Eucliwood HellScythe VS Anundr

[ritsuko]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=valign,top] Don't speak so lightly of death... Her gaze pierced the entrance to the fighting arena. Something pushing her forward and into the arena. Eucliwood's gaze pierced behind her as some people made her stand into the arena. Her emotionless gaze moving towards the entrance. There was nobody there. Her gaze was quizzical, questioning. She tilted her head and spread her arms up to block the sunlight. Luckily there was a storm forming and the clouds began to shroud the arena in darkness. Seemed she'd have to be careful of storms as well as her opponent. Curiosity for once filled her gaze. The brooch on her armor glowing, ready. She wasn't going to talk or allow her thoughts come unless necessary. Eucliwood let the wind buffet her tiny body, her hair chasing the wind. • SPEECH; text color • NOTES; notes here • MANA; 100% [10/10] • OOC; OOC here •

[dramien]

As Anundr stepped in to the arena the wind blew his hair aside and the small drops of rain fell on to his skin, it was drizzling, the beginning of a storm.

Anundr took a look at the other side of the arena to see who his opponent was. A small girl with silver hair, he knew this girl from somewhere. Anundr took a moment to think about it. "That's it, it's the girl from the Street rat mission. Hm.... was was her name again? Eu. . . uhh... Eucliwood was it. This'll be interesting" Anundr muttered to himself as he prepared himself for a good battle.

[ritsuko]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=valign,top] Don't speak so lightly of death... A holographic counter appeared in front of the two, centered in the middle of the arena in large bold letters. It counted down. 3... 2... 1... A bell rung and people were cheering, half and half. Eucliwood could hear her name mixed in with Anundr's. These were all magical beings with some real people mixed in. Most were cast by magic from the peers and others were just celebrating. Eucliwood just kept her hands behind her back, tilting her head to the side and her lips pursed. Curiously, she watched the male. He was going to make the first move, Eucliwood wasn't really one to act rash. She could see his aura, it was faint but it shown that he had true potential. She was going to be relaxed and calm, possibly hold back until it need be. • SPEECH; text color • NOTES; notes here • MANA; 100% [10/10] • OOC; OOC here •

[dramien]

Anundr waited a bit to see if Eucliwood would make the first move.
She hadn't done anything, she was simply watching him.

Anundr decided to make the first move just to get things started.
Anundr quickly dashed towards her, as soon as Anundr had gotten to hand to hand distance with Eucliwood he quickly used his Demon Morph ( Fists), he threw a punch at Eucliwood but before it even connected he used his shadow step technique to teleport behind her and try to get her off guard from the first false strike.

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Spell Name: Shadow Step
Type: Transportation
Level: Greenhorn
Range: 5 Metres
Description: telepors the caster a short distance.
Drawback: teleporting multiple times in a row may cause the caster headaches, dizzyness or the caster may pass out.

Spell Name: Demonic Morph (Fists)
Type: Body Manipulating
Level: Greenhorn
Range: Self
Description: The caster's hands are morphed and enhanced so that their hands become hard enough to crush stones and dent metal, the hands also change in appearance, becoming veiny, slightly longer and the skin becomes a reddish color. The users nails also become longer and sharper, sharp enough to amputate and decapitate living beings
Drawback: If used when the user is unhealthy or his/her body has been damaged, it may cause the user damage due to the movement of the nerves and bones.

Mana 2/4

[ritsuko]

[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=valign,top] Don't speak so lightly of death... Eucliwood saw it happening. The teleportation and then the attempt to punch; Eucliwood was prepared. She moved her hands and summoned her scythe, her body shimmered slightly and when his punch connected with her body, her armor reduced the pain of the hit; it hurt and did bruise her, but she instantly reacted. Eucliwood twisted her body and the end of her scythe dug into his waist and back, the shaft moving against his legs and pushing him off balance. Leaping backwards; her body flipping in the air and she landed lithely on the ground; her eyes pierced down at the male as she waited for him to stand up. All it took was eye contact and he was all hers. She was going to leave her more threatening moves for a later time; if the battle even lasted that long. SPOILER: Click to show Weapons: Scythe of Reaping Level: Feeble Description: A deep orange colored scythe that is filled with many hues, it spikes out beneath the blade and then points out in many parts before straightening out down the handle, transforming into a black-like handle. It will disappear only when she commands it to. Drawback: She has to speak to summon the weapon, damaging herself even in the slightest due to headaches. Price and Availability: 100 Jewels, but only she can summon it. • SPEECH; text color • NOTES; notes here • MANA; 100% [45/45] • OOC; OOC here •