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Fri Mar 08, 2024 12:38 am
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The strike was solid and let out a sound that was oh so satisfying. Even as her frame gave a shrill scream of excitement, watching as Amaranta took that hit and continued to charge at her, she couldn't help but be lost in the thrill of it. That hint of fear that always came with fighting Amaranta. And the sudden bloom of spiritual energy that came from the attack got her attention. And the spear in her hand twisted, flattening into dual blades as she raised the weapon up above her head. Those wings wreathing her body as that powerful barrier wrapped around the weapon's edge. A burst of her own amplified spiritual pressure channeling along the blade.

The Shell of explosive heat struck her as she slashed, ripping into the ball and cleaving it in half. For all the did it did as it promptly exploded into a brilliant pillar of flames, the sudden rush of hot air thrashing the nearby trees with powerful winds as the flames billowed outward and disappated. But before the flames even died out, a bolt was slung from the center of the flames toward Amaranta, spinning through the air before aiming to slam into Amaranta's chest with a mighty THUNK. The bladed spear flung like a throwing start, attempting to punch into the woman's chest. OR at least TRY to crack that hard outter hierro that she knew was there. A much more brutal attack than what she usually employed. But she knew her strength. Even with this Fusion, she doubted she'd be able to score a hit deep enough to truly harm the Feline. Just enough to make a mark as the flames finally faded.

Khaana's frame was a mess. Helf melted, flesh in liquid form drizzled from the gaps in her armor. A big gash burned into either side of her frame. Sparing her center of mass, but resulting in her limbs being practically twigs, rapidly that fluid flesh spilled up to try and reform them properly, redistributing her mass to fill in, to get herself back in proper fighting shape, panting as she leered, those dark eyes peeking in the smoldering holes in her armor. A grin on her face as spikes would spring out from that spear, intent on burying into Amaranta's chest to lock the weapon in place. Any attempts at peeling the weapon off would result in more spines trying to punch through Amaranta's palms, attempting to hamper the woman while Khaana recovered.

"Shut...your fucking.... mouth." She growled.

"Stop ...flirting, and fucking FIGHT."
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AMARANTA VALERIA | BURNING LIONESS

Wherever she launched one attack, Khaana impressively followed up with another. It was a remarkable display of battle prowess that only enhanced her exhilarated mood. From the incandescent sea of fire, Amaranta immediately recognized the spear soaring toward her. The sudden nature of the counterattack made it difficult to evade.

As such, the bladed weapon crashed into her chest without any impediment other than the stalwart hierro that prevented it from effortlessly penetrating through her form. Without hesitation, she seized the weapon, a maddened grin tearing across her bestial countenance. Relentless and unbound, she brought forth every fiber of her strength to singlehandedly break that spear in half, even with the series of spikes piercing into her palms.

When something stood before her in opposition, she endeavored to topple it with reckless abandon. Any form of pain was akin to pleasure. Any form of adversity was viewed as a blessing from the heavens above. Khaana demanded her to approach this battle with vigor, furiously imploring her to fight. Indeed, she would fight. Fight and crush. Humiliate her. Overwhelm her. Show here there was yet another realm of prowess to reach. In response to her fiery command, Amaranta responded to her ferocity with childlike glee in her voice.

"Okay!"

At that moment, her body ignited in an unruly display of spirit energy, an even greater degree of flame expanding outward to surround the entire arena in hellfire. Whereas before, she had arguably toyed with attacking her, this current act was of no small note, employed with the obvious intention of testing her endurance.

After all, Amaranta knew Khaana's durability was nothing to scoff at, and her hollow-like nature always ensured she could recompose and gather herself, given the opportunity to recuperate. Thus, she intended to eliminate the opportunity for recovery entirely. Like a violent whirlwind, she roared through the air, diving toward her with the intent of rushing into her large frame like a heat-seeking missile.

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SNAP. The spear was shorn in half as it screeched, wings bursting from the shaft of it to slash down the length of both Amaranta's shoudlers, as the portion that was still buried in her chest attempted to burrow deeper. Those spikes curling like little insect legs to dig into the surrounding flesh and try to burrow further into Amaranta's flesh. But well, it didn't stop the woman. That explosive burst of heat into Khaana's surroundings signalled that Amaranta was going to go for something big. Khaana's eyes narrowing behind her helmet as her armor attempted to repair itself. But well, she wasn't going to get a chance to fully recover.

With a sudden explosive boom, the Arrancar was suddenly speeding towards her. The air compressed around them like a bullet as they shot towards her. The heat coming off her alone was insane, and in that moment, her Spiritual Pressure hardened into a thin armor like layer around her body, that Seraph Field flaring up. But not just to protect herself from Amaranta.

In that brief instant just before Amaranta made contact with Khaana's frame. The chunk of Spear that was still in her chest would suddenly glow. Brilliant glowing wings spreading from the broken-off tip of the spear as energy built up in the point. The energy she os often stored in her spears, and then some.

There was a brief instant where the ground beneath the both of them glowed. Melting from the combined heat of Amaranta's flames and the sudden burst of energy from the exploding Speartip. A bubble of durt turning to glass blooming outward, washing over that barrier of Khaana's skin just as that thing burst violently, exploding outward into a vicious column of energy, sending both of them rocketing away from eachother, or rather, buffering the force that Amaranta made when she slammed into Khaana like an arrow, plowing the Mod soul into the nearby mountainside with a heated crash, burning the grass as the pair of them were shunted into the ground by the shockwave of the explosion. An attack that had all but everything she had in it. Everything but the scraps of spiritual energy that clung to her in the form of that Seraph field.

This was it.

This was the point they always reached.

The brief exchanges. Khaana pulling out everything she possibly could. And then, exhausting herself to the extreme just to try and get a hit in. The force of Amaranta hitting her was enough to make her dizzy. But even so.

A white hot set of claws CLAMPED onto Amaranta's head. Holding it in place as she cocked back that armored fist and aimed to slam it into Amaranta's skull with enough force to try and stun her! HEr Seraph Field was in shreds, but as those glowing eyes STARED into Amaranta, it slowly was rebuilding itself. Digging up energy from her core, melting down her own flesh and armor as cracks slithered along ehr body, converting the excess mass into more energy. For once, they were the same size in this juncture of the fight. And so Khaana grinned through her helmet as she aimed several more vicious punches to the Arrancar's head and chest!

She wasn't gonna just gas herself and pass out this time!

Not Yet!
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AMARANTA VALERIA | BURNING LIONESS

The explosive impact, coupled with the untamed torrent of energy, blasted colliding bodies afar. Tch. That broken spear proved to be a useful boon for its master, after all. A timely counter to seemingly turn the momentum in her favor. Even so, the burning lioness showed no sign of anxiouness, no sign of exhaustion. The vicious wave of strikes against her head and chest were met with booming laughter.The unyielding display of Khaana's tenacity was something to behold. The thunderous assault of her armoed fists were fierce and relentless, and not a single one could be trivialized.

In addition, that imploding spear had left her vulnerable now, compromising the effiency of her hierro. No matter. Amaranta reveled in physical combat. Responding with equal violence, her fists roared through the air as though they were streaking bolts of lightning. Like a machinegun, each strike targeted her face, her throat, any part recognized as vital. Defense no longer mattered. The blazing reiryoku would be devoted to brutalizing her opponent.

Each punch was explosive in nature, accompanied by incandescent fire that endeavored to cull any attempt at recovering her energy. There was a childlike playfulness to her violence now, prompting her to remove any measure of restraint now. Every single attack was executed at her utmost in physical strength. For that was what Khaana desired, and she felt no remorse in violent rain of attacks collapsing relentlessly on her body.

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Hot.
The searing flashes of pain as those epxlosive punches struck her body again and again were enough to burn through that compressed armor. As that burning field of her own spiritual energy conformed along her body. Blunting the strikes and dampening the blooms of heat. She still was losing the fight. She couldn't go toe to toe with Amaranta, and every shattering, splintering crack of those fists into her grame sent splatters of bloog and broken armor to the ground. If she had not been a Mod Soul, she likely would be dead. Even as she slammed her fists into the Lion's head and Face, she struggled to do more meaningful damage. And so as another gunshot rang out, the sharp impact of Amaranta's fists against her amrored Chassis, as chunks of melted flesh and steaming armor flaked off, battered and burning wings steaming as they crumpled off her frame. She grabbed for the Lioness's throat.

A yell tearing from the creature's throat. Mouths peeling open all along her body as she cried out and pulled her hand back, and then lunged for that Spear wound in the woman's chest. Pointing her fclaws into a single bladelike narrow as she thrust her arm forward with as much strength as she could muster. Intent on burying her clawed hand into the woman's armored chest. The last dregs of reserve energy roaring to life. That Seraphim field twisting around her hand. No longer protecting her armored frame. Just a few more hits and she'd be out cold. But it would be worth it if she could land this!

Thar aura condensed into a blade over her fingers, to add to the penetrating power of that stab. Before the little sharpened shield would expand. Aiming to erupt in a thing narrow beam. Hoping to pierce the woman's ribs, maybe even a lung before punching through the woman's back. Honestly, if Amaranta wasn't a regenerative type, it would be a mortal attempt of a wound. Everything she had focused into just trying to do enough damage to get this damn tiger to pass out from the shock. To take her out before those fists turned her gigai into a molten mess and snuffed out the last of her remaining energy.
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AMARANTA VALERIA | BURNING LIONESS

Even under the rapid assault of burning fists, Khaana's body remained upright. Whether that was the result of her nature as an existence she was too uninformed to understand, or simply her sheer force of will pushing her body past its natural limits, Amaranta marveled at the exhilaration she felt during their torrential wave of attacks. Striking with one's maximum strength only for their stalwart opponent to rise again might have deterred a warrior of lesser mettle, but Amaranta simply took it in stride, as though it were something to be celebrated.

Pushing past one's limit was the hallmark of a true warrior in her eyes, and so her mind devoted itself to the intention of breaking through that last remaining barrier of energy completely and crushing the last vestiges of will she possessed. Of course, against a desperate foe, that was easier said than done. That notion proved truer still, as Khaana's body roared into motion, shifting from matching the woman pound for pound to firmly breaking into what Amaranta viewed as her final act of offense. The savage desperation in her voice told her that much.

Burning fists promptly reoriented their trajectory from relentless assault to sudden defense. One fist shot forward like a bolt of lightning at close range, with the intent of shattering the outstretched arm. And the other had launched forward with the similar intention of decimating the other. Of course, she hadn't quite accounted for the last remaining dregs of energy to roar to life so swiftly and with such decisive force, the speed of her strike surpassing Amaranta's own in that split second.

"Kuhgh!"

Condensed blade pierced resilient flesh, an advantage seized in a moment where her hierro was compromised by prior offense, unfocused and far from devoted to her body as it normally functioned. Though she was quite the tenacious opponent in terms of physical prowess and endurance, regeneration had been sacrificed long ago in favor of overwhelming might as an Arrancar.

What organ did she end up piercing in that wound? Whatever it was, there was little time to wonder about it now. Through sheer force of will, her stumbling form offered one more measure of offense on its own, swinging her burning claw down in a savage attempt to sever Khaana's arm. Defeat was not an option for her. Even though every fiber of her body cried out in pain, the soul demanded victory at any cost. Did she expect such a mortal attempt of an attack? No, of course not, but that type of savage desperation ought to be applauded. Such was simply the nature of battle. And it was up to her to adapt to its flow, fighting against her fading consciousness.

"Rarrrrrgh!"

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She just wouldn't go down.

Perhaps it was naive of her to think she could win like this. After all, she had never PROPERLY pushed the lioness to any real extent. The notion that she would be able to tear the woman down was a mere dream.

But what am enticing dream.

She bled, she melted, she cracked and broke. Those vicious strikes from Amaranta snapped her arms and flung them away, it was only veil of energy that kept her protected right up until she unveiled that vicious assault! As she plunged that arm of hers into the Lioness's chest and unleashed what was left of her spiritual energy in that booming swell of cutting might. There was nothing like the feeling of punching through that elusive exterior.

How many of her final gambits had barely scratched the woman?

How many times had she settled for such paltry marks and scores?

But to feel that gasp, the sucking punch of air from the woman's chest in response to the wound burned through her. All the way up to those claws shearing clean through her unprotected arm. Her Seraph field was entirely down. And frankly, no longer being connected to Amaranta, Khaana lost the anchor that was holding her up. What had once been a shining flame of her new power and potency was reduced to just so much slag and melting armor. The remnants of her wings drooping as she crumpled to her knees. Holes dotting the shadow of a frame she'd been reduced to as she planted facefirst onto the ground. Leaving her severed arm buried in the Arrancar's chest.

No final words., no last glance or hateful leer. She'd pushed herself FAR beyond her normal constraints. She'd pushed her luck, the limits of her powers, the limits of her own energy reserves. And she'd come up woefully short. Even with the damage she'd afflicted, Amaranta had energy to spare. She had been, for all intents and purposes, solidly beaten, her mind drifting into sudden unconsciousness.
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AMARANTA VALERIA | BURNING LIONESS

"Goddamn..."

Manifesting her sheer will to remain conscious left her overwhelmingly mesmerized by the brutal wounds present on her body. An attempt at victory that deserved her genuine recognition. That savage bid for supremacy left her feeling reminiscent. Momentarily, she flashed back to her past battles. Battles of desperation. Battles for supremacy. To fulfill her pride, to attain the ever-elusive glory that eluded her. Even with blood pouring from her mouth, a booming chortle exited her lips.

It was a rough attempt at laughter, but she was, quite simply, in the truest sense of the word, proud of the Khaana's performance. Whatever her emotion was as she faded into unconsciousness, Amaranta thought her efforts sublime. With enough effort, the bronze woman imagined a future where she could very well match her in strength without the need for last-minute offense.

Obviously, that meant she had to continue improving her abilities, to refine her technique, her approach, her strategy - all so she might maintain her role as the combatant to be overcome. The final boss one could celebrate defeating after going through so much effort to get to the endgame. Of course, she recognized that she was nowhere close to that. There was still a long way to go on her path as well, but that was fine. Adversity built her, and it would continue to build her until she died in a blaze of glory or reached the place she desired in her heart.

Pulling the severed arm from her chest, an act that subsequently welcomed a firm outpour of crimson, Amaranta cleaved her claw through the air, creating a fissure in space that led right back to her penthouse. The troublesome nature of sacrificing regeneration for power was figuring out how to heal mortal wounds. And yet, that is what made it so fun, so exhilarating. To dance with death day in and day out, to reminisce on the importance of what each scar represented, what it meant in the moment, and the aftermath.

Holding her hand against the wound, she walked, hoisting the brat over her shoulder, before stepping through that opening in space. Now that she thought about final bosses, Amaranta found herself wanting to play on her handheld game before they got her. Argh, but then she'd need to wash her hands and stop the bleeding. Whatever. It'd right itself in the end, right? Of course, it would.

"Sheesh, boss. That was one hell of a blow at the end there, huh? Striking me any higher might have ended me for good. Come on, let's get back home before we expire here like a pair of idiots."

Stepping through the fissure with Khaana and her severed arm in hand, she warmly smiled at the woman over her shoulder, reflecting on her plight from earlier. For the right madman or madwoman, she would be absolutely divine. Of course, that was predicated on so much, but it was neither the time nor the place for reflecting on her issues. Bodies needed healing, and the wounded lioness needed to rest and play games


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