The Namekian announcer stepped forward onto the arena, waving gladly at the excited crowd as they cheered in excitement for the coming battle. "Welcome everyone, to the first official round of the Trial of Peace! Our previous rounds have been an excellent showcase of the quality of fighters here on Namek," he declared, "And I am sure our next match will be no different." Once the crowd had settled down, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a card with the names of this bout's fighters.
"Our first fighter is another of Namek's own! He is a powerful Namekian warrior, and though he is still young, he is an incredible fighter and has much at his disposal in the way of skill. Everybody please give a big hand to the great Marimba!" Everyone in the crowd cheered for Marimba, many excited for the opportunity to see another Namekian native in the tournament. "And opposing him will be another important warrior to Namek! Everybody, please welcome back our very own Guru, Nero!" The crowd cheered vigorously for Nero, excited to see how their guardian would fare against one of their own warriors.
The announcer then took a step back, and addressed the two fighters directly before clearing the arena. "Okay, you two! The winner of this fight will be decided by either knockout or ring-out. If the match has not naturally concluded by the time limit, then our panel of judges will independently determine a winner. The only other rule is that no form of flight may be used in the bout. If I am understood, then... Let the battle begin!"
The first round of the Trial of Peace begins! This fight will end and be judged on Monday, March 27th if a winner has not yet been decided by either ring-out or knockout by then!
Marimba stamps out of the preparation room and onto his side of the arena, wiping freshly consumed water off his face as he advances. The cheers from a host of Mazoku spectators erupted from the crowd as he emerged into view. The presence of the mighty Mutant drew them to the tournament in the first place, with Marimba being viewed as their champion. Along with that came the expectation of defeating the new Guru and defending the pride of his clan.
Outwardly, Marimba wore a fierce expression, unleashing a shrill battle cry as he drew out the full extent of his power. His crimson aura flared around him as his body grew five times its usual size, up to a towering 40ft high. The cheering of the Mazoku went from loud to practically fanatical while the whole arena rumbled from the girth of his massive energy.
"CRUSH HIM, MARIMBA!"
"PAINT THIS PLACE WITH THE BLOOD OF GURU!"
"SHOW THOSE OTHER CLANS WHOSE REALLY ON TOP!"
"KILL EM ALL!"
However, on the inside, the expectations of all the Mazoku weighed heavy on his mind. Nero was the worst possible opponent he could have been matched against, one that the Mutant knew he stood no chance of defeating. Yet he NEEDED to do the impossible. To overcome Nero Howlmarrow, the Guru of Warrior and Dragon clans here and now!
The bell rings, and without saying a word to Nero, Marimba instantly blasts the Half-Saiyan with a mouth energy beam, hoping to catch him off guard and gain the advantage!
|| Nero’s PL: 400,000 || | x4 Howling Oozaru is Active ||
Much like his preliminary round, Nero was similarly hyped to get going in the official rounds. His next opponent would be Marimba, a member of the Mazoku Clan. A fierce fighter, surely, as many that called Namek home were sure to be.
Nero stepped out into the open area, met with an uproar of hype and cheering, from Warrior, Dragon and Mazoku Clan members alike, as well as other locals that lived on Namek plus various enthusiastic visitors. Nero gave a wave to them all and held a fist up high with a big smile.
Stepping onto the arena and moving to the center of it, Nero’s aura calmly lifted from him as his features entered a more wild state as was customary of his first transformation now; wild hair, pronounced fangs and nails and a slight bit of extra bulk to his physique. Like Marimba, Nero had transformed right from the get-go.
His focus was on Marimba, but he could differentiate the various cheers and hollering from the crowd— and there was a grouping of Mazoku that Nero noticed. Rowdy as they were, Nero could tell who they were here for, and he understood that Marimba would likely feel some level of pressure given his opponent. It was one thing to egg on a favorite, call out to them to crush their opponent, but it was another thing entirely to proclaim excessive violence, to even jokingly say to go for a kill or to still talk ill of the other clans after what had happened on Namek as of late. Nero’s smile became a neutral expression.
An argument in the stands may break out if nothing was done about it. So, Nero shot a fierce and harsh glare at these rowdy Mazoku, and spoke with an authoritative voice that carried itself. “Silence. The disrespect to this tournament, to myself, to my opponent and to all of Namek ends now.” This was no laughing matter, and Nero would make it known. He meant business as one of many that had fought time and time again for the planet’s safety, and as the one who restored the Outer Plait. This was Guru of Namek; Nero Howlmarrow.
Facing Marimba once more, Nero nodded to the announcer and the match had officially begun when the bell rang. Marimba wasted no time in firing an attack, nor did Nero. With a flick of his wrists, Nero shot a beam at Marimba’s own, and the two founts of energy cancelled each other out in a bright pop, glistening ki dispersing and dissipating over the arena. “Let’s see how well you have trained, Marimba!”
Getting right down to business!
Nero uses [Offense || Light] Swift Masenko for 120,000 PL, in response to Assault Rush. Technique Specs: 1KP || 20% Power (+10% more w/ Restrained Might) ||
Assault Rush [145884 PL] VS Swift Masenko [120000 PL] They are both within 80%, they fizzle! No damage sustained.
KP: 5/6 (-1 for tech) MP: 2/6 (+1 for tech, +1 for post) HP: 0/290% Resources: Extraterrestrial [2/2], Hardy, Efficient Adaptation, Tactician, Restrained Might
As Marimba's mouth energy wave approaches Nero, the Guru fires an equally Swift Masenko with a flick of his wrist, contesting and quickly destroying the Mazoku's opening attack in a brilliant flash of light. However, Marimba wastes no time with his approach, leaping at his opponent and using his superior range to fire off a flying punch before following through with a sharp, clawed swipe from his other hand as he lands a safe distance from Nero .
His initial assault was intended to pressure Nero's defenses and create an opening to strike. Something much easier said than done. The power and speed of Nero's transformation was even more extreme than its previous appearance. Not only that, but the Garou-Saiyan seemed to have mastered it, displaying what appeared to be perfect energy control in that form. Attempting anything too brazen at this stage would only leave the giant open for a nasty counterattack.
“Let’s see how well you have trained, Marimba!”
"I'll give you everything I've got, Nero!"
The final attack of this string comes in the form of an upward kick, aiming to send Nero into the air. Theoretically, he would be made vulnerable if Marimba could get him off the ground, with his aerial movement being crippled from the ban on flight. At that point, the mutant could follow up with a vicious slew of swipes, battering Nero around in the air until inevitably striking him out of the arena.
|| Nero’s PL: 400,000 || | x4 Howling Oozaru is Active ||
Nero swings back at Marimba’s flying punch with impressive force to counter. While he was obviously smaller, what with not being 40 feet tall at the moment, there was considerable weight to Nero’s strength, both physically and with his Ki as he let off a kiai to slow down Marimba’s claw swipe, allowing him to back away and avoid it. “Not bad, but you can do better, I’m sure.”
With his every sense locked on Marimba, Nero kept to a masterful fluid stance. The giant Namekian declared that he would give all he had for this fight. Good. It was what Nero would expect from a warrior, especially one that he had trained with even once. Nero covertly and secretly hid a small ball of energy up his coat sleeves telekinetically as Marimba rushed forward again, kicking Nero upward with his massive boot— but something wasn’t quite right— Nero was smiling?! But he couldn’t redirect himself with flight in this situation!
Well, he didn’t need to.
Instead, Nero had conjured a bunch of his duplications below him, all stacked on top of one another on their shoulders, the top-most one grabbed onto the one true Nero and all of them quickly yanked him back down to the middle of the arena, all disappearing in a blue pop of sparkles as Marimba’s assault hit the thin (yet pristine) Namek air. Nero readjusted his stance and grinned back at Marimba. “Good instincts, but it won’t be that easy!”
Some Non-KP fighting, Echo of Man saves the day!
Nero uses [Offense || Light] Swift Masenko for 120,000 PL, with Tactician it gains the Stasis variant, and is put into Stasis. Technique Specs: 1KP || 20% Power (+10% more w/ Restrained Might) || (+Stasis)
Swift Masenko Stasis Counter: 1/3
KP: 4/6 (-1 for tech) MP: 4/6 (+1 for tech, +1 for post) HP: 0/290% Resources: Extraterrestrial [2/2], Hardy, Efficient Adaptation, Tactician, Restrained Might
As the giant's upward kick lands, his eyes grow wide. Could this be his chance? Unfortunately, the smug look on Nero's face said all too much otherwise.
“Good instincts, but it won’t be that easy!”
As he is lifted off his feet, numerous clones appear out of thin air in a ladder formation, each on top of the other's shoulder, snatching Nero away from Marimba's swipes. The Mazoku responds to this by unleashing red-eye beams, sweeping across the swaths of clones, aiming to both destroy them and strike the original in one go.
The fact that Nero had not attempted to make a counterattack so far was beginning to bother Marimba. The tournament scoring system rewarded its fighters for their aggression, so just what was the Garouian planning by sticking to defense? Was he being tested? Toyed with? or was there some other greater plan at work here? Whatever was going on, the Namekian was committed to making sure it wouldn't pay off in their favor, and for that, he needed to give it his all.
"THEN I'M JUST GONNA HAVE TO TRY HARDER! HAAAAA!"
Marimba's body begins to bulk up. His wild energy became supremely focused as his fat morphed into pure muscle. An extra pair of arms sprouts beneath the originals as he doubles his assault, bombarding Nero with an flurry of fast claw jabs. As he does so, Ki begins to build up in his scales, subtilty reinforcing his defense while he pushes his offense.
|| Nero’s PL: 400,000 || | x4 Howling Oozaru is Active ||
Forward rolling onto the arena after his duplications pulled him, Nero narrowly avoided the impact of Marimba’s eye beam. Readjusting his stance again, Nero kept himself fluid and ready to go, but there was a certain rough edge to this fluidity. He was using inspiration from both Dragon Clan and Mazoku fighting stances right now; which were normally contradictory in nature in some way— Nero made them fit together, unified.
Nero was feeling more and more excited— he had absolutely built up enough steam even in these first few moments of the fight. Soon, the time would come to do something with it. For now, he would keep up appearances by sticking to some sort of defensive strategy.
“They’re all here for our best after all!” With a big grin, Nero pointed upwards to Marimba. “So I’d expect nothing less!” Firing up his own controlled aura, Nero conjured an extra pair of ethereal arms and boosted them with his Ki. Watching Marimba’s incoming assault, Nero waited until the last possible moment available to divert the hidden ball of energy he had in his coat through his newly formed magical arms, bringing them into a sledgehammer of concussive force that counteracted the oomph from Marimba’s strikes.
Their attacks had both cancelled each other out, just like before.
Swift Masenko Stasis Counter: 2/3, but it leaves stasis and is launched!
[Offense || Light] Swift Masenko for 120,000 PL, used in response to Basic Strike. Technique Specs: 1KP || 20% Power (+10% more w/ Restrained Might) ||
Basic Strike [145884 PL] VS Swift Masenko [120000 PL] They are both within 80%, they fizzle! No damage sustained.
KP: 6/6 (+2 for no tech) MP: 5/6 (+1 for post) HP: 0/290% Resources: Extraterrestrial [2/2], Hardy, Efficient Adaptation, Tactician, Restrained Might
Nero had formed extra arms of his own, made of ethereal blue energy. Because of this, even with his extra arms, every jab Marimba was throwing was now being matched force for force. Even when it appeared that Marimba would win an exchange, a hidden Ki blast would fly out of Nero's coat and into the ethereal fist, boosting its power enough to stop the giant's otherwise decisive blow in its tracks.
Yet, Marimba's attacks did not cease even after that. In fact, they were gradually growing in power and variety as more and more of his energy was diverted to his offense. An upper right-armed clawed jab flies towards Nero's face, seemingly trying to pull a fast one and bypass his defenses. But the claw attack stops dead in its tracks before it could be contested, revealing its true nature as a feint, with the lower right arm underneath it barreling past it at even greater speeds, aiming to smash its fist into Nero's gut with the Namekian's full strength behind it.
The upper left arm follows up with a hook, this time genuinely trying to bash the Saiyan in the cheek. As this happens, a bulk of Ki flows through the upper right arm that had stopped its attack short, firing through the palm as a close-range demon explosive wave. The lower left arm would move solely to disrupt any defense against the explosive wave, looking to grab or bat away whatever limb tries to move to defend against it.
|| Nero’s PL: 400,000 || | x4 Howling Oozaru is Active ||
Nero could appreciate the straightforward and direct style of fighting that Marimba was going with— the Namekian seemed driven in this way. From what Nero could guess, Marimba was simply doing his best to land a hit, it would get him some solid points if there was no decisive victory. Unfortunately, Nero was a tricky one, a fluid and adaptable fighter.
Marimba had decided to up the ante as it were, he put a lot more force into what would be his strikes— but Nero was well into the flow of battle, reacting at a similar pace. Instead of attacking back however, Nero quickly took a deep breath and instead seemed to glisten and sparkle while a sharp zap of energy flickered out from his eyes.
Nero didn’t seem to react at all to Marimba’s feint, not even a flinch. When Marimba’s lower right arm barreled in, Nero slid right under it, and jump rolled over the upper left arm’s hook, then back up and over the small explosive demon wave to end up right back where he started, all the while Marimba’s lower left arm didn’t seem fast enough to catch up to Nero.
The sparkling energy faded away, but the sharp zap in Nero’s eyes had begun to crackle fiercely as he held his hands up, funneling a wealth of energy up into them as he conjured a densely packed moon-like orb of ki that spun and oscillated, letting off blue sparks. “MASENKO!” Nero roared, firing a beam of energy towards Marimba!
Nero uses [Defense || Light] Midnight Dance for 280,000 PL, in response to Assault Rush, with Extraterrestrial it gains the Lightspeed Sparking Variant. Technique Specs: 2KP || 60% Power (+10% more w/ Restrained Might) || (+Lightspeed)
Midnight Dance [280000 PL] VS Assault Rush [218826 PL] Midnight Dance beats Assault Rush, this means it is a clean dodge! No damage sustained.
Nero uses [Offense || Light] Moonlight Masenko for 320,000 PL, aimed at Marimba. Technique Specs: 2KP || 40% Power (+40% more w/ Restrained Might, MP Power Boost & Lightspeed Boost) ||
KP: 2/6 (-2 & 2 for techs) MP: 3/6 (-2 for Power Boost) HP: 0/290% Resources: Extraterrestrial [1/2], Hardy, Efficient Adaptation, Tactician, Restrained Might
Even as Marimba's attacks gradually grew in speed, intensity, and unpredictability, Nero's speed and foresight increased in turn, allowing him to more than keep up. He slips under and over every which way the Namekian tries to land a blow, and even to his arm that sought to grab him amidst the chaos, he seemed to be perpetually out of reach. Even his feint, which would have worked on a lesser foe who was more pressured by the chaos of his mix-up, didn't even phase Nero. It was as if the Mazoku's high-speed offensive was nothing but a brisk dance to the Guru, who quickly saw through and evaded it all.
Just as Nero would slip out of Marimba's attack range, and before the titan could even give chase, the eyes of the Garou-Saiyan viciously crackled and sparked as he fired a wealth of energy in the form of an immense Maskeno directly at the colossus. The mutant could do nothing but challenge the attack with his own body, hunkering down and enduring the full force of it. As the beam strikes him, the attack lights up his body like a blinding moonlight, and the monstrous Namekian roars in defiance against it.
The attack finally reaches its apex, exploding in a violent flash. Then after the light dissipates, Marimba is revealed to be standing firm, though having now dropped out of his muscular full-power state and back to his standard rotund form. His body was smoking from the aftermath of the attack, with the outside of his arms and chest visibly burnt by the potent energy wave.
"That's the level of technique I'd use when aiming for a kill."
"It's an honor to know you're taking me seriously enough to use it."
The Mazoku managed a smile despite the searing pain in his arms and chest. All his muscles felt almost like they were about to lock up from the backlash, but the Namekian broke free of that through force of strength and willpower. He began another straightforward charge at Nero with his four arms open in a wider stance. As he got close, he would try to grab and lift the magician using his lower arms while pounding at his face with his upper arms and pushing him back with the strength of his massive legs.
|| Nero’s PL: 400,000 || | x4 Howling Oozaru is Active ||
It seemed as though Nero’s attack had brought Marimba out of his densely packed muscular form, it was an interesting defensive manoeuvre to hold onto something like that until it was needed. It was a tactic Nero himself employed every now and then, and facing someone that did similarly was fun! “Well, I wouldn’t put it that way, you know I’m not one to kill.” Nero responded, understanding that Marimba likely had a rough life that called for such acts, and for all Nero knew the Namekian’s life was still not without difficult times. “So think about it like this instead— It’s the level of technique I’d use if I’m intending to win!” He added with a smile— it was a tournament, so he would take all of his opponents seriously, even if seemed like a tricky, slippery jokester sometimes.
Nero held up a hand and gestured for Marimba to continue the fight, to which the Namekian eagerly obliged, smiling through the sting of pain brought upon him as he willed himself to fight further— Namekians were tough as hell, and Marimba was certainly no exception!
Marimba charged in once again, trying to make a grab at Nero, who responded with a small kiai to give himself room to back away from the grab; however, Marimba’s upper arms connected with Nero’s head a few times before Nero responded by swinging back with his own extra arms to counter attack. While he was pushed back a bit, there was a certain density to Nero’s presence; he was notably tougher than most people seemed to be as well.
With a mighty roar, Nero then attempted to use all four of his arms to grab at one of Marimba’s incoming fists and use the fearsome giant’s momentum against him to try and swing him overhead!
Non-KP fighting lets goooo
KP: 4/6 (+2 for no tech) MP: 4/6 (+1 for post) HP: 0/290% Resources: Extraterrestrial [1/2], Hardy, Efficient Adaptation, Tactician, Restrained Might
“Well, I wouldn’t put it that way, you know I’m not one to kill.”
“So think about it like this instead— It’s the level of technique I’d use if I’m intending to win!”
"My point was that your unbridled technique was quite deadly. Even most seasoned fighters of the galaxy would have succumbed to it. Using it against me shows your trust in my ability as a warrior. You wouldn't have used that against Mollusk now, would you?"
"But I understand what you mean about the intent. So, I'll refer to our more lethal techniques as our "Winning Moves" here."
Nero beckoned Marimba to continue the fight, and the Mazoku happily obliged, charging straight at the Guru with his four arms spread apart. As the Titan approached, the Saiyan let loose a tempestuous Kiai, stalling Marimba's rapid approach in its tracks. Though forced out of grab range, the mutant still struck with his arms, swinging hooks and jabs at Nero's upper body. The mystic warrior responded in turn, pummeling Marimba with his large Ethereal arms, the two exchanging hits on each other blow for blow.
At the end of the exchange, it was Nero who managed to find the upper hand, grabbing one of the giant's large arms with all four of his, and throwing the Namekian over his shoulder with all of his might, sending him barreling at the arena walls. But Marimba, unwilling to let himself lose so quickly, extended the length of his four arms, digging into the tiles with his claws and pulling his body back onto the arena to face his foe again.
Ultimately, Neither side had made a ton of progress against the other. Every normal strike the mutant landed against Nero felt like hitting an unyielding wall, and he was sure that the Garouian felt similarly. So this time, instead of charging back in immediately, Marimba would try something different.
Changing his stance, the Namekian begins powering up with a guttural shout, drawing out all of the latent Ki he can muster, straining to reach his absolute top form for what he was about to attempt next.
|| Nero’s PL: 400,000 || | x4 Howling Oozaru is Active ||
“In that regard, I suppose you’re right, not many folks are as tough as us.” In regards to Mollusc, Nero had to give it some thought, but it wasn’t a long thought. “Mollusc is tough as well. I fully believe he could still be standing too!” Shakily, perhaps, given the gap in power, but Mollusc could probably still come out standing if he used all that he had to do it. Both Marimba and Mollusc would get much stronger than they were anyway, Nero believed this completely without a hint of doubt.
The fight continued, and Nero had only just managed to swing Marimba overhead— but thankfully Marimba had enough fight in him to use his vast reach to grasp his way back into the arena on his own. He was as tough as he was tenacious!
Instead of charging in again however, Marimba began to collect his energy— Nero guessed that Marimba was going to truly go all out very soon, so it only made sense to be ready to respond in kind. With a divine howl, Nero’s aura swirled outwards, gracefully curling through the grooves of the tiles around him. It expanded outwards, becoming beastly in appearance as if it gained the shape of an ancient creature and his ethereal arms gained more fierce qualities.
The next clash was shaping up to be big and bombastic, the crowd that had so far been cheering and celebrating this match now mostly waited with stunned silence and anticipation...
The buildup begins...
KP: 6/6 (+2 for no tech) MP: 5/6 (+1 for post) HP: 0/290% Resources: Extraterrestrial [1/2], Hardy, Efficient Adaptation, Tactician, Restrained Might
Marimba's Ki churns while the mutant speaks in a loud but almost fearful-sounding tone.
"I'll- I"LL SHOW IT NOW!"
"MY ULTIMATE WINNING ATTACK!"
"RAEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGH!!!"
Marimba's shout turns into a roar as his crimson aura continuously expands, onyx lightning forming within it and arcing around wildly. Then, as it reaches its height at the top of the stadium, the Mazoku's Ki undergoes a rapid and unsettling change. The red energy darkens more and more until it is as pitch black as the unruly lightning surrounding it, having undergone a conversion into pure negative energy. Even the crimson glow of the titan's eyes becomes pure darkness as the pillar of negative energy swirls around, shrinking in size but not mass, as it condenses to its very limit inside the Namekian's body. Then the guttural roar splits into many fractured, echoing voices, screaming together in a tortured harmony.
"CHAOS TRIGGER!"
Upon the utterance of those words, the mind of Marimba was devoured by his own technique. Finally, all that remained was an unconscious force, comprised of pure killing intent, glaring at Nero through the blackened eyes that once belonged to a Namekian. Then, before either side could even blink, the assault began.
The body of Marimba shoots at Nero as if slung by an otherworldly force. Dozens upon Dozens of mutated extremities burst out of the Mazoku's body, each guided by sheer killer instinct, stretching, contorting, and attacking Nero independently from every possible angle to the point where the giant's form no longer resembled a humanoid.
Bone-spiked tendrils expand and rapidly alternate between their jabs at Nero. Dragonlike heads sprout, stretching their necks to chomp down into the flesh of the Saiyan and twist it. Clawed arms flailing around, some seeking to slash across the Garouian's skin, while others tried to bash him around into a more vulnerable position. And finally, numerous eyes open on the Namekian's body and extremities, tracking Nero from every angle and occasionally firing small ocular beams when one spots its chance.
|| Nero’s PL: 400,000 || | x4 Howling Oozaru is Active ||
Marimba, while confident in his strength, sounded off. While it may not have been hard to guess for some onlookers that something about Marimba’s tone wasn’t quite right— it was doubly easy for Nero to near enough know that something was wrong. Even the slightest hint of fear in Marimba’s voice, and Nero could hear it clearer than many others.
All became clear moments later as Marimba underwent what looked to be not only a deeply unsettling change, but a painful one as well. His very aura fought against him, mangled him even. No wonder he was so upset about Gandigan and Amon. In some way he knew what it was like.
With one phrase, the Namekian had turned into a violent near-mindless attack machine. Nero responded just as quickly as Marimba had begun his assault, swirling around to create a dense barrier dome around himself. It wouldn’t hold for the entirety of the attack, but it would do a significant amount to reduce the strength and dull the ferocity of Marimba’s moves. The clawed flailing arms eventually broke the barrier open with great force, allowing the ocular beams to pass through and pepper Nero with some jolts of energy.
However, when the dust began to settle, Nero was still standing, barely shaken from his initial position, at most pushed half a metre. “I see what was meant now, by an ultimate winning attack.” Nero scoffed as he charged up sharp white energy around himself, completely dispelling the dust that was kicked up, revealing that he had accrued several bruises. “I felt that one, the strength in it at least, but it was missing something important.” The sharp white energy that gathered around Nero began to vibrate and whistle. “It was missing control, missing its heart. It was missing you, Marimba.”
Without warning, Nero began running and charged forth, aiming at what he could only guess at the moment was Marimba’s center of mass before he reeled back both fists, the sharp white energy curling around them as his ethereal arms overlayed on top of his real ones, turning this energy into large wolf-like beasts as he flung both fists forward towards Marimba!
Nero gains a +x2 boost by using 4MP! Current PL: 400,000 (boosted to 480,000 on this turn due to Tournament Cap)
Nero uses [Defense || Medium] Greater Kiai Spiral for 384,000 PL, in response to Chaos Trigger. Technique Specs: 4KP || 70% Power (+10% more w/ Restrained Might) ||
Chaos Trigger [525161 PL] VS Greater Kiai Spiral [384000 PL] 525161 - 384000 = 141161, Chaos Trigger has 141,161 PL remaining, so Nero takes 29% damage.
Nero uses [Offense || Light] Inner Outer Fang for 144,000 PL, aimed at Marimba, Extraterrestrial it gains the Bleed+ Sparking Variant, with Efficient Adaptation its KP cost is reduced by 1 Technique Specs:1KP || 20% Power (+10% more w/ Restrained Might) || Bleed, (Bleed+)