The Doors of the Dojo Open (x10)

Extended to her full height, Shemha’s long legs looked to connect solidly with the center of the Saiyan’s chest. Instead though, they met air as he proved his own agility with an arching dodge. The sudden shift in position left her at a severe disadvantage, overcommitted to her attack and vulnerable. Below her he was well grounded and armed with a blade of pure energy, a blatant opportunity that the soldier did not miss.

Shemha’s hiss of pain matched the sound of his energy blade cutting through her legs at mid shin level. With her power suppressed the soft skin parted as easily as water around a divide. Distracted by the pain of her appendages being severed, her concentration broke long enough for her to fall to the floor. Hitting hard she rolled one way as the lower portion of her legs tumble a different way. As Purika gracefully created distance and sank into a stance, Shemha ended up on her belly and about a foot shorter than she was seconds ago.

Her head snapped up to regard the warrior across from her as the sensation of pain subsided and her grimace was replaced by a grin. A thought brought her up off the tiled floor and into the air, no capable of standing just yet due to her lack of feet.

”So you’re not afraid to hurt me I see. Good. The battlefield is unforgiving and so training sessions should be. Our foes will not hesitate to strike us down.”

As she spoke her severe legs dissolved into twin puddles of goo, each stagnant for a moment before they shot towards Shemha. With a slap they collided with what remained of her legs and quickly began to reshape them. In seconds, she was back to herself.

”Maybe go for my head next time?” She joked as she set back down to the dojo floor, ready to continue.

No techniques used.
2/3 KP

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”Please, Accordio. Give yourself from credit. On Namek you threw yourself between Walker and I with little hesitation. You may have limited strength now, but you have the heart of a warrior.” She responded with an honest smile. The moment was not one she would forget. Having sworn to protect him and Namek, something only partially successful at this current time, it was he who jumped in the way to save her. Together along with the others they weathered the storm that was Walker’s betrayal and all of them were warriors that day.

Interested to see what this “non-warrior” would attempt next, she held her ground as the floor of the dojo rose around her. Initially she expected him to attempt some sort of imprisonment, trap her within the altered terrain in order to prepare his next attack. How boring she thought, the material that was the floor of the dojo far from strong enough to hold her at bay. To her delight the plan was more direct than that.

Exits cut off; he chose to come at her. In a way it was almost comical, his small figure charging hers with a clear intent to engage. Almost comical though because she did not under estimate them. He was young, but wise beyond his years and if he could simply master the art of combat and apply his intellect…Accordio would be a handful for anyone.

Using his natural elasticity, he struck from several yards away, his fist connecting solidly with her jaw. Unblocked, the blow twisted her to the side before it shot her backwards into the rear wall of the temporary enclosure. Blinking to clear the stars from her vision she could sense him and hoped he would continue his assault. Playing up the hit a little she chose to stifle her own offense for just a while longer, body gathering more energy as she wondered what his next move might be.

No techniques used.
2/3 KP

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Gastro’s training varied according to his own words. Variety was the spice of life and the key to becoming a well-rounded fighter. The more opponents Shemha found herself against the greater her arsenal became. Being Majin amplified that even more as the enemies she absorbed allowed her to learn each and every one of their techniques. Knowledge and adaptation went hand in hand with power if you wanted to be a successful warrior. Gastro had the foundation.

For a moment it seemed as if her assessment was incorrect, the large Namekian rushing her head on like before. However, he pulled up short and with a stomp of his foot a chunk of the floor flipped into the air. Launched like a projectile she gave him credit for the creativity, even though it was easy to handle. A simple backhand sent the tile sailing away, but only after it was too late did she see the distraction for what it was.

Two large fists slammed into her chest, forcing her backwards. Bare feet dragged against the floor of the dojo she slid to a stop several yards away. Hand to her chest, she smirked. He caught her off guard, there was no denying it. Again she was pleased to see he wasn’t just some giant green brute.

”Clever…” Shemha commented. Despite taking the solid hit, she held her ground. With a deep breath she willed her body to shift. Her arms shifted down her side, towards where her lower ribs would be and two more sprouted from along the sides of her chest. Stretching all four appendages, four hands motioned for him to come at her again. Let her see how he handled this.

[UT]Four-Witches used to give Shemha four arms.

3/3 KP

The trick worked although it was quite a simple one, damn did it feel good. "Eh, its clever? Most people I fight call it cheap." Gastro groaned a bit, as he rolled his arms in a clockwise position. He sighed again Shemha was strong but was also tricky to beat he realized from punching her, her body was flexible and bouncy it was...annoying to say the least. He continued to think on how to beat her because it was certainly going to be difficult just what could he think of at the moment? He decided to screw it, for now, his gut and battle instinct and experience was all he needed in a fight.

He then noticed Shemha body tricks and he twitched a bit. "Oh common, are you really that scared of me that you have to use four arms? Do you really think it'll make a difference in this fight huh?" He grinned as Shemha made the motion to come forward Gastro would throw it right back at her, taunting her. "Here I'll give myself a handicap one arm against four how about that?" He tucked away his right arm behind his back. He was going to do something sneaky, some people may call it dirty but this was a fight after all. The arm that was behind his back was charging ki into his fist if Shemha took the bait and ran forward he'd have a surprise waiting for her. He kept a Cocky grin on him just hoping that she'd take the bait.

Mighty punch is used! Currently charging at 33% next turn it'll be 66%
KP 1/3

(I'M BACK! Shemha