Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2021 13:25:43 GMT -5
PL: 18,100 (36,200 In second form)
Frozen grabbed the oncoming fist of his opponent and WRENCHED his arm to the side, the human teen yelping out in pain as his tendons and joints were TWISTED to their very limits! A sharp blue knee would SLAM into his opponent's ribs, swiftly knocking the wind out of him, followed by a sharp uppercut punch that CRASHED into his jaw! The human FLEW into the air and landed HEAVILY upon the tile of the tournament grounds, unmoving... still. A quick tap of his scouter's button would beckon it to scan his opponent, indicating his power had DROPPED remarkably... but he was still healthily alive. What a ferocious little imp that was, forcing Frozen into his second form... These Earthlings weren't much like the other races back home... They were deceptively strong!
FROZEN WINS! The announcer roared, the crowd letting out a CHEER from their place in the stands!
"Lord. LORD Frozen...." The Arcosian muttered in annoyance, crossing his arms over his chest! "I explicitly told that Earthing what to call me... Does nobody on this planet respect royalty?"
Bah. They may not NOW, but this was how the local space-emperor Azoth earned their respect, yes? Put on a little show they will remember you...? Very well. This was not a traditional tournament, as Battle-Island was open to free and open challenges at the moment, but the Duke was keeping the crowd occupied regardless. Who knows? Perhaps one or two will have the capacity to refer to him as he was due.
"That was quite the challenge." Frozen would announce, raising his voice so all could hear! "A worthy representative of your race! ...But who among you are able to fight harder, longer than even HE?"
...Silence.
"Nobody...? Truly? Come now! Do not be afraid to step forward. This is, after all, only an honest competition!"
WC: 314
Frozen grabbed the oncoming fist of his opponent and WRENCHED his arm to the side, the human teen yelping out in pain as his tendons and joints were TWISTED to their very limits! A sharp blue knee would SLAM into his opponent's ribs, swiftly knocking the wind out of him, followed by a sharp uppercut punch that CRASHED into his jaw! The human FLEW into the air and landed HEAVILY upon the tile of the tournament grounds, unmoving... still. A quick tap of his scouter's button would beckon it to scan his opponent, indicating his power had DROPPED remarkably... but he was still healthily alive. What a ferocious little imp that was, forcing Frozen into his second form... These Earthlings weren't much like the other races back home... They were deceptively strong!
FROZEN WINS! The announcer roared, the crowd letting out a CHEER from their place in the stands!
"Lord. LORD Frozen...." The Arcosian muttered in annoyance, crossing his arms over his chest! "I explicitly told that Earthing what to call me... Does nobody on this planet respect royalty?"
Bah. They may not NOW, but this was how the local space-emperor Azoth earned their respect, yes? Put on a little show they will remember you...? Very well. This was not a traditional tournament, as Battle-Island was open to free and open challenges at the moment, but the Duke was keeping the crowd occupied regardless. Who knows? Perhaps one or two will have the capacity to refer to him as he was due.
"That was quite the challenge." Frozen would announce, raising his voice so all could hear! "A worthy representative of your race! ...But who among you are able to fight harder, longer than even HE?"
...Silence.
"Nobody...? Truly? Come now! Do not be afraid to step forward. This is, after all, only an honest competition!"
WC: 314