Post by Fukushu on Oct 21, 2022 19:02:56 GMT -5
Fukushu realized in the air that his attack wouldn't work. The Saiyan was too fast, or maybe he was too slow; was age finally catching up to him? No, he just telegraphed his intentions too much. He could have done better; he should have done better, but now he had to deal with the consequences. As he pushed forward with his blade it was met by Lottus' own strike, and though he pushed hard he quickly found himself overwhelmed by the Saiyan's prowess; his attack was simply more powerful than his own.
His blade shatters under the pressure, leaving himself open for Lottus to stab at his shoulder. A sheer cold is what he felt as his skin was pierced; it was the complete opposite of the hell fire that Derry had put him through. The Saiyan's blade cut right down to the bone, and it may not have stopped at that if Fukushu hadn't pulled away.
"Uaaaagh."
He didn't want to let out a cry, but considering how well Lottus was doing he had earned to hear it. The Heran hopped several steps back and covered his new wound with his left hand. Fukushu squeezed his right hand three or four times, with each one feeling weaker than the last. He still had functionality with his arm but every movement came with a new pain. "You've done well to surpass my expectations, but as you say we were fairly evenly matched. I say you've earned access to a bit more of my strength."
He had been holding back a significant amount of his power in order to make things a fair fight, but war wasn't fair. Lottus was still leagues below Derry, and even his female lackey and Celerous were near double of what Lottus could produce. Would he actually be able to challenge them, or would he only serve as a distraction?
Dropping his left arm back to the side, Fukushu pushed apart his legs and powered up. He wasn't going to let everything out just yet; this fight still had plenty left to go, but he ready to give himself a real advantage now. A quick flash of his aura appeared around him, but just as soon as it had come it was gone again. It wasn't near the maximum of what he could produce, but it should be enough to produce a real gap. "Now... allow me to start."
The Heran rushed forward; his new power provided some needed improvement to his wounded shoulder, though it was still clearly lagging behind his left. He came at Lottus in a flurry, firing off a variety of quick strikes at the Saiyan before finishing off the combination by planting himself of the ground, winding up and throwing forward a huge left high kick aimed at his temple.
PL: 50,000
Suppression Active
Max Power Active
10,200 vs 40,000 = 25%
Non-KP attack aimed at Lottus
No Items - KP: 4/6 - MP: 6/6 - HP: 75/250
Resources: Cutthroat, Durability, Vampiric, Bare Knuckle Brawler
Bleed = 0/2
WC: 469
TWC: 2890
His blade shatters under the pressure, leaving himself open for Lottus to stab at his shoulder. A sheer cold is what he felt as his skin was pierced; it was the complete opposite of the hell fire that Derry had put him through. The Saiyan's blade cut right down to the bone, and it may not have stopped at that if Fukushu hadn't pulled away.
"Uaaaagh."
He didn't want to let out a cry, but considering how well Lottus was doing he had earned to hear it. The Heran hopped several steps back and covered his new wound with his left hand. Fukushu squeezed his right hand three or four times, with each one feeling weaker than the last. He still had functionality with his arm but every movement came with a new pain. "You've done well to surpass my expectations, but as you say we were fairly evenly matched. I say you've earned access to a bit more of my strength."
He had been holding back a significant amount of his power in order to make things a fair fight, but war wasn't fair. Lottus was still leagues below Derry, and even his female lackey and Celerous were near double of what Lottus could produce. Would he actually be able to challenge them, or would he only serve as a distraction?
Dropping his left arm back to the side, Fukushu pushed apart his legs and powered up. He wasn't going to let everything out just yet; this fight still had plenty left to go, but he ready to give himself a real advantage now. A quick flash of his aura appeared around him, but just as soon as it had come it was gone again. It wasn't near the maximum of what he could produce, but it should be enough to produce a real gap. "Now... allow me to start."
The Heran rushed forward; his new power provided some needed improvement to his wounded shoulder, though it was still clearly lagging behind his left. He came at Lottus in a flurry, firing off a variety of quick strikes at the Saiyan before finishing off the combination by planting himself of the ground, winding up and throwing forward a huge left high kick aimed at his temple.
PL: 50,000
Suppression Active
Max Power Active
10,200 vs 40,000 = 25%
Non-KP attack aimed at Lottus
No Items - KP: 4/6 - MP: 6/6 - HP: 75/250
Resources: Cutthroat, Durability, Vampiric, Bare Knuckle Brawler
Bleed = 0/2
WC: 469
TWC: 2890