Flying Monkey [Rafaela, Sola]

"Ey, Lioness!"

He shouted at the silhouette that he recognised. First time, second time, third time, and fourth time with an intermission with a red-head. He was ready, a guy that was absurdly more powerful than this girl. He would just try to steal a few tricks to help him best her this time. How many times of goring each other before he got what he wanted, the success that he craved.

"It's Round Five, I'm going to pummel you this time."

Sola declared while taking up his stance, her moves were familiar to him now but even if she'd taken the time to study he was constantly trying new things and changing it up with the mix-up.

"Huh? You're tryin' again already? Jeez. Alright, sure!"

Naturally, Rafaela had been learning every time they'd fought too, and if there was one thing she'd learned, it was that she shouldn't bother letting this monkey have any real opportunity to adapt. She bolted toward him without any hesitation, raising her sword and slamming it toward him with brute force. She hadn't put any effort into cutting through him, but that wasn't a matter of force, only technique. For all intents and purposes, her sword was simply a weapon of sheer blunt destruction.

"Let's see whatcha got this time!"

After about then third time he'd determined that there was more effective means to dampen her attacks by gathering his cero in his palm and using it to pad the impact of her sword. So the red energy gathered and exploded when his hand tried to intercept the sword, move his hand to grab it from the back as a handhold and pull himself into bringing his foot up to try and kick Rafaela in the face.

"I'm going to take you down this time!"

He declared while hoping to try to kick in her jaw, maybe even smash her nose or eyes if he was lucky, since he wasn't particularly aiming anywhere except the head.

The cero slamming into Rafaela's sword did give her swing no small amount of slowdown, though her wide grin didn't change at all. Instead, as Sola went to kick Rafaela in the face, she simply slammed her head downward toward it, intent on meeting his kick with an impressive headbutt. It rattled her brain, no doubt about it, but that was a small price to pay.

"Psh, as if! You're not smart enough for that!"

Swinging a wild haymaker toward Sola, unconcerned about any regard for safety, she was just intent on breaking his ribs. It was way more fun to see how much she could shatter.

"Don't need to be!"

He shouted back while trying to pad his torso with his hierro, concentrating all his reiatsu towards his chest rather than let it drain out stupidly. His heart was racing, the thrill of fighting her and giving it his all keeping the energy pumping for him. Regardless though, he still felt the feeling of fractures form in his chest against her hand.

"Gotcha!"

Rather than fly away he kept hold of her sword, if she refused to let it go then her own strength would be his anchor to stay close to her even if his hand was torn up as a result. His eyes were on her own but it wasn't where he was trying to get a hit in, didn't matter how durable people became they always had weak spots which she'd shown him in their first bout.

"Yeah, I bet you'd think that!"

The thrill of fighting such a wild opponent was one Rafaela couldn't get enough of, filling her with countless memories of wartime that her current mind could only recall fondly. The rush of battle, the adrenaline that coursed through her from every injury both given and received, her Hollow-infested thoughts could only ever view all of it as having the time of her life.

Given he was holding onto her sword, Rafaela simply filled it with the searing purple energy that defined her fullbring, allowing it to simply flare out wildly. It scorched even herself, but that didn't really matter, as her free hand simply went to grab that girlyboy long hair of Sola's and pull his face into another headbutt from her.

His grip left her sword when the lightning appeared, his hair being grabbed by the shortstack. Whatever, he'd take the headbutt except she was pulling him nice and close so Sola took his free hand to try and throat punch her as their heads connected. He didn't need to break skin, he just needed to stimulate choking for air.

"Naturally!"

Any retort Rafaela would have made was rather expediently lost when Sola's fist slammed into her throat, and while she was made of tough enough stuff not to be in life-threatening danger, it was still a good way to knock her usual pattern into a moment of disarray.

Despite her inability to respond, however, she clearly made some attempt to, as she instead let out a struggling, choking sound that still managed to convey some degree of cocky mockery. Being cut off like this didn't change Rafaela's confident smirk, and her knee shot upward toward Sola's groin, hardly holding back with that one.

If they were gonna be so close up, she was obviously going to take advantage.

Her retaliation was met with a wince but the cocky grin never left his face, what was that? Did she think her knee came close to the kind of crap he'd endured down there from the white-haired devil? She'd have gotten a better reaction if she'd punched him right back in the throat! So he kept his composure through the radiating pain throughout his entire body from the groin shot and retaliated with impressive tenacity.

"Catch this!"

His fingers twisted, stirring up the air before he slammed it down towards her head. Somehow that redhead had done some fancy things with fire but Sola didn't have much of that going on besides his fiery spirit and hotshot attitude, so why couldn't his energy do something similar?

With his downward thrust the violent explosion of air came crashing down on the little frame like an air cannon. Somehow he'd figure out his own way to keep up, one way or another.

The fact that her knee hadn't had as much impact as expected left a brief moment of visible surprise across Rafaela's face. What the hell was this guy made of? The surprise, combined with the fact that she'd already committed no small amount of her effort toward that knee, meant she didn't have anywhere to run as Sola's explosive blow slammed into her.

Ouch. Rafaela reeled from the influx of heat burning at her, though she didn't really have anywhere to go. Of course, even if she had, she wouldn't have dared to run. This was a real bout, so she was gonna see it through to the end. It was fun!

"Ha... Looks like I've gotta work on my catching!"

Her sword once again shot upward toward Sola, burning violet energy intent on once again shattering him rather than cutting through him. Leaving this close-quarters would just make the fight more boring, after all.