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Heat of the Mountain


Along a stretch of mountain, a magma mage raged - his magical fire igniting portions of the mountain in flames. No longer does he live, but his fire still burns. Rocks threaten to fall loose, and some burrows remain from small cryptids known as rock moles. Where they go, no one knows, but prolonged stay down there means a threat of intense trapped heat.
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"Oof!"
Having leaped first into the teleporter, the mouse found himself falling flat on his face upon arrival, spine curling up against the wall of the cylinder.
He stood himself up fast, bouncing out of the tube and looking around.

Well, this was a cheery-looking place.
He'd sort of assumed he'd be arriving in the arena, or another just like it, which the lobby's window had been facing.

The mouse scratched his chin, watching as what appeared to be distant volcanoes spit lava and smoke into the air.
As his tail wound about him, he noted that the rocky ground was pocketed with a variety of holes, but he had no time to go exploring: there was a fight to be won here!

But where was his opponent?
Surely he hadn't been disqualified so soon?
He could see the teleporter on the opposite end of the stony barrens.

Hopping high into the air, the mouse cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, loud as he could: "HEY, RINDHEART!
COME ON OUT!"
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Rindheart stepped into the portal and came out into what could most easily be described as a hellish landscape. Raging fire, cracked and jagged rocks, reaching out with his earth magic he felt the ground beneath wasn't much better in terms of consistency. At least he could avoid stepping onto anything liable to collapse and send him crashing downwards. More importantly however... Rindheart peered forward upon hearing a fearsome yell for him, at first unable to see anything. However upon closer inspection as he made his way forward he could determine that there was a small rat in front of him. Given that rats were likely not native to this region and there was nothing one could only assume this was the creature that had called for him and was his competition.

Rindheart raised a skeptical eyebrow and approached until he was about 10 of his own footsteps away from the creature. "Are you named Pumpkin?" He asked cautiously and somewhat incredously. He was to fight a rat? Well he might not be the most impressive combatant but this was surely was an insult of some sort. Though the mouse being here alone spoke of a hidden nature, obviously there was something that deemed it worthy to participate in this tournament. Likely a shape shifter, certainly it must have access to some sort of formidable magic to make up for its size.
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As the mouse fell back to the hard ground, he saw a flash of light, and soon after someone was stepping out from the cylinder.
His tail flicked expectantly as he waited for the stranger to take heed and come his way.

It was another of those giants, perhaps even one he'd only glanced over upon his arrival into the challengers' lobby.
He was a rather old-looking human, but all the equipment he was carrying already spoke of his strength.
The mouse excitedly began rubbing his hands together.

When the man stopped but a couple meters away, the mouse's head tilted back to take in the stranger's full size.
He had the faint suspicion that he might end up having to fight several of these guys, so he better get used to their stature now.

A nod and a friendly wave was given as the question was offered to him, the mouse speaking up with a cheery, "Sure am!
You must be Rindheart."
He lashed his tail backwards, already taking up a relaxed fighting stance; rising onto two legs and spreading them apart somewhat, he held up his arms at an easy distance from his body.
If one looked hard enough at his small form, it could even be recognizable as the typical stance a kickboxer might take.

"Promise I won't go easy!
Good luck to ya!"
After giving the man a chance to respond and prepare himself, the mouse would immediately bounce up towards his opponent's face, kicking out with one of his feet.
Should the foot connect, it would give out a force equal to that of the average human fighter, enough to at least knock the man back, assuming he didn't possess an exceptionally sturdy defense.

He wasn't one to just sit around waiting to observe his opponents, after all; always best to get right on it: kick 'em fast and punch 'em hard!
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So that was how it was. The rat immediately took up a fighting stance and Rindheart got a good grip, metaphorically speaking on the ground around himself, ready to react to whatever the rat did. As soon as the rat leapt into the air Rindheart took a step back and swept upwards with both hands, with the combined diameter of about two large plates, section of rock about a hand tall rocketed out of the ground, with a hollow in the center. The makeshift cup of rock would attempt to swallow up the small rat, giving him just under two seconds to think of something, and once it did so Rindheart would close off the top of it and move forward to clasp it between his hands.
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With the man looking prepared, the mouse shot towards him, swiftly swinging his leg around in the process so that his body would accelerate into an angled spin.
The stranger would begin to take a step back, but, against the mouse's own speed, it would hardly be enough:

In less than a blink the mouse was gone, and within the second he would be before the man's face; before the man's toes would even have the chance to connect with the floor, much less swing the cup-shaped rock his way, in an instant the mouse's own foot would be connecting with his schnoz, offering up that aforementioned human kick, more than six hundred and eighty kilograms of force.

At such a distance of ten human footsteps, and so low a weight as twenty-four grams, the mouse had to be moving so fast that even a small burst of sound could be heard the second he lifted off, and in a split second it would be accompanied by the crack of a martial artist's spinning back kick to the nose.
Not only that, but his body temperature would rise so suddenly, that he would be forced to expel it into his trademark flames; at the same time his foot would connect, the air around his body would burst out into what could be termed an explosion, flames flaring out and turning him into a veritable living wheel of fire, while a force equal to that of a boxer's punch slammed his opponent's face head-on.

If his foot did connect, his other foot would immediately kick out as well, offering up a second kick to the nose that would be aimed to hit at the same time as the burning explosion from his body would punch out, adding to the overall force for what could equate, in the end, to one as powerful as the very first kick; both of these simultaneous moves would additionally propel him backwards, hopefully well out of the way of any close-quarters counter-attack.
As this would be done, the flames already around his body would spread outwards as the heat produced from such an extreme attack was dispelled, possibly burning his opponent's face in the process, had the man not been knocked out of the way, or the initial explosion having done so already.

If all went well, the mouse would gracefully land back where he'd originally been standing, and it would be almost as though he hadn't moved at all, with only the thunderous boom, a flash of cracking light, and his foe's reaction visible to the average naked eye.
The mouse would offer up a flourish and a grin to whatever audience may, in fact, be watching their duel, although his ears and eyes would not leave the ring, remaining on high alert for any retaliation that was sure to come.
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The rat was fast, alarmingly so, causing Rindheart to do the natural thing and fall back from the blur of movement heading towards his face, a movement he'd already started. This caused the kick aimed at his face to simply not connect, though the cup of earth would rise into the air missing as well. However Rindheart was already planning his next move, as he fell towards the ground he used his right hand to point at the ground where the rat would land, splaying his fingers open, the pocketed rock beneath the rat opening as well. The opening wasn't very deep, merely a foot or so and not much more than his hands-width wide. However at the same time Rindheart moved his left hand and the cup of earth that had passed by the rat now come hurtling down onto where the rat would land. The rat was fast, but shouldn't be able to change his landing position easily nor the speed at which he arrived at it, if all went according to plan the rat was about to become a sandwhich.
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With his blazing movements somehow not connecting in the least, the mouse was unable to use the second kick-off he'd planned to immediately bounce back.
Unable to change his midair momentum, his small body simply soared overhead in a long, tall arc, the erupting flash he had attempted to use as part of his attack and kickback dimming behind him.
In the flicker of less than an eye blink his toes had touched down, his momentum continuing to carry him some distance away while, gradually, his speed slowed due to friction, body flickering back into visibility.

Even at already one hundred and thirteen meters away by the time he'd hit the ground, then even more as a result of the momentum, he was already quickly bouncing away to allow some additional distance between them, before finally whirling around.

As he turned, a small rock was slamming down into the earth quite some distance behind him, its impact already done before he could even notice the hole that had simultaneously opened up in the ground beneath it, and the mouse managed to catch only the briefest of glimpses of the impact.
The mouse whipped his tail around, not yet realizing that it was the man before him controlling the earth.

"Come on, guy, stand up!" the mouse called, cupping his hands around his mouth.
He didn't intend to attack a man while he was down, or the back of his head turned to him.
Well...not in the first round, anyhow -- it just wasn't good sportsmanship.
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Rindheart rotated as he fell now that his counterattack was complete, whether it would succeed or not, and landed on his hands, pushing himself back up quickly to keep watch on his opponent. The mouse had gotten a massive amount of distance with the jump, Rindheart's attack had been conducted at the max of his range bearing in mind what he had seen of the rat's speed to try to accommodate for the distance but it had been futile. Rindheart took steady breaths and reached into his cloak, rapidly drawing two simple, even crude daggers only a few inches long, created in a moment with his metal manipulation. It looked like this match would likely be rather difficult. With the rat being so small and quick, his only options for attack were limited. He'd have to wait for the rat to give him a chance.
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The man didn't take much of a moment to stand, and the mouse gave him a cheeky wave from afar.
Now, whether his tiny hand could even be seen from such a distance....
The dark stripe over his body blended in well to the rock, although the rest of his bright orange fur stood out well enough whenever he was standing upright.

Willing again to continue the battle, the mouse began to take a few long leaps forwards, quickly bringing himself within thirty meters of his opponent.
Whoo-- and that's why you make sure your attacks don't miss!
Else you go flying halfways across the world!

The mouse paused for a brief second, taking a deep breath of that smoky air.
It was here he noticed that the columns of fire were shooting up not only on the horizon, but in the field around them.
And how he managed to figure this out, was when just such a column shot up in front of his face, blasting heat across his small form.

He gave out a shout, drowned by the noise of the fire, and shot up into the air himself.
He felt a lick of searing pain across the tip of his tail, and kicked out midair.
His body flipped over itself while the fiery column itself took a sudden right-angle turn, shooting out in the direction of his foe.
While this happened, from behind the column his body would drop into one of the many holes pocketing the arena floor, the flames soon redirecting themselves back upwards.
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Rindheart made sure he had a firm grip on the ground around himself as he waited for the mouse to get closer, ready to move at any hint of an attack, or one of those leaps turning into an attack. Instead however, a pillar of flame obscured his view of the mouse, then proceeded to fire directly at him instead of continuing upward. Rindheart once again took the defensive, pulling upward with his arms to create a curve earth wall to deflect the flames upward, somewhat like one section of a halfpipe and hopped backwards. Next move? He'd lost sight of the rat, the bugger was fast enough he could be anywhere in moments. Rindheart decided to merely wait where he was, scanning what was in front of him. If the rat was behind him and wanted to launch an attack it would succeed one way or the other. If on the otherhand the rat hadn't managed to flank him it would be best to watch what was in front of him. So Rindheart, around 7 meters from his raised earth, scanned the area in front of him for any signs of another attack. He also pulled out the rest of the metal from his bag, spreading it thinly over his back and sides, covering skin and armor alike.
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The mouse's body rolled down the burrow until the entrance sloped elsewise, leaving his head spinning.
He didn't let it spin long, however, and was soon up on his feet, hooting at the close call.

Whiskers brushed up against the tunnel walls in the darkness, the warmth in the air around him quickly rising his body temperature.
He could tell that it was a heat that even he wouldn't be able to endure for very logn.

Although itching to continue the fight, he was just curious enough to beeline it through the burrow's tunnel in the direction opposite which he had come, feeling for the curves and winds in the dark tunnel through his whiskers alone.
After a few moments a rush of air blowing back his whiskers told him where the next opening was, which he was quick to pop out of, heat wafting off his fur as he slid back into the open air.

And there was Rindheart.
The mouse hadn't ventured far, only about fifteen meters, leaving another fifteen to go; although he hadn't ended up circling entirely around the man, he was still partways behind him and to the side, enough so that the man would be able to find him should he turn his head only a little, while the mouse himself could see the tall, curved section of earth in front of his opponent.
Huh...was that there before?
Well, whatever.

The mouse's body tensed, a smirk quirking up his lips.
His tail flicked, and with a shout of, "Head's up!" he shot into the air, any chance of a surprise attack likely ruined with such a call.
Well, he DID want to make it at least SOMEwhat fair, didn't he?
Certainly wasn't overconfidence bleeding through...no, no.

Should he actually manage to connect, his feet were prepared to make a repeat of his last attempted attack: two kicks and an explosion.
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Rindheart had already acknowledged that the rat may come from a different angle so he was moving as soon as he heard the warning rather than making visual confirmation first. He immediately turned towards the voice while moving towards it. He barely saw the mouse as it hurtled towards him. However it was enough to allows his head-butt to solidly collide with the rat. Not only that but he'd used his metal control on his helmet to slam into the rat with even more force. The rat was certainly fast, but Rindheart was hoping it couldn't beat him in a strength contest.
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