[color=f26522][b]Old Dread Tavern[/b][/color] [@Jerkchicken][@Senshu D Tyra][@malmshodes][@BladeSS4]

[color=f26522]“As if such an attack have an effect on me!!”[/color] The werewolf pummeled the attack away with his thick arm. The thrusting wind attack however did make a gash on the wolf. But Gael’s wound healed so quickly that not even a scar remained. With one slam on the table from the humongous werewolf, the tables cracked into splinters, the floor underneath dislodged in a huge blast from its sheer strength.

Not a single corner of the bar was spared from the splintering floors or the overturned table. That man carries the same vibe as one of her crewmates, but this time its on the enemy side. Letting her thoughts slip away, Alesia embraced the Oneness, focusing everything on her core of her weight to anchor herself against the unstable ground made by Gael. 

Alesia's one strong slash on the werewolf, but just as the slash almost got through the Werewolf's arm, the injury healed and regenerated. It will take more than brute force alone to take down Gael.

[color=6ecff6]“He is sure a rowdy one…”[/color] Amidst the chaos, a crystal wall was erected in front of Mila.

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[color=fff79a][b]Alley [/b][/color]@BladeSS4's Bakuto

[color=fff79a]“Uncrumple.” [/color]Ezequiel’s iron staff unfolded towards the Dragonfire. As both ends of the attack collides, the dragonfire crumpled at the first touch of Ezequiel’s iron rod. But at the next moment, the huge Dragonfire proved too thick for that man to crumple, as the stream of dragonfire wrestled itself back at Ezequiel’s direction. His eyebrows twitched at this scene, his other free hand raised up towards the air. [color=fff79a]“Crumple”[/color]

The smoke clears, Ezequiel stood above an alley’s rooftop. Even with the use of Soru, he wouldn't be able to get away from a Dragon Breath of this scale. Yet that man had done the impossible, futhermore returning attack with a simple Uncrumpling iron rod at Bakuto. A strike from an iron rod doesn't look threatening, but Ezequiel's 'weak' attack crumpled Bakuto's dragon scales like paper.

[color=fff79a]“Just when I thought flying types are already rare enough, a Dragon, a Mythical Zoan stands before me. But something tells me that you're struggling control with that powerful fruit of yours.”[/color] Ezequiel recrumpled his iron rod, something around his free hand seems to crumple & uncrumple. [color=fff79a]“With my fruit, even 'Distance' can be crumpled. Mind if I ask on your name, and the name of your fruit as well?”[/color]