Jenso glared at the woman as he headed for her. The pain in his leg made it difficult for him to walk, but the anger began to overpower his pain somewhat. Her black mask reminded him of Prisma, which only made him more angry. "You're the woman who killed everyone in Lark's village, aren't you?" He asked, and got in a combat stance. "I'm gonna kick your ass!" He shouted. It would be difficult to win with only one leg, but he needed to try.
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Jenso looked at the creature in surprise, and then turned to the mountain side where the woman was. Dacer could handle himself, he was a Ki-user after all. He needed to end this once and for all. He crawled over to a nearby, long piece of rock and used it to support himself to keep standing. He began to make his way up the mountain side, albeit slower due to his injury. 'Gotta get to her...' He thought.
Jenso quietly got on one knee, and channeled fire in his hands. He tried to shape his fire into a fireball and launch it at Dacer's stomach. '...This might be the end..but I won't give up!' He thought, preparing to make his final stand. His leg might have been paralysed, but he had no intention to lose. The attack would take a lot out of him, but he had to try.
Jenso attempted to move out of the way and dash past the electrical bolt. He didn't want to give Dacer much time to react and didn't move too far, using his arms to shield his chest area from any sparks that might get to him. He aimed a kick at Dacer's right knee with his left foot. He didn't enjoy fighting Dacer, but he needed to knock some sense into him. At this point, it was win or die.
Jenso glared at Dacer. 'Damn, at this rate..' He thought. Jenso had several injuries all over his body, and the battle was exhausting him. And on top of that, Dacer didn't seem to be getting exhausted at all. 'I can't give up...if I lose, this witch will keep controlling Lark's son and I'll die!' He thought. A surge of power rushed through him as he attempted to catch Dacer's bow with his left and keep it stuck in a tight grip, followed up with a quick punch with his right hand at his stomach.
Jenso dashed towards another big chunk of rock that had bursted out of the ground and tried to move behind it. A surge of power rushed through him as he tried to raise the rock and use it as a shield against the incoming shards of rocks. He dashed forwards while holding it and threw it at Dacer. He dashed after it soon after, hoping Dacer would shoot another grey arrow at it. He remained close by, but far enough to avoid getting in range of the possible incoming explosion while prepared to dodge the shards of rock that might come his way. He hoped said explosion would create enough smoke to obscure the archer's vision on his location.
Jenso's eyes widened as he tried to jump out of the way of the white ki arrow. The flames around his hands dispersed as he backed away from Dacer and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He got a sturdy stance as a huge chunk of rock flew at him, and held his head low. A surge of power rushed through him as he braced for the impact of the incoming rock, digging his feet a bit into the dirt below him in hopes to avoid being knocked away.
Jenso glared at the man as he fired at him. 'I'm not gonna give up..!' Jenso thought, trying to dash out of the way of the incoming blast. He dashed towards the man again as flames surrounded his fists. He aimed a punch at the man's stomach with his left fist.
Jenso's eyes widened as the wall of darts headed for him. 'Shit..! How can I deal with that?!' He thought, lowering on one knee and crossing his arms. He held his head low, bracing for the attack. "You're wrong! Lark told me that you guys used to live on the island of Gaia, and that a woman with a black mask killed everyone in your village and chased you off the island!" He shouted. Why was the woman's voice in his mind now? It concerned Jenso, but the many darts that headed for him worried him a lot more right now.
Jenso dashed in between the man and the flying bow, aiming to grab his arms and hold him in place. 'Those white blasts...that's Ki, isn't it..?' He thought. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen anyone use an attack like that yet besides Lark. Upon taking a closer look, the man's bow had the same colour like Lark's sword had. And his face looked somewhat similar to Lark's. "Wait...are you Lark's son?!" He shouted. Jenso could be wrong, but he felt it was worth asking at least. He wasn't sure if he would even get through to him considering that his eyes were glowing purple and something bad was clearly going on with him, but he tried regardless.
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