New Rnclave wrote:Finland SSR wrote:Itaku
The next few seconds are still rather unclear in my memory. The Saiyan stood up, powered up to the point where I felt actually threatened and then proceeded to lay the smackdown. I found myself on the ground with a lot of pain all over. I hope these seconds don't end up to actually have been hours and this planet is not as innocent as I thought.
What am I talking about? This planet was never innocent to begin with. I stood up, still with some pain in my chin and knee, but nothing scary. "Good one..." I muttered, then clenched my fists. Well, if he powers up, so should I. I have alreade seen what he can do. Punch, fly, shoot lasers, move fast and spew out random phrases from time to time. The aura around me became visible, then bursted outward and increased massively. The ground crumbled as always. Poor flying island, having to take this.
I did not wait or stop to drop a remark or few. That is what he wants. I vanished from my position, then appeared right in front of the Saiyan. Without a moment wasted, I proceeded to unleash a barrage of rapid palm and fist strikes right towards the foe's chest and stomach. I don't think a normal spectator's eye from the side would even be able to process the speed.
Hiroshi:
He'd be lying if he said the first several strikes hurt. The first strike had knocked the wind out of him, and the second and third had forced him to retreat. Dancing around the strikes, Hiroshi sneered as he batted away a strike, drifting under her extended arm. She'd made the unfortunate mistake of telegraphing her strikes after the first few.
Jabbing his fist into her abdomen, he struck again and again, paying her back for every hit she'd landed so far. Sliding back to his full height, a sneer spread across his features as he snapped his head forward, aiming to headbutt her away.
" Those strikes hurt, I'm going to get a nasty bruise from that hit to the gut. But there's one mistake you've made that has hurt you. You're too predictable." The Super Saiyan said, shifting his weight back to left foot and sliding into a defensive stance.
Itaku
Well, sad. Sad for him. I tried to put a witty joke here, didn't work out so well. Hiroshi's revenge punches were tough to take, but I managed to slide back after the first few and avoided most of them. Huh. This isn't going as well as I had expected. But I'm still holding my own.
"I'm predictable, you say? Easy talk when not even 10 seconds have passed. You, however..." I raised my hand, pointing my index finger at the Saiyan. It then immediately flashed in a white color, and started firing a wave of green energy shards. Attack trademarked. Each one flies at hypersonic, or even faster, speeds, and are in the thousands.
If one hits, at best, it'd end up as a bad bruise. At worst... pulverization.