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Post by night sky on Nov 21, 2009 10:00:33 GMT -5
Fox's eye's went feral, just before the Axe would slam down upon him severing his head from his body, More of an inconvenience then any thing. Fox pushed up and away allowing the Axe to slam down where he had been. rolling to his feet, the Kitsune started snapping a series of hand signs. Lightning blits blade!" He touched the lightning in his hand to his sword and it started coursing with electricity, a lot of electricity. charging forward, the feral eyed kitsune feinted a right slash and cut lose with a powerful upward slash.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Nov 26, 2009 15:43:53 GMT -5
Zin Kain roared in pain at the poison dart, before catching the star Waddle Dee threw at him. "Stubborn, little ball of fluff!!!" Then Fox's attack came knocking him three feet back, surprisingly only scratching the creature's tough skin. "... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..."
Zin Kain lifted his head once more... Revealing an insidious sneer. "So, you're much stronger then I thought..."
... Fox could almost swear a shadow moved on it's own accord...
At least before the shadow detatched itself, along with a thousand others, and merged themselves with the giant beast. For those that could sense aura's they would feel Zin Kain's powers exponentially increase, his strength doubling, his sheer muscle mass and height adding on, and, in one grand moment, the beast became even bigger, badder, and stronger.
Putting a hand over the injuries caused by Waddle Dee, Fox, Rita, and the assassin, the injuries healed immediately. "Still think you can stand a chance?" With a T-Rex like roar, the beast pounded both fists into the ground, causing a shockwave to blast in a full circle. The arena shook on it's very foundations.
"Then tempt fate again, and come at me."
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Post by tsifan on Nov 26, 2009 16:11:34 GMT -5
At the far end of the stadium a stray shadow ran off into the audience area as a asian man came out of it and sat down onto the chair. Bashton felt bored and wanted to watch a bit of good old fashion fighting.
Balrog was knocked off his feet by the shockwaves and waddled in frustration to get back upwards.
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