[@Eklispe]
[hider=Sol Windblade's Exam]
The man grinned and roared as the he and Sol had their final clash. Sol planned to block the damage with his shoulder; the Man wouldn't let that stop him. He twisted his body radically and placed more power into the blow, planning to bust through his defense completely. This was a punch designed to fell giants!

It was a tense race, Sol's sword had the advantage of range, but the Man had a head start, not to mention the speed of his blow. Blade pierced flesh, and fist broke bone, and blood was drawn.

Sol was blown upwards and launched straight out of the stadium, the entire side of his body mangled, not to mention his shoulder. The man stood crouched on one knee, fist still in place from where he punched Sol. A smile graced his face.

"Well done. Not quite there yet, but well done."

Standing up, Sol's blade was lodged deep into his body, however, he had missed the heart. In the heat of the moment the sword and pierced his shoulder, and exited the other side. 

"So very close, Mr. Windblade."
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[@The ghost in black]

"Ah, I see. That's much more preferable. Living with an undead would have made life quite unlively. I am glad you're not-," she began saying, before being splashed in the face by Aleksandra. Her face remained impassive. "Pft pft, as I was saying," she continued nonchalantly, "I'm glad you're not dead. In any case, you don't have to be in any hurry to inform me of your demise. I imagine it'll be quite difficult to do so, as you're dead."

All said with a completely straight face, of course. 

Meruin peered at Aleksandra's fingers with open curiosity. "That asides, what was that?" she questioned, replaying in her mind the way Aleksandra's aura formed a claw around her hand.