[Round 3] James vs. Vincentius

GTB III. Imported from live Gaia guild archive.

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Table of contents
  1. Vintrict
  2. Fierach
  3. Striker Nightmare
  4. Fierach
  5. Striker Nightmare
  6. Fierach
  7. Striker Nightmare
  8. Fierach
  9. Striker Nightmare
  10. Fierach
  11. Striker Nightmare
  12. Fierach
  13. Striker Nightmare
  14. Fierach
  15. Striker Nightmare
  16. Fierach
  17. Striker Nightmare
  18. Fierach
  19. Striker Nightmare
  20. Fierach
  21. Striker Nightmare
  22. Fierach
  23. Striker Nightmare
  24. Fierach
  25. Striker Nightmare
  26. Fierach
  27. Vintrict
  28. Striker Nightmare
  29. Fierach
  30. Striker Nightmare
  31. Vintrict

1Vintrict

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Description: A mountain plateau, one of many that lies in a mountain range north of GTB known as the Tophead Mountains, is the fighting spot for this round. Moving from the standard of being inside a stadium surrounded by people, Midus Sonners has decided to make up for throwing the fighters into a fight full of bad weather and has taken them to a spot that is nice and warm with nice breezy winds of the fresh mountain air, and a good amount of water surrounding each plateau, with various other hills present throughout, including some land and a background view of the higher mountains. Each fighter will be in a location far away from the other matches, so neither will be capable of seeing one another, unless someone launches a pretty large technique, be it visually or by magical sense. Cameramen rest in flying helicopters and on islands out in the water to keep a close watch on the fights taking place for all to see from the safety of their livings and the large screen present back at the GTB stadium.

Grass and rock is the terrain, with a few small ups and downs that keep the plateau from being perfectly flat. The edge drops down in a curve toward the waters, the plateau raised at a height of fifty feet above water. The slope isn't steep, so if one slips down the hill, they can easily catch themselves and start walking back up, though not without some effort.

How The Fighters Arrived: All fighters were transported via helicopters, one helicopter per fight with both fighters being transported in the same vehicle.

Special Conditions: None.

Field Measurements:

Here is a visual of the field measurements, with the assumption that the plateau is circular on its top.

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Ten Count Boundary: The moment someone goes goes outside the 30ft diameter, meaning touching the slopes, the ten count starts. To show where the ten count starts, a holographic barrier surrounds the plateau in a half opaque orange color. For reference, the distance of the slope from the edge of the top to the water is 15 ft.

The flying rule remains.

2Fierach

James waited for battle.

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The martial artist had returned to his classic outfit... atleast for this match. Clad in his recognizable outfit, the black jacket that bore the burning symbol of Eredas on his back was more then adequate for protecting him from the elements up high on the mountain, and also adequate for concealing some of his weapons.

James's main weapons were still in plain view. They always were. The two fists he had on his hips were covered by an arcane gauntlet, and a toughened punk glove, the latter which was designed to resist bladed weaponry. The beautiful nearly 6-feet long nodachi Amaterasu lay at his feet.

He looked extremely handsome today, standing casually proud with wind-swept hair awaiting battle. His eyes betrayed his doubt however, from behind the grey shades he wore, the brown orbs held some anger from the previous match. People like Link were the worst for James to fight, naturally kind-hearted and spirited people were the hardest for him to work up any battlefury to execute his more powerful moves on. It irked him to lose a match that was far from decided without him having fought to the fullest of his ability.

"Perhaps I really should have just toasted him" James mused silently. But where was the fun in that? The martial artist had his pride as a warrior too. He couldn't let the doubts take hold of him today though, he had a battle to win. Hesitations were death.

He held up his left hand and pulled back the sleeve to check his pulse.

"*Check your blood*" he told himself.

3Striker Nightmare

Vince was known for being a some-what outlandish fighter, mostly berserker-esque until he decided that it was necessary to bust out the magic. If he did bust out the magic, well, it was still more or less wrapped into or tied into his melee usage, and it was deadly nonetheless. James' opponent arrived at the same time , however, not in the way that one would suspect. The massive beast of a man literally, despite the pilots' warnings, jumped from the helicopter which was meant to touch down and drop him off. True enough that the helicopter was only thirty or so feet from touching down, but Vince just wasn't going to wait any longer to get into the heat of battle and show his opponent just why he deserved to be here.

When Vince smashed to the ground, there was basically a huge thud as his right fist slammed into the ground. He was in a typical kneeling position, one leg back, the other forward, and his hand was placed on the ground in-front of him, black-plated gauntlets having smashed up rocky terrain during the impact. As Vince stood up, his massive great-sword touched scraped the ground, and even though Vince's height was that of a very tall basketball player, 6'11", the sword didn't hang much off the ground. It was very evident in this that despite James' sword having length, it wasn't longer than Vince's.

Infact, the swords pretty much evened out. Vince, however, seemed to have a slight reach advantage with the blade being six feet long in length and the hilt being a foot and a half long or so. The hilt stuck up over Vince's head, and with a yank, Vince ripped the sword free from the straps that held it to his back. He pushed it forward in his right hand so that the tip of the blade touched the ground a few feet infront of him. The massive warrior standing to 6'11" and weighing in at roughly 250 lbs was ready to get this show on the road.

4Fierach

"Giant" James thought as he studied his opponent, although he had taken the chance to eye him earlier on in the helicopter (their ride was a bit slower due to the man's weight), you could never know enough about your enemy.

But big didn't necessarily mean slow he knew. It was the story of his life, usually matched up against the big people. He had about a 50:50 ratio in this department, depending on how seriously he took the fights. Vince was atleast a foot taller, and much more heavily muscled. James figured would require his flames in ample amounts, and from the feeling the man gave off, James was willing to wager any important body part that Vince was in no way human. Just what he was remained to be seen however.

He kicked his sword up and deftly caught it with both hands, the beginnings of a plan formulating in his mind. He slid his right foot back and held his nodachi up above his head with both hands, his right hand on the end of it and the blade pointing at his left and waited for Vince, some 15-20 feet away, his own aura expanding and growing in intensity as he drew out his powers. His sacred flame manifested themselves around him like little vapors, taking a focus around his hands. The non-human would suffer incredible pain if he was exposed to them, even if he was resistant to heat.

5Striker Nightmare

Vince of course had sensed earlier on that James had some sort of magical energy to him originally. However, as the flames manifested themselves around James' hands, Vince's right eyebrow raised slightly. Of course, it wasn't every day when you seen a man wielding a giant sword and making magical flames fly about his hands. Then again, Vince had seen something like it before in the Dark Tournament in his own fight against one Gold Alexander who used magical flames with physical property which burnt through even Vince's natural, specialized armor.

The giant of a man shrugged, and instead of rushing James, took a very slow step forward, the sword dragging along the ground infront of him. As this happened, Vince's magical energy began to manifest itself, however, not in the form of an offensive ability just yet. Instead, the ground around Vince's very slow moving feet began to tear itself up, sending rocks and grass flying up into the air to float around Vince's knees. A very small amount of energy was amassed for the time being, but it would grow more potent, and eventually, make the man a humanoid tank.

For now, however, he would be satisfied with gaining a bit of his own magical build up while slowly, and very slowly, walking towards James.

Charge = 1

Sword position: Infront of Vince and diagonally touching the ground two feet or so infront of Vince slightly to his right side, James' left.

6Fierach

Gold Alexander sounded just about right. If anything though, Vince was about to meet one of the originals, the real damn thing. Welcome to the bigs you bastard. If James knew about Vince's fight in the DT with this so-called Gold Alexander, he might've kindly informed his opponent that if he had a tough time with Goldilocks, he was plain screwed here.

Not that he would've anyway. No need to alert his friend here any more then he had to. Deciding to buy more time, and feeling that he was up to the challenge of taking anything Vince could through at him (from this range anyway), he would called out tauntly even as crimson flames blossomed into existence around him, burning steadily.

"Alright, lets cut to the chase, why don't you tell me what you are?" Whether he lied or told the truth, James figured he'd know soon enough.

7Striker Nightmare

Did Vince have trouble with Gold Alexander? Not so much. Basically, Gold Alexander managed to get Vince in a choke hold and complete it, at the cost of his life basically. Shattered ribs, all of his muscles were torn with absolute monstrous electrical shock, and his arms and sides had been ripped to living fuck by something other than Vince's sword. Something more natural that James would feel very soon if he kept playing games. True enough he was building up more of his magical fire, but Vince was gaining strength, and before long, his monstrous strength would be a little bit more than doubled.

"Aha, how about you tell me what you are? You seem to me like you're some sort of fire demon, yet I sense no mythical pansy-blood running through your veins. You're a little bit less awesome than my first opponent. Apparently he was some sort of angelic half-vampire with the ability to turn himself into a brick of titanium." Vince was more than content with giving James a bit of banter, and while he did so? You guessed it, bigger chunks of the ground began breaking up from the floor to float around Vince, however, this time the rubble was floating around Vince's chest, and not his knees.

His energy was at about 66.6% of what he needed to unleash his most potent form, and all James was doing was allowing him to build that energy. He of course kept walking very slowly towards James, his sword scraping the ground infront of him as he did so. It's not a wonder that the massive man needed his sword sharpened before he came into this match; he treated the beautiful black blade as if it were a beginner's bronze sword. Treated it as if it were a toy, and perhaps, in the man's eyes, it was. After-all, he was using it in a tourney for sheer sport, and that must have been as much of a playground as any; why not bring in the toys, then?

His very slow, sluggish walk had now brought him to about ten feet away from James instead of the original fifteen. He was really just toying with his opponent at this point.

Charge = 2

Sword position: Same place as before.

8Fierach

Whatever the hell Vincent said, James only noticed that he didn't answer his question, instead skirting around it. He also noticed the big rock chunks breaking off and flying up into the air around him. Was he telekinetic? Did he have power over the earth? Was it simply the result of him powering up? James didn't know, although he waved off the first two as being unlikely.

He threw his first plan out the window, sensing that it wouldn't work against this large man (it had orginally involved using the terrain against him, such a small arena it was). Powering up worked both ways however, and although James remained alert as he did so, he pointed the nodachi forward at his approaching enemy, looking as if he was using it as a stop-gap buffer. The very ground he was standing on was scorched black as his aura of fire grew and burned light-blue with a brilliant intensity.

If Vince thought that his flames were simply just that, he would be mistaken. James's sacred fire was that of his ki, an energy that most living things had, given special power by his bloodline.

"I? I eat things like you for dessert." the martial artist stated boldly. His hair flowed upwards widely, and his hands seemed to shake ever so minutely from the strain of containing his own raw power as he stood his ground before Vince's advance, only shifting his right leg back a little more and bending his knees ever so slightly, as if preparing to make his move. His sword was ungulfed in his fire a while ago, and it was only strengthed, the beautiful nodachi finely attuned to its owner.

9Striker Nightmare

Alright. This was getting to be a literal fight of "My power beats yours!" and Vince was getting a bit antsy to start the show. True enough that he should have started it before James built up this massive amount of energy which involved the man literally scorching the ground and wrapping his weapon in spiritual flames, but again, this was simply another Gold Alexander. True enough this guy was seemingly stronger than Gold Alexander, based on the energy that was coming off of this guy as Vince's energy grew. Unfortunately for James, Vince's energy was reaching its cap.

This time, as Vince took one more step forward, Vince's energy broke its maximum level. This time massive amounts of rock flew up from the ground to float around Vince's torso, literally hiding his torso from view. His arms however came down past the shrouding of rocks, and the sword was still visibly sticking out from the rocky armor that Vince had apparently donned. Not only did the rocks get larger, and float around Vince, the ground seemingly.. flattened.

An area in a five foot circle around Vince seemingly smashed itself into the ground, flattening stone and grass alike, but doing nothing to the over-all scheme of things. Vince's blood seemingly ran cold as he felt his power pulse through his veins, and with a blink, he looked at James and the magical flames which flew every which way. However, if James were to pay close enough attention, he would notice that Vince no longer had human eyes, nor were they brown any longer. His eyes were sharpened, almost squinted, and in the middle of a now green iris, there was a serpentine pupil.

Whatever Vince had been doing would become apparent if James gave him anymore time, and since James had been bending his knees and prepping his weapon, he obviously expected Vince to move at him, and to do so with his own weapon. Oh, Vince would come at James with a weapon, but it would be like nothing James had ever seen before. Or perhaps he had, but the creature he'd fought then was nothing like Vince. Who took one more step forward on his newly created flattened surface, and closed the distance down to eight feet.

Charge = 3

Sword Position: Still as it had been.

10Fierach

"Distance!"

Should keep your distance, James told himself. Although he had some space behind him for maneuvering, it would be highly unfortunate if some outburst of power simply ringed him out, and the chances of that were increasing as both combatants built up their power.

He saw the slitted eyes. He made eye contact, an action meant much as to gauge the intention of the foe and to gain an insight into what would happen next as much as it was simply the way of the warrior. He had seen those kind of eyes in precious few before. Basilisks, dragons, reptillians, dinosaurs. His most recent memory of one of these creatures was a naga (she said she was a lamia though) in Heaven or Hell named Vivi.

Again, story of his life, giant opponents, be them women, men, or monsters.

"No reply?" James asked softly, and then "Well then, I don't need this for you!" with one mighty stroke, he reversed the grip on his nodachi and drove it straight into the ground before him, biting deep into the earth.

The blade was super-heated, and the weapon was still on fire after being in contact with James. It didn't seem like it would be pulled out easily. James took up a low stance, bent over with his left elbow resting on his forward knee and his other hand dragging on the floor. He had the demeanor of a tiger ready to pounce his prey. His crimson flame seemed to disappear, but if Vince would notice, James seemed to be absorbing his flame, letting it empower himself.

There were two ways that he primarily used his unique power. One, he let it wrap around him, or casted it at will, allowing for a great variety of fire-based assaults, and giving him a minor physical boost.

The second, and newly developed method, was to absorb it into himself, and unleash it from within, like a firecracker within a glass container, generating immense strength and power for short periods of time at great detriment to his body. It was more efficient and effective then his original empowerment methods, but also far more damaging. His eyes flashed ruby. His muscles twitched and bulged as he fought to hold himself together. This was it!

"Seidou Goui!" (Roar as One).

11Striker Nightmare

Needless to say, James guessed it correctly. Half of it, anyway. Vince's eyes maintained the green serpentine slit as he began walking towards James even as he began to kneel. This was fine. It was all good and dandy that the energy that James had built up was being consumed in order to make himself stronger in some way, whether that was physically, mentally, or magically yet, Vincent wasn't sure. However, it didn't really matter. He had a feeling now that James would be much more limited in how he attacked now that he'd gone and driven the sword into the rocky ground they were standing on.

"Let this answer your question!" Vince yelled out with a chuckle following as the massive stones which flew around his head began to break and crumble, and then all of a sudden they were thrown in every direction. The rocks flew upwards, downwards, sideways, and pretty much scattered all over the arena as Vince's energy manifestation broke and went into his technique. As Vince began walking towards James, and as soon as the rocks started breaking, Vince's body began to alter itself. His muscles began to compound and grow a bit larger, his skin even, started to change.

His slightly tanned skin began to have scales crawl up his arms and down his neck. The scales quickly covered his form, changing him from slightly tan to literally green. Not only this, but four things of note happened. There was a shredding of metal as claws burst from Vince's gauntlets and from his steel boots. The claws on his hands dangling from where his fingers were. This made gripping Vince's sword slightly awkward, but it was done easily enough when the claws cut into the hilt, creating more of the tears in the new hilt that had been present in the old hilt.

The claws on Vince's feet just shot out of the boots and were there, menacing, sharp, and could be used to tear at things if he were to kick or drag his foot down something. From his back burst three things. A pair of veined leather wings with green scales were the first to manifest themselves as they ripped through the back of Vince's thin tank-top. The second thing was from Vince's lower back as the dragon's tail snaked it's way down and hung idly behind Vince, massive, thick, what you'd imagine a miniature dragon to have.

The most stunning change, however, was when Vince' face changed. His face jutted outwards, his mouth and nose literally turning into something which resembled an alligator's snout. His new serpentine eyes sat in their original position, however now more menacing when viewed with the entirety of the beast's body. With a roar and a swelling of the dragon's throat, the dragon walked slightly faster towards James.

By this time, he was roughly five feet away from the crouching James, well within range to use his sword. However, the sword didn't move.

Charge = 0 (Transformation = 3)

Sword Position: Still in the same place.

Breath weapon use: Prepped due to the throat swelling; not used.

12Fierach

James let out a focused kiai, or martial arts breathe, bringing himself under control... for now. It was fitting that the very top-tier techniques relied so heavily on the basics of all martial arts just to work. James did not think for a minute that this empowerment was going to help him outmuscle a dragon.

No, he was much smarter then that.

The rocks he could deal with, easily smashing aside the limited ones that came at him with his fists and a burst of flame. As for Vince's transformation into a dragon? It was one of the best things he could've hoped for. No longer did he have to actually deal with the metal armor, but the reinforced hide of a mythical creature.

Although some would argue that the latter was much more intense, it was exactly the sort of thing he learned and trained to defeat.

James darted back three feet, closer to the edge and cocked back his right fist, with his left held open before him and holding a small flame. Additional fire once again simmered into existence around him, just waiting to be unleashed. Even in his apparent backing away, James taunted his monsterous foe one last time.

"Looks like you're the one with the mythical pansy-blood eh?"

It was like that moment in the Hitchcock movies before all hell broke loose. Their arena looked fitting enough, large area of it blackened and super-heated and alternatively flattened and ripped up by his opponent.

13Striker Nightmare

Well, needless to say, James was making this much easier for Vince than he should have been. This arena was only thirty feet in diameter. Both opponents had been fifteen feet away on opposite sides, and James kept backing up? How much more space did he really have? Or was he trying to get Vince over to the edge to try and push the much heavier opponent down the slope? It really didn't matter, because James was making some stupid decisions in the long run of things.

He didn't try engaging his opponent, who now was building more energy. This time, however, things were being done differently. Vince was no longer gaining energy for his transformation, but instead, he was powering his elemental skills. There were different elements that Vince could control, and one of them happened to be stone. As Vince began to walk forward, once more slowly, towards James, shortening the distance once more down to five feet, rocks from the broken and smashed ground once again pulled themselves upwards, but this time, they stuck to the sides and bottoms of Vince's steel boots. Why in the hell was he doing that?

Powering the element of earth that he was able to control, obviously. Now, this wasn't all he was doing. He was finally giving his stance a switch. Now, his left foot slid forward, his right slid back, and it more or so looked as if Vince's left shoulder was facing James, Vince's right shoulder and sword arm was back, with his sword having shifted so that it's tip was touching the ground a few feet behind Vince with about the middle of the blade parallel with Vince's hip, and the blade being held a bit infront of it.

At five feet, Vince waited.

Sword Position: Changed so that Vince's left shoulder is infront, Vince's right shoulder and sword are back, the sword touching the ground with it's tip behind Vincent.

Breath Weapon Use: Prepared

Elemental magic: Charged for one use in earth.

14Fierach

For those who had fought James multiple times, they'd notice the subtle color change in his flames. They denoted the intensity and power at which he was fighting. The now-brillant red fires about him now were approaching a whitish blue sometime before dropping back to current brighter iteration of what he had started at.

It meant that atleast half of his power was somewhere else. Vince would find out all too late as James held up his left had and clenched it.

The dragon just walked into a landmine of epic proportions. All of James's fire stored and charged within his sword erupted like a volcano point-blank before Vince's very eyes. Why else had James left his sword there and backed up? Vince probably thought he was disarming himself out of pride. Instead James was setting the trap.

A geyser of blinding blue flame poured out out of the arcane weapon like an unending tide, with more then enough force to rip the the dragon's makeshift stone protection and his actual armor and toughened hide from him, let alone scorch him horribly all over.

Ontop of that, he didn't seem like he had any way to block the attack. His sword was in back, doubtless ready to swing or something similar, and his stance was crumbling as the ground gave way beneath him.

Fighters on other plateaus may be treated to a small spectacle as the pillar of flame surrounding the sword raced upwards to the heavens for a brief few seconds.

Now, as impressive as the attack was, James didn't think it'd take the miniature dragon out, but he'd be crippled nonetheless and in immense pain. Flesh would seared and melted to metal, torn up by force all over, and his eyes probably disorientated in the brillant blast as well. If he was unlucky, they'd be damaged for the rest of the match, the man's race made him even more susceptible to James's sacred fire overall. Vince would probably need a moment to get his bearings on where his opponent was, and James wasn't an idle man.

15Striker Nightmare

Needless to say, explosion or non, it didn't really matter. The sword had been a few feet away, perhaps two or three. James had backed up only a few feet, after-all, and originally had been directly behind the sword. Now, if Vince were to stand idly by and watch as a sword erupted into a dazzling pillar of flames, well, then yes, he was obviously retarded. However, as soon as felt the magical energy erupt, he of course countered with something that he had hoped not to use so soon. Didn't really matter, though. Vince's right foot lifted about an inch off of the ground and smashed back down. This brought a rumble beneath Vince as stone and chunks of ground ripped themselves from around him, and even snatched stone from the air to use in the grand scheme.

"FIRE? IS THIS ALL YOU HAVE? FIRE?" Vince let out a bellow of laughter as the stones quickly manifested themselves into the shape of a giant stone wall, which of course, was thrown up in Vince's face. Of course, no, the wall wasn't seven feet tall. It was only nearly four feet tall, and of course, Vince was forced to react even further. The flames ripped towards Vince, and Vince's sword was ripped to the front of his body, and slammed against the rock wall, even as Vince's body bent and smashed against the wall.

What Vince had done, of course, was reinforce the wall against the explosion by bracing the sword, and then, braced himself against the wall and the sword with bent knees, hiding himself behind the wall. The fire and explosion would rock the wall, and some of the flames would of course rip into Vince's face, and would heat the sword to the point of where it scorched his scaled hands, however, no serious damage was attained. Unfortunately, this did leave Vince unaware of where James was at the time, but he could be easily found.

Sword Position: Braced against the rock wall that was created using Vince's stored energy in the earth element.

Elemental Magic: Down to even, no charges in any element.

Breath Weapon Use: Still prepared.

16Fierach

Suddenly a shadow hung itself overcast over Vince's decidely draconian features as James attacked from out of the sun.

Vince would never see the knife in his left hand. He had drew it mid-jump from within his jacket. It didn't flash in the sunlight like his right hand did, with the gauntlet Susanou, but the mini-dragon'll feel it cut off his laugh as the slayer brought it down with inhuman speed into his snout.

Precision application of force for a two-pronged attack. James was incredibly fast and prepared to move, already in all the right positions, already commited to the acts at hand. Vince transforming just made himself an easier target, throwing the rock and his sword into the shield infront made him vulnerable from attack from both above and under. Did he really want to stomp the ground when it was crumbling under his feet? James had drove Amaterasu deeply into the ground, and the scorched earth wasn't just from him, but from the power he had left inside it.

An uneven footing meant that as Vince pressed himself against the wall he formed, he would fall even more out of balance, just as James landed his strike from above. The knife, covered in a light coating of his flames, should easily cut through his snout, it was as much a bludgeoning hit as it was a stabbing one, with the martial artist using speed, gravity, and his own weight to ram the thing in home and send the dragon toppling down. His right hand was still cocked back, ready to counter, a swiral of dull crimson flame surrounding it.

"Guh" James grunted, more from the stress of actually moving then from anything Vince did. The Technique Roar as One barely did any real damage to himself, but now that he did so explosively, it felt like all of his nerve endings were on fire, and his muscles were trying to burst.

Fitting really.

17Striker Nightmare

James had a plan, but see, it was a bit.. well.. wrong. Seeing as how Vince had originally been walking at the sword, and James had been directly behind it, and had simply stepped back, well.. That would still leave James directly infront of Vince, albeit.. just with a stone wall blocking Vince's vision. Of course, if James had been jumping before the wall came up, and even as the rumbling beneath Vince's feet slightly threw him off balance, then it was pretty obvious that he was going to get caught by the wall suddenly being thrown up.

If of course, James waited and took a leap over the four foot wall, well.. that was a different story, and Vince was going to have to pay for his foolish decisions. However, James wouldn't get a dagger shot into Vince's snout. If anything, due to how Vince had to force himself to brace the sword against the magically created wall, he'd clip the side of the snout as he fell past Vince, or he'd clip the top of it as he fell ontop of Vince. After-all, if he was coming down from above, or "The sun" as James referred to it, he'd literally be forced to jump over the wall, or again, he wouldn't be anywhere close, simply because he'd have gotten smashed by the wall as it flew up.

Now, if he was coming down, he'd be facing Vincent, half-way turned to his side so that his left arm and shoulder was against the rock wall, and his right arm was bent in a somewhat awkward position, coming across his snout to push against the blade of the massive sword, which, also, stuck out at the top of the rock wall due to it's length. So Vince's snout was turned sideways, almost directly into Vince's right arm, and for James to be able to stab the end of his snout from that position, while falling ontop of him? Well.. it'd be almost impossible.

That.. and there was something else that Vince was going to surprise James with. A snap! signaled Vince's right wing bursting outwards and bending upwards slightly, covering part of Vince's head. Of course, the position while pushed against the rock was awkward, and it would prove hard to move, but while James fell, Vince continued looking at his right arm as the heated blade of his own sword proved to scorch his hand. Didn't matter, because James' attempt at stabbing him in the end of the snout was a failed attempt, and depending on how James kept moving; Falling down on Vince or otherwise, though falling seemed the most likely, the blade would either smash into his newly interposed wing, or it would catch the right side of Vince's snout.

As for falling on Vince, if it happened, well, they'd go for there. If James jumped past Vince and followed through with trying to stab, Vince would turn to face him. No move could be made until everything was figured out for sure though, right?

Sword Position: Still braced against the rock wall.

Breath Weapon Use: Prepped and ready to go, if needed.

Magic Use: None.

Damage: Bit of a minor burn on Vince's right hand from being pressed against the heated blade. Bit of a scorch on the left side of his snout where the scales are very thin, and his left wing is a bit burnt, but nothing for sure. Damage on the dagger will depend on how James follows his motion.

18Fierach

Out of the sun meant that James jumped pretty high to begin with. Naturally, he calculated where the dragon was going to be, and true enough, Vince didn't move much, at all.

Being big also meant he was a bigger target, and if his was was turned sideways almost directly into his own arm, that meant there was even less of a chance for him to see the attack coming. After all, there had been a wall of fire before him and James just a moment ago.

Whether it actually struck or not didn't matter however, even with the dragon's nose as big as it was (the daemon-slayer wasn't aimming for the end of it, but the center), James supposed no creature wanted his or her nose multilated so easily.

And then there was the the matter of having jumped onto the thing's head to begin with, as well as the fact that the earth beneath his massive form was unstable, not only from James's power mine, melting and destroying the arena upon which they were on, but also the dragon deciding to warstomp to bring up more rock in his ill-conceived defense. The slayer was rather delighted that Vince unfurled his wings however.

More things to destroy one would reckon.

At any rate, his knife would get caught in something on its way down, and James was ready for whatever was coming next.

19Striker Nightmare

[Sorry about that, just wanted to make sure everything was alright.]

He was ready for whatever, and apparently, Vince wasn't. Everything the dragon was doing at this point, especially with James so close to him, was going to have to be done on a split second decision. So, when James' knife, fueled by the fire, and by the concussive force that had been described earlier, slammed into Vince's wing and ripped through the scales and hit Vince's thin wing bone, Vince reacted. The fact that the dagger had drive through the wing meant that, yes, James was very close to the dragon. Obviously, he was right above the hunkered form of the draconic being, and being so close, Vince's sword was obviously of no use.

The concussive force of the flaming dagger, along with the fact that it was on fire, caused the wing to jerk even as the top bone snapped from the concussive force. That was alright, really. While the shot to the wing was painful, and the dagger would draw quite a bit of blood eventually, the fact that he'd scorched the wound and seemingly burnt and dried the blood around the wound helped to slow bleeding for a small amount of time. Aside from the fact that yes, the dagger had caused a breakage and bone, and would result in bleeding, Vince was pretty much good as new on his actual body.

To avoid being landed on, Vince actually relied on the broken and unstable earth beneath himself. The sword that his right hand had been pressed against was pushed against once more as Vince threw his weight away from the stone wall. The wall caused the earth that it was assembled from and on to shift downward, pushing Vince's feet downwards as he pushed off of the rock. Why in the world would he cause the land to collapse even more even though he was standing on it? It was simple. He'd thrown himself away from the rock, pushing off of it with his right arm and with his feet, and caused the ground to collapse further.

Reason for collapsing it was that Vince would be clear of James' landing, although by mere inches due to the fact that his feet obviously slid when the land started collapsing further down. Where would this leave Vince? Facing James as he landed, his body evenly facing James with a sadistic grin on his face. The dagger would be ripped from Vince's wing as he jumped, causing more damage and more blood to be shed, this time not burnt, but it didn't matter. James was now face to face with a clawed dragon, albeit unarmed, it didn't matter.

Sword Position: The sword fell with the rock wall; currently on the ground approximately two-three feet from Vince, closest to James.

Magic Use: None

Breath Weapon Usage: Prepped but not used.

Damage: Still the scorching from the earlier explosion; new damage caused by the dagger stabbing into Vince's wing, breaking the flimsy bone and shredding the muscle at the top of the right wing.

20Fierach

Face to face, not likely.

For instance, Vince's face was going to be going up.

Well, maybe.

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"Body ga, amai! (Your body's weak)" James roared in his native tongue as he stepped in to immediately deliver a powerful, explosive uppercut to the dragon's throat without hesitating using his right hand. The initiater of the attack always held a small advantage in speed, and here in this battle, everything was amplified.

Vince might've knew that he was on the defensive, but he probably didn't know exactly what that meant. He was larger, stronger, but slightly slower as well. He was stripped of his sword, of his rock armor, he had nothing but his scales to protect him. He was reacting to a faster combatant at point-blank, who used quick techniques designed to fight at such close ranges, who fought without even batting an eye, on the purest blend of instinct and training. Instinct allowed him to throw the punch immediately, training allowed him to target the vital spots.

Even as he struck, James noticed that the dragon's throat was bulging. Was he planning to use some sort of breathe weapon? Looked like the slayer was going to punch it back down, force him to choke on it, as if being hyper-slugged in the throat wasn't bad enough. Another example of Vince's transformation hindering him. It might've been harder to target the vulnerable neck on a human, but James was smaller, Vince was bigger, and from the proximity, the only more choice attack would be to rip off the dragon's two family jewels.

This attack was only somewhat weaker then the one he used to knock out Solomon. However, James had the added advantage of striking an extremely vulnerable spot with the full punch, AND the follow-up fire-blast from the armored fist, creating an effect that was like being struck by lightning twice in the exact same spot.

And he wasn't done yet.

21Striker Nightmare

Finally, James had figured out Vince's weakness. Knock out his massive sword, disable his method of spamming magic, and keep the pressure on. However, there were a few things that James hadn't accounted for in his attack, especially attacking so hastily, even though his opponent clearly was watching him now. After-all, Vince had jumped away from James after he stabbed, and so, it would take a moment for James to land, turn in Vince's direction, and then come at him. Not to mention.. Vince had made it so that the land that James was landing on would collapse farther, making James' footing even harder to grab than it should have been.

Did it matter at this point, though? They were in the heat of battle!(Quite literally, as far as Vince was concerned). Either way, it was about to get much more heated. Vince was free of his sword, and as so, he was free to move his arms and his body about as quickly as he could, which, was rather quickly for his size. He'd proven this to Emkay in the first round, and although James wasn't going to sit there and make a huge note about Vince's speed, he would definitely noticed that he wasn't slow.

It was approximately two, two and a half feet between the two; not a huge distance in any hand to hand fight, but it was enough to where James would at least have to take one step forward, especially since his arm wasn't getting extended all the way outwards in the uppercut. After-all, isn't that the glory of the uppercut? Explosive power using both the force of your biceps and triceps like you were literally doing a one-armed curl and blowing something away whilst doing so? Didn't matter.

As James was insulting the dragon in some foreign language, presumably Japanese, Vince watched closely as James moved with insane speed. Not too bad, but it was still quick, and it was explosive, just as an uppercut was planned to be. However, uppercuts were pretty bad if they weren't used in the right situation, and given the fact that James was a tad farther from Vince than would have been ideal, this wasn't the right situation. Vince waited until the uppercut started in proper; James' initial movement down with his shoulder, and he moved.

Rather, his left arm moved. As the uppercut came up, Vince's left arm came from the outside and across his neck, pushing away the uppercut. At the same time this happened, Vince's right foot pushed off the ground to Vince's right and threw his body to, you guessed it, the left. What would be happening would be that Vince was pushing James' right arm towards the middle of James' body while he pushed himself to the outside of James' body. This would effectively eliminate the uppercut as it would place Vince on the outside of the possibly critical shot, and it would place Vince in a favorable position if not for a second or two.

This is when, as James had guessed, Vince released his breath weapon. From his mouth spit what appeared to be a stream of water. Just plain, ordinary water. However, it was much more than that. Using MetaBreath features, Vince's breath weapon had been changed from the acidic vapor of a green dragon to that of a cold, wretched white dragon. This breath weaponry, whilst appearing to be just water, would literally freeze you on contact. Maybe not permanently, or right away altogether for that matter, but you would definitely feel the sluggish, cold effects as the water smashed into you.

For James, who was coated in flames, and with his fiery aura and attitude, well.. it was needless to say how dangerous that breath weapon would/could be if it smashed into James. From the height that Vince was, compared to the height of James, it would likely hit James either in the face or in the shoulder/neck/chest area due to the fact that Vince had to look down.

Sword Position: Sword is still lying roughly three feet away from Vince.

Magic Use: None

Breath Weapon Use: Due to Metabreath Feature, the breath weapon was changed from that of a green dragon to that of a white dragon, favoring the ice/water attribute instead of acidic.

Breath Weapon Recharge: 7 Posts until next use due to the changing of the breath weapon's natural attribute.

22Fierach

James would later figure that the dragon would have a better time using his arms rather then his mouth. Although the footing was uneven, the martial artist naturally had good balance, and he was lighter. If the uneven balance affected him, it would affect the dragon as wel due to the proximity, but the slayer would ultimately have a better time of it.

Having just stepped in to deliver the uppercut, James twisted even further into it, allowing Vince's own counter to carry him into a 180 degree step and turn, allowing swing around him to catch the dragon's fleeing neck with his left hand as it came around with the deadly knife in the same reversed grip that it had been in.

There was no escape. Vince was still in the enveloping radius of James's assault, and while that also meant the martial artist was well within the dragon's own attack radius, he was a bit too close. Uncomfortable for Vince, even, and he wasn't making any of the right moves.

What would transpire was that Vince would have shifted right back into his combat knife as it flashed in from below, in all likelyhood, interrupting his dragon breath. Stepping in closer meant that the chilling breathe was even less effective then it could've been, since it wouldn't strike James directly, merely glancing over his upper body. The martial artist would ram his knife through, forcibly redirecting the dragon's head with the impact of the knife.

And he'd bring his right arm around if it did strike home, on the base of the handle of the knife, and push.

The frozen breath chilled him, especially his left arm, but James was a being of flame and fiery-will, determined to take his foe down, no matter what the cost. Though his own muscles screamed, though he felt truly cold for the first time in a long time, he pressed on, the momentum, the power and heat behind this single strike were too much to be stopped on a dime.

An ordinary man might've died from having the deadly-looking and imbued combat knife run through their throat, but James was willing to bet that the dragon wouldn't die from such a wound, atleast not instantly.

It was the tiger taking down the dragon.

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23Striker Nightmare

What, with all the fancy references and pictures, one could get drawn away from the fight at hand. The fight between dragon and flaming man, the battle of quite literally ice vs. fire, and although it wouldn't be seen in full effect now, the liquid with the freezing effect sprayed by the dragon would make an appearance later on in the battle. For now, however, with the momentum that James had gone ahead and used to his advantage what with spinning towards Vince, well.. it was pretty bad. There wasn't a whole lot the dragon could do in terms of getting away from the shot unharmed, however, he usually did get right into the fray and as usual, received damage to deal damage.

First off, the breath weapon; quite literally a jet of water with magically imbued freezing properties, would connect with James. However, the momentum was allowing him to move now, and would only prove to harm James afterwards, however. Now, what James had done, and effectively made this so much more glorious, was spinning, and instead of getting the icy shower all over just his front side, it would now hit the back of his head, his neck, and whatever else was exposed by on the man's person. It even would splatter against the incoming left arm even as Vince sought for a way to protect himself from it.

This method of protection, of course, came from his own left arm. It had of course been stretched across his own body at about shoulder height to push off of James' right arm only seconds before. This left his arm, at about bicep position, directly infront of his neck. However, Vince was able to move his arm just slightly; no, not pull it all the way across his neck and move the hand to interpose, but so that the forearm was there instead of the bicep. This left Vince's elbow up and to the outside, and then effectively had the forearm take the damaging shot from the dagger that James had spun.

However, in all of this, James had not accounted for one thing. Vince's right arm, which was now parallel with the exposed back of James. True enough that he was unarmed; in the fact that he had no unnatural weaponry. However, Vince had natural weaponry, at close range, which was ten times for devastating than James' dagger. As Vince interposed his elbow, at the same time when James would make initial contact, Vince's right arm shot forwards. It shot forward and aimed to drive itself right into James' back, right between the shoulder-blades with those massive, devastating claws.

Sword Position: On the ground.

Damage: Dagger to the forearm, damage from before.

Breath Weapon: Currently exhausted, six posts till next use.

24Fierach

James was still turning. He was going to turn right back into his stab to bring his right back into the fray after all.

You know what spinning was incredibly effective against? Thrusting attacks, and Vinces's strike right claw was exactly that. Effective only in drawing blood and scouring a deep gash across his back and nothing more, in exchange, James would take off Vince's left arm.

Or atleast, render it completely unusable. A fair trade, no?

He put his right hand on the handle of the knife, driving it in deeper. It wasn't what he wanted, but he'd make do. This was good enough.

Vince's left arm was about to erupt into a mess of pain as James projected what remained of his burning ki through his knife and into Vince's left arm in a focused crescent of power. Bone would be shattered, muscles ripped, blood vessels burned shut. The dragon's arm would be completely mauled, and it'd be hanging by a few shreds of burnt flesh if it wasn't torn in half completely by the point-blank internal "break" style attack.

At this point, James darted away to the dragon's left now, seeking to put some distance between the two of them. He clutched his left side in a bit of agony.

Although he was pretty damn near immune to actually being frozen, all of his juice had, for the moment, run out, and he was cold, and feeling a bit more sluggish then usual. Atleast he didn't have to worry about the Roar as One technique wrecking anymore havoc on himself as he flexed his muscles and took a breather.

The dragon's day would be infinitely worse.

25Striker Nightmare

James would never get away. True enough that the dragon's left arm would be screwed; not any different from his first fight with Turnip. Apparently, the dragon was fighting people who had no idea how to limit use of power and/or were too powerful for a tournament of this level in any regards. No matter. The dragon's arm was infront of his throat, and not infront of his mouth in anyway. James' arm was, due to the fact he was stabbing with his back to Vince, straight in some regard.

James was obviously holding the dagger in a reversed grip, so yeah, he would have to have his arm straight in some area or else the dagger would be a fuckin' stupid attempt and not hit him, and obviously, a forearm was a place where it should be straight, no matter what. As James drove the dagger farther into Vince's forearm, obviously there was a roar of pain, which opened the dragon's massive jaw. However, in order to cause more damage, the dragon's jaws clamped down around James' forearm as he strove to do so much damage.

After-all, he was slowed, partly, due to the icy breath that Vince had sprayed him with before. Not to mention, his arm was right next to Vince's jaw, and all Vince was forced to do was allow his arm to be pushed down a bit, and it freed up his jaw to get around James' arm. Now, once the powerful jaw of the dragon smashed around James' own forearm, rendering the dagger in that hand useless, due to the fact that he wouldn't be able to stab it into Vince's mouth or anything of the such, there was the fact that Vince's right hand had managed to cleave quite a bit with the massive claws.

Now that Vince had James' forearm in his jaws, in a very powerful grip at that, Vince's right arm shot for James' side now, seeing as how James was trying to dart away, however, he would simply succeed in yanking the dragon a bit forward as his feet bit into the ground to keep him from moving. James wasn't spinning, now. How was he going to explain the massive claws driving into his side?

Sword Position: Do you have to ask?

Breath Weapon: Five posts.

Damage: A shit load. His arm is wrecked, for this round at least. Bone was shattered, muscle was torn, and apparently, veins were burnt closed. /gg to James.

26Fierach

The attack worked! Of course it did. While the dragon's external resistance might've stopped the force of James's power, having it channeled inside Vince via the knife embedded in his arm tremendously amplified the attack, which might've gave the impression of the strike being more powerful then it actually had been.

Now there was only this new problem.

He did have both hands on his combat knife right?

Clamping mouth around one arm simply meant that he switched the grip.

Suddenly, an idea struck James since... "This is a very familiar conundrum".

Adrenaline could make the human body work wonders. A combination of that, his dull crimson flames flickering back to life around him, and the martial artist's iron will drove him to commit one of the flashiest maneuvers yet in the tournament.

Using his left arm and his feet, James was roaring in a mix of pain and raw, unbridled fury as he pulled himself onto Vince, hauling himself up despite the terrible sense of agony in hs left arm. It was all in the biceps anyway, and Vince, unfortunately for him was only mauling the forearm.

Extremely agile and acrobatic martial artist that he was, it was no small feat for James to pull himself up over Vince's second strike. Olympic athletes accomplished such feats daily, and for a skilled warrior like James, it was only a small stretch to accomplish something just a little further.

"Yo" James added simply at the end and attempted to stab the dragon in the neck again (the side this time) using the knife in his right hand. That arm wasn't frosted, or chilled, and Vince didn't have anything to protect him now. One of these attacks was bound strike its actual target, the dragon's luck was beginning to run out.


ALTERNATE DECISION:

Biting James's arm, was probably the worst thing Vince could do.

All James had to do, was to throw a surge of flame through his left arm. As super-cooled ice met super-heated flame, thermal shock would result, as well as James causing a small explosion right in Vince's mouth. The upside was that James didn't even have to sacrifice much energy to do so!

Although, yes, James's own arm would be mauled in the process, it wouldn't be any worse then if he decided to pull himself up by his own arm and stabbed the dragon in his exposed neck.

Catching the motion of Vince's right claw coming back at him out of the corner of his eye, James simply thrust his combat knife across his body in his right hand, looking to stab it straight into the fleshy palm of the dragon's oncoming fist. The thing about the claw attack was that it resembled a technique in asian martial arts known as Tiger Claw (or more derogatively, Kitty Claws). While extremely vicious, it was easily defeated by concentrating on the fingers and exposed palm.

Presumably freed from Vince's bite (and likely knocking out all of the dragon's teeth and injuring his jaw in the process), James backed away, tearing a ragged hole in the dragon's hand as he took his knife with him.


ALTERNATE DECISION:

What Judgeman didn't know (and failed to represent accurately in his picture [or probably knew but still failed to take into account or represent accurately]), was that Vince was atleast two feet taller then James. Although both narrators had discussed and worked some things out yesterday (not about this particular issue), what had transpired was that the knife wouldn't strike Vince's throat because the dragon had his left arm across his body, and infront of his throat. So it'd have pierced his left arm instead.

Now rolling with that.

Now, you try it.

You put your left arm across your throat, and try looking straight down to bite something thats not your own arm. Pretend that you have an alligator's snout and jaw. Kinda awkward and a blind spot now isn't it?

With the awkwardness of the bite, it was easy to avoid.

Now, if Vince wanted to lose his something from his other arm, James would oblige him and stab the incoming claw right in the fleshy pa- whoa... deja vu.

Anyway, the blur of motion to his left that was the dragon's second wouldn't be left unnoticed, and James countered hard. He was slowly, but steadily, stripping away all of the dragon's ability to defend himself and his weapons for minimal return on himself.

Protect your king, but lose your rook, your queen, your bishop, your knight. James fought masterfully, he always did when confronted by a supernatural foe. Dragons, daemons, and the like brought out the martial artist's best and deadliest skills, and his inherent killer instinct.

EDIT: Obviously editted due to Vintrict's ruling. Its pick-your-method-of-defeat day.

27Vintrict

Judge Call

Strike asked me to look into the situation so I read the posts up till now and here's my judgement.

The fight starts from here:

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After performing a reverse dagger strike into Vincent's arm, James turns around to take his right hand and assist in driving the dagger deeper. At this point, Vincent bites down onto Jame's left forearm, trapping it in teeth. I can see him pulling out the dagger, but what I cannot see is him actually pulling himself up and avoiding a close range strike from the right claws, and then driving a dagger into the neck. Not unless he wants to maim his arm from the hand up to the elbow.

The neck strike I can see being performed, which doesn't require any acrobatics. But doing such a feat in order to try avoid a strike, too? I don't see it happening, unless you wish to shred up your left arm, which would be pretty ironic to have both of your left forearms maimed to flesh. So you won't be able to stop a claw strike to the side nor avoid it, though I warn Vincent that he is capable of dealing killing blows at this point of the fight. The same goes for James.

So my call is that James will be unable to do a move like that, and must edit his post accordingly. After he edits, Fierach is to inform Striker of this change and proceed from there.

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28Striker Nightmare

Except no. You see, James wished to think all of these wonderful things could happen, but the reality of it was that they could not. James' left arm had been caught in Vince's mouth, just as James had tried fleeing to the left. Since James had done this in some strange, moronic method of turning his back to Vince, James' attempt to retreat to both of their lefts would result in James being ripped back to face Vince, his left arm obviously in Vince's mouth, his right arm; the free arm at this point would be on Vince's left side.

Now, with as quick as Vince moved to strike at James' side, which was very quickly, James would in no way be able to move that fast. He had his body pretty much right next to Vince, albeit, his left side was more towards the middle of Vince's body, while Vince's right side was free and out in the open. Why did this matter? Mainly because James' left arm was caught in Vince's mouth, and in order for James to stab at Vince's right palm with a dagger thrust, he'd not only have to see it, but he'd have to direct the dagger across his own body, between he and Vince's body, and hit a moving target dead on.

Not going to happen, know why? Vince's claws were right next to James' flesh in the first place, having succeeded in tearing away a large gash in James' back the first time. What would probably occur with James' attempted stab would be the dagger coming across the back of Vince's hand or even the side of its scaly flesh as it flashed across to bury itself directly in James' side, again, at the point where it had done so before. As for this explosion caused by "thermal shock". See, normally this thermal shock was what happened when something hot met something cold.

However, James' had managed to leave the ice there for this long without causing an explosion? Should it also not be mentioned that James had stated before that the cold and ice bothered him little because he was a being and master of flame? This said explosion in Vince's mouth would work to little effect; most of the "Icy, cold, and freezing" effect of Vince's earlier breath weapon coming from a magical property in that specific colored dragon's breath weapon. It was magic working against magic, and in the case that James' was using no energy to create an explosion which according to him would break reinforced jaw and the strong, ivory-substance-like teeth of a dragon with no cost to him? All the small explosion would do was rock the inside of Vince's mouth and tear up some of the flesh around his teeth and on the sides of his mouth, not harming his jaw nor harming his teeth.

The teeth grip would hold, and as far as this narrator was convinced, James now has a massive pair of claws buried in his left side while Vince has no more damage than a shredded mouth and a slice across the back of his palm.

29Fierach

NO U.

James could move his right hand fast enough to intercept Vince's right claw. If they were right next to one another, facing each other, he could definately see the arm coming out of the corner of his eye, and Vince was a big dragon. Bigger usually meant that the other proportions were bigger, like a big claw, which was a bigger target, and even easier to notice.

While Vince had gouged a gash or two across James's back, that was done by a thrusting strike, and if Vince wanted to sweep it across his front, normally, he'd have to draw his hand back slightly it before doing so to produce power. Its not like James was completely oblivious to the threat of the dragon's left arm. Added roughly to the fact that the martial artist was somewhere to the dragon's left, the dragon's arm would have even more distance to cross to strike James, which was calculated in the form of time.

Two, James had managed to leave the ice there this long because the point of his technique, Roar as One, was to absorb his ki into himself and greatly empower him. On the surface, James wouldn't nearly be as hot. And presuming that Vince was following Option 2:

Quote: Wrote:

> All James had to do, was to throw a surge of flame through his left arm. As super-cooled ice met super-heated flame, thermal shock would result, as well as James causing a small explosion right in Vince's mouth. The upside was that James didn't even have to sacrifice much energy to do so!

Magic working against magic did not leave out the physical aspects of things, and James did indeed use his energy. If Vince was immune to having his gums flayed by flame and force, well, obviously the man has never been to a bad dentist, nor did he realise the immense amount of nerves located in the jaws under the teeth.

Also likely never swallowed a small flash grenade. The dragon once again demostrates his resistance to massive pain.

Another point of contention. When the hell did James have his back turned to Vince as he was trying to get away earlier? Ever hear of moonwalking?

Alternatively, the narrator could be an uncompromising dick and say that James did get away because the dragon never had his arm in the first place because of the awkward bite style, and because James was a much smaller and more agile being. After all, who said that it was Vince's job to pick what James would have done?

30Striker Nightmare

[ Not replying to a NO U post, request that it be taken to judging before James' last post which had absolutely nothing to do with jack shit except for him trying to show off his e-penis. ]

31Vintrict

This thread is locked. Judgement between what has happened in the clash will be discussed between the judges.