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Subject Post 1PostSubject: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission]   Fri Sep 25, 2015 4:58 am




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The time is currently 4:50 PM in Reykjavík, Iceland. The temperature is currently forty five degrees, it is beginning to rain, the skies are turning scarlet and a crimson dome is covering the city of Reykjavík itself to prevent Vanguard operatives from breaking in. Their objective is to get pass the line of tens of thousands of Shadow Fall Troops that are now guarding the borders starting through a wide field of grass, dirt and rock. And, for antags, their goal is to otherwise prevent them from breaking through this line. The thread will start in the coast of Akranes .

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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission]   Wed Oct 28, 2015 5:41 am





Artist: Braken - Song: To the Stars - Word Count: 626

As grey rain fell from grey skies, the only hint of color besides red on this battlefield was the shimmering royal blue of a portal. Stepping out from within it was Sentient AI ASRA 1534-2. The Main Unit surveyed the battlefield with an incredible attention to detail. The power levels on both sides were astonishingly weak, making her almost frown in disappointment.

Though, she had a secondary mission here, besides observing the battlefield from a neutral standpoint. She wanted to learn more about this barrier. Though Dr. Caldwell would no doubt wish for her to break it down to allow passage for Vanguard troops, ASRA merely walked casually through the battlefield, her physical barrier of electricity crackling as both demons and Vanguard members alike (As they were no more aware of her presence than the demons, being that she herself is a project of classified persuasion) attempted her defenses.

She would stand a grand distance from the city itself, merely staring out at the massive bubble as the demons relentlessly attempted her barrier. They would find themselves promptly fried. Given the statistical probability of the dome she was currently surveying becoming more powerful due to this war-time, ASRA wanted to be nowhere near it, in the case that it released... unsavory effects.

Though she had no soul, being a machine, it was still just as likely that the barrier itself could do physical damage. Physical damage she was more or less not prepared for. Turning around as she detected a far greater relative spiritual presence in the area, she began to burst away from her position in the open toward higher ground at something approaching mach two.

Reaching the top of a small cliff she looked down. Zooming her visual receptors in to the max to analyze him, she could see that he was a Sugiuran. Male. From spiritual decay, over 700 years of age. Power level comparable to Dr. Caldwell, but skill with utilizing such power yet to be analyzed. 700 years and he still lacked greater power than James? This was merely a testament to the power of science for ASRA, as Dr. Caldwell's power was mostly attained through sheer lack of anything but intuition.

ASRA smiled. This would be interesting. Perhaps she would get to study a more active battlefield. As grey drops covered grey earth, the only color she was interested in here was red. Red like the alert she had received for this man's appearance. Red like the blood of the mortals spilling below. Red like the dome, looming in size and power.

But ASRA was blue. She was not anything like anything that could be found on this battlefield, and so she observed with a keen eye everything that occurred below her. The clashing of steel and the firing of cannons and firearms and other such conventional weaponry... She recorded it all in the interest of studying it later. The science of the battlefield was truly what she wished to learn.

Yet for all her ability, ASRA still could not comprehend the drive which spurred them to fight. To kill. It seemed so irrelevant to her processing cores. Carine stayed at home. Why couldn't these humans stay at home? Why squabble over land when there is so much of it, relative to their size? Why risk their lives, their own sentience for some dirt and grass, which they have from the comfort of their own home? She would boldly ask someone, were it not a warzone.

Though ASRA was still curious. In order to save herself from jeopardizing either side's probability of winning, she would open a portal in front of the Sugiuran. Stepping out of the blue, quite literally, she would look him over, then simply blink. "Why do humans fight such foolish battles?"


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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission]   Wed Oct 28, 2015 5:47 am


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ARTIST: GARDENIAN - SONG: NETHERWORLD - Words: 578

The sky was dark tonight, the man mused. He stared up, watching it yield the tears of angels, and grunted. He continued a steady gait along the coastline, moving towards a city off in the distance. He tightened it around him, in an attempt to stave off the child wind, and stared at his goal. The city. The city. The godforsaken numb.

He was a summer man. It was the best season in his opinion, and anybody who disagreed loudly found themselves with a broken jaw. His hand clasped around an old sword, ancient by these times, and continued the march. He came to a stop, turning towards the sea, and waited. Something was near, something powerful, something who wanted something else. What it was he didn't know, and he wasn't fast enough to outrun it.

Then it was there, right in front of him. It stepped through a portal, blue as the sea, and studied him. How curious. It was interested in him. He'd gone for a very long time without any interaction with other beings, so it was titillating to see someone actually properly noticing him. The wind blew his hood against is face, and he studied the creature in return until it spoke. Reactions told him to take a step back, to assess the threat, and to take a position that minimized his own risk. He obeyed with a slight turn to the side, drawing his sword, his Sacred Weapon, out just enough to make the rest of the unsheathing quicker. It took him a moment to re-assess the words the creature spoke.

"Why do humans fight such foolish battles?"

The first thought that came to mind was not in fact an answer. A curious question for a curious creature, he thought. Then he studied it for a bit longer, then came up with his own response.

[/b]"Because conflict is in their blood. To remove it would be to remove humanity. It has been so since the creation, and will be so until the end. Why do you ask?"[/b] The Sugiuran Knight said, his voice an echoing and soft backdrop against the sound of the sea clashing with the land. His off-hand drew up, dropping the hood of the cloak down, revealing the rest of the face it concealed.

"Although, a better question would be what you're doing here, why you're here with me, instead of in that city and protecting innocent lives." He said, in the same tone of voice, fully expecting an answer, but half-knowing the chance he wouldn't get one. "Instead of saving people, you're asking philosophical questions of a man who you've never met."

Chikara grunted, shifting in his position uneasily. The creature, if it could really be called that, had little expression. There was something not quite right with it, that much even he could surmise. And although he was relatively smart, he still preferred to think with his steel instead of his mind. Leave that stuff to the others. He was done with it.

He had learned a basic amount of it, of course. Kyoryu had enforced, validating the need for it by listing off all number of hypothetical scenarios regarding a horrible death by disbowelment, dismemberment, beheading, you name it. And Chikara eventually learned it.

But it still sucked. An odd thought on an odd day on an odd beach near an odd person. He glanced up at the sun, which was slowly descending through the sky, and sighed.

Rain, rain, go away. Come back no other day.

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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission]   Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:03 pm





Artist: Protostar and Draper - Song: Chrysalis - Word Count: 584


ASRA looked directly up into the grey skies above. The rain began to pick up. It was no problem for her, of course, who was built with durability in mind. In fact, her biosynthetic plant-based hair absorbed it happily, if emotion could be possible for plants, given their lack of significant neural networking.

"In my experience, no man is innocent. There can be good people, but there is no one here who has not hurt some other person simply by existing. You and I, even now are hurting someone, somewhere." She processed, running through multiple probabilities in a moment. Then, raising her hand, so that she could see the most interesting one, she pointed at his blade.

"Do you mind letting me see your blade? The whole thing, not just what you have there." She wanted to study this man thoroughly. At the moment, she lacked enough power to bring down the dome on her own ability. If he would show her his blade, ASRA would quickly reproduce one from the raw materials at Caldwell Laboratories, using her artifact recreation.

It would of course be without whatever power may be hidden within the Sacred, only similar in durability to his own. Her dress would wrinkle at the center, around the stomach, then open completely to reveal a blue portal. Reaching her hand toward her stomach as an exact visual replica of Chikara's sword thrust slowly out of her stomach, she would grab the hilt of the weapon, then test it's weight in her palm.

"But as for saving people," She would start, her somewhat cheery and innocent tone turning more serious. "That would ruin the controlled environment." She would then open a portal to the area where she'd just stood. Then, after attempting to usher the man to step through it, and assuring him she meant no harm, she would promptly step through behind him.

If he went through, they would appear on the top of the cliff like structure she had looked down from merely moments before. She had already tampered with the battlefield enough, in killing those demons that had attacked her earlier, and even a few Vanguard soldiers. According to her count, the numbers were negligible compared to the actual forces present. She would not allow any other external forces to tamper with the flow of battle. She was astutely recording each event happening below in one side process, and focusing on the man in front of her with another.

"I'm sorry, but can I ask you to stay here with me? We can both go into the city once the battle below is finished. For now, however," She would start again, this time swinging her blade in a childishly easy to parry challenge to a duel. "Let's see what you can do."

With that, she would open a portal directly in front of her, and jump through it, launching an attack directly behind the man. She had no spiritual pressure, so this was merely a test of his battle instinct. "If you can beat me, which consequently means yourself in a duel, then whenever I yield, we'll both go and shut down that dome together. My intent is non-lethal, but I encourage that you use as much force as you wish. I will yield when I have reached a margin where continued battle would be negligible on the secondary mission of saving those people. To put it in Layman's terms, we shall fight until fighting on would be dangerous should a stronger entity appear. In which case, we shall be allies. Does this sound fair?"



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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission]   Wed Oct 28, 2015 3:42 pm


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Chikara Seigyoki


ARTIST: GARDENIAN - SONG: NETHERWORLD - Words: 558

The knight cracked his neck, staring intently at the woman. Although judging from her stancing, it'd probably be better to just regard her as enemy. If that's the case, then he might as well draw his sword. So he does. He says in a serious sort of somber tone, "Innocence is a lie. One we tell ourselves and tell our children. When you become a man, and draw first blood, then your innocence is gone."

The pommel is made of the same steel as the rest of the blade, but it's been polished to a shine. It goes and hides under a black covering that makes up the hilt, which is ribbed and runs up to the cross-guard. That is relatively simple, and has the same shine as the pommel, but no other real adornments. It's straight, and long enough to parry a blow coming at him from the secondary zones of attack (if you were staring directly ahead of Chikara, then took three steps to the left or right, you would be in the secondary zone). The blade itself has a slight depression in the middle, around the cross-guard. It has three indentations, two on each side of the blade, and one in the middle. They meet, then continue along the middle until they reach the center of the weapon, then stop.

Chikara spent the smattering of a moment cherishing the weapon. It had been his constant companion for many years, and he was loath to give it up. So you can understand the anger he felt when this woman reached into herself and pulled out a replica, as if it was suddenly her sword to fight with, and her sweat that trained with it. It wasn't the real sword, Chikara said to himself.

Which is why he felt so confident in striking. He seized the initiative, lunging forward with both hands on his blade, then leaping in a circle towards his opponent. If she blocked, she would be surprised to see the level of strength that Chikara possessed, and this blow would easily be enough to send her flying-- wait, where'd she go?

His answer came in the form of shifting cloth and whistling wind directly behind him. As he expected, she could use those things to maneuver herself. That made her dangerous, as he just now confirmed. He chanced a glance backwards, and saw where the faux blade intended to bury itself, but Chikara denied it. He brought his own blade down, impacting it and sending the weapon careening off. It would be a feat of strength to see if she could bring it up to deflect his next attack, which was an overhead smash that exposed his midsection and feet.

He grunted as the blade descended, and shouted, fury in his tone that echoed around the field, "You wield that blade, but do you know what it means to hold it? It is the legacy of an empire! The reminder I carry that seven hundred and forty five years ago, men existed and that they were brave!"

Block or not, his next attack would be a speeding sweep at the woman's feet. It'd be easily enough to dismember a leg, if not both, he thought, and grunted again as he swung to deliver it.

"You think you can take MY legacy? Make it your own? Sorely mistaken. I accept your challenge."

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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission]   Wed Oct 28, 2015 4:53 pm





Artist: ScubaBeats - Song: Power - Word Count: 484


Tracking the momentum and velocity of the blade, as well as the vector it traveled on as it made to impact her blade, her unit could only respond so quickly, letting go of the blade about midway through Chikara's attack, sending it flying downward into the ground at high speed. As the blade buried itself, she reached up to catch Chikara's blade, standing firmly as he swept at her legs. The sweep causing a medium amount of damage, she promptly sent a voltage of electricity sufficient enough to temporarily stun an opponent of her level shooting down it's new conductor.

While he was busy being shocked for that split second, she would use that time to boost herself backward slightly using her boots. Grasping the buried blade and using her backward momentum to pull it from the ground, she sent another pulse of electricity down the sword, burning all of the remaining dirt and mud off of it's steel blade, and leaving it shining blue. Meanwhile, her nanites would repair the small indentation in her leg.

As the electricity of the blade crackled, she smiled. "A nice attempt, but now it's my turn." She would say, the same voltage that just stunned him a moment ago coursing through her blade. She would boost forward once again, but only with enough force as to harm him, not kill him. If he met her blade, he would again be stunned, causing her to lower the blade to her side for a split second, and boost in closer, attempting to grasp him at the face.

If she did, she would then throw him with enough force as would send him flying at roughly 50 mph into a tree behind him. Surely this attack would not harm him, but it would definitely show him not to underestimate her processing power.

So far, she was quite interested in him, as an opponent. "Well? Show me what you've got. Surely this can't be it. Some legacy..." She would provoke, blinking innocently to draw out his power.

She would then propel herself forward once again with a crackling like thunder towards the man at mach 1. If he didn't move, he would quickly find himself run through, as she would aim at his chest. Of course, she counted on his reaction speed or sheer instinct to save him, thus obliterating the tree into shards of wood upon impact. Then, turning toward whichever direction he went, she would swing her blade, a large shard of wood still pierced through the center at him. He would probably need everything he had to beat her, given his actions prior to this moment.

To which ASRA smiled. This was no longer a battle of strength. This was a battle for survival. Man vs. Machine. She would be exhilarated, she assumed, had she any form of emotional processes. The Main Unit she had created was functioning so well to the specifications she had given it.



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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission]   Wed Oct 28, 2015 5:40 pm


THE KNIGHT



Chikara Seigyoki


ARTIST: GARDENIAN - SONG: NETHERWORLD - Words: 330

The knight grimaced, shrugging off the shock from the woman. Apparently she had the ability to channel electricity through her limbs. Chikara smiled at that, it had been too long before he had a proper fight. He watched as she charged forward, aiming HIS sword at HIS chest, and sighed. It was such a simple maneuver, and one of the easiest to dodge. He simply... side-stepped it, swiping at her back on the sly.

And got the reward for his troubles, another jolt of electricity coursing through the sword and into his body. It must have been a mistake to have the hilt made of the same steel, and now he was feeling it. Electricity... Who'd have expected that, making such swords?

The woman called out a challenge. "Some legacy," he heard. He lowered his head, with a slight chuckle, and said, "You don't want to wake the dragon, do you?" It would indeed be a mistake to taunt, if such a thing was indeed her desire. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore was drowned out, as he focused his reishi all around his body. It wasn't in use before, but he decided that the use of it was warranted.

But he smiled again. While her back was turned, his sword dropped to the ground. He held it at the dirt, holding it ransom, while his off-hand once again found use: he grabbed the middle of his cloak, tearing it from his body.

For an instant, she would see his muscled form, like a well-oiled machine. He was also covered in scaling, black in color, an additional layer of protection from the woes of the world. They moved in tandem with him, seemingly attached to his body, and didn't seem to hinder his movement or discomfort him in any way. And then, like that, they were gone.

And just like that, a flash of bright light shone out, collecting energy from the environment, forming a suit of armor unlike any other.




ENTER THE DRAGON



Chikara Seigyoki



ARTIST: IN FLAMES - SONG: WAYFARER - Words: 356

The change was immediate. The cloak was fastened tightly in a now fully-armored grip, and he smiled under the weight of the full plate. A red tassel floated in the wind, attached to the helmet, as Chikara stood still. The armor had the appearance of lava, flowing over someone's body, then frozen in an instant, and hammered into armor, then etched with designs of ancient purpose.

The entire suit followed this design. It flowed from one piece of armor to the next, and a suit of chain was underneath it. Chikara picked up his sword, wrapping his cloak around it and tying it down. That should serve as an effective rebuttal towards the electricity, but he would have to resort to piercing techniques.

He rolled his shoulders, turning towards his opponent. The sword had undergone a similar change, even though most of it was now concealed. The blade was long and narrow, imitating something along the lines of a diamond. The cross guard resembled this as well, and the hilt was seemingly made of...bone.

The dragon knight pointed his sword at his opponent, and offered his own challenge: "If this is what you wanted, then here it is. Don't blame me if you die, though."

Then no more words were spoken. He rushed forward, moving to deliver her a taste of what she paid for. He poured all of the reishi in his body into this strike, holding it in the steel and wanting nothing more than to deliver it. In tandem, Kyoryu, with a heavy sigh, took up the rest of his body, reinforcing everything that Chikara had taken.

Afterwards, hitting the attack or not, he would strike out once more, a simple uppercut aimed at the arm, with the reishi from before in both of his arms. Kyoryu would do his best to prevent any damage, Chikara thought, and a deep grumbling from within him confirmed it.

And for his last attack before he passed this round's bout over, would be a kick from Kyoryu, with enough force behind it to launch a Boeing 747. "Is that all you've got? I've got plenty more to deliver, believe me!"

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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission]   Wed Oct 28, 2015 7:04 pm





Artist: Virtual Riot - Song: Turn Up - Word Count: 770


Throwing the previous sword to the ground as her lure had apparently worked, she pulled yet another sword from her stomach, this one directly imitating the one which Chikara now held. Her nanites slowly took the cloth from her dress, and fashioned it into the same form of cape which Chikara now wore. Her outfit would slowly surface as a suit of armor directly identical to the one he wore. His spiritual pressure spiked to something befitting of the power level he registered as. Now things were getting interesting.

"No one's going to die here," She started.. and she meant it. She wouldn't kill him, because after the battle finished, they would need to go take that city. Despite this, he showed no intention of holding back, which was good, even though she would have to. "Change outfits all you like, you still can't beat me." She would say, attempting a cocky intonation she had learned from James. Then, she would hold her blade at the ready.

His spiritual energy was being supported by some other energy. Perhaps the fabled guardian spirit of the Sugiurans? All she knew was, his blade was being charged with spiritual energy. Though she had none of her own, she logged the method by which he did so, for later use.

Without so much as flinching as he attacked, she put up a small barrier in the shape of a shield in her right arm, holding it up as the electricity crackled, barrier absorbed the attack, being only fifty percent depleted. As she observed his arm raising toward hers, she flipped her hand around to catch the nullified force of the blade, while swiveling the shield like barrier around to block his punch. As he did so, he left his sides exposed, which she promptly exploited by a swift swinging of the sword to meet his armor. Of course, with the armor being made of steel, and with his cloak tied around his blade, unless he could somehow block with his cloak, his body would become electrified once more. Again with only enough force to stun him.

If he somehow blocked that attack, his kick would land square on her side, sending her flying towards a nearby outcropping of trees. With a heavy thudding and a wet splash, ASRA stood once again, her nanites slowly working to fix the huge dent in her imitation armor.

Regardless of what happened, she would still respond. "Not even close. My specifications ensure it." The lack of present solar power would no doubt play some effect on her ability to charge her energy, and thus fight effectively... but the excess of solar powered cells in this form was sufficient enough to at least glean some measure of energy from the air surrounding... but for the moment, energy was no problem, as he had merely broken a single barrier. Opening a portal below her, she rose before him once more, compressing the air molecules into something resembling a lightning whip.

"Are you sure you can even handle me at full power? Especially not with cheap ploys like that..." She retorted tauntingly. Her provocation was working well so far, and she was learning quite a bit about this man, as well as the battlefield below.

She swung the whip at the man, this time with enough voltage behind it to drop him to the floor in convulsions. If he didn't block with his cloak or his blade, he would be much like a powerless human when tased... twice. She would then boost toward him at Mach 2 speed probably much faster than he could react, given the distance currently between them, aiming the edge of her blade for his center of mass so that upon impact with either his blade or his armor-- if her attack didn't outright break his armor, he would be sent flying backward with her.

Swinging her blade down full force on impact, she would attempt to throw his full body into the ground beneath her as she catapulted forward past the sound barrier. Then, opening another portal a few km ahead from her calculations, she quickly flew through it, and into one that would be directly over his head. This time, she charged the blade to the same crippling voltage as before, and held it two handed as she, without losing momentum, would fly downward at him with enough force to crush a crater into the ground behind him, even on impact. If his 'fighter's instinct' didn't tell him to move the hell out of the way, he would quickly find that this battle was over, just as soon as it began.



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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: Shore Battle: The Clash For Akranes [Iceland Conflict Event Mission]   Wed Oct 28, 2015 8:37 pm


ENTER THE DRAGON



Chikara Seigyoki



ARTIST: TWO STEPS FROM HELL - SONG: THIS MUST BE THE MOTHERSHIP - Words: 830

Chikara watched again as she imitated his style. He slumped his shoulders, holding the blade up at a level where he could easily grab it and parry an attack, then let out a sigh. "You know, imitation can be considered flattery. I am not entirely sure of what your game is here, Miss, but frankly, I am tired of it. Why don't you just go ahead and fight me as your real self? It might make for a more interesting match." To demonstrate his point, he would feign a yawn.

He did grimace at his attack being blocked, although it came at little surprise. A being such as her was bound to have a few tricks up her sleeve, and that would make this battle much more interesting than it already was.. It was slightly sad to see, however, that she had good defensive qualities, although maybe not as well as he did. Although, at least she did take the bait, thankfully. His gambit was allowing her to strike at an unprotected section, mainly his side, to maximize the amount of damage he could deal and minimize the amount he took in return. He had used an overhead slash, and she had tried to exploit it by going for his ribs, and that was when the gamble worked out in his favor.

His sword was steel while he was in his base form. In Genkakuna Maito, though, all of the equipment he used was made of pure spiritual energy, manifested from either his own spiritual pressure, or Kyoryu's. The burnt armor and ancient sword, this time, was made out of his own spiritual energy, and he smiled as he glanced down and saw, perhaps, a look of surprise on her face. Maybe, at least, as much as this emotionless warrior could muster. If that was her only trick, then there would be nothing else she could do. His armor was strong enough to absorb nearly any attack she could produce, and if she had no way to get past his armor, then she could no longer do damage to him, and then the fight would simply come down to attrition; who would be the first one to fall.

He would take the blow, which would be absorbed into the armor, diffuse through the spiritual energy that danced around between it, the chain mail, his draconian scaling, and then finally the stone skin underneath. He could at least admit she had the upper hand, but only while he was in his Base form. Now, when he went into Joushou, she had no real advantage, as it was all claimed by him. The electric shocks that she was so fond of delivering would simply be dispersed, since there was nothing there to conduct it down to his body. The thought of that would make him let out a slight chuckle.

The kick was delivered, much to Chikara's delight. Before she flew too far out of his reach, though, he attempted to hit her once more with a spiritual energy-infused attack, to send her down into the ground and thus have her still be relatively close to him. If she couldn't get out of the way, then she would be stuck in the earth. He didn't know how exactly her teleportation ability worked or whether or not it required any kind of somatic component, but he was operating on the assumption that some kind of trigger activated it. But if it didn't, then he would be easily vulnerable to a quick teleport above and a plunging attack downwards.

If she did go down to earth, then he'd step up and hold her at sword point, and wait for some kind of yield. Then, he would assist her up, easily pulling her out of the earth, and set her back down again.

But if she didn't, then Chikara would move backwards, away from her, and take a defensive position, as knights are ought to do. When she readied herself, he would run at her again, collecting his spiritual energy into one blow, like his last attack. Although, she could easily block it like she did last time, and he didn't honestly have any clue as to how much more that ability worked.

If she was a spiritual being like he was, then he should at least be able to sense her spiritual pressure. But even from the beginning of the combat, he had felt nothing. Even using her abilities, there was no kind of pressure at ALL emanating from her. Could she be hiding it somehow? And why hadn't she reacted to his own pressure? Surely it would have been strong enough to warrant even a comment, but there had been no such thing.

This creature, if she could be called that, warranted at least a set of questions. Perhaps after that, he would turn her over to Kyoryu. Or maybe not. He was eager to see how she would react, now that she is in the disadvantaged position

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Artist: Braken - Song: To the Stars - Word Count: 547

As the blade caught at the edge of the man's armor, ASRA's eyes widened. She had somehow managed to ignore the fact that his armor was registering as something unlike steel in her haste to copy it. This was a mistake that should not normally have occurred. Perhaps it was due to the staggering amount of attention to the battle happening below that was clogging her memory? She lessened the degree to which she observed the battle, and focused more of her attention on this man.

She was in midair now, apparently a bit too late to react to a swift kick he had delivered shortly after her blade caught in his side. If she could feel anything like pain, this would more than likely be staggering. Instead, she attempted to boost herself flying towards him again, only to be caught by an even swifter downward kick.

Although she could have easily opened yet another portal below her, and dropped down using the momentum from his kick to cleave him in two, she had more than enough combat data from him. So, she landed. Rolling over quickly, she activated a 1000 degree flamethrower into her blade. It melted swiftly, as her symbol of surrender. Then, as she instructed the nanites to reform the steel she used to make this armor to repair her original form, she dropped through a portal in the ground, and stood-- long before Chikara could hold his hand out.

"Well done, I'd say. You adapt quite well on the fly. I assume that's as a result of your experience in combat?" She would say, now back into her blue dress. She walked slowly towards him, dusting her white gloves off. "At any rate, I yield. There's no point in continuing further. The battle below rages on, and there are 'innocents' in that city that need saving, as you said." She said the word innocents with a kind of hesitance, as though still grasping his definition of the term.

Stepping off the cliff, she plummeted feet first toward the battlefield, then, moments before touching the ground, calculating the required speed to offset her descent, her sonic boots forced enough pressure downward as to bring her to a screeching halt. Of course, realizing that her companion clearly had no method of flight or speedy transportation, she would open a blue portal beside him.

Whether he stepped through or not, she would charge up all 10,000 volts of energy she could into something that appeared to be a lightning spear. Though she could have easily used this in combat earlier, she intended to remain non-lethal. Her battery reaching critical levels, she fired it off into the grey sky, the energy rapidly dispersing all of the clouds through seemingly instant evaporation. As the rain stopped, and the sky cleared, all that could be seen for miles on end was endless blue sky.

With that, ASRA fell over, propped up against the cliff face. "I hope you don't mind, but I'm just going to be... gathering my energy now." She would say, only pausing to figure what the Sugiuran equivalent to charging one's battery was.

With that, her eyes would light up a bright blue, and her hair would begin to shine and sparkle. Soon, they would go and deal with her secondary mission.


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