[center] [img]https://imgur.com/Zqov1w1.png[/img] ▶︎• ၊၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌၊|• 4:07 [sub][url=https://youtu.be/mljN3Zwy0mU?si=ndm6tHYctF7VNQu3]I Walk Alone – Saliva[/url][/sub] [img][/img] [color=D10000][b]Location :[/b][/color] Type-004 Nuclear Aircraft Carrier [color=D10000][b]Date :[/b][/color] December 25[sup]th[/sup], 2022 [color=D10000][b]Time :[/b][/color] 5:21 (UTC+8) [/center] While the rest was occupied, Raja was still eager to hunt down Wu Shufen. Normally, he would’ve treated animals like monkeys rather gently, but this time? Let God have mercy on the Wukong wannabe because he sure as hell wouldn’t. Cristina was with him, too, the sight of the fellow Arms Master getting wounded still vivid in his memories. It impressed him how she was still able to shrug the injury off like it did her little to no harm, but then again, Arms Masters like both himself and Cristina were more resilient than an average human being. [color=D10000]“Cristina, are you alright?”[/color] Raja asked, his strides swift yet steady as they fell fairly close to his comrade’s. [color=D10000]“I thought you were seriously wounded back there. Any clue as to where the monkey—”[/color] Speaking of the devil, Wu Shufen emerged just in time, blocking their path. Raja was quick to halt his strides, eye widening when he took the sight of the many accompanying bodyguards standing behind the Monkey King in an orderly coordinated square. Despite the threatening sight, the Sumatran Tiger showed no fear. After all, he’d tackled worse during his tenure in Hammer of Masters, having survived agonizing torments and adversaries as deadly as Wu Shufen and his stooges. [color=D10000]“Heh. There you are, [i]monyet kecil[/i],”[/color] he scoffed, tightening his grips around the Iron Fangs. [color=D10000]“I knew you weren’t man enough to face either of us by yourself. Well, I suppose you’re not even a man to begin with. You’re just a terrified little boy trying to hold his own against an army of grown men. Better grow a pair now, or else, you will [b]never[/b]—”[/color] A loud cough abruptly left his mouth, disrupting his belittling words. The foam that the nuzzles on the deck emitted managed to reach his nostrils, albeit faintly. Though even if it was just a faint scent, it stung his nose more than it was supposed to be capable of doing, successfully serving as a distraction for the ferocious Sumatran Tiger. And by the time he managed to recover from the suffocating scent, it was all too late. A shockwave was sent in his direction, mimicking his own as it staggered and launched him to the back. A harsh collision was formed between his back and the metal floor. [b][i]THUD![/i][/b] [color=D10000]“Urgh! Dammit!!”[/color] Raja cussed, trying to pick himself up with his forearm over his back. The Sumatran Tiger hadn’t even fully recovered, but Wu Shufen had already closed in, as swift as a speeding bullet when he mimicked Cristina’s teleportation quirk. His Iron Fangs had already dissipated when his prior stance faltered upon the impact of the Earth-shattering shockwave, but it was nothing to be worried about, though, for he could always summon them back into his hands in a blink of an eye. [color=D10000]“Cheater! First, you ran away, and now, you stole my technique?”[/color] Raja asked furiously, as critical and uncompromising as ever. [color=D10000]“Is that the best you can do or are you as incompetent as I assume you are?”[/color] Either way, as much as he wouldn’t like it, Raja had to admit that Wu Shufen imitated his move perfectly well, as though they’d learned the same chi-gathering technique from the same master. Knowing this in mind, the Sumatran Tiger had to be careful. Tackling his furred adversary with unpredictable moves should be considered one of the tactics if he wanted to gain the upper hand. With the Iron Fangs now materializing back into his wrapped hands, Raja wasted no chance and lunged in Wu Shufen’s direction. He swung both of his blades alternately, aiming to leave the furred staff wielder wounded and bled. [b][i]SLASH![/i][/b] [b][i]SLASH![/i][/b] [b][i]SLASH![/i][/b] [b][i]WHACK![/i][/b] Once connected, the former cage-fighting champion would ride his instep towards the staff that the monkey boy had been holding, utilizing a silat-styled crescent kick to, hopefully, knock the lengthy weapon out of its wielder’s grip. He didn’t forget to check out the other Arms Master nearby, finding out that she’d been ambushed by the ape lord’s stooges. [color=D10000]“Cristina, defend yourself!”[/color] Raja urged, then—out of instinct—hurled one of his Iron Fangs towards the closest row of bodyguards, the soaring spectral blade shifting into a sizable projectile that disintegrated into smaller, scorching blasts traveling towards each and every attacking adversaries in their proximity. [b]FIN.[/b] [hider=Glossary] [img][/img] [list] [*] Monyet kecil = little monkey [/list] [img][/img] [/hider]