Eyes on the Prize [Natasha, Edelo]

The sound of gunfire rang out through the arena as Natasha kept up that withering gunfire. Loud pangs sounding through the air as bullets of reishi plowed through the lizards, the flimsy things crumbling easily, only further causing them to scatter as the second gun was brought to bear. on the hollows. The things hissing and attempmting to scatter as bullets cut them down. Leaving them crumbling to wispy clouds of dust.


Edelo let out a soft tch. Watching as a hallway full of lizards suddenly started to scatter. His eyes snapping to the nearest corner. Those eyes gleaming as he noticed those bunching up into groups. The heck? He cocked his leg back, air ripping inward, ruffling his hair before launching a strike, a sudden BANG sounding as a thin needle of air pierced through the walls, slamming into the pile of lizards before promptly expanding, following the motion of his foot and slicing through the group, cutting down a number of the lizards, but even more began to scatter.

No doubt Natasha would start to see the change in the Lizard's behaviors. Originally cowardly, they continued to scatter and run. However, whenever they managed to find a group and begin getting aggressive, they would form big swarms, swarms that even those shots of hers would have trouble ripping through. And soon they would begin to surge, rather than running, they'd begin advancing toward Natasha! Sending hails of those pellets at her as they attempted to swarm her!

A behavior that occasionally would cause a cleave of air from Edelo toward the larger groups, causing them to scatter again. It was a simple program. They ran away in small groups, but attacked in larger ones. A program designed to help practice crowd control. Keep them scattered. Keep them scared. And one that would no doubt tip of Natasha that she might need to use something a bit more suited for culling crowds.

Edelo's frame was wreathed int the green tint of that shifting wind. He shot through the training environment, controlling his breathing as he leapt up onto one of the high platforms as a hail of pellets cracked into the stony wall he'd been beside moments before. Tensing up as he slammed his shoes into the panel, a soft green glow adhering him to the surface as his eyes darted, scanning around and through the maze of walls. He could see a few new groups beginning to form.

Thankfully Natasha's new shift in strategy was handling things very well. The sudden shift in weaponry promptly resulted in the woman plowing through the sudden swarming groups of Lizards. Withering the boosted confidence in the simulated enemies, causing them to shriek and scatter. Forcing them to dip behind cover. But of course, that wasn't an issue for Edelo. Taking a deep breath as Natasha called out her warning. He paused, scanning to spot the remaining groups in the arena around them. Taking a steady breath, gathering the wind around his legs as he tensed his muscles, slowly crouching before he sprang up. Launching himself up and into the air raising one of his heels up and into the air, that wind roaring as it gathered along the length of his leg.

"Orochi Guillotine." He called out, before dropping his foot, channeling his fullbring abilities and martial prowess into that twisting blade of air and launching it into the ground! That blade of green-tinged air slamming into the ground before promptly splitting apart! Cutting blades lanced outward, spidering across the arena, splitting and ripping clean through the walls of reishi and crashing through the crowds of lizards to shred them.

And of course, these were very weak enemies. Between Natasha's sudden hail of gunfire, and the finisher delivered by Edelo, the remaining lizards promptly were scattered and culled. The combination of strong cutting winds and puncturing bullets eliminating the remaining lizards, leaviung only a few left, but hardly enough to actually cause them to regroup. The remainders all dissolved into Reishi and the lights perked back up, signaling the end of the program.

Edelo let out a soft WHEW as the lighting shifted and he dropped down, pausing to eyeball the walls as they too began to deconstruct and dissolve, the maze of walls and platforms shifting. "Whew. Well that was a nice little warmup." He chuckled, offering a little smile as he looked to Natasha, and the display buzzed quietly at his waist. Hm?

He pulled out his phone and checked the display. Here is your Score. You have been authorized for increased levels of difficulty. Would you like to run another simulation? The application chimed. Causing him to tilt his head a bit before rubbing his chin. "Ahah.... sorry. I guess that was set a little....low." HE murmured. Honestly, between the both of them, it hadn't been all too exciting. "ahem, did uh, you want to try out the higher levels orrrrr?" He tilted his head. Certainly he wasn't actually sure how high these things went. But he also felt that ....well..that hadn't been nearly as .... long-lasting a simulation as he'd been hoping. So he was open it Natasha wanted to switch methods for their little training session.

Edelo sighed just a little and couldn't help but smirk a bit to himself. He had started getting a little used to Miss Miller's teasing. Of course she didn't make any hard choices about the two, but simply stated she'd be up for either. He looked off to the side, eyeing the vanishing bits of wall and debris, everything being recycled down to reishi. Hmmm. Truth be told, seeing what she was capable of he did wonder what exactly he'd be able to manage. She had a pretty solid range advantage. Hm.

"I don't know if I'll be much of a challenge, but I'd be happy to spar." He noted with a bright smile, promptly adjusting his phone and selecting a suitable Arena. The machines whirred back to life and it wasn't long before a new arena was being constructed. Unlike the maze before, there was a massive area littered with pillars of varying sizes and angled leanings, though soon the ground began to shift as well, as the both of them slowly rose up as the ground built up beneath them.

They would be fighting on a tower. It was open, but certainly with a lot more verticality. But at least there was SOME cover in the form of those pillars jutting out from the tower's surface. Nice an open, but still with some cover. Something that they cold both try and take advantage of.

"Whenever you're ready, Coordinator Miller." His voice hardened a little as he got into the ready stance and placed his focus on the woman. For a few seconds before his gaze shifted. Shit this was going to be harder than he thought.

She caught him by surprise with that one. Mainly because of that breaking out a sweat comment. He felt a bit of embarassment crawl it's way throug his veins as he kept his focus to the side. Ready to react, primed to sense any shifts in spiritual energy. But to his surprise, Natasha suddenly sprang toward him. His eyes widening and his gaze darted to her form. A k-IIIICK?! Pupils immediately dilated when that kick slammed into his neck, just as he caught sight of her mid execution. His fullbring kicked in and the combination of the hit and the sight was enough to make him stagger back, wincing from the sudden sting and thrusting his elbow up! Attempting to knock that foot up and break her stance before stumbling back a bit himself and promptly gritting his teeth.

Fuck. His eyes darted around, before he FORCED himself to lock his gaze onto NAtasha. Which was .... distracting. He was still not ... used to precisely using his abilities. And so he got flashes of things. A few layers would peel away. And then suddenly it'd dial back. And then suddenly he could see her layers of muscle and bone. And then, it pulled back again. Some were unpleasant to look at. Some were a little too pleasant. And it was .... a distraction.

But he couldn't let his damn eyes have him fucking up infront of a coordinator. Even as his attention was snared and disrupted, he darted forward and swung, aiming a sharp right hook aimed to crack straight into Natasha's left shoulder. Definitely a potential surprise given ow kick-centric his fighting style usually was. But he needed a stable base. At least until he could get his damn nerves under control.

Whoa! His eyes widened slightly and his gaze pierced through her as he watched her suddenly catching his arm. She took that hit rather well and suddenly he felt himself suddenly getting grappled. He tensed up, pumping spiritual energy inot his chest, trying to blunt the immpact as he tensed. Hissing as that elbow slammed into his chest, barely managing to keep the breath in his lungs.... mostly, before he promptly locked an arm around her chest. Two could play at this game. His fingers sank into her shirt as his body shifted into a twist, aiming to lift the blonde woman clean off of her feet before throwing her across the top of the toward, aiming to toss her straigth into one of the jutting spires sticking out of the tower before staggering back a bit, catching his breath.

Hopefully it succeeded since well, with how close they were, failing to make distance probably meant more body strikes from Natasha. But with a bit of breathing distance he could readjust and get a better feel for the fight. Right, so she was a lot more compentent than he expected. Actually she was on HIS level! And Really martial arts was most of what he was capable of. So he'd have to be a bit more....clever if he wanted to best her. Well, surely he could figure something out.