[h2][center]Geralt of Rivia[/center][/h2]
[center]Limsa Lominscuttle- Kanzuki Beach[/center]
[center]Lvl 9 (76/90) -> Lvl 9 (77/90) [/center]
[center]Word Count: 597 words[/center]

[hider=New Power- Lightning Infusion] By calling upon the power of the Orphan, Geralt can wreathe his weapon (Be it the claws granted by his fusion with the Harbor Water Demon, his blade, his crossbow or energy pistol, or even his grenades!) in electricity, granting a minor but cumulative stunning effect against enemies he strikes for roughly a minute, as well as additional damage. This has a similar "stamina" cost to casting a Sign. [/hider]

Geralt watched the fight between Sakura and Birdie carefully. The Street Fighter was quick, skillful, and agile, that much he had already known. Watching her practically dance around the rotund bodyguard wielding a mechanical implement as a weapon, however, emphasized the difference between their fighting styles all the more. Where Geralt tended to fight with brutal efficiency overlayed with a touch of demoralizing finesse, Sakura's movements were sometimes grand and over-the-top, and sometimes so amazingly efficient that he wondered whether the fighting style she learned wasn't half-spectacle and half-combat. Even if it was, she had shown so far that she knew when each was necessary, as the grand spectacle attacks were like haymakers in that, while risky for opening you up to counters, they helped add immense amounts of energy and power behind the blows they dealt. 

When she finished the battle with a comedically overtuned kick, Sakura bounced and cheered like a little kid, even showing off her win to her allies and friends like one would show off a particularly good shot on a target. He gave her a good few claps with a small smile, while Yennefer was more polite and reserved about it, not as pleased with the casual brutality. "For what it's worth, I'm fairly certain that they have some...passive sort of energy that cushions their blows. Birdie and Sakura ought to be much more brutalized from those hits, yet I don't see or smell much blood at all on them. He [i]might[/i] have a bit of a bloody lip, at worst. It's not quite like the fights I got up to to make coin while we were hunting for Ciri and preparing to fight the Wild Hunt."

Yennefer, perhaps predictably, rolled her eyes. "Mmm, and might I ask exactly where that coin is now?"

"Spent most of it to prepare to fight Eredin. Lost some of it between arriving here and meeting the others, it's...a bit fuzzy, to be honest. Think that's from Galeem." Yennefer nodded, seemingly satisfied enough with the reasoning, even if he knew she wasn't a fan of his 'gallivanting while I'm trying to find our daughter'. 

Witchers needed coin, what could he say? 

The strange device that Kamek tried on Bowser, however, caught his eye. 

"So, looks like it works." He stated to the newly-transformed witch. "Overheard you mentioning it. That could be downright vital to optimizing what the hell comes out of those Spirits. Good job finding it." As usual, any praise was careful, concise, and correct. No over-stating the effort, no wasting time with flowery bullshit. 

"But I think I'm done with fusing for a while, personally. Still not entirely sure what that...thing...did to me. I've...been more irritable, I think. I don't know if that's from the Maw, it, or both, but it's there. And I feel...something extra in me. Like a...humming. It's hard to describe, but there's a power in me I don't remember having before any of this." Looking out over the ocean, Geralt felt a slight sense of calm. Likely the Harbor Water Demon's doing. "It's like the Breaching Bastion she gave me. I know it's there, even if I don't fully understand it yet."