the dragon's throat, but see, that was the glory of it all. The pain caused the dragon's jaw to snap shut, snap shut right around the knee that was in the mouth. This also caused the dragon's knees to buckle slightly, his eyes to blink shut quickly, and his grip on his sword was loosened and actually dropped. There was now a sword-less dragon, weakened by the impact of the initial jaw, and the snapping of the baton to his skull, but yet, he now had massive jaws closed around a very weak spot on a body.

Didn't matter if that body was human or not. The body was still the same either way, and a knee wasn't all that hard to break, to shatter, or to bust for that matter. Especially not when there were powerful dragon jaws closed right around the knee cap.

[Half-dragons, actually, are very powerful, but they're compacted. They don't look that big, nor do they weigh that much, but they are extremely powerful.]

((This fight was flagged by A Lickitung, so came to investigate.

I have two rulings.

First, turnipsan. After the complain given by Lickitung, I examined your posts. I can't get on you about the biting down on your knee, since you did include an iron skin ability for your character that lasts depending on how many charges you used. Therefore, your character's knee isn't destroyed as Lick wants, but I want to see some damage still done. That iron skin ability is mainly for damage reduction, not immunity, especially to biting. As for the other things complained, I rather not deal with them as they are more of a personal thing.

Now A Lickitung. This wasn't noted, but it's something I saw. In your profile, your character doesn't transform until three posts of charging. You transformed in two posts. Not only did you contradict what wasn't in your profile, you also broke a Power Charging move. Basically, your character cannot use their charged ability in the same post that they charge. You have to wait until the next post to execute the ability. Realize that it's going to cost you when judging comes.

Alright, you guys can continue as normal. Just realize, turnip, that your character's knee is being bit down on.))

[Well, I know where this problem arose. You made me change it from two charges to three and I totally forgot about it because I never got a changed profile back. Regardless of that fact, I'll accept whatever penalties arise from it.

Just used to using Vince in the Dark Tournament, I suppose.]

Regardless of the fact that Vince's teeth were broken, his blood mingling in with his opponents blood, and the obvious fact that he'd been getting his a** handed to him, he was not going to stop. When the knee smashed into the underside of the dragon's jaw, his head snapped backwards, the jaw snapping audibly. Blood poured from the side of the dragon's jaw as his head flew backwards, his mouth slightly ajar from the impact of the charged knee. Yet, this failed to stop the dragon.

True enough, it stunned him, but it didn't make him obsolete. When Emkay began falling backwards, Vince's arms lifted upwards to grip Emkay about the waist. Why would he do something like that? Well, it was rather simple. Emkay was falling backwards, and with the fact that his momentum was carrying him down, Vince would be able to utilize something very dangerous and hopefully something that would be able to end this fight.

Vince's hands came up to close around Emkay's waist, Emkay's momentum carried him backwards towards the ground. Basically, Vince intended to drive Emkay straight backwards onto his neck in a sort of power-bomb of sorts. After-all, Emkay was already up and was in Vince's jaw until it snapped backwards after being hit. The force of that hit connecting would also help to further Emkay's backward momentum towards the ground, and with the fact that Vince may be able to get his hands around Emkay's waist, well, it would be very simple to speed up the falling process and drive the dhampir right onto his neck.

Would it end the fight? Who knew. Not necessarily. Would it work? Probably not, oh well. Vince had to try something.

True enough, the elbow was a good plan, except for the fact that Vince's head had snapped back due to the force of the knee prior. Basically, when he went for the elbow, all he was getting a good shot of was Vince's snout, breaking the jaw farther on the top half, sending more and more blood gushing out of the dragon's face. Regardless, of this, however, Vince was able to see through the pain and the fading vision as each over-powered blow landed on his head. It was just lucky for him that he was being hit in places that broke and absorbed most of the blunt trauma which could have caused a TKO long ago.

So, following through with the motion, despite being elbowed right in the snout, Vince did indeed slam the dhampir onto the ground with a very loud slam. That's what the half-dragon was built for, after-all. Compacted strength; lacking in speed, but able to use his strength when most needed to clinch victory. Based on how the dhampir had moved, Vince's initial aim at slamming the dhamphir down on his neck wouldn't work, but slamming him down hard onto the ground onto his spine worked just as well. For a normal human slamming another human down when they were as large and powerful as Vince, the person being slammed would likely suffer very bad spinal injuries, in some case breaking their back.

Now, Vince didn't expect this to happen, because he knew that whatever it was he was facing was indeed much sturdier than a human was, and despite his super human strength, it still didn't compensate for it. In any case, being slammed onto your back from up high, roughly six and a half feet into the air because he was in Vince's mouth, it was safe to assume that the dhampir would be stunned for a few seconds. Those few seconds would be all it would take for Vince to move his hands off of the Dhampir's waist and lean over, pulling back his right fist in an attempt to brutally smash the Dhamphir's face in.