09-17-2014, 01:08 AM
Retane groaned incomprehensibly and sat up, rubbing the back of his head. His vest was ragged where his chest had been punched and a dark bruise could be seen underneath, but one look at his eyes was enough for Gouki to understand that the Namekian was far from beaten.
No matter, he thought, I’ve barely warmed up.
Breathing in deeply, the martial artist slid his leading foot towards Retane and eased into a horse stance with his knees bent at nearly 90 degrees and his legs spread wide. He clasped his hands by his side, where they were hidden from the alien by his torso, then exhaled deeply as he felt a familiar wave of heat wash over him: Satsui No Hado, the surge of murderous intent.
He could feel it radiating from his core to the extremities of his limbs, pulsing in his veins, intensifying with every breath he took. It permeated throughout his body, tingling his skin, begging to be unleashed unto the world. He accepted it. Embraced it. Reveled in it. Then focused it into the palms of his hands where it began to manifest as a red glowing light.
The alien quickly picked himself up from the ground and assumed a fighting stance, his eyes watching his opponent's every move. Now that he had felt the demon's strength, he was wearier, more careful. He’d let the demon overwhelm him once but he wouldn’t let him do it twice. He wouldn’t – no, couldn’t let him hit him like that again. Now it was his turn to--
"Gouhadouken!"
As he barked his technique’s name, Gouki thrust his open palms at Retane and from them erupted a scarlet ball of energy three feet wide. Firing it at quasi-point-blank range gave his opponent no room to evade; the concussive blast tore across the gap between them in a red streak of light and slammed hard into the Namekian’s upper body before dissipating as quickly as it had appeared. The green fighter’s eyes widened in alarm as he staggered under the sudden impact of the blow; it felt like he’d been rammed in the chest all over again.
Taking several steps back to keep from falling over, the Namekian’s look of surprise turned into a meaningful wince when he straightened himself and raised his guard. Gouki arose from his squat and resumed his relaxed side-on karate stance, an evil glint shining in his crimson eyes.
No matter, he thought, I’ve barely warmed up.
Breathing in deeply, the martial artist slid his leading foot towards Retane and eased into a horse stance with his knees bent at nearly 90 degrees and his legs spread wide. He clasped his hands by his side, where they were hidden from the alien by his torso, then exhaled deeply as he felt a familiar wave of heat wash over him: Satsui No Hado, the surge of murderous intent.
He could feel it radiating from his core to the extremities of his limbs, pulsing in his veins, intensifying with every breath he took. It permeated throughout his body, tingling his skin, begging to be unleashed unto the world. He accepted it. Embraced it. Reveled in it. Then focused it into the palms of his hands where it began to manifest as a red glowing light.
The alien quickly picked himself up from the ground and assumed a fighting stance, his eyes watching his opponent's every move. Now that he had felt the demon's strength, he was wearier, more careful. He’d let the demon overwhelm him once but he wouldn’t let him do it twice. He wouldn’t – no, couldn’t let him hit him like that again. Now it was his turn to--
"Gouhadouken!"
As he barked his technique’s name, Gouki thrust his open palms at Retane and from them erupted a scarlet ball of energy three feet wide. Firing it at quasi-point-blank range gave his opponent no room to evade; the concussive blast tore across the gap between them in a red streak of light and slammed hard into the Namekian’s upper body before dissipating as quickly as it had appeared. The green fighter’s eyes widened in alarm as he staggered under the sudden impact of the blow; it felt like he’d been rammed in the chest all over again.
Taking several steps back to keep from falling over, the Namekian’s look of surprise turned into a meaningful wince when he straightened himself and raised his guard. Gouki arose from his squat and resumed his relaxed side-on karate stance, an evil glint shining in his crimson eyes.
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