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Post by kamael on Oct 25, 2007 14:15:18 GMT -5
Kamael, was deep in thought, his red eyes staring down his opponent when he saw the sword pulse again... that was it! "tch!" Kamael held his sword behind him having it spew out white light in massive quuantities. The light acted like a jet's engine throwing Kamael forward at an Amazing speed. Once he got close enough he switched his grip on his sword and swung it forth with all his strength sending all of the white light and all of his power right onto usamane. If the sword was living then it would definetly feel pain, in one way or another. Once again the power behind the blow was so great that when the two swords collided a HUGE crater erupted from beneath them from the sheer force of the two blades coming together.
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Post by Jukan Hirokutora on Oct 25, 2007 14:20:50 GMT -5
As the swords clashed, the Usamane Pulses, then pulses again, and a third time. After that instant, Jukan jumped back and was instantly behind Kamael. “THIS IS IT!! FLAME SCAR!!!!!!!!” Jukan shouts at the top of his lungs. A powerful wave of fire shoots out of his blade, it was incredibly powerful flame. The flame clashed with the white light, The Usamane feeling the impact of the last blow, Jukan had to put all his power into the blast, no longer relying on Just the Usamane’s power alone, but on his own as well..
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Post by kamael on Oct 25, 2007 14:30:44 GMT -5
Kamael was just able to turn around in time . He placed raised his sword high into the air making it glow beyond belief and then swung it down trying to hold back the powerful attack Jukan had released. Kamael could not believe the amount of power Jukan had been holding back. He continued to press with both hands on his sword, and slowly , little by little he was being pushed down into the ground. Kamael felt a major adrenaline rush due to the massive scale of the fight and used all of that extra energy to fire forth a blast of heavenly energy that matched the power of the Flame scar.But since his sword was not living and could not exactly lend Kamael its power, he was sent flying back into the ground rolling at least 30 feet then stumbled to one knee.
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Post by Jukan Hirokutora on Oct 25, 2007 14:39:20 GMT -5
Once the two powers canceled out, the shear strength of the blast also knocked Jukan back. Jukan’s power alone would never have been able to match the person he was facing now. Only with Usamane’s power, and lust for victory, was he able to handle such an opponent. As well as his own lust for victory, though not as great as his swords. He took a moment to look down at his Usamane; it had been scratched by Kamael's sword. A feet that was very hard to accomplish indeed. Since Jukan’s sword was not an ordinary one, breaking it was much more difficult then that of a normal one. Jukan felt it, Usamane was in some pain. Not once has he seen Usamane in pain since he first used it. When he stood there, looking back at his opponent. He saw him stand back up and smiled at his worthy adversary. “Think you can handle another round my old friend?” he asked, awaiting his desired response from his sword.
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Post by kamael on Oct 25, 2007 15:08:27 GMT -5
"d@mn..." Kamael sttod up and flapped his wing blowing away the dust that had gathered on his suit. He sighed his facce relaxing as he watched Jukan closely. It was not everyday he fought someone on this level, someone with a equal desire to win as Kamael had. He saw the damage he inflicted on usamane. His plan was successful as he can tell the blade had weakened a little bit. The crowd all yelled for mroe , half the crowd cheered for Kamael, and the other half for Jukan. Kamael smirked and raised his sword again as he waited for Jukan to finish talking with his blade. Kamael may have been a disposer, but he would not interfere with a conversation between a sword and its master. Kamael from his experience in battle and his thoughts of the battle that had just happened made him come to a conclusion that he was equal with Jukan, but he would not give up, Kamael NEVER gave up!
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Post by Jukan Hirokutora on Oct 25, 2007 15:16:06 GMT -5
Jukan’s Usamane pulsed. He felt his pain, but he knew what was about to be done, his trump card used up. And sensing a dramatic decrease in his opponent’s strength, after all the energy he used up. Usamane was about at its limits. And if Usamane couldn’t battle, it was over for Jukan. Since all he really possessed was his speed.
“This battle…its is so invigorating to watch, if only it were me in that ring fighting, and not one of them, that would make for quite an exciting match indeed.” The ,man in black said from the back of the audience, he made his way slowly up to the front as he watched Jukan and Kamael closely. “Ready? On your mark…” Jukan said. That instant Usamane pulsed, before his opponent could react to it, Jukan had already run up behind Kamael to attempt to land a blow, be seemed slower due to exhaustion though then before.
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Post by kamael on Oct 25, 2007 15:34:38 GMT -5
Kamael was running out of energy, but would go till every last drop of effort he had was put forth. He saw Jukan move now, he was moving much slower, so at least now Kamael could react. Kamael flapped his wing sending him into the air, but not for long. Kamael turned while in mid-air then lunged forward again at Jukan gaining increased velocity since he was coming from above. He didnt have the spare energy to use any blasts of energy but he was still efficient enough with just his sword.He wanted to see how far Jukan could go, and how far usamane could go
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Post by Jukan Hirokutora on Oct 25, 2007 15:50:45 GMT -5
He had enough time in the air to position his Usamane downward, the sword clash once again, every that spread was weaker then before, but as no surprise. Both were weekend by this prolonged battle, even though the battle was not to the death, they still fought as though it were. And because of that one factor. These two found the strength to fight on. Finally one had to give, but which was it? Jukan flew backwards and landed on the ground, he was at that point unconscious, unable to move anymore. Jukan was out of the battle, but the Usamane once more pulsed. but with out someone to handle him, he was out as well…
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Post by kamael on Oct 25, 2007 15:56:32 GMT -5
Kamael fell to the ground barely conciouss, he looked at his opponent, his oponents sword, and then began to lose it. His vision was blurring out and the last thing he saw was the man in the black walking towards himself and Jukan. Things went black, and Kamael was unconciouss therefore his wing faded back down into his body. It was definetly one of the most challenging fights he had ever had, he was excited to see what would happen next time, would they meet again as enemies or allies? those questions were to be answered in the future.
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Post by Jukan Hirokutora on Oct 26, 2007 9:11:43 GMT -5
As the man approached, he asked someone along the way. “Do you have the award money for tonight’s winner?” the guy looked scared, and simply nodded his head as he hands him €1000 as he continues walking. “Ladies and gentlemen, haven’t you enjoyed watching this very interesting battle?” The voice was recognizable. It was definitely Akabane watching the whole battle from the audience. It was rumored that he actually ran this whole arena, but none could say for sure. As Akabane speaks, the crowd cheers out loud. “ Then I am both privileged and honored to split tonight’s reward of €1000 for being the last standing tonight, to these two gentlemen who fought virulently for our entertainment. They both earned it tonight….wouldn’t you all agree?” Everyone cheered even louder then, but what was weird was that Akabane was scheduled to take on some challenger tonight. But for some odd reason, he didn’t…
Reward: (this is given roughly)
Kamael: €500 + 35 EXP (a little extra for the two fights at the beginning)
Jukan: €500 + 30 EXP
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