[h2]John Wickerspear - Lockdown[/h2]

With an unsuspecting move unlike anything he had seen before, Bristlebane's legs wrapped around his arm and the bounty hunter met a punch to the face. Yet that was not all, he then saw a crimson colored ring that blowed a small stream of fire at his face! Luckily for him, he managed to block his face or otherwise his face would've been scorched. Then he feels his arm in agonizing pain as Bristlebane's legs began to contract on his arm.

Now he did it. With a swift throw, Lockdown lets go of his other foe and throws him several meters away with incredible strength. He grips on his staff as it glows from a dark-blue to a blackish color. 

"Hmmmm, your a tricky one aren't you?" Lockdown says with displeasure, "I gotta hand it to you... that was sly. But now that I know you are yet another one of those magic-wielding bastards, I guess it's time for you to die."

Soon enough, he grips onto his staff as it glows with magical power of its own. 

"Darkness... BLAST!"

He then fires off a black beam of dark energy at his foe.