With an expert roll, Naja dodged to the side and avoided the Falcon Dive attack completely. The large axe, crackling with energy, struck not but asphalt before fizzling out of existence entirely. The only evidence it had ever been was a not so inconsiderate crack in the pavement, a good half foot deep. She charged forward at the man, who charged himself. So long as he was facing South, Pacho would not let up his relentless assault. The Swiss cyborg moved in with a feint, but he did not care. One fighting with reason and analysis in his style would have thought about a response, attempted to block or dodge around, and possibly get tripped up by the feint. However one who knew only aggression just fought through the feint, caring not how to best dodge, block, or counter. As such he manifested another weapon, this one a blunt gunstock warclub, and swung it straight down with both hands for a mighty blow. The club landed on the space of skin between the shoulder and chest with impressive force, though it was only a glancing blow thanks to the angle of her body during her kick. Her own cybernetic leg connected with Pacho's unguarded right side, knocking him a good few feet and sweeping him about 90 degrees. His weapon vanished, as all the others did, and he recovered quickly back to his feet. However something was clearly off about the man.

Pacho's side was black with bruising from the mechanical kick. Such a blow would have normally broken bones or crippled a man who took it full on, unguarded. That he was still able to fight, even through intense pain, was a testament to the Native American man's constitution. [color=goldenrod]"West to take down the opponent. I will no longer hold anything back. Prepare to face my most powerful technique!"[/color] Pacho's stance altered slightly. No longer did he look as someone ready to bash or cut his enemy with an invisible weapon, but he was more balanced in his own body, more even. He crouched down, then sprang upward with tremendous speed and height, more than ten feet into the air! [color=goldenrod]"The technique for which I am named, Thunderbird Clash!"[/color] His entire body glowed a bright yellow and energy crackled in the air. His chi took on a physical form surrounding him, completely blocking Pacho's body from sight. He resembled a large golden bird, surging with power. Talons extended, he shot straight down toward Naja like a bolt of lightning at a 45 degree angle.

Meanwhile, Sam had opted to take O-Chul's own final attack head on. He didn't have many options considering the vast speed difference, and so he charged straight into the orb of chi with an impressive shoulder check. The attack collided into the ball of his shoulder with impressive force, enough even to injured him through sheer blunt trauma alone. Not only did it dislocate his shoulder from the socket, but it also ripped away his entire sleeve leaving his bare skin exposed for the others to see.

The chi ball absorbed the impact and shot backward with even greater speed and force than it started with. O-Chul's eyes grew wide as the inevitable raced toward him. To avoid his own attack by virtue of his own speed he would have needed to be in prime condition, and even then only barely would make it by the skin of his teeth. His damaged leg made such a feat impossible. He could have used his shadow glide technique but had been far too liberal in his use of special techniques in this fight already, and was tapped out. All he could do was cross his arms to brace for impact, laughing madly the whole way. His signature super art, the Thæng bx lbīch, struck true, shattering the bones in both his arms and sending him flying back twenty feet on hard pavement, losing a lot of skin in the process. O-Chul was unconscious, completely and thoroughly defeated, yet he wore a gleeful smile across his face.

However with the loss of O-Chul did not follow the removal of him as a dangerous influence on the battle, for his Thæng bx lbīch continued to fly about. After hitting its creator it struck a randomly parked car, destroying half the thing before flying toward a building. Huge chunks of concrete broke off as it bounced from there toward its next target randomly chosen by physics: it would collide into the duo of Naja and Pacho at the exact moment the Thunderbird Clash technique landed.

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Pacho: Super Art discovered - Thunderbird Clash - Pacho envelops himself in a cloak of chi so thick he appears to become a golden bird made of living lightning, then streaks toward the opponent in a display of power and speed. His body is invulnerable to harm from all but the largest, most powerful attacks in this state, making dodging far more practical. It comes with a dangerous recovery time afterward.