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This is gonna be one that will shake the heavens, and the earth! This the kinda fight that could freeze over hell! A pair of mods and incredible powerhouse set to square off! A match that I know they wanted to see and probably most the guild so, all that's left to do then is.....

GET IT ON!

Yawgmoth entered the arena and gave Aliator a light smirk. "You know, we hope your last fight didn't drain you Ali. We'd be very disappointed since our opponent dropped out and we didn't even break a sweat, if you were worn out. And here we were worried about having to fight Crow next" Yawgmoth said stepping closer so there was an equalized distance between the two of them. Yawgmoth rolled his shoulders and threw his black shirt to the ground flexing his fingers. "Whenever you're ready" he said deciding better of it than last time, to start off with full blown power. If the two of them started at a minimal effort and then rose steadily the fight would hopefully end in Yawgmoth's favor by that point. He would have to see how the situations unfolded.

"Same goes for you" Yawgmoth said with one breath. At the slightest exhale he vanished to untrained, and even expert eyes. Yawgmoth was pushing the dark energy through the muscle tendons in his leg to further increase their strength, meaning the method of movement he often used which involved rapid tensing and un-tensing of leg muscles at the right moments in a step was at least ten times greater now. The velocity for which he moved was enough to cause a pop in the air from a sound barrier crack. Though, for something moving so fast he certainly did not appear to be approaching Aliator directly since, given the speed he was running, he would've gotten in Ali's face in less than a second but quite a few moments went by. A strong wind picked and the ground around Aliator ripped itself apart in a circle pattern, an indication of how Yawgmoth was moving since the tension release of the muscles in his leg often crushed the surfaces he was running upon, anyone who had seen him fight had witness this. The circular break in the ground indicated he was running around Ali in a circle. And from the circular pattern of his ran came dark black orbs launching off. every other step. Because Yawgmoth was running in a circle they would not follow a direct straight line but rather, would curve in at an angle towards Ali and since it was a circle all directions were being attacked at once. After firing off eight orbs, one for each cardinal direction and one for each diagonal Yawgmoth stopped and slid a bit away to watch what Ali would do. Would one hit? Would Ali escape?

Yawgmoth had not intended to kill Ali with those orbs and so they were more explosive than his usual corrosive. He had already cost his friend an arm with the corrsive orbs. An orb hit Yawgmoth hard enough to knock him on his back and knock the wind from him. But because of his immunity to his own dark magic it did little but that. He heaved for a moment and quickly got back to his feet. Shaking his head clear he charged Ali again while he was still disoriented from the violent spinning motion. Nearing Ali Yawgmoth thrust his left knee forward forward towards Ali's midsection. At the same time Yawgmoth's fist reared back and flew forward. If the move worked as intended Yawgmoth's knee to the gut would further disorient the already disillusioned Ali and cause his head to thrust forward from doubling over, thrust forward right into Yawgmoth's fist that is.

Yawgmoth did not wait for Ali to get back up before he charged, so when Ali did fire Yawgmoth was already in mid run making avoiding the railgun bullets next to impossible. To give his body a chance since railguns fired faster and harder than any gun Yawgmoth had ever encountered, he dove in a tackle. Hoping that the bullets would then go over his back while he smashed shoulder first into Ali's midsection.

Yawgmoth's full weight smashed into ali's feet and Yawgmoth snapped his hands in attempt to grab them and drag ali down to the floor with him but failed. Using the fact that his hands were already outstretched he planted his palms on the floor and vaulted off of them into a hand stand front flip that very easily put him out of range of Ali's attack. Landing with a hard and uneven landing his feet crushed the dirt and Yawgmoth stumbled just a few steps before whipping around to face Ali again. Yawgmoth was obviously not built for dexterous moves as a handstand front flip so it obviously seemed to take its toll. "We had you....yet you managed to weasel away." He said in frustration but with a smile on his face. He was having a fun time, if this had been any other opponent he would've surely made contact and begun the beginning of the end. "Very well, we will turn up the heat" Yawgmoth's body started to glow with an all too familiar purple light increasing his power output from his standard 10% to 25%. "Round 2?" Yawgmoth asked quirking his eyebrow. His tail flicking behind him in anticipation.

Yawgmoth saw the sword well and well remembered what he had seen. Though he did not know the details of what the weapon was capible of, he had seen its destructive powers used on other poor creatures before. Something akin to his corrosive orbs he thought. If Ali was going to bring blades to the table then Yawgmoth would oblige. Yawgmoth concentrated and a long shaft of darkness formed itself into his hands. With a mighty surge of power the massive dual bladed axe, the purger, was within his grasp. The Purger contained no magical properties that anyone was aware of. It was however, crafted with perfection from phyrexian alloy making it easily able to crush standard steel and enchanted blades alike. The alloy metal also made it very very heavy and it took someone like Yawgmoth with his massive upper body muscles to control it with grace. It was very likely, that if Yawgmoth connected with it, it would begin to crush Ali before it cut. "Let us dance with death then" Yawgmoth said pulling the axe back in such a manner that it allowed it to cut the wind making the wind resistance almost nothing so it would not slow him down to run with The Purger, and run he did, straight for Ali with a charge, upon range the massive blade came swinging in a shoulder height side swipe from the right.

Yawgmoth let the axe miss but tilted his wrist in such a manner that the axe slammed into the ground letting the weight pull him Yawgmoth continued to apply pressure on the pole arm of the axe with his hands and jumped a little with his feet which, now that it was buried into the ground, meant that something had to give. Either Yawgmoth or the axe, in this case Yawgmoth allowed himself to give letting the forces apply, with nowhere to go it was Yawgmoth would have to move instead of the axe itself, which carried him up and over Ali's slash landing him on the opposite side of axe. Yawgmoth knew every weakness there was to using axes, they were bulky, heavy, hard to maneuver but when they hit they did far more damage than any bladed weapon known to man. Yawgmoth, now comfortable resting out of reach of Ali pulled free the blade which had so easily dug itself into the earth. This time he would wait for Ali to follow up on his assault, Swords had the obvious maneuvering advantage over axes meaning another attack like that from Yawgmoth would surely result in failure as Ali would now know of the only way Yawgmoth would be able to avoid it due to the purger's weight.