@AbnormaIBeast -that's when he'd strike!
"Gotcha!"
He'd exclaim while flicking his wrist upwards and towards Medaka, the same energy she used to empower her own strike and even more suddenly being flung back into her face with great explosive and destructive potential behind it!
@AbnormaIBeast -on a whole new level when it came to its usage. A simple lean back would just barely have him avoid the incoming strike to his neck, the warrior waiting for the right moment to strike as the opposition then would transition into an axe kick of her own and-
@TheGreatSeji Extending her right leg above the fake king’s head: Medaka also clock her heel with the color of arms: aiming to slam the tip of her heel against the top of his cranium. With enough force to leave a crater upon the ground they stood upon. Her eyes glared at the
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@TheGreatSeji middle, not wanting to make her objective too obvious, Medaka decided to attack other body parts as well, starting with his neck! Her fist clocked in Haki would attempt to strike his neck! If the block managed to connect, she’d follow up her petty actions by returning favor.
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@TheGreatSeji her toes against the grass.
“It looks like I will need to take this seriously after all.”
With that being said, Medaka stomped her foot forward: propelling herself forward with enough force to make the ground grumble beneath her foot. Her speed was that of a homing
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@TheGreatSeji the force of her punch would knock him back a couple of inches. Kurokami would soon backflip while the enemy regained his footing.
“Hah…”
Medaka leans down in order to take off both her shoes, and stockings. Tossing them all to the side. The now barefoot woman taps
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@TheGreatSeji Kurokami aimed to strike the male’s abdomen. If successfully landed, she would transfer her energy within the enemies core. Her goal, to strike that some location to continue building up her energy and make it explode from within him. Her energy locked like electrical bolts:
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@TheGreatSeji Kurokami swung her arms upward in order to knock the fake king off balance. Clenching her left fist so tightly that her muscles bulge: Kurokami clocked her entire being in Ki. Transferring her life energy within the cores of her knuckles. While thrusting her arm forward,
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@TheGreatSeji <“ Bring it on!”>
She spoke in his native tongue Mandarin. As both parties reached the ground: the earth beneath their feet began to crumble due to the sheer force of the monkeys’ feet. Her forearms were in pain, but she’s felt much worse. With a mighty roar,
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@TheGreatSeji her snowy white skin and clothing black as night. The powerful axe kick connected with the abnormal’s arms! Causing her teeth to clench tightly. His strength was unbelievable. Her crimson eyes glared up at the figure above. He really was trying to take her to the next life!
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@TheGreatSeji Something like this hurt for a moment, but her injuries would be healed in the midst of combat. Her eyes widened after observing the opponents actions. Quickly raising her arms above her head and clocking her entire arms within Busoshoku Haki. The color of arms making
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@TheGreatSeji Whatever that reason maybe, she had no time to think it over. As usual, Medaka didn’t dodge the first attack that came for her. The strike struck her chest, causing her to stumble backwards a couple of steps. The next strike was fast, so much so she couldn’t react in time.
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@TheGreatSeji She recognized that language. One of the many things her The End has helped her translate. Now Kurokami was wondering why it is this guy in particular was after her. Was it because of Maven’s warnings about the state of this world? Or something else in particular?
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