06-13-2018, 06:17 PM
Dangling almost helplessly as he felt the surge of energy escaping off the now dark eco that held him in a tight grip around his collar, he knew this wasn’t a good position. His paw would grab at the hand clutching his neck, squeezing what life he could from him as healing himself didn’t count for suffocation. Not that it seemed he was going for that, Jaks crazed new transformation wanting nothing more than his blood, struggling proved futile, and even now he could feel the strength leaving his body.
“GUAHH!” Screaming as he felt his claw stab into his kidney the weasel’s heart rate was climbing, already as the pain felt unbearable, however that wasn’t all for him. Feeling his body being slammed into the stone flooring, he almost went limp. His head hurting massively as did most of his body, Jak managed to get insanely strong almost instantly, to the point that he was nearly about to pass out from Jak’s onslaught. But he’d keep hold of his sword.
Losing air and focus of everything around him the weasel would pull his other away from his collapsing air way and holding it to his weapon before pulling his paw off and placing it on his body. Leaving a glowing paw print there as the pain he was currently smashing into his body seemed to be dull, almost just small tinges as the weasel had some brief moments to collect himself once his bodies mind blocked out the searing pain he was going through.
Choking still, he had little time and charged the healing side of his blade, allowing cuts to now be mended instead of causing pain as Ricter soon would shove the sword into Jak’s arm. Of course by instinct the Jak would try to knock it away, however his hand passed right through the swords edge harmlessly, as it would stick strait into his arm while the weasels eyes were beginning to roll up, only to see that Cell was being gutted. The flurry of electricity dancing off Ash’s weapon was the only indication of her approach as suddenly her mechanized weapon of sadistic pleasure would aim to penetrate the man.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be next.”
He could hear from Jak as he scoffed at the sword currently inside of his arm, even reaching for it but he’d do him the favor of pulling it out for him as it did no damage, didn’t even hurt. With everyone watching in awe at the gore filled display once Ricter was done channeling, fighting through the pain all together the blade would become no longer able to mend cuts, but give them. Forming together inside of his arm as the weapon stayed in his arm but a streak of pain and blood follow it, exactly what he was looking for. Twisting his legs around his arm he would aim to pull him down, tucking and doing a death roll to the left which forced Jak to release him.
Scrambling to get up now as his sword clanged on the ground he harked, trying to make his collapsed lungs gain some kind of air before he’d manage to get up. Healing himself once again as the mark stayed on his body, looking to Cell who seemed almost too late to help he knew that as she was cleaving down his body he would in fact be next, but that wouldn’t stop him now as Ricter recovered quickly.
His healing abilities seemed to be fairly potent, and with a blind sprint he would try to head for Cell as his partner was currently enjoying the sweet sensation of being cut in half, probably again given his history. Ricter rammed his sword strait into Cell, as if he were betraying him, football tackling him to the ground as Ash’s weapon dripped with the blood of his partner, letting them fall a few feet away.
“--and spit-roasted? Damn your giving me a run for my money.”
Ash’s comment would be ignored as Ricter would use nearly all of his remaining energy to heal him. Cell was basically dead, or as close as you could get too it, only thing holding him together was his own innate body and now Ricters sword as he closed the wound and even more so healed some of the damage from her attack, or at least as much as he could before standing and pulling out the blade from the green bug mans chest.
“Never though I’d be faced with two demons at one time in this tournament.”
“Throwing out complements wont save you from my toy, fuzzy.” The demoness winked.
Not amused at all, this would be ignored also. “Cell get up please, I didn’t waste all my power on healing you just so you could stay down.” He’d say as the bug man growled, standing up after his near death penetration.
“Shut it, your help will be appreciated in silence till this is over!”
“No problem, any time, Cell.” The weasel smirked, speaking in a snarky tone while giving a thumbs up to him.
“GUAHH!” Screaming as he felt his claw stab into his kidney the weasel’s heart rate was climbing, already as the pain felt unbearable, however that wasn’t all for him. Feeling his body being slammed into the stone flooring, he almost went limp. His head hurting massively as did most of his body, Jak managed to get insanely strong almost instantly, to the point that he was nearly about to pass out from Jak’s onslaught. But he’d keep hold of his sword.
Losing air and focus of everything around him the weasel would pull his other away from his collapsing air way and holding it to his weapon before pulling his paw off and placing it on his body. Leaving a glowing paw print there as the pain he was currently smashing into his body seemed to be dull, almost just small tinges as the weasel had some brief moments to collect himself once his bodies mind blocked out the searing pain he was going through.
Choking still, he had little time and charged the healing side of his blade, allowing cuts to now be mended instead of causing pain as Ricter soon would shove the sword into Jak’s arm. Of course by instinct the Jak would try to knock it away, however his hand passed right through the swords edge harmlessly, as it would stick strait into his arm while the weasels eyes were beginning to roll up, only to see that Cell was being gutted. The flurry of electricity dancing off Ash’s weapon was the only indication of her approach as suddenly her mechanized weapon of sadistic pleasure would aim to penetrate the man.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be next.”
He could hear from Jak as he scoffed at the sword currently inside of his arm, even reaching for it but he’d do him the favor of pulling it out for him as it did no damage, didn’t even hurt. With everyone watching in awe at the gore filled display once Ricter was done channeling, fighting through the pain all together the blade would become no longer able to mend cuts, but give them. Forming together inside of his arm as the weapon stayed in his arm but a streak of pain and blood follow it, exactly what he was looking for. Twisting his legs around his arm he would aim to pull him down, tucking and doing a death roll to the left which forced Jak to release him.
Scrambling to get up now as his sword clanged on the ground he harked, trying to make his collapsed lungs gain some kind of air before he’d manage to get up. Healing himself once again as the mark stayed on his body, looking to Cell who seemed almost too late to help he knew that as she was cleaving down his body he would in fact be next, but that wouldn’t stop him now as Ricter recovered quickly.
His healing abilities seemed to be fairly potent, and with a blind sprint he would try to head for Cell as his partner was currently enjoying the sweet sensation of being cut in half, probably again given his history. Ricter rammed his sword strait into Cell, as if he were betraying him, football tackling him to the ground as Ash’s weapon dripped with the blood of his partner, letting them fall a few feet away.
“--and spit-roasted? Damn your giving me a run for my money.”
Ash’s comment would be ignored as Ricter would use nearly all of his remaining energy to heal him. Cell was basically dead, or as close as you could get too it, only thing holding him together was his own innate body and now Ricters sword as he closed the wound and even more so healed some of the damage from her attack, or at least as much as he could before standing and pulling out the blade from the green bug mans chest.
“Never though I’d be faced with two demons at one time in this tournament.”
“Throwing out complements wont save you from my toy, fuzzy.” The demoness winked.
Not amused at all, this would be ignored also. “Cell get up please, I didn’t waste all my power on healing you just so you could stay down.” He’d say as the bug man growled, standing up after his near death penetration.
“Shut it, your help will be appreciated in silence till this is over!”
“No problem, any time, Cell.” The weasel smirked, speaking in a snarky tone while giving a thumbs up to him.
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Ricter used Lanor: Aleviate to make the pain go away.
Before escaping Jak’s grasp using Lanor: Mend to recharge his weapon.
Spending 1 SP (2/4) to heal himself once again.
Before finally shoving his sword into Cell and spending 1 SP (1/4) and making some T1 Super Utility Restorations on the big hole that’s in his chest, spending another 1 SP (0/4).