Power Challenge

[Kalseng]

Kalseng felt the flames lick his forehead before he quickly vanished. He just suspended his own existence for a few milliseconds, and he reappeared. Without a second's notice, he saw a blade swinging towards him. Kalseng threw up a hand, and was instantly met with a blade. It clanged with his own, and he was forced to restrict his own movements to solely defensive ones. His speed was matching Yoshimitsu's blow for blow, but his strength wasn't keeping them off of him. As he went to block a swing, it broke through Kalseng's defenses, sending his arm backwards. The blade sliced both his arm and across his chest, slicing through both his shirt and a small amount of his own flesh. Kalseng was soon falling, his mind racing to find the right element. Anything to save him, anything!

Kalseng's impact was cushioned by a surge of white energy, reverting him to his blank state. He looked back up at Yoshi, his white eyes piercing through the tense air. "You reverted me," He started, his voice returning to its echoing state. Kalseng tossed his hair back, readying his fist. The energy swirled around it, and Kalseng focused hard. Soon, his entire body shifted, his jacket morphing into a long sleeve one. The color shifted to yellow, and the energy on his hand elongated. It turned into a long barrel, a handle resting in Kalseng's hand. It suddenly shuddered and became a long gun, a large sight on the top. It was yellow in color, a thunderbolt pattern running on the edge. It was a long-range one, but it didn't fire bullets.

"Hammer of the gods," Kalseng commented. He raised the gun up and pointed it at Yoshimitsu. He pulled the trigger back, and condensed lightning energy, almost a beam, shot out from the barrel. It twisted around as it moved, becoming a spiral as it traveled. It was locked on to Yoshimitsu's very essence, ready to track it to the ends of the earth if it had to.

It would follow Yoshimitsu until he died.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Way of Binding Eighty-one; Splitting Void," Yoshimitsu said calmly, raising his palm. The lightning beam seemed to hit an invisible wall, causing the barrier to become visible for a split second. As soon as the lightning hit, it apparently discharged. No electricity could pass the barrier. In fact, it seemed to be absorbed into the wall.

"Way of binding, the Splitting Void. It completely nullifies attacks below a certain strength," Yoshimitsu explained briefly. He vanished, then reappeared again above the action, palm pointing down at Kalseng.

"Ye lord! Mask of flesh and bone, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, upon this sinless wall of dreams unleash but slightly the wrath of your claws!" Yoshimitsu recited quickly, not wanting to give Kalseng an opening to attack in. "Way of Destruction Thirty-three; Blue Fire, Crash Down!"

With the sound of a cannon firing, Yoshimitsu's palm seemed to explode in blue flames, the force sending him higher into the air slightly. The intensity of the flames seemed to be incredible, far above any of the flames seen already this fight. The blasted down, eating away at the air with incredible speed, aimed for Kalseng.

 

[Kalseng]

A curse tearing from Kalseng's quivering lips was immediately blanketed by the hot, searing flames. He barely had enough time to feel out the command to defend, let alone push the energy. It tried, however, only able to save his arms and face, where most of the energy was at the time. The rest of him was almost entirely scorched. His jacket was flame-resistant, made of a very useful fabric, but the rest of him was sadly lacking in this trait. He screamed out in pain as his clothes began to burn away, charring his skin down to the bone. In a moment, his mind snapped to one element, the only one he could think of.

A wave of bright pink energy washed out in all directions, destroying the flames. What was left was a much more pink Kalseng floating in a bubble filled with special fluid. A crystalline shield had jutted up around him, poking out at odd angles. Both the crystals and the bubble field were tinted pink, matching Kalseng's odd appearance.

"Elemental shift," Kalseng muttered through the liquid. "Heart..." quickly, sheets of charred flesh seemed to peel off and dissipate in Kalseng's bubbly shield, moving to fast for any average healing spell. Ribbons of flesh shot out from his fine skin, wrapping around his exposed bones and muscles, quickly healing him. In thirty seconds, brand new skin and muscles were covering his previously exposed parts. It didn't take much for Kalseng to reawaken. In a matter of forty-five seconds, Kalseng was already pushing against the bubble, forcing his way out of the healing prison.

His pants had burnt up to his knees, and his shirt had the lower torso burned to tatters. Kalseng's clothes immediately shifted, turning to plates as he moved outwards. The armor he wore resembled that of the kind knight's wore, only pink in color. His neckline shifted, and metal shot out and encircled his head, a visor bobbing downwards. The crystals receded around him, and he was slicing through the air, a sword poised in his hand. The blade was pink on the hilt, a small strip of cloth fluttering behind it. The blade itself looked normal enough, but it had a slight pink tint to it, giving it a kind look.

The blade brought with it a moving wave of pink energy, tearing through the air in front of him. The wave was wreathed in ribbons of pink energy, almost making it look like some sort of ribbon beam. Kalseng groaned as he saw it move, curving towards Yoshimitsu's position. Kalseng staggered backwards, adjusting the armor on his body. Odd how convenient it was.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

Yoshimitsu dropped his summon control, Bahamut leaving the sword, and threw the blade to the ground where it stabbed in perfectly. With an exaggerated movement, Yoshimitsu threw up his palm and blasted his own attack back - a beam of black and red energy. The two attacks collided explosively, but no damage was done to either combatant.

"You've elementally shifted to 'heart', eh?" Yoshimitsu commented, dropping to the ground. "And that beam... It was made of the strength from your heart? It felt pure enough. What an inspiring attack. But... you're fighting me. I can fight using the darkness of my heart. I'll counter any attacks like that by meeting them with the opposite force."

Yoshimitsu smirked, noting the enemy's armour. No matter what it was made of, he was confident that he could smash it. He hadn't found a material that he couldn't smash yet. His record wasn't about to be broken, he decided as he ran at Kalseng. Quickly, he vanished, appearing in the air behind Kalseng and swung his leg round in a powerful kick. Then, he vanished again, appearing crouched in front of Kalseng. With a mighty punch, he threw his fist up, uppercutting the armour-clad warrior.

 

[Kalseng]

The attacks collided in the air, and for the first time, Kalseng saw what he was up against. That attack he had seen only one other time. Kalseng didn't bother to force out how he acquired this attack, but he did bother to mark it up under the "I think I know where this is going" category.

Before he could even take a moment to put his defense up, he felt something solid land on his side. The armor he had indented, the now concave dome of his armor barely bumping his bare side. His armor reacted oddly as the contact was made, a shudder of the evil energy touching Kalseng's senses. He locked onto that feeling and felt out where Yoshimitsu appeared.

His arm quickly went to block the uppercut, part of his armor shooting upwards to act as a support column. That snapped on impact, sending the fist straight for Kalseng's chest. The armor once again warped inwards on contact, but this time, it made solid contact with Kalseng's chest. The first nail in Yoshimitsu's coffin. Kalseng gripped onto the feeling of the darkness, pulling it into himself.

About halfway through his short travel, when Kalseng realized that he was still being hit by a powerful punch, He tried to regain his balance midair and skidded to a stop about twelve feet from Yoshimitsu. The armor that had been damaged was now bending and warping, moving to un-dent itself where it had been previously bent. Kalseng soon realized that he wasn't going to be able to win like this. Even if he used Heart, the polar opposite of Dark, it was his sheer power level that wasn't going to do it.

Suddenly, Kalseng's armor seemed to recede back into the burnt tatters he had previously. The pink jacket reverted to white, as did Kalseng's irises. His clothing felt what was coming, so it immediately healed the burns and scars from fighting. Kalseng took a deep breath inward, the energy around him coming to a sudden stop.

"Go!" Kalseng harsh voice commanded. The wisps of energy around him immediately shot up towards the sky, parting the clouds as they ascended. Kalseng took not a moment to move a step to the left, strafing mere degrees around Yoshimitsu. In a split second, a beam of light fell to Earth, enveloping Kalseng left shoulder and downward. The beam was not much wider than Kalseng was, but that was no matter. Kalseng pulled his body out of the beam, and what was left seemed to defy biology itself.

In a flash, Kalseng was spiraling towards Yoshimitsu through the air, dark red feathers flitting behind him in the spinning breeze. Although Kalseng had shifted his element back to heart, this time he had some more power. A large wing was protruding from his left shoulder blade, small runes running down where the bone was. His usual spots died a dark red color, and his clothing had shifted back to armor plating. The plates had to compensate for his wing, and as such, some plates were now covering the bone structure.

As Kalseng neared Yoshimitsu, the wing disappeared, and a sword in his hand took form. He swung it upwards, this time a large red wave of energy spilling out from the blade. The blade itself looked almost like a birds wing, but the hilt was more interesting. In fact, there was no hilt at all. Floating above Kalseng's closed fist was the blade, just hanging in midair. As he knew that Yoshimitsu would have some counter, no doubt, Kalseng twisted himself away from his opponent in midair, the blade disappearing and replacing its previous positon on Kalseng's back.

"Left wing, that of the pierced morning sky, give me your power. Show the truth of my long-forgotten race." Kalseng muttered to himself. It was a tradition to repeat those two lines when you summoned up the left wing.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Powering up again?" Yoshimitsu asked, his right hand glowing. With a casual backhand, he slapped the beam away from him and sent it flying past harmlessly. Hopefully going unnoticed, he shook his hand slightly to get rid of the burning sensation Kalseng's attack had brought on. "You're not half bad, y'know. You're just so very very outclassed."

Yoshimitsu decided to start having some fun. He decided he wouldn't fight properly, he would mess around a bit. Hopefully, he could provoke Kalseng into powering up as much as he could. That was what Yoshimitsu wanted. A challenge. A real challenge. Very obviously and deliberately, Yoshimitsu pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it with a flame from his finger. After taking a long drag, he lowered it again.

"Kalseng, seriously, you're not gonna beat me at this rate," Yoshimitsu taunted. "Tell you what, I'll give you one free shot at me. See if you can take me out in one attack."

Yoshimitsu stretched out his arms, a smirk on his face.

 

[Kalseng]

"Ah, a smoke," Kalseng said, reaching down to his own pocket. "I've needed one myself." Kalseng reached down into his pocket and brought it up to his mouth. The visor on his helmet pulled upwards, and Kalseng inserted the cancerous stick. A bit of energy quickly swirled around the tip, heating it up. A deep, long breath pulled the smoke into his very lungs, catching itself on the other various parts. After he had his breath, Kalseng threw the stick on the ground, and he flashed to green. "There's only one reason I smoke, Yohsimitsu. For that once a year feeling." Before he gave Yoshimitsu a chance to understand, his mouth opened up and a powerful column of black smog left his mouth. It wasn't a large one, but it cleared his lungs. The smoke swirled around Kalseng's opponent, sticking to Yoshimitsu like magic.

Kalseng took his opportunity and pulled back, degenerating back to white. In a flash, Kalseng's left wing turned into a sword again. "Giving me a free shot," Kalseng said, the wing spinning in his hand. "Might have been a bad choice." Kalseng raised up the spinning wing so that it was aimed at Yoshimitsu, and it began spinning incredibly fast. Kalseng flexed his hand, and the wing snapped open. A glowing ring appeared behind Kalseng, about as tall as he was. The ring began to spin wildly, energy flying from the very ground and air around it and into it. Suddenly, the ring convulsed and began to twitch. The center buldged in an odd shape, the very matter of what was around it convulsing in an odd pattern. Tendrils of the distortion wrapped around Kalseng's right arm, swirling oddly around the appendage.

In a flash, there was an odd substance wrapped around Kalseng's shoulder and arm. Down in his palm rested a large blade consisting of two wings, the bone structure in the middle. The feathers on the outer edge seemed to be glowing white, a ring of unidentifiable metal floating around Kalseng's hand. The metal itself seemed to be gently glowing like the sword itself, matching the plates running along Kalseng's arm. The entire arm was covered in this metal, leading up to his neck. Kalseng's eyes had changed again. This time, they did not match the colors he was. They were both his original green color again, but this time, the irises seemed to be rotating.

"Right wing," Kalseng's voice had altered, just as Yoshimitsu's did as he powered up. As if four voices were coming over his own, he spoke with four other voices, each more ancient than the next. This gave him a widely intelligent presence. "Archaic messenger of destruction, come to me to smite my enemies. Absorb." The blade suddenly disappeared, and as Kalseng looked up at Yoshimitsu, so did Kalseng. He was moving too fast for the light to even reflect off his skin, and was quickly in front of Yoshimitsu. "This time," Kalseng's energy was already warping around the very substance of what surrounded him. Suddenly, all of the matter discharged the entirety of it's energy towards Yoshimitsu, large beams of white energy ripping and distorting the matter that touched it. "You fly."

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Alright, if you insist," Yoshimitsu replied, grinning. With a cocky laugh, Yoshimitsu vanished again. However, as soon as he did, a wind seemed to be picking up. It was rather sudden, and ridiculously violent. Within seconds, the wind had turned into a full tornado. The energy that Kal had released was being drawn into the wind, lured in by some unknown force. Yoshimitsu was controlling the flow of the attack, and turning it into something more destructive.

Suddenly, Yoshimitsu appeared above the tornado.

"Way of Binding Seventy-three; Tozansho!"

Immediately the wind stopped, the energy stopped. Frozen completely still. Trapped completely within four triangular walls. With a quick gesture the pyramid shrunk, condensing the attack into a smaller container. Yoshimitsu gave a satisfied smirk, angling himself so that the container was between him and Kalseng.

"Way of Destruction One; Thrust."

The container immediately shot at Kalseng. However, Yoshimitsu was not finished yet. With a click of his fingers, the container vanished and the energy expanded outwards in a cone shape, widening quickly as it approached Yoshimitsu's opponent.

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng felt his energy moving, felt it shifting, felt it shrinking. Kalseng didn't care. As the energy was condensed into a cone, Kalseng pulled in his energy again, sighing dejectedly. Suddenly, the cone shot at him, forcing Kalseng to watch the attack come at him. As the energy expanded, Kalseng swept his right arm forward.

The energy was stopped, frozen in time itself as it collided with the large shield in front of him. Kalseng's sword was still in his hand, the two wings still floating above his closed fist. The shield floated out in front of Kalseng's armor guard, a picture of a wing emblazoned on the front. The shield itself was simple, white, and large. One small bead sat in the middle, and the energy was quickly pulled into it. The shield pointed back up at Yoshimitsu and discharged.

The energy didn't just release, it condensed. The large cone of energy was turned into a fast, twisting beam of energy that seemed to move like a creature, seeking out its enemy until it died. It was like his other attack, the Lark, but this one was more fun. Kalseng cursed under his breath as the shield began to gently vibrate.

"Third wing of archaic intellect," Kalseng said again, the other voices under his own becoming more distinct. "Defend me until the life of my enemy leaves this earth." The shield stopped vibrating and turned to a liquid state. It was still floating, but it shot to his left arm, where it coiled around his shirt gently. The metal was tightly wrapped on his arm, but not enough to stop blood flow. The metal soon stopped moving, allowing Kalseng to move his arm. AS he did so, the metal shifted, allowing ample protection where his joints were, and moving to allow his joints movement. Kalseng wasn't even half done yet.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Way of Binding Eighty-one; Splitting Void," Yoshimitsu repeated, a second invisible barrier forming. However, he felt more strain on this one. Either his powers were weakening or Kalseng was getting stronger. He decided the latter, because he knew that his powers were not weakening at all. Yoshimitsu was now carefully considering his opponent. The fight was getting more intense and he knew it.

"Okay, I'll bite. This whole energy display thing is tiring. Let's go hand to hand again," Yoshimitsu said, drawing both swords from his waist. With the sound of air particles being torn to pieces, he shot at Kalseng. With an almight swing, he brought the katana swinging down at his opponent, then twisted in the air and brought his foot swinging round at Kalseng's head.

 

[Kalseng]

"Yeah," Kalseng said. His voice was immediately overrun by the sound of metal clanging heavily against metal. Yoshi's sword was wrapped up in coils of metal from Kalseng's left arm, leaving the opponent to swing his foot around. Kalseng lifted his right arm up, blocking it on the metal. "No." Kalseng felt the metal on his right arm grab hold of his foot and push it out, holding Yoshi in midair. Kalseng pulled his right fist back, a ring of metal still circling around it. The rocks on the ground began to rise up, his fist glowing white. Flares of power reached out in every direction, making his fist look like a tiny sun. Dust pulled up towards it, wrapping around it in tendrils and columns of silt and debris. Kalseng thrust it forward, trained right for Yoshi's center of mass. As the attack forced itself forward, the energy forced itself outward.

The energy didn't take a very visible form, in fact, it became downright undetectable, except for the simple fact that anything in its path was being torn to base structure and eliminated. Of course it had more trouble with solids rather than liquids or air, and might end up passing through material without entirely eliminating it, but there's no way in heaven, hell, or earth itself that it wasn't going to damage whatever it touched.

"And that," Kalseng said, a smile playing across his face. "Is what we call a Hadoken, cutie."

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Cutie, eh? Never had that one before," Yoshimitsu replied. With a mighty pull, he wrenched his leg and arm from Kalseng's grip and forced himself backwards, throwing both swords into the air as he did so. He swung his arms round, pointing both palms at the incoming attack. Even though he couldn't see it, he could sense its presence and predict where it was. All it took was to meet the attack head on and overpower it. After a moment's concentration, Yoshimitsu fired out a thin beam of red and black energy. The incoming attack was split and scattered as Yoshimitsu's beam cut through its centre.

"It's normally hot or fit, to be honest," Yoshimitsu continued. "Though I guess I can accept cutie, from you." With a wink, Yoshimitsu raised his hands and caught his swords again. This time, Yoshimitsu was not going to allow any openings in his attack. He ran at Kal and as he did so, the Bahamut Blade ignited, covered in blue and gold flames. With a graceful movement Yoshimitsu sent himself into a powerful spin, revolving a full three-sixty and bringing both of his swords swinging round at his opponent, one right after the other.

 

[Kalseng]

"Aw," Kalseng whined as the incoming beam of black energy shot near him. The attack was suddenly stopped in midair, and seemingly brought in to Kalseng's center. His body suddenly convulsed upwards, a black aura surrounding him. Kalseng shifted angrily in midair, the armor on his skin and blades in his hands turning back into three wings, floating some distance from his back. Kalseng felt energy being pulled from him, and a forth, black wing shot out from his back, floating in place with the bottom wing. His clothing turned black, and soon the armor returned to its place on his arms. However, this time liquid metal covered his legs and torso.

Kalseng turned to the incoming cyclone of blades, and he through up an arm. Part of his black aura came up to form a solid shield of black energy, stopping the movement. In a quick twist, Kalseng turned to face his opponent once again.

"And I so very much didn't want to damage your flawless features," Kalseng whined again. In a sudden motion, three halos of energy shot out, wrapping themselves around Yoshimitsu. They were circling him, orbiting him. If he tried to touch them, they'd fluctuate and move away from the touch, but they couldn't be destroyed. It was impossible. They'd follow Yoshimitsu until he died. Kalseng smiled and pulled back, holding out his hand.

"Cero, baby."

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"I don't think you could ruin my flawless features," Yoshimitsu replied. "But this is nice to see. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, I'm flattered."

The blue haired teenage watched the circles that were surrounding him closely. They were made of energy, he could tell that much. So he knew already that he could get rid of them. Energy had a few set rules, and he knew how to abuse each and every one of them. Yoshimitsu stabbed his sword into the ground and raised his hand, concentrating. Immediately, the circles surrounding him began to warp and bend, losing their shape and breaking apart. After a few seconds, they started converging on Yoshimitsu's hand.

"Energy. It was a nice trick and admirably done, but you want to change your style a bit," Yoshimitsu commented. "Energy can be changed as long as you know how to and- wait, did you just say Cero?"

Yoshimitsu had less than a second to react. A red and black beam was inches away from blasting a hole in him. Instinctively, dismissed the energy in his palm and caught the incoming beam, the force of it causing him to skid back. His arm shook violently as he tried to compensate. However, as he held the beam, it seemed to condense and glow, changing into an orb in Yoshimitsu's palm.

"Cero Doblé," Yoshimitsu replied. Suddenly, the orb turned turquoise as Yoshimitsu added his own cero to the attack. With a loud bang, the beam blasted out at his opponent, ready to tear him apart.

 

[Kalseng]

"Ah," Kalseng said, watching the Cero near him. "There we go. I expected as much from you, hotness." Kalseng flexed his palm in front of him, and the energy split once again, pulling into Kalseng's center. The aura around him flashed brighter, but suddenly pulled back under his skin. Kalseng chuckled quietly, and did a quick hair toss, setting his hair back into place. "Well," Kalseng's lips turned into a form looking like a sideways 3. "That was pleasent. I was testing out your Cero, so I only really put forth about half of its strength. And I have to say," Kalseng pulled his legs up in midair, the aura reappearing on his feet. "It's nice." Kalseng drew out the 'I' in 'nice,' and at the end of the word, Kalseng vanished from existance. In a flash, five Kalseng's had positions. One above Yoshimitsu, and four in every cardinal direction.

"One fresh, hot Cero," the Kalseng's said, focusing their powers together. "Coming right up, sexy." Each let loose a Cero of their own, this time letting the Cero loose, not blocking its power. In addition to that, they were moving in at a breakneck pace towards Yoshimistu.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"It's adorable that you think these Cero can hurt me," Yoshimitsu said. He didn't even attempt to move, and all five Cero collided, exploding violently around him. Snow, dirt and steam all rose around him, obscuring him from sight completely. As he came back into view, it was clear that the multiple Cero had done nothing to him.

It looked like Bahamut was wrapping himself around Yoshimitsu. In one hand, Yoshimitsu was holding the Bahamut Blade, but the arm that was holding it was covered by something else. Around his fist Bahamut's head had formed, looking metallic and sturdy. The Bahamut Blade was held in its mouth but as Yoshimitsu moved, the blade seemed to phase through the head.

There were two plates covering Yoshimitsu's arm, one for his forarm and the other for his upper arm. The one on his forearm looked more like a shield, roughly octagonal with four longer edges. A spine extended from this plate, looking like one of the spines on Bahamut's back. On his upper arm, a pentagonal plate was there. A second smaller spine protruded from this plate.

In his other hand, Yoshimitsu held the guardless katana. The armour covering this arm was different. If anything, it resembled samurai armour, a series of navy blue plates that were linked together. A spike extended from each plate, all identical. There were two spikes on either side of each plate, all that uniform blue colour.

It looked like Bahamut was protecting Yoshimitsu.

"Like it? This is my Summon Oversoul. It's interchangable with any of my weapons, and it's a good power boost. I figured I'm gonna have to step it up if I want to keep up with someone as hot as you," Yoshimitsu explained, winking at one of the Kalsengs.

And step it up is what Yoshimitsu did. He vanished completely, moving too fast to be seen at all. The only reason his progress could be tracked was because he appeared for a fraction of a second and slashed the air, releasing a wave of blue and golden flames, at each of the Kalsengs. He reappeared away from the five of them, grinning.

 

[Secad MS]

(OoC: Sorry I've been away for so long! I've had dental surgery, exams, and other uber fun things (sarcasm) that I've been away from the comp for a while. I've also expanded Secad's character more, ability-wise, if allowed.)

As Secad dug away, feeling the vibrations of the intense fight above, she searched for the spot she knew Yoshimitsu was standing over, as the hybrid could mentally feel the location of flames, and where they were being sent from.

Time to fall... The gerbil-human thought, as she quickly dug ahead under the blue-haired male, mentally feeling the location of the rodents around her. They could come in handy.

Surging ahead, Secad tunneled right below the surface where the opponent was, and shot up a few yards away from where Kalseng and Yoshimitsu were, ignored. Good. Secad could hear the soft crack of the earth as it was prepared to cave in.

 

[Kalseng]

The clones looked up at the incoming surge of blue and gold flames, only to snap their heads back at each other in an attempt to formulate a plan. The main Kalseng took the initiative and thrust his hand forward, energy wrapping around his palm. Quickly, a small, red, beam-like structure formed, becoming a blade in his hand. The other four followed his example, and they quickly charged at the incoming wreath of flames. Kalseng quickly brought himself together, the blade surging outwards and upwards, becoming thicker in his hand. He sliced through the wave of flames without a problem and fell to the ground quickly. For a few seconds, he was safe. Only a few.

The ground suddenly gave out beneath him, and Kalseng cursed momentarily. In a brief moment, Kalseng's power flickered. He felt the dark aura surrounding him vanish momentarily, but just momentarily. His skin seemed to flicker as well, along with his clothing. For a brief moment, they were all a strange shade of blue. Kalseng quickly threw something unknown beneath him, but whatever it was, a column of dirt rose up to catch him. He pushed off that column, a dark aura still surrounding him. Kalseng spun himself in midair, and something strange happened.

A funnel of red, laser-like energy formed in the shape of a tornado, and was quickly shot at Yoshimitsu. In a moment, the nature of the tornado was revealed. Black tendrils of energy were lashing out in every direction, the very creation oozing dark energy.

"Spinning Cero," Kalseng muttered. He continued with a louder voice. "Come out alive, please. I'd love to take you for a cup of hot chocolate later." Kalseng bit his lower lip and smiled before landing back on his column of dirt. He loved battling hot guys like Yoshimitsu.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Hot chocolate? Kalseng, we may have to work on this. Most guys appreciate a beer instead. Or, failing that, just say a drink," Yoshimitsu replied, laughing. He grinned as Kalseng launched his next attack - a tornado of cero. Another blast of the same brand of energy that Yoshimitsu had been using.

"Now, I've already used the Cero Doble... And I don't want to damage him too much... Let's see..."

Yoshimitsu drew his arms and legs close to his body, covering his entire form with the Bahamut Oversoul. With a bit of luck, it should protect him from the brunt of the attack and allow him an excellent opportunity to strike back. Sure enough, even though a few tendrils of energy got around his defense and seared his skin, he had been protected from most of the damage.

As soon as he saw his opening, he attacked. At the base of the tornado, there was a small gap for him to attack through. Bracing himself, he uncurled himself and pointed the Bahamut Blade at the gap, firing out a massive blue and gold fireball. The energy around him dissipated outwards, the fireball eating away at it as it made its way to Kalseng.

"Though, I'd be delighted to, Kalseng," Yoshimitsu added, almost as an afterthought.

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng saw the immediate destruction of his attack, and saw the more imminent threat coming near him. Kalseng readied his left arm, and as the fireball came closer, Kalseng swung his arm. The fireball was carelessly tossed to one side, scorching the earth that it exploded on. Kalseng tossed back his hair casually, and promptly moved up towards Yoshimitsu. Kalseng disappeared, only to quickly appear at Yoshimitsu's side. He vanished again, reappearing on his other side. He flashed around a few times before Kalseng activated his move. He had left a small ring wherever he had teleported to, made of the same energy from before. This time, however, he was prepared to attack immediately.

Kalseng snapped his fingers, and the rings whirred angrily. They became real, not just energy. They were golden, inscribed with various runes and other strange archaic symbols. They quickly flipped on their sides so that the open center pointed towards Yoshimitsu. They began to glow, and each fired a hot beam at Yoshimitsu. Each disappeared immediately after, repositioning themselves by Yoshimitsu. They fired again, the beam maintaining the same pattern as before. They disappeared one final time, and appeared right in front of Kalseng, forming a column of rings. Kalseng fired off a small beam, like a Cero. But this time, it was a nice, healthy red.

"Cero," Kalseng muttered. The red beam fired from his palm, but as it passed through ring after ring, it grew larger and more powerful, until the blast radius was about the thickness of Kalseng's body. The beam went towards Yoshimitsu, but suddenly split into seven separate beams. They arced and spun around in different patterns until the beams eventually circled around and tracked Yoshimitsu. "Of Heart." Kalseng added at the end. As he pulled his arm back from the attack, he felt it shiver slightly. A bit too much energy being pushed through his arm as a medium. He focused on it, making his arm ready for the next surge of power. "Come on, don't die on me now," Kalseng playfully moaned. "I really would like to take you up on that drink some time."

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Wait, didn't we do this already? Please say you're not this predictable, I was just starting to like you," Yoshimitsu complained, dispelling his Bahamut Oversoul and sheathing both his swords again. He did not even attempt to dodge this attack. Instead, he closed his eyes and held his palms close together, focusing intently. As he concentrated, a faint aura formed around him.

The beams hit their mark, but no damage was done to Yoshimitsu. Instead, the aura around him intensified. Somehow, it was getting stronger as the beams were hitting it. Yoshimitsu was taking the attacks and absorbing them, converting the energy used so that he could strike back. Even as Kalseng's fake Cero was unleashed, Yoshimitsu was just gaining more and more power. By the end of Kalseng's assault, the blue haired teenager was obscured completely by his radiant aura.

"The conservation of energy clearly states that I can take your energy and use it for myself," Yoshimitsu explained briefly. Suddenly, his previously red aura changed to a blue-green colour as Yoshimitsu fuelled it with some of his own power. It looked like it was constantly shifting as blue and gold flames danced through it, a masterpiece of power.

"I'm not gonna try to kill you now, I'm looking forward to that drink," Yoshimitsu said, clicking his fingers. As soon as he clicked his fingers, the energy fired out in a powerful beam, at least twice as strong as the combined strength of Kal's attacks. It was wider than the aura and moving at an incredible speed, ready to blast Kalseng right out of his armour.

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng was overconfident, too sure in his strengths. If he hadn't been so stupid, he probably could have just avoid this all. As he saw the incoming beam, Kalseng just dismissed it as his attack. He held up his armored hand as the beam neared, and right before it graced the edge of his armor, Kalseng felt the ferocity of the beam. The entire beam enveloped Kalseng, tearing off his armor plate by plate. Kalseng pulled himself in as the beam scorched his clothing, and he felt himself begin to waver. Kalseng cursed as he let his form loose, and his entire body expanded outwards.

A huge, glowing, blue glob of concentrated essence, at least twice the size of the beam, was spread out in midair, the beam falling into the center of the glob and condensing into a small ball. Kalseng pulled himself in at the end of the attack and promptly fell to the ground. The blob had a brightly glowing red center, which was shaking violently. Kalseng pulled himself up, taking human shape once again. The red glow filled underneath his skin and became intense. The blue color of his skin, the swirling color of the liquid that made him up lost its color and became Kalseng's human form once again.

Kalseng seemed to be in excruciating pain, his face contorted into one of sheer torture. He shot an arm up, and the glow within him shot up to his hand, and it immediately shot upwards. Kalseng screamed in agony as it tore from his body, taking the palm of his hand with it. Kalseng pulled his arm back down as the explosive amount of energy left him, shouting through clenched teeth. His hand closed back up, and Kalseng stood once more, shaking it to get feeling back into the new flesh. He felt part of his base form quake with that attack, and he felt a portion of his energy vanish with the healing of his hand.

"Well," Kalseng said, his wings suddenly flashing back into position on his back. "That was something else. In fact, that really hurt. Oh, right. Now you know." Kalseng formed a beam of green energy in his right hand, and it took the shape of a blade. It had no handle, and just floated above his fist. "I'm not strictly a human. I'm a sudo-human, with an advanced form of that animorphus." Kalseng shook his left hand instinctively again, blood flowing back into position. "Well, cutie. I'm still fighting you. And don't worry," Kalseng added, summoning up a flaming ball in his right hand. "I'm completely human until my life is in danger like that."

Kalseng threw the ball in his right hand forward, and followed it up by leaping up behind it. He quickly snapped his fingers, and the ball of flame split into a wave of green fiery energy. Kalseng swung his right arm towards Yoshimitsu, and the laserblade in his right hand shot out a swiping wave of green lazer. The two attacks met and merged, becoming a wave of green energy wreathed in green flames, about the size of Kalseng. The wave, like some of his other attacks, was built to follow Yoshimitsu until it hit.

"Even with all that power," Kalseng called. "That attack is nowhere near as hot as you."

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Aren't you the charmer," Yoshimitsu commented, unsheathing the katana again. "Rise into nothing, Shinkuu." The katana immediately warped, floating of its own accord to Yoshimitsu's shoulder. He ripped his top off, allowing for optimum movement with the second stage of this weapon. The hilt re-shaped itself around Yoshimitsu's shoulder, forming a pointed shoulder guard. The blade coiled itself tightly around his arm like a silver ribbon, looping around at his wrist and then the actual blade extending down past his hand. Yoshimitsu flicked his wrist, the blade losing its integrity and becoming whip-like.

"Let's do this," Yoshimitsu said, sending the new blade cutting through the incoming energy. It split off to either side around him, but the two new waves of energy looped round and came at him again. With a graceful spin, Yoshimitsu sent his weapon cutting through them again, making four energy waves. Then, Yoshimitsu began moving his arm rapidly, making the extending blade whirl around him fluidly. The energy could not get close enough to hit him, and was constantly being reduced to fewer and fewer waves. Moments later, it had dissipated into nothing, cut down by Shinkuu.

"This cross-species dating thing might work out, who knows?" Yoshimitsu said, winking. He threw his arm down, sending the blade whipping down violently at Kalseng.

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng felt his energy bubble up, shifting beneath his skin. With a flick of his wrist, the energy expelled outwards, yet still remaining contained. It wasn't an attack, just a shield. A glowing green collection of energy moved together to form a flat disc in front of Kalseng's body. The metal clashed against the shield, until it bounced backwards. Kalseng dismissed the disc, and pulled his energy in to his palm. His spear, which he had put hours of tireless effort into creating, was being pulled across the entire world. The energy pulled the spear right from its location, ripping its molecules apart.

The molecules suddenly reformed right beneath his hand, pulling into a spear much like the one he creates out of wind. Minute differences, such as hidden buttons and switches, were concealed over the spear, but it would still look like he had made the spear appear like before. No choice but to fight him with weapons at this point.

"Ready, sexy?" Kalseng asked happily. He pulled himself back and lunged. He vanished, moving faster than any single object could move. He appeared behind Yoshimitsu. Kalseng did an upward slash, moving the spear with extreme grace towards Yoshimitsu's bare back.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Ooh, nice speed," Yoshimitsu complimented, winking and flicking his wrist. The blade regained its integrity, and Yoshimitsu met the blade of Kalseng's spear with the flat of his weapon. Quickly, Yoshimitsu angled his sword and, with a horrible scraping noise, sent Kalseng's spear sliding from it and past him. Flicking his wrist to return Shinkuu to its whip-like state, Yoshimitsu performed a graceful spin, looking like he was dancing in the air away from Kalseng. As he spun, Shinkuu whipped round with a violent whooshing sound.

 

[Kalseng]

"Release!" Kalseng called as his finger slammed down on the spear. A small section, no bigger than two centimeters moved inwards, some inner mechanism clicking into position. The spear was still flying foward, and Kalseng used this momentum to assist himself. He spun in midair, and the spear somehow broke into many sections. They were held together by metal made nearly indestructible by special forging. The spear wrapped around Kalseng, forming a small circular guard. The sword-whip struck the chain, and was sent backwards once more, the flow of the whip breaking temporarily.

"Snap together!" Kalseng said, pulling his finger off the button. The spear pulled together instantly, but Kalseng was already to far away from Yoshimitsu to do a counter from the distance he was at. "Release two!" Kalseng called. He slammed on another button, this one a bit higher up. He swung the spear upwards, the head detatching, connected by the same chain from before. As the chain whipped upwards, Kalseng pulled down, the head coming back down after a fifteen foot ascent. As it came down, right at the chest-level of Yoshimitsu, Kalseng spun around, cringing as he saw the blade quickly spin around at top speed back towards Kalseng's spear shaft.

"I hope I didn't injure that flawless chest of yours," Kalseng said sincerely, the head of his spear retracting back to its original position.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

Yoshimitsu was still in a mild state of shock when Kalseng released his spear for the second time. His arm was tingling from the force of the two weapons colliding and, even if it wasn't, he doubted he would have been able to react beyond what he did. He just about managed to move back, stopping the blade from cutting through any of his ribs or internal organs, but he was still left with a pretty deep cut that blood was flowing from easily.

"Fuck," Yoshimitsu muttered, pointing both palms at his chest. His hands began to glow green, and the cut was immediately enveloped by the same glow. As soon as the glow spread, the cut began to seal itself, slightly paler skin stretching across and filling the hole. After a few seconds, all that was left was a pale pink scar.

"Nice trick, are you always that versatile?" Yoshimitsu asked, apparently recovering quickly. He grinned slightly as he prepared to shock Kalseng again.

"Send them to the void, Shinkuu!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Shinkuu warped again. This time, it duplicated itself on to Yoshimitsu's other shoulder, two identical blades and shoulder guards. They were connected at his back, with a series of smaller metal plates running down his spine. Yoshimitsu checked the blades once, both of them turgid like swords. With a satisfied nod, he vanished. There was the sound of a sword cutting the air as Yoshimitsu attacked Kalseng from behind. However, he did not appear. He was moving far too quickly to be seen. Instead of giving any opportunity to counter, he was darting around Kalseng at an incredible speed, ending up with attacks aimed at Kalseng from every direction.

 

[Kalseng]

"I try to stay flexible," Kalseng commented, smiling playfully. As Yoshimitsu approached him, Kalseng freaked out, pulling up a shield again, this time from his fourth wing. The metal suddenly formed, morphing and spinning to block the blows. It couldn't move far enough and Kalseng received a few minor slices and nicks here and there. Blue blood leaked out, causing him to wave a hand over them, moving his skin over to heal them. As Yoshimitsu's speed increased, Kalseng became desperate, trying to match his blows with his spear. He pulled in his consciousness, trusting the shield around him to learn the patterns.

Kalseng searched deep within the vast energies of his wings, trying to find what he could in their deeply complex structure. Kalseng pulled through the outer limits, reaching as far back into their archaic powers as he could, digging deeper than the powers he'd previously used. He dug farther, deeper, faster. Nothing gave, nothing came, nothing new was found. Considering it a nearly useless effort, Kalseng dug only a small fraction deeper, and he just found it.

It looked like a large door, connected to a huge barrier. The door itself wasn't very big, and rather plain in all reality. Kalseng pushed on it with his consciousness, when a voice filled his head.

"Are you sure you want to push that deep?" Whoever or whatever it was, it commanded presence, but supplied ample kindness. Kalseng trembled as he responded in his mind, but he tried to keep strong.

"I'm sure. I have to do this. I have to push past my limits." Kalseng replied strongly.

"Very well, we'll grant you our true power." The voice said. The door burst open, flooding Kalseng's inner vision with light surrounded in many colors, like a prism being lit up by an industrial floodlight.

Kalseng's power burst outwards, tearing out past his exterior, leaving him unharmed. It was like he exploded with energy, the ground beneath him nearly disintegrating with power. As it pushed outwards, it soon dimmed, revealing Kalseng standing in the middle of the torn ground.

A huge, pentagonal shield floated at his left, engraved with a huge red plus-like sign. The shield itself glowed white with a rainbow of colors gently shining through. It seemed to be a hologram, but to the touch, it was made of nothing but solidified laser and light. Kalseng's right hand carried his spear, the ending head having edges in a wing pattern, but the feathers coming together to form a tight, sharp edge. The shaft was a delightful light green color, like a mint shade of green. As the light struck the blade of the spear, ever so faint rainbows bounced off and landed on the ground. The armor plating on his arms was gone, replaced with what appeared to be light itself. They were like prismatic holograms of light, shaped into plates. Thinner versions of this covered his clothing, making him a form of sudo-armor to protect him.

Kalseng opened his eyes and cast them over at the still gorgeous Yoshimitsu, their color resembling that of the glow everything else seemed to give off. His hair was standing up a bit, entirely white in color.

"Ready, beautiful?" Kalseng asked, readying his spear. A quick run of his fingers revealed that all of the buttons were still there, and more importantly, that they were even more conveniently placed. Kalseng turned his gaze back to the horizon, and he moved his leg forward.

In no time, practically light speed, Kalseng was almost flying at Yoshimitsu. His feet were touching no ground, his body was gliding through the matter as it parted its way. Kalseng pressed a button as he approached Yoshimitsu, and his spearhead split into three and fired outwards. They circled around Yoshimitsu before pulling inwards quickly. Kalseng spun his spear around without even looking. Even if they had missed, the way he was swinging his spear, it would still be slicing Yoshimitsu. The blades were charged with an abundance of light energy, making them able to pierce any matter, except itself. Kalseng swung them down at the ground, and tugged them. The chains would then have released Yoshimitsu, and they quickly retracted to Kalseng's spear shaft. This all happened in the mater of 1.4 seconds. Barely long enough to complete two breath cycles.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

Even with Kalseng's suddenly increased speed, Yoshimitsu was not going to get hit due to his own surprise. As the spearhead split into three, he reacted at top speed. The first chain came round, trying to trap him but he ducked under it. The second was targetting his waist, so he backflipped over it. The third was aimed for his feet, so he casual stepped over it. However, the blades were still trying to slice him.

"You're not bad, Kalseng," Yoshimitsu commented, moving very swiftly. He brought his blades moving at top speed, meeting each of the spear heads with a blow of equal force, knocking them either away or past him as they got too close. With a great leap, Yoshimitsu jumped out of the way of the blades and readied his next attack.

"I hope you're this much fun outside of battle," Yoshimitsu said, winking. He extended his arms directly out to his sides and began revolving as he rose. As he spun, tendrils of red and black energy began to flow from the blades, gathering and building up quickly. Within seconds, he had gone from a spinning teenager to a tornado of Cero with him as the centre. Yoshimitsu swerved in the air and shot directly down at Kalseng, the energy ready to break his defenses.

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng turned around, still smiling happily. "I'd like to think so," He said, gently winking his right eye. As the incoming tornado of dark energy approached Kalseng, he held up a hand coolly. The attack met an invisible shield, made visible by impact, and all the energy was immediately dispersed into the air. The very spinning momentum that Yoshimitsu was producing was even canceled out. Kalseng wasted no time, and promptly brought his spear around again for another attack, pressing a fourth button with his thumb. A head split off from the main one again, but this one had a twist to it. As the blade head passed by Yoshimitsu, clearly off target, Kalseng hit a fifth button.

An explosion tore through the air, encompassing even Kalseng in the blast. The explosion seemed to glide around Kalseng, who was currently manipulating the air around him to make the explosion move behind him without engulfing the spear-wielder. Kalseng's roving shield became a circle, suddenly, surrounding Kalseng. It wasn't much thicker than his own hand was, but it would move to defend him. In this form, manipulating it was as easy as breathing.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"I'm impressed that you have all these tricks, Kalseng," Yoshimitsu said, running his fingers through his hair. He seemed completely unfazed by the explosion. Even though it made his pants ripple around him and his hair ruffle, he seemed undamaged. With a click of his fingers, time seemed to halt. The explosion was suspended, all the force it was releasing stopped completely. Yoshimitsu grinned, and turned to face Kalseng.

His hair had changed. It was golden.

"Sorry Kalseng, but I think I have a few more tricks," Yoshimitsu said, winking. He clicked his fingers again, and the suspended explosion just vanished. Then, Shinkuu warped back into its guard-less katana form. The blue-haired teenager re-sheathed the blade and extended his arm to the side, summoning a Guan Dao. He shot from his position like a bullet and brought the weapon swinging down at Kalseng's head. Whether it hit or not, he didn't care. He planted it down into the ground and swung round it, bringing a foot round at Kalseng's head at alarmingly high velocities.

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng brought up his spear just as the blade came down, barely blocking the attack. His spear was knocked downwards, but Kalseng held it firmly with one hand, keeping him safe. The foot came right 'round, spinning from Yoshi's center like some form of record. Unfortunately for his attacker, Kalseng still had a ring of light trying to protect him. Said ring moved up around his head, much like a circlet. The ring bent with the foot, just enough so that it wouldn't break with the force. The foot came in close, but still didn't force the light against Kalseng's skin. He took the moment where momentum was least to bring in his energy once more.

Kalseng was torn from his spot, only to appear next to the only other person in the battle. He thrust his hand out to the pyrokinetic gerbil-human, turning to face her. "Fi," He said in a rushed voice. "Touch me!" Upon reflection of how that sounded, Kalseng shook his head. "Touch my hand!"

 

[Secad MS]

(OoC: This character's name is Secad.)

Ah. An opportunity to wait out for the right moment while the others duked it out. Secad was being ignored, which was quite good for her. She would have waited until Kalseng and Yoshimitsu had gotten tired, then taken them out, but Kalseng suddenly called, while about to be assaulted by a bladed polearm, "Touch me! Touch my hand!"

"Okay, geez!" The hybrid called, jumping up and grabbing his hand, while sending a wall of flame in front of them to ward off the polearm for a second. "What the heck do you need?!"

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng brought up the energy in his palm, flooding the area with his own energy. His aura shot outwards, enveloping himself in a bright, white glow. The aura came out of him about six inches on any given side, and about five feet into the air above him. Kalseng gripped Secad's hand, and his hand's palm turned to goo. That goo began to copy Secad's DNA. Secad's own aura was brought forth, a strong red color. The aura stuck out about four inches on any given side, launching about two or three feet into the air above her. This aura was expected, being brought on by a third party and being unexpected.

Kalseng tensed up, and his aura grew larger, by two inches on every side and by another five feet up above. Kalseng forced his own powers into Secad's rummaging through the various fire based-powers that existed, diving into and past her control of other rodents, and found himself at another door, like the one in Kalseng's body. This door was red and made entirely of a strange wood. Metal created a brass doorknob, which was exactly what Kalseng found himself reaching four. This aura and this door were both perceptual of course, and in no way were truly what the gerbil-human had for actual power, only what Kalseng perceived through a lax conscious. He reached to the door, and found himself tugging hard against its wooden frame.

"Good morning, Secad." Kalseng said to the gerbil telekinetically. With a strong burst, the door flew open, unleashing the floodgates on Secad's powers. Her aura grew quickly, but not fast enough for Kasleng to see before their powers mixed and swirled in midair. The two powers managed to meld and twist, until they both had the same color aura, the entirety of their powers combined both expansive and intense. Kalseng looked over at his new partner, and pulled a hand away. The aura receded into the two owners, their powers melded. Both fire and light were contained in the two, but Kalseng had purposefully copied a second element from Secad.

Her animallistic natures.

Kalseng found her DNA, stored in his own repertoire of absorbed DNA, and copied it into his own, replacing the physical parts of it. Kalseng's skin shifted, replacing his own, thin, human fur with a rather thick coat of white fur. His eyes became a bit more beady, but still maintained their shape and color, mostly. His ears pointed upwards, becoming more and more cavernous as they stretched up and pointed. The hair atop his head became white, and he felt his arms and legs shift a bit. The bone structure underneath them shift, becoming more and more gerbil like. Kalseng stopped them before he lost human shape, but his fingers had become slightly more arched and his fingernails more claw-like. Kalseng's incisors were slightly longer, but not by much.

With a flick of his wrist a fireball exploded into existence above his palm, illuminating his newly formed whiskers sprouting from his newly pink and soft nose. Kalseng smiled a bit, giving a happy look to Secad.

"Ready, partner?" Kalseng asked. He promptly threw his fireball at Yoshimitsu, not allowing for a moment of preparation. "Let's go!" Kalseng pulled at his spear's existence once more, and was greeted by the familiar object. This time, however, the spear was instead red with two ends. One was the familiar, offensive spearhead, but the other was a more large, defensively-based blade, resembling that of a Guan-Dao's. His light armor had long since disappeared, but Kalseng couldn't care less. A slip up with fire armor and he could get burned. Best play it safe for now.

"Halo destruction," Kalseng said, flicking his non-spearbearing wrist forward. "Fire fusion." His palm almost exploded with light, a beam of twisting magics shooting forward through the air. Tendrils of fire flared up around the beam, adding to the sheer heat. Kalseng pumped a fraction more heat energy into it, and the beam became even more intense. The fire on the outside became a blue color, hot with power. That beam was stronger than he expected, and even more powerful than any Cero he'd absorbed as of yet. Except that weird one that tore of his armor.

But that didn't count.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Oh, great. Two gerbils," Yoshimitsu muttered. He raised his voice slightly. "Kalseng, as much fun as this is, you're underestimating me."

Yoshimitsu threw his guan dao directly upwards, sending it rocketting into the sky. Quick as a flash, he pulled out the Bahamut Blade and spun into a slash, meeting the beam of fire. As he spun, he covered his sword in an unusual aura. The fire met the aura, but could not pass it. Grinning slightly, Yoshimitsu put a bit more force into his defense and dropped the aura. Instead of defending, he went on the assault and sliced straight through the beam. Not a single flame touched the blue haired warrior. His assault was not finished yet, though.

Yoshimitsu shot directly into the sky, sheathing his sword as he went. He was chasing the guan dao, and as soon as he got close enough he grabbed it.

"Bahamut! Into the guan dao! Ready the Flare Impact!" Yoshimitsu roared. As his fingers wrapped around the weapon, it was covered in a vivid glow. The divide between shaft and blade warped, taking on the appearence of Bahamut's head, the shaft resembling Bahamut's tail and the blade resembling Bahamut's wing. The blade ignited with blue and golden flames, and Yoshimitsu began to twirl it around himself, building up momentum.

"Kalseng, Secad, get ready for this," Yoshimitsu muttered as the flames began to cover the entire weapon. As soon as Yoshimitsu knew the attack was ready, he threw the guan dao directly down at Kalseng and Secad, blade first. Whether it hit or not was not his primary concern, though if it did it would be better. The guan dao began to pick up speed as it shot down like a bullet, a vivid blue and gold aura growing around it. As soon as it touched the ground, it would release all the energy contained, the combination of two intensely powerful attacks rushing out in an explosion. It would eradicate everything.

 

[Secad MS]

"Holy..." Secad said, amazed at what was happening to her and Kalseng's transformation into a gerbil hybrid like her. "What are you doing? Wha-"

"Kalseng, Secad, get ready for this," Yoshimitsu said, as he threw his polearm directly at them, glowing gold and blue.

"Oh, crud!" Secad exclaimed, seeing that this did not look good. It looked like something that would explode as soon as it would touch the ground. That meant she had to prevent it from touching said ground. Secad quickly sent a barrage of flame to float above the ground and a flame wall to block it, but instead of being just a simple shields of red, flickering flames, it was intertwined with what looked like a semi-solid, purply...she had no word for it, but it held the bladed polearm up.

"What the heck is that?!" She hissed quietly.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"You think fire can stop that?" Yoshimitsu asked. "Bahamut! Release the flames! Flare Impact!"

Yoshimitsu clicked his fingers. Immediately, it seemed as though the guan dao had exploded. All of the energy contained within the weapon was released, blasting out violently. No matter how much fire Secad had summoned to try to stop it, the force was overwhelming. Yoshimitsu pointed his palm at the weapon, and it immediately flew back to his hand.

"Tell me when you're ready to give up."

 

[Kalseng]

"Secad!" Kalseng barely had time to put together a complete plan before his body acted. The two of them vanished, gone from existence all together. A collumn of smoke erupted, quickly flying backwards at a breakneck pace. They had still gotten a brief wave of the explosion, but not enough to do severe damage. Kalseng skidded to a stop a fair distance away from the outer edges of the explosion, the tips of his new whiskers singed slightly. He looked down in his arms to find Secad resting between the two.

"You're welcome," Kalseng said, standing her up on her feet. "Now, let's go!" Kalseng didn't even wait for the explosion to subside before he charged in. The final wave disappeared before he arrived, and Kalseng took that opportunity to use a previously unexplored technique. He stopped dead in his tracks, and looked upwards.

"Ground!" Kalseng shouted, a ring of energy flowing outwards and covering the earth in a forty foot radius. "Charge!" The ring suddenly became rigid and sharp, strange arcane runes crawling towards the center. As the runes touched Kalseng's feet, he felt all of his energies meet together, ready to release. "Fire!" The word tore from his lips, and the ground suddenly flashed a bright white, but it soon faded, and nothing seemed to have happened. Kalseng looked around anxiously, and then shot a glance up at Yoshimitsu.

"Sorry, love," Kalseng said happily, re-summoning his red spear. "I'll try something el-" Suddenly the ground exploded in dozens of spots, huge rockets of red and white soaring upwards, arcing and curving with extreme power in midair. The rockets didn't seem to have any plan, form, or direction. They moved like they had a mind of their own, like a living being. It was then that Kalseng saw what he had done.

Dozens of small rodents were flying through the air, their own powers merged with that of Kalseng's fire and light, a third element thrown into his own unexpectedly. The beams would protect the small creatures, and with the power that each carried, it looked like they could pierce any material by sheer force and magic alone.

That's it! Magic! Bare energy can be absorbed, but magic is something else entirely! Now Kalseng's attacks wouldn't just be reformed. They'd just have to drill through.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"You're still underestimating me," Yoshimitsu stated, waving his hand. The guan dao vanished again, and he pulled out both of his swords once more. As the strange rockets shot into the sky, he weaved around them expertly and avoided impact from any of them. In the state he was in, fighting was no issue. He was still holding back a bit. Those rockets, whatever they were, wouldn't touch him, he was sure about that.

"Come on, show me what you've got, Kalseng," Yoshimitsu challenged, shooting directly at his opponent. He spun as he approached Kalseng, launching a powerful aerial kick. Then, he dropped to the ground and spun again, bringing a sword swinging round at Kalseng's head.

 

[Secad MS]

"Whatwasthat?!" Secad said extremely quickly, as they briefly disappeared into what her mind saw as a pocket dimension of some sort. This was getting a little odd. Nevertheless, she shot up as quickly as Kalseng did, watching him send magical rodents at Yoshimitsu.

Rodents? Secad thought, a little puzzled. That's my thing!

Then as Yoshimitsu swung at Kalseng with his sword, Secad went into action. If these rodents were magical...hmm, that could work. Better save some for later, though.

"Squirrels! Light explosion!" She called, summoning a fire katana much more easily than she could have ever done. Kalseng's merge must have increased her powers! She could usually only manage daggers.

Some magic squirrels zoomed at the blue-haired sword wielder, and let loose a barrage of bright light in front of Yoshimitsu's face, hopefully blinding him at least temporarily. As he was hopefully distracted, she blocked his swing, right in front of Kalseng's head.

"Move!" Secad hissed.