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A construct of the realm of technology infused with the might of mana was born into this realm once more, white metals stained with the crimson lifeblood of those crushed under his weight in a previous fight. A point on the ground at the northern gates seemed to bend and warp as if being sucked into the ground, the surrounding area warping, bending, and stretching as it was drawn to a point of infinity. With a rush of wind and a spray of earth and sand a single figure came into view. He was a towering behemoth of at least seven feet in height, pure white save for glowing blue optics and crimson stains, armored joints, and the two hilts rising from his shoulders. From the neck down he seemed to be a tall human in almost seamless armor, but his head had avian features, the optics and shape of the face given birdlike qualities. He even had a beak. His optics flared to life as he began running his programming.

The remaining mana ports slid open across his body, the panel on his right thigh slipping open to reveal a firearm of incredible size. His features began to blur as his speed was passively increased by the flows of mana around him, the mana curves bending to his technological will while the phantasm of a mage within his neural net was pulling upon the strings of mana to gather spell energy. Targetting systems began analyzing the man as a 3D representation of the arena was brought up within his slave AI processors. A multitude of sensor systems began continually sweeping the area to update his battle grid at a rate faster than once every tenth of a second. Even as his right hand whipped past his thigh and the firearm locked on and fired three bursts he seemed to be otherwise immobile. Each of the three bullets was rather mundane in construction, but had been fired at railgun velocities, one at the opponent's heart while the other two were slightly off to each side, anticipating logical dodge scenarios.

[Haste: 2x]

A tremendous roar of energy filled the arena as the monolith began to move, excess energy provided by the True Negativity core forced through his rear mana ports. He was using waste in order to propel him towards Fox at an incredible speed, the passive hasting enchantment only growing stronger with each passing moment. Streams of blue light began to gathering around the living armor, threads of mana attracted to his core as his body ressonated to their tune. Azure light began to flare from his optics as the various processes continued, another rather normal three bullet burst launched at Fox, this time closer together, but imperceptibly so from his current range. If he didn't move he'd be losing a couple of them arm things.

[Haste: 3x]

The stream of lightning fell and instead of the intended path it was attracted to Vini's body against any direction toherwise. Near him the ability to alter the electricity would faulter. The shock would wash over his armor and infuse his core, increasing power output and increasing the rate of growth. The passive hate effect took a huge jump, his path crossing not 125ft along with the 75ft he had before, but now pushing him pushing him to the 250ft mark from where he had begun, well within striking distance of Fox. Something was building from deep within, the azure flash sparking from his eyes. A pulse of energy passed from his body, spreading outwards and focusing around Fox's location specifically. It would spread for an incredible distance, a sphere of over 100ft in diamater, but do no apparent damage to begin with. What was this attack? Three more shots, diagonal pattern from the right shoulder to left hip.

[Haste:7x]

Once Fox had come into view once more, his location already pinpointed through other means, Vini's eyes would flash and the outter rim of where the bubble had expanded to shimmered with an azure light. The shell solidified and the purpose became clear. The original bubble defined the parameters of the field while the secondary effect cemented the parameters of the contents. Supernatural abilities would begin to quickly break down within the quite solid shell, subdued by the same effect that extended from Vini's armor. This effect was a ressonance that scrambled mana flows, disrupted frequencies, and in generally just ******** supernatural s**t the hell up. Vini only moved faster, however, taking in the excess mana that is now nigh useless to increase his hasted effect. The gun returned to its holster as the two blades swept out from their sheathes, the last bit of light glinting off their surface before the two were left in utter darkness. Vini swept in for a quick pass on Fox's left side, blades held up to slice through his abdomen and ribcage. The edge of the swords were refined to that of a molecule blade, vibrations running along the blade to increase cutting power to the max. But that was only the starting point for the blades, they had so much more potential.

[Haste: 12x]

The majority of Vini's sensor readings were disrupted by the Ressonance Field, but by and large he had no trouble pinpointing Fox by other means. It merely meant shutting down his neural net and utilizing the processing power usually used to support a human consciousness to pick up the slack in interpretting the static. Furthermore, against all impossibility the flows of mana around him continued to grow in strength, highly distorted but remaining in motion all the same. Calculations continued, albeit more slowly, as he began to alter the mana curves to adjust to the ressonance field andcreate a tech based pseudomagical effect. He didn't need the mana, but it was the easiest medium with which to work. Hell, he could use heat or even his opponent's aura to "cast" "spells" if he wanted to.

This having been said, Vini seemed to rush after his opponent, keeping up as he began sliding in from the side to herd him back towards the center of the arena, at one point dashing past with an incredible burst of speed aided by his improvised thrusters to not only make a similar pass as before, but throw one of his two blades at Fox should he dodge, aiming to cut him through.

[Haste: 12x]

((Yeah, I lost coherency half way through so this might...suck.))

The sound of metal on metal filled the small area as the blade returned rather roughly to Vini's hand. The method by which it was drawn back is rather unclear, but it was certain he now held it once more. Noting his lack of sucess in herding Fox back towards the center he began just the opposite, rushing in from in front of him and keeping in front of him with reaction times besting any living being. At points when and if he got in range the blades would slice out to try and eviscerate the poor man, or at a slightly longer range he'd attempt to throw one of the blades to gut him.