FetzenBy the way of her people the mind was held brittle to their hand. Oh so wholly did they dance a mighty tone of triumph. His sole intention held no ground to their mighty chant. She danced again, danced continuously as distant artilleries would lay waste to freezing waves. Nothing but so foolish errors to believe what the eyes saw. She had hid herself with the jungle’s natural breathing of chi the moment they found themselves hiding amongst eyes. Her sister, the foundation of Gaia held no slippery slope. As Akane held her metaphysical hand, did she add her rage. She had seen her fair share of psychic individuals. One that nearly left her lifeless. An Etharian that spilled blood as if it was nothing but spilled milk. A true psychopath. As for what store before her now? Fodder.
His intention held no ground indeed. In fact, by the way of her chi did she kiss him with a hex. Her dance was not only for show. To drown one’s self in a foreign language was fool’s play. Even for the Ryuusei hands they knew not to drink too hastily from the well. Taxing. The Devil Fist. Her moniker held weight that gave light to her twisted style. No fair play. The very poisoning he attempted would be wholly turned against him. The moment he peered his mind into what he knew not did chaos reign supreme. Dark chi would be his greeting at the doorstep to their well. Shadows of the whole that lurked within the stream for those who were foolish enough to deem themselves godly. It hissed at his intrusion and told nightmares to his mental after eradicating his influence completely via nether gateways. A cleansing in the darkest ways.
Black lightning shook the horizon as what looked like a charging bull galvanized fabricated molecules. It stood at a size that tripled that of the largest bulls known to man. At speeds that mimicked its consumption. A sign of the cursed chi that attached itself to his signature in that moment he opened his door raging through his neurons. Its horns aimed at his heart as he rolled around the dirt. The skies would darken to his point of view. Creeping blackness. His war would now be on two fronts.
Her motions were swift. The dancing afterimage solidified by the way of her cold chi. Her sister’s blessing empowered her. Senko’s heat raged through the chant that shrouded their spirit. Reinforced by their lineage’s strength. There existed no one on one’s when dealing with their will. Akane would continue to play support. Her chi locked the leylines even further. Four against one. The oddest were against the psychopath. An “x” in her books. Her sister’s assault matched on as one of their foes attempted to maneuver. She knew better than to believe there wouldn’t be a follow up.
Onto the next.
Her speed was miraged by the multitude of dancing images, whilst her signature masked by the world chi that existed in everything around them. Including the likes of plants, rocks, and the animals that roamed about. The planet was alive, breathing, and supplying its protectors with its natural synergy. Like a flowing ocean she had made herself nothing but a wave. Any scope would be told a false dream. Her region dropped further in temperature. Freezing degrees that displayed frost on the evergreen. A sector that sectioned off the eastern side of the jungle into her frostbitten dominion. A sign of her building energy syncing with the buffs she was receiving. No longer upon the waves, she had moved prior to their engagement. Knowledge of their presence spoken through the world's language they protected.
Refraction would be the source of mockery. Bent light bouncing off the frosted air as she seemed to be in multiple places at once. All within the eastern division. Only twenty meters from where Donny thought he hid, to his left came a chi fist of true sable lighting. A single strike carried by the controlled rage she was currently building. Timed to strike once reactions to her partner's arcane constructs were made. A hawking strike that would fill his escape route as she marched closer. Snipers always needed to be dealt with head on. Her clearance would be swift from this point on as she bounced between tree branches. Her partner's presence held tight to her motions. He was savvy, that was for sure. She would make sure his intention was brought upon their enemies as he watched her six. The strike extended her reach and aimed for the sniper’s center mass. It would bring him more than just an electric shock.
His intention held no ground indeed. In fact, by the way of her chi did she kiss him with a hex. Her dance was not only for show. To drown one’s self in a foreign language was fool’s play. Even for the Ryuusei hands they knew not to drink too hastily from the well. Taxing. The Devil Fist. Her moniker held weight that gave light to her twisted style. No fair play. The very poisoning he attempted would be wholly turned against him. The moment he peered his mind into what he knew not did chaos reign supreme. Dark chi would be his greeting at the doorstep to their well. Shadows of the whole that lurked within the stream for those who were foolish enough to deem themselves godly. It hissed at his intrusion and told nightmares to his mental after eradicating his influence completely via nether gateways. A cleansing in the darkest ways.
Black lightning shook the horizon as what looked like a charging bull galvanized fabricated molecules. It stood at a size that tripled that of the largest bulls known to man. At speeds that mimicked its consumption. A sign of the cursed chi that attached itself to his signature in that moment he opened his door raging through his neurons. Its horns aimed at his heart as he rolled around the dirt. The skies would darken to his point of view. Creeping blackness. His war would now be on two fronts.
Her motions were swift. The dancing afterimage solidified by the way of her cold chi. Her sister’s blessing empowered her. Senko’s heat raged through the chant that shrouded their spirit. Reinforced by their lineage’s strength. There existed no one on one’s when dealing with their will. Akane would continue to play support. Her chi locked the leylines even further. Four against one. The oddest were against the psychopath. An “x” in her books. Her sister’s assault matched on as one of their foes attempted to maneuver. She knew better than to believe there wouldn’t be a follow up.
Onto the next.
Her speed was miraged by the multitude of dancing images, whilst her signature masked by the world chi that existed in everything around them. Including the likes of plants, rocks, and the animals that roamed about. The planet was alive, breathing, and supplying its protectors with its natural synergy. Like a flowing ocean she had made herself nothing but a wave. Any scope would be told a false dream. Her region dropped further in temperature. Freezing degrees that displayed frost on the evergreen. A sector that sectioned off the eastern side of the jungle into her frostbitten dominion. A sign of her building energy syncing with the buffs she was receiving. No longer upon the waves, she had moved prior to their engagement. Knowledge of their presence spoken through the world's language they protected.
Refraction would be the source of mockery. Bent light bouncing off the frosted air as she seemed to be in multiple places at once. All within the eastern division. Only twenty meters from where Donny thought he hid, to his left came a chi fist of true sable lighting. A single strike carried by the controlled rage she was currently building. Timed to strike once reactions to her partner's arcane constructs were made. A hawking strike that would fill his escape route as she marched closer. Snipers always needed to be dealt with head on. Her clearance would be swift from this point on as she bounced between tree branches. Her partner's presence held tight to her motions. He was savvy, that was for sure. She would make sure his intention was brought upon their enemies as he watched her six. The strike extended her reach and aimed for the sniper’s center mass. It would bring him more than just an electric shock.