Post by Bing Gan on Oct 16, 2015 4:49:59 GMT
"I though that burst would have ended this, but I've had enough! No more holding back! You've damaged this beautiful place too much for me to go easy on you!"
Bing's aura flared to life as he stared the Namekian down. For someone who comes from a peaceful race, this guy sure was destructive. The Lookout was a wreck, and any more damage might be permanent rather than a simple repair job. The Guardian watched as Xanthon powered up to his fullest, clearly a last-ditch effort to cause some pain before he went out; but it would do the green warrior no good. Bing was done with sparring, he just wanted this home-wrecker off his Lookout! "Warrior Caste or no, you're unfit for my training until you learn some respect! It's clear that I can't teach you what it is you need to learn." His silver eyes narrowed, watching as the Warrior Clan Namek dashed forwards to attack once again.
As Xanthon closed in, he changed directions, heading skywards to send out a barrage of Ki blasts from a higher vantage point. Bing shot upwards to meet his foe, batting away the Ki attacks as he advanced. With Xanthon in range, the Guardian would send a fist for his gut, most likely making Xanthon double-over in pain. Should the strike land, he'd follow it up with a punishing kick to the back, sending the Namekian plummeting towards the tiled floor should he be struck.
If these attacks were to land, there was a very good chance Xanthon would be knocked unconscious. Bing had put his full force into those strikes, meaning they were more than enough to deal with the Namekian at his current strength.
[Possible Exit. PL please!]
(So very sorry about the wait! I feel really bad, so whenever you wanna do a follow-up just let me know!)
As Xanthon closed in, he changed directions, heading skywards to send out a barrage of Ki blasts from a higher vantage point. Bing shot upwards to meet his foe, batting away the Ki attacks as he advanced. With Xanthon in range, the Guardian would send a fist for his gut, most likely making Xanthon double-over in pain. Should the strike land, he'd follow it up with a punishing kick to the back, sending the Namekian plummeting towards the tiled floor should he be struck.
If these attacks were to land, there was a very good chance Xanthon would be knocked unconscious. Bing had put his full force into those strikes, meaning they were more than enough to deal with the Namekian at his current strength.
"I'm sorry, but you are too destructive right now. Come back when you've cooled off, and maybe we'll try this again."
If the Namekian had fallen unconscious, Bing would hoist his motionless body over his shoulder, hopping off the edge of the Lookout to slowly descend. After a moment, the two of them would arrive near the base of the Lookout, not far from a tribe of Karinga Warriors who could tend to Xanthon's wounds. Bing's frown deepened as he placed the Warrior Caste Namekian on the soft grass, clearly still upset with his potential student's actions. "I can sense good in you, but it's clouded by hatred. I don't know if you can be helped, but I'll try my best..." Bing turned away from Xanthon as his form was covered in a white aura. He took to the skies, heading back to the Lookout.
[Possible Exit. PL please!]
(So very sorry about the wait! I feel really bad, so whenever you wanna do a follow-up just let me know!)