06-19-2018, 03:36 AM
The orange haired girl heaved her breath heavily through the red and purple mix of lifeblood that dribbled from her tongue. The taste was salty and disgusting, making her swallow what she could of it to get it off her palette. She could tell her aura had been weakened by the assassin with just his gaze. Well, if that was the case, she needed to take a more defensive approach. She focused her aura as her hair slowly changed color to a dark, beautiful red. Her white dress floated in the soft breeze as the wind surrounded her. Razorback grew much larger, into its zwei-hander form. Her much-missed cat ears perched atop her head.
She knew that if this battle continued the way it was, she and Retane would both kill each other. Thankfully, she had one or two more tricks up her sleeve. The Horseman watched Amber change her appearance, with her incredible aura still revolving around her. He wasn’t going to underestimate her again after the last time and decided to take a more defensive approach. He waited for her to make the first move.
Thankfully for her, she did make the first move. She summoned a small item, laden in gold and no bigger than her own hand. With a quick motion of her wrist, she smashed the stone and let the dust created from it rain over her body. Her wounds quickly began to close up, stopping the bleeding. The bruises that littered her body also disappeared with the cuts. With a relieved sigh, the faunus took a deep breath.
Retane realized too late what she was doing and was too late to react. However, he was able to burst into close range and give her a good thrashing before she had time to react. A couple harsh blows connected to her chest and sent her skidding back. She recovered as quickly as possible, raising her giant sword in Retane’s direction. The Horseman, in turn, readied his melee weapon for a fight. The two dashed at each other.
Amber was still as swift as her last form, even with a much larger sword in her hand. Her swings all lead right into the next, with broad, untrained motions. Retane could easily see that she had sacrificed reasonable fighting skills to counter Victor’s sly attempts on her defenses. The faunus reached in with a horizontal swing, aiming for the Namekian’s chest. Her hope was to take him out by wearing him down, but he was still fast, even without his initial power-up. He leapt up and over Razorback mid-swing and brought his own blade over Amber’s head. The only way she could dodge the attack, that probably would have slit her skull in half, was to drop to the ground. Upon landing, the giant blade slid away from her grip and landed behind Retane. The Horseman’s blade collided with the stone of the arena, then went towards the faunus. It screamed against the rocks like nails against a chalkboard. Amber did anything she could to avoid being hit, even if it meant grabbing Retane’s leg by wrapping her own legs up in his. The faunus’ dress fell down to her waist, revealing the black underwear-type of shorts that she wore underneath. Victor’s nose ran with blood almost instantly just from the view.
Retane, on the other hand, was just even more displeased. Unable to use his sword in fear of stabbing himself in the foot, he put his blade away and drove his arms down at the girl’s head. She barely dodged each punch by swaying her head left and right. And mom said that her learning boxing techniques was a dumb idea. However, the simple memory of her mother sent the faunus into a serious tone. Her face grew dark.
Why was she fighting? To survive the ordeal? For her own glory? No. She was fighting to show the world, any world that faunus can be strong. The suffering inflicted on her for her cat ears was something unforgivable to most people, but this faunus was different. Instead of vengeance, she would show everyone that she was someone you shouldn’t push around.
“You’ve lost now!” The teenager screamed at the top of her lungs as she pressed her feet forward onto the Namekian forcing him to his back. The only way to win was to get one side of the teams to give in or to make them unable to continue the fight. Victor and Broly both seemed at their limits at this point, so it was down to Amber and Retane now. The only thing she could think to do at this point was to break his leg.
The faunus grabbed the horseman’s ankle and began to apply the necessary pressure. He screamed as his leg was twisted, punching at Amber with all his might. This last stand would probably decide the fight, so the faunus screamed.
“This victory is mine!!”
She knew that if this battle continued the way it was, she and Retane would both kill each other. Thankfully, she had one or two more tricks up her sleeve. The Horseman watched Amber change her appearance, with her incredible aura still revolving around her. He wasn’t going to underestimate her again after the last time and decided to take a more defensive approach. He waited for her to make the first move.
Thankfully for her, she did make the first move. She summoned a small item, laden in gold and no bigger than her own hand. With a quick motion of her wrist, she smashed the stone and let the dust created from it rain over her body. Her wounds quickly began to close up, stopping the bleeding. The bruises that littered her body also disappeared with the cuts. With a relieved sigh, the faunus took a deep breath.
Retane realized too late what she was doing and was too late to react. However, he was able to burst into close range and give her a good thrashing before she had time to react. A couple harsh blows connected to her chest and sent her skidding back. She recovered as quickly as possible, raising her giant sword in Retane’s direction. The Horseman, in turn, readied his melee weapon for a fight. The two dashed at each other.
Amber was still as swift as her last form, even with a much larger sword in her hand. Her swings all lead right into the next, with broad, untrained motions. Retane could easily see that she had sacrificed reasonable fighting skills to counter Victor’s sly attempts on her defenses. The faunus reached in with a horizontal swing, aiming for the Namekian’s chest. Her hope was to take him out by wearing him down, but he was still fast, even without his initial power-up. He leapt up and over Razorback mid-swing and brought his own blade over Amber’s head. The only way she could dodge the attack, that probably would have slit her skull in half, was to drop to the ground. Upon landing, the giant blade slid away from her grip and landed behind Retane. The Horseman’s blade collided with the stone of the arena, then went towards the faunus. It screamed against the rocks like nails against a chalkboard. Amber did anything she could to avoid being hit, even if it meant grabbing Retane’s leg by wrapping her own legs up in his. The faunus’ dress fell down to her waist, revealing the black underwear-type of shorts that she wore underneath. Victor’s nose ran with blood almost instantly just from the view.
Retane, on the other hand, was just even more displeased. Unable to use his sword in fear of stabbing himself in the foot, he put his blade away and drove his arms down at the girl’s head. She barely dodged each punch by swaying her head left and right. And mom said that her learning boxing techniques was a dumb idea. However, the simple memory of her mother sent the faunus into a serious tone. Her face grew dark.
Why was she fighting? To survive the ordeal? For her own glory? No. She was fighting to show the world, any world that faunus can be strong. The suffering inflicted on her for her cat ears was something unforgivable to most people, but this faunus was different. Instead of vengeance, she would show everyone that she was someone you shouldn’t push around.
“You’ve lost now!” The teenager screamed at the top of her lungs as she pressed her feet forward onto the Namekian forcing him to his back. The only way to win was to get one side of the teams to give in or to make them unable to continue the fight. Victor and Broly both seemed at their limits at this point, so it was down to Amber and Retane now. The only thing she could think to do at this point was to break his leg.
The faunus grabbed the horseman’s ankle and began to apply the necessary pressure. He screamed as his leg was twisted, punching at Amber with all his might. This last stand would probably decide the fight, so the faunus screamed.
“This victory is mine!!”
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Amber switched to her base form, continued to use her Semblance, and used her Healing Dust to restore some of the damage she had taken during the fight.
0/6 SP remaining.
This post ends the first round fight, we are ready to be graded and scored.
"I've been neglected, harassed, beaten, and diminished all my life. What motivates me to continue? The glory of proving people wrong. Being worth more than the numbing existence offered me. To be a hero." - Amber