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But then again it was Evvie. While an interesting character her style is very much a brawler.


Yes, but Evvie is an example of what is basically a fire manipulator but who also maintains powerful physical characteristics. Someone without that resistance would fall easily to the Clockwork Man's weapons, while their flames would be less than effective against his metallic body.

In a lot of ways, the Clockwork Man is probably my most formidable character.
I'm more or less waiting for more things to go down in the HQ. Though if I may make a suggestion. From a story perspective, it does seem like Worren is already upset with the Clockwork man, and he would have enough reason to start something with him over his little gun stunt.


Worren is probably even worse suited to fighting the Clockwork Man if all he has is flame manipulation, considering what happened to Evvie.
Even while completely focused on his investigation into the supernatural qualities of the HQ conduit and its traits which he considered highly similar to the Nexus of Worlds, the Clockwork Man picked up on the hostility all around him. He would have been worried, considering the number and strength of those who were surrounding him, violence obviously on their minds, save for one small factor.

“Now, now, children, we haven’t forgotten the house rules have we?” The Clockwork Man said, not even turning to face the mob as he let his words sink in. Many around the hall would have forgotten what they were told earlier, but the rule was simple, no direct violence on anyone in the premises. Now, rules were meant to be broken, but the Clockwork Man figured that with the amount of power already manifested in this place, it was highly unlikely anyone here was capable of breaking them, even if they wanted to.

“You’re not going to challenge a man to a duel over a simple experiment surely?” He said, his voice grating, he holstered his pistol in one smooth motion and turned to face them, the telescopic eye on his obviously inhuman face extending slightly. “George Elmore at your service, inventor, scientist and engineer, devilishly handsome some have said as well, though I let one make their own minds up on that specific matter.” His voice barely betrayed the dark sarcasm in his voice as he regarded the assembled mob, noting the assortment of barbarians, vagabonds, warriors and flame wielding magi. “I’d thoroughly recommend you all return to your meals, you don’t want to be issuing challenges you’d soon regret.” He said, not at all boastfully, turning back to the window and resuming his close inspection.
I think injuries are most useful for balancing reasons, otherwise they serve as an unnecessary handicap.
I think the Clockwork Man would be too much for Grim if that's his power in a nutshell though, the Clockwork Man doesn't have very good transferable abilities (particularly in his first form, where his Technomagic is -very- basic.)

His main strength comes from the fact that he's an automaton and his strategising.

Still, I'd be up for the fight regardless.
@Yoshua171 You still about? I'd like to fight Szayeis with Judgement if possible.
Higan reflexively lifted his arm to protect the vulnerable camera of his Mech, and the heavy metallic right arm moved in conjunction, taking the hit on a less essential but more heavily armoured region of its hull. The Chakram cut into the metal, but thrown by a relatively ordinary man it lacked the penetrating power necessary to destroy the war-orientated machine, even with its unusual qualities. It bounced off to its right leaving a small cut in the Mech’s forearm, and Higan’s eyes narrowed in irritation as the anti-tank round fired off, the recoil shaking him inside the Mech’s cockpit.

It seemed to have a good effect on target, throwing his foe and breaking apart whatever strange material covered him. However, Higan expected nothing else from his strongest and most finite attack. As he watched the HEAT round being ejected from the bottom of his tank-rifle he couldn’t help but mentally count down… four left.

“Alright, let’s see if we can finish you off early.” He said to himself, driving his Mech forward in pursuit. His computer system tracked Saana until he hid himself behind a short outcropping, causing Higan to curse loudly. He didn’t want to play a waiting game with his foe; he wanted to finish him while he was weak. Considering the size of the cover there was a good chance he could break it apart even with anti-personnel rounds, and was preparing to do just that when a bright light erupted up ahead.

“The hell?” Higan said, or something very similar comparatively in the language of Ramor. Rocketing up into the air was, according to his computer system, his flaming foe. Higan almost shook, looking at something so unnatural it was hard to think properly.

“I’ve got myself into something mighty strange here.” He said to no one in particular, as his Mech began calculating the speed and trajectory of his foe. In comparison to a missile it was fairly easy to track, and as it stopped high above him the Mech let out a warning of the rapid and dangerous descent.

“What sort of attack is this? Does this guy think I’m some sort of amateur?” Higan resisted craning his neck, knowing it would be pointless, and let his Mech do the hard maths necessary for what he had planned. Considering his just about acceptable knowledge of physics, Higan was fairly certain there wasn’t going to be any swift changing in direction from a dive like the one his foe was carrying out… so dropping straight down? Really?

Higan waited until the last possible moment, and with only about one and a half seconds to spare his Mech suddenly thrust itself forward and sideways with its right leg, twisting in mid-air even as it cleared about twenty feet instantly putting itself out of the range of his falling foe. There was no changing direction at that speed, so all Saanga had to look forward to was a cataclysmic collision with the floor.

The moment Higan’s Mech had span and come to a stop after turning 180 degrees and stepping backwards another twenty feet, he would train his secondary and tertiary weapons on the spot his computers calculated Saanga was just about to land. He wouldn’t have to wait long.
The Clockwork Man hasn't had a proper fight since the multiverse, so I'll use him in whatever form is most suitable for the character you or the judge picks. If it helps for story reasons the Clockwork Man has a minor affiliation with the Dreamers, and carries one of their artefacts in his body.
About that altered posting time limit? My fight is still going at the speed of slow and it's starting to irritate.
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