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Description: Though Midus knew there was a storm approaching, instead of closing the ceilings of the fighting arenas, he has instead decided to keep them open to add an interesting aspect to the next round. Instead of a nice, warm sunny day, the fighters would instead be fighting in the harsh condition of ten mile per hour winds that will sometimes gust to thirty mph, heavy rain drops (though not disturbing enough to cause total distraction to sight; maybe 20% reduction), and the occasional thunderbolt lighting up the skies. To help make the arena more comfortable for the fighters, the floor has been turned into low cut grass to help keep traction. However, if the ground is dug up too much, mud and dirt will be added to the terrain.

Despite the weather, the crowd of people have come to watch the fight, wielding umbrellas over their heads.

Special Conditions: Fire is a bit weaker here since it'll be harder to start up one without the rain putting it out. And electricity will get a bigger boost in strength, though it will also short out much faster than if wielded normally by the fighters who possess it.

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.

Gable entered the ring with a smug look as the rain fell over his form. He stood again in the center of the ring and seemed to yell at a boom of thunder. He watched the area for his opponent, and found them shortly after. The hood of his jacket was pulled over most of his head but didn't hang over his eyes or face, it wasn't zipped at all which was kinda pointless.

Gable watched the pint-sized body slide across the field as she fell out of her run and exhibited a the facial expression of a curious puppy.
Ooook
He watched the fairy to see how fast she would stand.
His only movement was the zipping of his black leather jacket, taking the zipper to his solarplex and brushing the hood from his head.

Stretching and beginning his walk after the edging Gable watched his opponent and thought about what he could do in this battle. He was honestly bored with the whole fighting thing but he'd be damned if he was gonna quit. The first plan that popped into his mind would work surely thanks to his unnatural mechanics but he'd save that for a later date in time. His arms hung at his side and he paced toward his opponent in a normal walk. He stopped ten feet away. The squishing of the wet muddy ground under his feet ceased.
"You finish the rest of the distance."

With the mud slapping onto his jacket Gable sighed and lifted his arms up into a ready position. As he two feet body came dashing towards his feet Gable quickly popped into his stance and kicked as if he was a soccer player kicking a ball sending his right foot towards the oncoming face of his opponent.
No names again!?
He was balanced and ready just incase but with her dashing, the rain and hair probably hurting vision, the wind propelling and his foot moving in a quick kick towards her, moving would be hard. If she did try to pull off a stop she'd probably slip on the wet ground. The kick sent by Gable was of course stronger due to his increased strength and could easily break her face if it connected.

Eh it was fine, no biggy. The charge would collide causing Gable to slide back a foot or so and fall backwards just as normal gravity would state. He did hate gravity and people could find him saying this quite often when his s**t fell off the table or the pen rolled down the slanted counters he usually sat at. As Esouna collided with him and he went back Gable would attempt to grab the shirt of the fairy, which would bring her into his fall. Though he was grounded after the hit, he'd use the fighters handbook lesson number three: Don't stay on the ground: ways to get up technique and utilize a pop-up motion to stand. If the fairy wasn't taken a hold of for whatever the reason the actions following would of course be different. Instead of doing a pop up Gable would stand out of a backwards roll.