Duke it out [open] Sept 4, 2017 21:30:13 GMT
Post by Sansho on Sept 4, 2017 21:30:13 GMT
BASE POWER LEVEL: 121,568
GAIN BONUSES: DE Gains | CURRENT POWER LEVEL: 364,704 (Demonic Will Active)
A crowd was starting to gather. It could prove to be somewhat cumbersome for the demon. His eyes shifted around the scenery, taking note of who was here, although he was quick to dismiss their presence. No, all but two. From across the storm he could make out a tall figure, their silhouette all too familiar. No one could mistake those curved goat horns. "So, you have finally arrived as well," the demon called out, his bright red eyes shining through the snowfall and boring into the zoanthrope. "You are not my opponent today. Do not get in the way of my battle, unless—"
His eyes snapped open. He could feel the second presence alongside Chai. It was all too similar to his own. Sharp teeth gritted behind closed lips, ready to crack under the force. He scrunched his nose and huffed. "You would dare to bring a demon in my presence?" he chided the young caprine, his voice soaked with venom and spite. "If this is your friend that you had spoken to me about once before, then I will refrain from unleashing my wrath. You had best keep him on a tight leash." His eyes shifted slightly back to Chai. "And you can only help by standing back. You will not impede my bloodlust."
His eyes caught sight of one of the others moving along the snow. It was the young white-haired boy, his pace hurried to the other woman. For a moment Sansho had expected him to intervene and take a side, though it was quickly dismissed. Still, he kept an eye on him, and did not remove him from mind. He had not anticipated the woman to be his mother; the power level difference was so vast that it was incomprehensible to the demon to fathom a child stronger than their parent.
But before he could ponder further, he felt the snow from in front of his feet kick up and flick onto his gi. This other woman had fired a single shot, though whether it was intended to miss or to be a deterrent was unknown to Sansho. He had hardly cared either. He only had to take his attention away from her for a brief second and she had already taken advantage of it. He wasn't to make the same mistake twice.
Collan had ordered Amar to get away from here, although it seemed as though she wasn't going to obey her son. Instead she made her way to Denim, and collapsed on her knees. She was asking for death, despite having any and all opportunity to avoid it. The sight of it made the demon irate and sick.
"Foolish girl," chided Sansho to Amar, blunt and callous with his words. He grasped the back of her collar with large digits and dragged her backwards, tossing her out of the way and into the snow. He gazed back at the other, looking upon her bulked form. "I am your opponent. Prepare yourself!"
Snow exploded from where the warrior once was, kicking up into the air and outwards as he dashed towards Denim with great speed. A single punch lashed outwards, but was met with her crossed arms, with her having anticipated and attack. With a huff, Sansho vaulted over her and landed behind, aiming to drive a sharp elbow into the small of her back. Should it connect, it would be enough to send her hurling forwards.KP: 3/3
OOC Notes: Some small talk, chucking Amar out of the crossfire, and going to land a few normal hits on Denim. Let's get this going!