[b][color=fff200]Yang Bethlehem[/color][/b] [@PaulHaynek] Yang and Nero faced one another off as the tension was thick enough that it can be cut with a knife, Yang eyes calmly assessed the distance and weapon. In her mind, she was able to draw the range that Nero was able to strike. [i]That's quite a distance.[/i] Yang noted as she drew closer, it was no staff, spear or halberd but it's still impressive. Soon, she was an inch away from Nero's striking distance. She knew it, and Nero knew it, there was little doubt between the two now. Her focus sharpened to its limit, breathing slowed and heartbeat steadied in anticipation for what's to come. Yang shifted her foot and stepped forward. Nero burst into action as he lunged forward, the sword swung from an overhead position. A fast strike, fast enough that her Master will approve. [i]Relax.[/i] Yang likewise, dashed forward as her feet and body shifted its center of gravity in tandem. Achieving top speed as her body was at its most relaxed state that she felt like liquid. Similarly, her fist struck forward, going and sliding the sword length with her prayer beads. [i]Twist.[/i] Then her body tensed and flexed itself, rapidly gaining strength as she put strength into her body. The gliding fist met with Nero arms and to him, it felt like an iron bar that wouldn't budge. Hips turned and twisted downward, building momentum from her lower legs, all moving together upwards to create a rising force as it transferred to her fist. [i]Diamond...[/i] It all culminated into a powerful fist heading straight for Nero's face. The wind and the air itself wrapping around her fist as it came closer to him. [i]Fist![/i] A loud snap echoed and the audience breathes stilled to a silence, expecting the worst. Yang let out a long breath as the tension left her body and looked up to Nero. Her fist stopped within inches of his helmet, the snap coming from the moment she twisted her fist. Nero felt a strong gust of wind at the moment she stopped her punch. That's when she backed away and gestured for him to continue. She knew better that it landed simply due to her taking advantage of Nero little knowledge of how monks fought. It wasn't fair in her opinion, and so, what better way to even this than to show him the strongest and fastest technique she had in her arsenal. "Come on, That's just the first round. I still got plenty of steam left." She chuckles and readied herself for another bout. Yang continued the spar and charged forward, her fist blurred as released a flurry of punches towards Nero. This time, Nero knew Yang's top speed and strength. Giving him information to adjust and counter as needed. --- [b][color=ed145b]Ditzy Stoneclub[/color][/b] [@PaulHaynek] "Neil!" Ditzy threw him arm upwards in joy as he recalled the last time they're together. It was the funnest time he had! Though remembering the horse lady had him immediately deflated and hunched forward depressingly. There was another friend that was gone, wasn't it? Speaking of which, those goblins still haven't returned and played with him. He missed some of his friends, parents, and tribe. [@Stern Algorithm] "But pulling vegetables is different, you grow them and then eat them. Grave robbing is bad, cause you're taking and disturbing their rest. Papa always said only bandits and bad guys do that, so grave robbing is bad. Also, skeleton and zombie taste dusty and bad." Ditzy made a disgusted face, tongue outstretched similar to one who had bitten into something rotten or bitter. "Yuck." Still, that being said, Ditzy followed the party without much complaint. As Neil prepared to push the Altissima sister cart, Ditzy noticed it and joined Neil side. Though his position was different from Neil, rather than pushing it, Ditzy was pulling it similar to how a beast of burden was attached frontward of a cart. "Ditzy can pull cart, Ditzy good at it!" Ditzy beamed, hands gripped firmly and Neil felt the strength of the grip from his own. It was like it was locked in place by metal before Ditzy singlehandedly lifted the cart upwards, alongside both sisters, inches from the ground in his enthusiasm and show of strength. "See! Ditzy carried big rocks and trees before in carts! No need for hell boars!" It nearly gave the sisters a heart attack when Ditzy shook the cart they're on for emphasis. Luckily, Ditzy brought it down gently before moving onwards, pulling them ahead without their say or input. [@13org][@ShwiggityShwah] "Let's go!" He raised a fist upwards and pumped it with a large smile. If Neil was quick, he can help Ditzy in making the journey smoother for the sisters in directing him where to go as Ditzy while able to pull the heaviest of cart with ease, was not a master in making it a comfortable ride.