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Reinhart vs Sahir

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  1. [Niitsu] - the - [First]
  2. [Niitsu] - the - [First]
  3. Cristopher Reinhart
  4. [Niitsu] - the - [First]
  5. Cristopher Reinhart
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  7. Cristopher Reinhart
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1[Niitsu] - the - [First]

Fri Nov 21, 2008 8:39 am · id 171122688 · page 1

Stage0: Preliminaries

Undrgrnd Cage Match

An old classic with a bad habit of producing sub-par fights. Change this, please.

This steel cage prison holds two fighters captive as they are forced to fight for their freedom and glory over a featureless concrete floor. They have nothing to rely on other than themselves and the assortment of many weapons decorating the sides of the structure.

Terrain

General - Spectators present lining the outside of the cage, limiting area of effect attacks.

Weapons - Melee weapons from all nations line the wall of the cage. Give them a good tug to get them free.

Bonus Effects - You can't use strikers in the prelims, now you EXTRA can't use strikers.

Red Player: Cris Reinhart

Representing: Random Select

Played By: Cristopher Reinhart

Blue Player: Sahir Zephyr

Representing: Jagged Edge

Played By: [Niitsu] - the - [First]

2[Niitsu] - the - [First]

Fri Nov 21, 2008 8:46 am · id 171122914 · page 1

.....Feeling as if he were playing lead role in the super hero/action film Spider-Man, Sahir walked casually down his ramp to the featureless concrete area below him. He eyed the contraption which hung high above the ring that was to soon captivate both he and his opponent; a cage was there, as if in anticipation of closing down upon the two combatants with no way for escape.

.....As he passed by the surprisingly enormous crowd of onlookers, a hush-silence took it over; he was indeed a newcomer to these parts, a foreigner in all the denotations and connotations of the word, but he was here for one purpose and one purpose only: to get his name known ********>

.....He sure as ******** wasn't gonna' let his first engagement kick him from his tightrope to stardom!

3Cristopher Reinhart

Sat Nov 22, 2008 1:44 am · id 171186190 · page 1

A hush came over the crowd after the first contestant entered the ring, which was to be enveloped by the massive cage suspended above it. The lights went out causing all sorts of murmurs to echo throughout the underground stadium, hall, whatever they wanted to call it. Music began to blast everywhere and a light drew all the attention to the entrance where the fighters came towards the ring. A fireworks show boomed throughout the place blocking the entrance with a wall of smoke, through it emerge Reinhart. The crowd went wild, screams, cheers, and whistles almost muffled the music, it went without saying that it was insane.

Reinhart broke into a sprint and made it to the ring in no time, he jumped over the ropes then threw his hands in the air turning to greet everyone as he did. The crowd loved it but they went even more bananas as the cage descenced over the ring. Turning to face his opponent he winked as if saying 'I've always wanted to do that.' A loud crash signaled the cage was in place and the referees (if any) locked all the exits (again if any). The music died down and the fans began to calm, Reinhart took a stance and said...

"Let's start the show."

4[Niitsu] - the - [First]

Sat Nov 22, 2008 2:10 pm · id 171219160 · page 1

((******' excellent choice in music, I must say. I bet we'd have a lot of music in common, if that's the st you're into. [Nodnod]))

.....Sahir watched the not-so-subtle entrance proceedings of his opponents, somewhat unimpressed by the obvious cockiness in his behavior, but immediately jealous of the crowd's reaction; he swore silently that one day, no matter if sooner or later, he would command such enthusiasm from any and all onlookers of his engagements.

One day...

....."I'm ready whenever the ******** you are," he spat toward his pumped opponent. "I came here for the same reasons you did; now let's GO!"

.....With his aggressive reply finished, Sahir molded his form to fit the stance commonly associated with Americanized Muay Thai, his left side leading said stance. Nigh simultaneously, he began closing the gap between he and his opponent; if he got within close enough quarters without Cris performing an offensive maneuver, Sahir would approach with a bouncing stance, light on his feet, his hands moving in small circles which gave life to his anticipation of the bout before him; feinting with his fists, attempting to force his opponent to focus his attention upon the movement of the two extremities, Sahir would suddenly feint a left-handed punch in order to catch Cris off guard for an all-out roundhouse to Cris' left thigh.

.....If successful, the blow should instantly cause a spasm response in Cris' thigh, as well as also make it clear that Sahir meant business; this tournament was no child's play.

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5Cristopher Reinhart

Sun Nov 23, 2008 7:26 pm · id 171339506 · page 1

I

Reinhart visibly frowned at Sahir's words. Their intentions were clearly close to the opposite. While Reinhart wanted to enjoy the preliminary match to it's fullest, Sahir was ready to pound his face in and get himself into the actual tournament. Of course Reinhart was serious about getting into the tournament himself, but he also wanted to have a little fun in the process. How often did he get to make an entrance like that? Never.

Watching Sahir take his stance and close the distance slowly Reinhart too took his stance and waited for the first strikes to be thrown. The crowd was a little more attentive now and a bit less rowdy as the fighters closed in on each other. Reinhart took a low stance, his left side forward, his knees bent, his leading hand open, his right balled into a fist, most of his weight supported by his right side. A bit unorthodox, but then again he was who he was.

Sahir shot with his left! Reinhart reacted accordingly, he took a quick step in, his left side still leading and rammed him shoulder into Sahir's chest! While the first shot was a feint there was still the roundhouse aimed at his thigh. Judging from the position they were in now however, their thighs would probably clash since they were in such close quarters. Being pushed back by the shoulder charge Sahir may even lose his balance if not stagger back some.

Whatever happened, instantly following the shoulder connection to the chest, both of Reinhart's fists shot out simultaneously one over the other. Left aimed at Sahir's abdomen, right aimed at his sternum. If he didn't stagger back before he certainly would now, taken or blocked the hit came in two with double the power. The crowd roared in excitement as the fight had now officially started, people cheered for Sahir, others cheered for Reinhart.

Some shouted what they wanted to see, 'Stomp his face!', 'Make him bleed!', 'Grab some weapons!'. The bout had just begun, there was still plenty of time for all that...

...and more.

6[Niitsu] - the - [First]

Mon Nov 24, 2008 3:32 am · id 171363226 · page 1

.....Sahir, for some reason, was taken aback at seeing his attack so acordingly countered; his right leg still came about, but the distance between them had so rapidly changed that he was unable adjust. As a result, rather than his intended shin, Sahir's thigh smacked into that of Cris' with little to no effect.

.....In addition to his opening move being negated, Cris had made a quick attack of his defense, successfully knocking Sahir back with his shoulder, and then off balance with his dual-fisted punch. However, as he fell, if Cris paid close enough attention, he would notice that Sahir failed to hit the pad; rather, the foreigner stopped merely two inches from the ground, as if blanketed by some exterior force.

.....Now, what Cris may have realized was that both times he had come into contact with Sahir, he had, upon entering half-a-foot'/ range of his opponent, he had also entered what seemed to be a current of random air.

.....What strangeness had just taken place? Perhaps time would reveal the phenomenon...

.....With surprising elegance, Sahir fell straight into a backward roll, regaining not only his footing but also his composure with little difficulty. A defiant expression gripped his face as he eyed Cris, though he was not so hasty to engage his opponent once more; he simply bounced upon the balls of his feet, warming and loosening his body.

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7Cristopher Reinhart

Mon Nov 24, 2008 8:33 am · id 171370932 · page 1

II

[Niitsu] - the - [First] Wrote:

.....With surprising elegance, Sahir fell straight into a backward roll, regaining not only his footing...

Whatever the cause of Sahir's not so painful fall, Reinhart seemed to pay it no mind. The audience approved the opening moves and cheered when the all too familiar thud of fists meeting flesh resounded throughout the ring. Reinhart wasn't giving Sahir much space to recover as he'd stepped after him shortly after connecting his attack. While he fell and rolled Reinhart took a step forward and threw a devastating punch into what looked like nothing but air.

One step wasn't enough to close the gap he'd created between them, neither did his punch look like it would reach, however... click...click... (not actually audible XP)

Wrote: Shock Cannon - Medium range concentrated concussive blast set off instantly without a successful connection. This skill carries no elemental property and travels only 10 feet from the user. The blast shoots forth like a cylinder and is 6 inches in radius. It is meant to cause a good amount of damage and possibly damage internal organs with the sonic properties it carries.

...BOOOOM!

The sound made it seem like a cannon had just fired off a shot inside the arena driving the crowd mad. Not only was Sahir met with a deafening roar from both Reinhart and the crowd, he was also met with another attack the moment he laid eyes on his opponent again. Traveling at extreme speeds and only the length between both men the shot would connect without incident. Sahir would find himself being violently thrust backward and feel as if someone just took a full force swing to his chest with a baseball bat. Yes, a steel one. He wouldn't suffer broken bones of course, but the damn thing would certainly hurt like all hell.

Needless to say that the concussive and sonic properties the attack carried would make him feel a little more than unpleasant. Sahir might find his equilibrium disturbed, become nauseous, find it hard to breathe, and possibly cough out blood.

'Sahir get up!' People screamed. 'Finish him off!' Others shouted. They wanted more and Reinhart didn't doubt that Sahir would indeed stand once again.

"Come on, get up! You're not done yet are you?!" Whether he was encouraging him to stand or taunting him was beyond anyone. Knowing Reinhart however, it probably wasn't the latter.

((Gotta be at work in a couple of hours bro, so if I don't respond till like, way the f*ck later it's because I'm there. Peace.))

8[Niitsu] - the - [First]

Mon Nov 24, 2008 12:34 pm · id 171382762 · page 1

.....Sahir stood back up without a hitch, his eyes refocusing upon his target. However...

Cristopher Reinhart Wrote:

...BOOOOM!

.....As if he had just been slammed with a baseball bat swung by Brock Lesnar, Sahir was slammed by the attack; needless to say, Sahir's middle-weight frame flew through the air and made a sick thud against the metal cage behind him. The cage gave not at all as he slid back down it, landing sharply upon his a** with an accompanying trio of coughs which flecked minimal blood upon the concrete ring supporting him from beneath.

.....Through the ringing in his ears caused by the massive explosion only moments before, he heard Cris' taunt, though it was almost drowned out by the crowd's screams. A grimace of pain and anger gripped his previously unadorned facial features, and he attempted to stand, though it was painful; with each beat of his panicking heart, a spasm of pain gripped his chest and resounded across his torso. He wasn't going to give up, though. Not at all.

Cristopher Reinhart Wrote:

"Come on, get up! You're not -"

....."Not even ******** CLOSE!" he screamed, his right arm swinging toward his opponent at shin level. Though they were much too far for any sort of contact, Cris would be similarly surprised as his legs would be swept from beneath him by a current of nearly solidified air, bringing him toward the concrete floor at a rapid pace. However, before he hit the floor, Sahir would kick his right foot forward; once again, the same sort of current would thud into Cris' chest.

.....Now somewhat recovered, Sahir shot back up into standing position, though much more cautious than before.

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9Cristopher Reinhart

Mon Nov 24, 2008 9:13 pm · id 171434756 · page 1

III

Damn it.

His attempt to pump Sahir up a little came off the wrong way, what was intended to get the man a little more into the frame of mind Reinhart was in, instead pissed him off. Scoring the Shock Cannon on Sahir sent the crowd into a frenzy, they stood at the edge of their seats trying to assess the damage caused by the big boom. As if rising to their expectations Sahir indeed got back to his feet and he was a little more aggressive than before. People loved it. Nothing like seeing someone 'taunt' and the other person responding with anger, or in this case anger and a counter attack.

Reinhart didn't see it coming, how could he? It was air!

"... Eh?..."

Taken by surprise Reinhart lost his footing and found himself being hurled to the hard floor. By reflex he threw his hands out in an attempt to catch himself but was cracked back up in a near instant. Falling to his left from the trip and then being struck in his midsection he was forced into a roll in mid air. Reinhart 'barrel rolled' twice before throwing his legs out and used his hand to regain his footing, he skid for a couple of feet then came to a stop. He was a lot more limber and acrobatic than most people thought, in some circumstances he'd even thrown a kick while performing what Sahir just forced him to perform. Luckily his arm was covering some of his torso as he fell or else Sahir would've scored a clean hit. Well, he did trip him, sorta...

Crouched and rubbing his chest he looked to Sahir with curious eyes, his mind trying to decipher the cause of the sudden couple of attacks. He'd have to be a little more careful himself from now on, though he really was never good at taking his own advice. Around them the crowd looked on a bit confused, they hadn't been able to figure out the sudden movements that caused one person to trip then be hurled and spun. It didn't seem to matter however as a low chant began to make it's way from person to person.

'Fight. Fight. Fight.'

"Tch..."

There was no way around it, they were in a cage after all and they had a short time limit. Reinhart broke into a dash making his way back to Sahir midnful of the element that seemed to befriend him.

((Made a small EDIT do to a little misunderstanding. FIGHT! XD))

10[Niitsu] - the - [First]

Tue Nov 25, 2008 11:50 am · id 171465199 · page 1

....."GET THE ******** UP!!!" screamed Sahir as his opponent rolled through the air. As he saw Cris catch himself midfall, Sahir was already in action, running across the concrete floor of the caged ring.

.....Just as Cris stood up and began his opposing dash, Sahir stopped middash and lifted his right leg in a traditional Muay Thai teep kick, aimed straight at Cris' lower chest; again, a burst of solid air would rush out to greet the dashing figure of Sahir's opponent. Whether or not the push-back attempt was successful, Sahir would leap after Cris like a ferocious animal. He would bring his right fist all the way back in preparation for a tremendous pounding - hopefully to strike somewhere upon Cris' upper body - while his left came forward as a tool for blocking whatever may come from Cris.

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11Cristopher Reinhart

Tue Nov 25, 2008 5:27 pm · id 171494078 · page 1

IV

Reinhart didn't think to stop, however Sahir seemed intent on pushing him back once more, so as the man lifted his leg for the teep kick, Reinhart crossed both arms over his torso. Fists to shoulders he steeled himself, took the kick in full over his crossed arms and was sent skidding back once more. Whatever wind element was behind the kick was the reason he gave Sahir more ground and now found himself with his back to the ropes, yes he let himself be pushed further away than anticipated. The teep kick or push kick as Reinhart knew it wasn't so much an offensive move but more of a defensive or disruptive one, maybe even an opener. Sahir nearly telegraphed a follow up.

At this point they should have been somewhere between 8-10 feet apart judging by how far back Sahir got thrown first, then Reinhart second, and third. Sahir took a step, cocked his arm back like the hammer on a gun, and surely enough went in for the kill. He may have gotten two steps in maybe even one and a half before Reinhart uncrossed his arms by thrusting them outward horizontally (diagonally if he jumped) leveling them and his shoulders as he did so. It was all one practiced motion. If he'd had an edged weapon it would've looked like he'd taken a dual swipe at Sahir who was still well out of range. Right? (Or ariborne, didn't know if he actually leaped into the air or if it was just an expression. ^^')

Wrote: Rapture Ripper - The cutting force of the weapon is extended, here it goes from short to medium. A wind based skill, it enhances the cutting force behind the user's weapon and extends the range by a maximum of 5 feet in the blade swipes direction.

Maybe unknown to Sahir, Reinhart came into the ring with weapons, two blades mounted on his forearms hidden under his jacket. They could spring, which they did, retract, and of course were sharp enough to cut right into unprotected muscle like a scalpel. The only indications Sahir would get from the attack would be a bit of visible distortion where the cutting force was extended and a sudden rush of wind. Again it was all one motion however, the distortion, swipes, and gust of wind all happened simultaneously.

With his arm cocked back, his momentum pressing forward, and again the unexpected surprise from Reinhart, Sahir may find his upper body cut in multiple places. Mid level it could have cut into his chest, stomach, and arms, judging by how far Reinhart extended his arms outward. These cuts weren't deep enough to kill him outright, they would however cause severe pain and produce very deep lacerations.

In short, it was as if Sahir just took a portion of the blades at close range.

((Not exactly SUPER detailed but I didn't want to confuse you, somehow though, I feel like a still wrote more than I needed to. lol

P.S. Also, it's my B-Day today so I won't be back on till tomorrow or MAYBE tonight if I'm not drunk or exhausted. Just a head's up.))

12[Niitsu] - the - [First]

Wed Nov 26, 2008 7:31 am · id 171536035 · page 1

.....Now literally airborne, Sahir had no way of avoiding the oncoming assault; midflight, he suddenly felt razor-like lacerations begin to form upon his figure, namely upon his extended left arm and the right side of his lower chest. As if he were a patient under the surgical knife, his skin held little resistance to the cutting precision of his opponent's offensive maneuver; the only thing that helped at all, if even at all, was the thick tape that was wrapped about his left forearm, but even that wore down in time. It would, perhaps, help in that the gash would not be so critical in depth, but nevertheless the wound would sting...

....."Like a b***h!" growled Sahir though gritted teeth after he had come to a distinct stop. As blood leaked from his wounds, glistening in the light from above as it streamed down his chest and dripped from his arm onto the concrete floor of the ring. As angry blood broiled within him, Sahir's eyes closed but for a moment:

"TIME TO END THIS!!!"

.....With that ******** scream loosed and still ringing throughout the underground spectacle, Sahir went to work dealing blow after devastating blow into the air before him, directed toward his opponent that was now some seven feet away; hardened air strike after doubly-hardened air strike would leap from each and every blow to devastate Cris from afar; Sahir had been thrown into a wild rampage with the heat of the ever-intensifying battle licking at his entire body.

.....At this point, his eyes were oblivious to all but the rage that filled them and blinded them to all but the target at which he was targeting this rage.

.....But, despite his rage, there was a distinct pattern to this attack of his, and it ended quicker than one may have expected as blood continued pumping out of the frenzied attacker. There would be a one-two, right-left jab combo directed at Cris' face, followed up by a heavy blow with his powerful right fist to the left of Cris' skull. This succession repeated itself twice before being replaced by a thigh-high roundhouse of sick power, backed by the twisting of Sahir's entire body; the intent was to cripple with a blow.

13Cristopher Reinhart

Thu Nov 27, 2008 2:20 am · id 171616379 · page 1

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[Niitsu] - the - [First] Wrote:

"TIME TO END THIS!!!"

As long as they agreed Reinhart wouldn't hold a shred of guilt for what he was going to do next. Letting yourself succumb to anger usually broke your concentration some and Sahir was visibly filled with rage. With eyes only for his opponent he wouldn't realize what was about to happen around him, maybe even fail to comprehend it. When Sahir touched ground again all bloodied and feral Reinhart made it a point to level their eyes.

Sahir's declaration of finality came soon after and keeping his eyes over Reinhart may not have been the best idea. As angered as he was however, he probably didn't think twice about anymore tricks hidden under his opponent's sleeve. At least he knew blades were hidden there, or at least Reinhart assumed he did. Maintaining eye contact throughout this small place in time Reinhart held still until Sahir made his move.

What Sahir Saw

Reinhart made an attempt to follow up on Sahir but stopped short a step after Sahir roared. The 7 hit combination (I think it was 7) came in at full force, first the jabs which Reinhart managed to guard, then the hook which connected jerking his head to the right. Another set of jabs landed and the next hook did as well, then came the finish, a no holds barred kick with Sahir's full weight behind it. Reinhart nearly bent under the kick's pressure and promptly fell over hitting the concrete floor, hard. The crowd went crazy and matched Sahir's previous roar.

What Actually Happened

When Sahir's scream drowned out the noise from the audience Reinhart sprung into the air high enough to avoid all head level attacks. Erased from Sahir sight and replaced with what Sahir wished to see he'd go unseen and unhindered. In the span of the assault on the false image Reinhart had landed in front of Sahir just after he'd finished his kick. Reinhart's eyes maintained contact with Sahir's during this entire process but broke contact once just after he landed into a crouch. There was no time to figure out what had just happened. Reinhart once again swiped his blades, this time at close range, and at Sahir's quadriceps (or hamstrings, dunno if he spun after that kick and ended up backwards or did a full 360).

The sudden image of Reinhart in front of him and the rush of pain would snap Sahir right back into reality only to find his opponent not crippled on the ground 7 feet away, but right before him moving for another attack. With his legs literally cut to the bone, given his pants weren't made of something resistant to edged weapons, Reinhart doubted the angered Sahir would be able to continue. However, his blades retracted, his left fist shot up in a monstrous uppercut, followed by his right in a straight punch backed by all his weight right to Sahir's sternum. What was the cause of all this? Reinhart's eye.

Wrote: -False Sight: Ability to create illusions so long as eye contact is maintained. Eye must be open.

Even if Sahir spun he'd find Reinhart right under him the moment he completed the spin and his legs cut into. In the state he was in when entering his attack it was highly unlikely he'd be able to see past the False Image, lest he have good mental defenses, but losing his cool wouldn't help him at all. Also, these attacks were made with solidified air, if Sahir was actually throwing the punches and making the contact himself he may have been able to feel that he was hitting nothing but thin air. May. There were many factors working against him and if all had gone as Reinhart planned, Sahir may not be able to continue this match.

In any case, the onlookers screamed, they shouted praises, some jeered, and others conversed analyzing what they thought just happened. Reinhart was deaf to all these sounds and looked to Sahir waiting for him to acknowledge the match's end or get up defiantly. With those wounds however, it would be a miracle if he stood.

"Don't let your anger or pride get the best of you Sahir."

A whisper amidst the chaos.

14[Niitsu] - the - [First]

Fri Nov 28, 2008 9:14 am · id 171705297 · page 1

.....For all the anger that had been mixed with the coursing hot blood in Sahir's body, it was quick to leave again. As Sahir threw his first punch, something didn't feel right. Something was off. A second punch, and Sahir knew there was something not right with the situation. Three hits into his combination, and there was no doubt; Sahir had been duped. Normally, with each hit from afar, he would feel the resistance of the body being hit much as if the air itself were an extension of Sahir's body; for example, it would affect him much the same way as holding a sword and taking a swing at a tree trunk. But this time, there was no jar against his limbs with each swing.

.....Realizing the problem - Sahir was now fully aware that he was hitting nothing more than pure air - Cris' well-planned maneuver dissipated, leaving Sahir with nothing in his field of vision besides empty space.

.....Nearly backed up against his own side of the ring himself, Sahir knew Cris could not have gotten behind him. And the ring was not so huge that he could not take it in with a single glance, peripherals and all a'working to complete the image. So, there was only one more place that Cris could have gotten to; the air. His head snapping upward, Sahir quickly noted his airborne opponent.

....."Got'cha!" smirked Sahir as he reared back his right fist and let loose straight at Cris; caught midair, this would (hopefully) be the downfall - get it, downfall, lol? - of Cris. As if in slow animation, a dense pocket of air would jet into Cris' gut, bringing him back to the concrete floor of the ring. The style of his furious punch was as follows: balling up his right fist at waist level, he took a massive swing as if he were pitching a deadly baseball. However, his fist could not be stopped where he left that ball loose; he would drag it down with all his strength to smash into the arena's concrete flooring, the metal studs decorating his gloves giving off a distinct and solid CLINK! as they smacked the solid ground. Though, this was not only for dramatic effect; the crowd would see Reinhart being dragged from his airborne state straight to the ground with an added umph, a good deal faster than a regular fall.

.....Considering that Cris hadn't planned on landing until just AFTER Sahir's seventh and final blow, Sahir should have ample time to deliver his a devastating blow to the gut.

NOTE: edited for descriptive purposes.

15Cristopher Reinhart

Sat Nov 29, 2008 3:48 pm · id 171820979 · page 1

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[Niitsu] - the - [First] Wrote:

"Got'cha!"

"I..."

Reinhart, though in mid air banked to his left and rolled much like you'd see an airplane do while flying freely in the sky. With his eyes locked on Sahir as if he were ready to launch a missile he would narrowly avoid the baseball style slug that would have brought him down. Landing some feet to Sahir's right just as his punch was nearing the ground Reinhart's arms were crossed once more.

"... don't..."

Then with the same practiced motion he let lose another Rapture Ripper the moment Sahir's fist hit the concrete. The slashes were the width of his swing (about 6 feet) and once again it was doubled as he'd swung both arms outward. Difference this time being that he swung his right arm at Sahir's mid level and his left at his thigh level. Sahir would catch one razor sharp slash across his whole right arm and maybe a portion of his ribs and back as well as across his right thigh and knee. Knee if he were crouched after his swing and his knee was bent, be it left or right.

"... think SO!"

Reinhart roared in an attempt to end the fight here he didn't hold back his cutting power and made sure that the Ripper would cut deeply into Sahir. Even the violent wind behind the it was increased and would certainly threaten to knock Sahir off his feet. Through flesh and maybe bone Sahir would definitely feel the difference in force between the last couple of slashes he took and these. Around them the crowd was wide eyed at the display of Reinhart's free flying style dodge and at the chaos let loose by Sahir's behemoth scale punch.

'He flew!', 'Did you see that?!', 'What monstrous power!', 'What the hell just happened?!'

There was no more time and as disappointed as Reinhart was at his illusion being broken he hoped this would call the end of the match. His heart beat furiously in his chest and as much as Reinhart had a new found respect for his hasty opponent he wanted this match to end.

Please... stay down.

He thought to himself afraid of the outcome should Sahir press the match further.

((EDIT: Took out the rabble down here.))

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Sun Nov 30, 2008 3:44 pm · id 171915483 · page 2

.....His eyes went wide as Sahir saw his opponent, in midair, dodge his ranged punch. "Little bug," sneered Sahir in annoyance. His first punch missing, he knew he had to abandon and follow up, but how?

.....Rather than continuing through with his entire body and slamming his right fist into the floor - it was now useless to sustain that first pocket of air - Sahir balled his left fist. For a split-second, he hesitated as he dug inside himself, mustering a small amount of spiritual energy; as a passing fancy, he had once upon a time decided to learn how to wield ki. A golden aura seized Sahir's left fist just before he swung it non chalant at Cris. Another pocket of air formed, though this one took the characteristic, golden aura as it faded from Sahir's fist.

.....As the attack came toward Cris' face, the surprised Sahir was a sitting duck as yet another attack ripped forth from his opponent. His eyes shot wide as blood spurted forth from his body, razor-thin cuts, deep and clearly outlined in crimson, now apparent upon his left arm and flying across his nearest leg. The force of the air, too, had been increased; Sahir was lifted to his toes as his body flew back, away from Cris.

.....With a crunch and the sound of vibrating steel, Sahir was thrown into the nearby wall, his side slamming it hard. He slid down the bars, blood pooling upon the concrete floor. His vision blurred and darkened at the edges; he had already lost a good deal of blood from earlier, and his adrenaline rush had sapped him nearly clean.

.....Just before blacking out, Sahir managed a smirk and a rather lazy thumbs-up.

17Cristopher Reinhart

Sun Nov 30, 2008 11:29 pm · id 171962086 · page 2

Reinhart didn't falter even as both of their attacks went off nearly simultaneously he failed to pull back and guard. A sickening thud followed Sahir's last stand, Reinhart's head was forced back violently as the golden strike smashed into his face. His own attack connecting against Sahir he heard the screams of the crowd around them even as he went flying in the opposite direction Sahir did. Rolling end over end twice, he smacked into the ropes and the unforgiving cage, his first instinct was to stand but upon laying eyes on Sahir he reset his priorities.

Smirking across the ring lay Sahir who looked all but unconscious as he gave Reinhart a thumbs up. Reinhart smiled and laughed for a second, at least he was a good sport, he'd have to find him later and go out for drinks or something. Blood escaped his nose and suddenly Reinhart was feeling a little less than healthy, hits to the face do that to a man. Using the back of his hand to wipe his face he attempted to stand when...

WHACK!

Something fell off the weapon rack and landed on his head preventing him from standing. Wincing, Reinhart put a hand to his head then looked over to the ground next to him to see what exactly had fallen.

"You gotta be f*cking playing...."

He said as he saw a chrome colored toaster overturned next to his thigh.

FIGHT END.