LeeRoy

Drawn Innexorably Towards Confrontation

Inside the ship he had been rolled around like an incredibly hefty ragdoll indeed, smacking from one side of the ship to another before coming to a rest somewhere in the engine room. Dazed and tired he laid there for a few moments, the words of Fury echoed for a moment before only a soft ringing sound touched Dunnaman's ears. It took him a few seconds to right himself and climb up and out towards the door he had run through. His fingertips peeked out and lingered for a moment before he let his head peer over the edge of the ship's door, Fury had gone entirely placid from his outburst. His ship had flipped over, so he was hanging over the underside of it and staring at him over a plane of dented and dirty metal. "Sahry buhb, nehded ter prahtect thah ehnnascant. Rahthar ah' gaht pahmmeled ehn thah stead of softer folk." His face hurt slightly, he had fallen face first into something metal a moment ago, so he blinked a few times to right himself again.

"Baht ah'll beh honhast. Ah do naht ahctooleh know whah ah dehd eht, ah've jehst hahd ah bad fehllehn about yeh sehnce ah fehrst lahd ehs on yeh." Suddenly, after unleashing a ballistic wrath upon the console of his ship, he had calmed down. Only now was he noticing this difference. Maybe in much the same way as Fury had released his pent up rage in one motion, Dunnaman had unleashed his pent up fears. Though he was still uncomfortable looking at Fury's face, he was able to talk a bit more honestly with him. Maybe for the better at this point.

A Change of Pace. A Challenge for Once. Shincoco Vs Corban.

@Divinity
I apologize if my next few posts are inhumane, a bit of catharsis is the medicine I need to salve the burning rage of have right about now.

A Change of Pace. A Challenge for Once. Shincoco Vs Corban.

Now this is what Shin was ready for, a solid blow had finally connected with him. Though technically second hand, his opponent had finally decided to take the fight seriously. Even as he was catapulted backwards against the nearest stone pillar he was smiling ear to ear.

The wind was shunted from his chest in one gasping yelp, he nearly vomited and was certain he'd broken a rib. His staff followed in short order, clattering to the ground before him. Blindly he grasped it as he righted himself back to his feet, it was strangely difficult to balance himself before he planted his feet again. Then he remembered his missing hand, that was an inconvenience at best. A nuisance at worst. The worst part was the fact that he was struggling to breathe, as he stood there it was harder and harder to inhale.

Why?

Was a rib broken into his lung? No.
Was his chest caved in? No.
Was his throat closed? No.

He was having a hard time breathing because he was laughing so God damn hard. It took him a moment to compose himself before he spoke. "You're joking right? You genuinely think it'll take me an hour to kill you?" The malicious joy concealing a despicable rage left a gritty and bitter taste in his mouth.

They might not have noticed, but Shin was no longer bleeding. A thin scab had begun to form over the wound, it was oozing but not quite as detrimental as it had been moments before. The cut was just below his elbow so there was still a joint, which he was using to prop himself upright against his staff.

He rubbed his left hand on the top of his staff, the blunt end would do nicely once he got in range. He pushed down on the butt of his staff with his hand, pushing it further into the ground. He used the shorter staff as a prop, behind his mask he was in quite a state of disarray.

See, he hated this woman. It reminded him of a fight long ago, against another mage. Magic users always managed to attack him rather than actually fight him, and this was humiliating. For all he is as a person, he's still only capable of dealing with so much at a range.

At least normally he is, but right about now he's realizing that he wants this woman deader than dead. He wants this woman eviscerated, and there were a few techniques that he used just for an occasion like this.

With his blunted arm pressed against the staff, a gel rose from the side and against his stump. It wrapped around his arm and connected him to the staff with a thick rope of loose material. "Well, if you want my arm so badly, take it from me."

In a mocking gesture he extended his left arm outwards. Opening his palm and waving it up and down sarcastically.

A Change of Pace. A Challenge for Once. Shincoco Vs Corban.

As the crystal prison formed around him, Shin extended every wire outwards and increased the density and durability to the absolute maximum that he could. Given the incredibly short time frame, of course. It gave him an incredibly small amount of room to move around, but it was something. For anyone else, this would spell out an absolute death sentence. Sealed within a crystal of unknown density with no real means of escape, and an incoming attack that would have completely bisected him. If only she had crushed him completely, rather than trapped him. Maybe if she had disarmed him before, she might have had a better chance. See, the way to escape any barrier is to increase pressure inside of it, and while he wasn't totally capable of filling the room he was able to emulate it.

By leaving even the smallest hole in his cage, she'd given him an escape route. Shin shuffled his body to the side and tilted the base of his spear, planting it against the base of the container and the roof at the same time. This created a solid wedge between the top and the bottom, and leverage is king in a world of hard cages. No matter how hard something is, if it's inflexible it isn't going to survive being pushed against in both directions.

His right hand was still firmly planted against the spear as the blade came rushing through the gap. If he hadn't shuffled himself off to the side it would have taken much more than it did, it would have diagonally sliced him from the shoulder down to his hip. On his right side it wouldn't have been immediately fatal, but it would have inevitably killed him. However, he had moved slightly. Putting only one part of himself in the direct line of fire, his right hand. It absolutely dissolved the flesh, like a hot knife through butter. His hand slapped down to the ground with a wet plop and Shin's face turned from placid and wicked to outraged in zero seconds flat. It struck against the base of his staff and broke apart, but most of the water had passed through perfectly smooth.

Once the water blade had passed, Shin sharply kicked against the staff. Nudging it forward and alligning the flat of the blade at the top with where the blade of water had come from. Like a can opener, he raised his foot upwards sharply into the bottom of his staff. It tilted his staff up and forward into the small groove, wedging it further in the cage. As he stood there, kicking his staff upwards his blood pooled at his feet inside of the container. The wires around his body had begun to dissolve, the part of the body that had connected them to the staff was severed. It gave him even more room inside of the cage, to which he responded by raising his left hand upwards in preparation for a shell cracking strike.

As he had his hand overhead he paused, realizing a second wave might come through. If he used his hand too soon he might lose his left hand as well, Shin would wait and prepare to strike again once a second had followed up or enough time had passed.

A Change of Pace. A Challenge for Once. Shincoco Vs Corban.

There we go.

A Change of Pace. A Challenge for Once. Shincoco Vs Corban.

@Divinity
Shin is not happy about losing bits of himself, but hey. What can you do.

A Change of Pace. A Challenge for Once. Shincoco Vs Corban.

@Divinity
Technically the weapon is amorphous at its base, and I would argue against it denying the functionality of its shapeshifting capabilities. But since I don't need it to shapeshift to escape, the argument is moot.

Edit: Last question, is it a long flat blade, or spear blade?

A Change of Pace. A Challenge for Once. Shincoco Vs Corban.

Scratch that, I figured it out.

A Change of Pace. A Challenge for Once. Shincoco Vs Corban.

@Divinity
Orajel leaves an awful taste in my mouth, whiskey is the cure for my troubles. Or I could be an alcoholic, either or.

Two Questions:
This barrier around Shin is approximately how thick?

And

This attack is coming from behind and impaling him?

A Change of Pace. A Challenge for Once. Shincoco Vs Corban.

@Divinity
Cool, I haven't had anything to drink yet since my tooth pain hasn't set in so I'm pretty good to post too.