“Again with his antics…” Arturo would scowl as his eyes gleamed with disappointment. Once again he would be forced to bear witness to the human dashing towards him, a sight the hollow felt that he had already seen hundreds of times. Almost at wits end, the Adjuchas felt that he would need to push the human even harder if he wanted to see a change in his actions. After all, it would only be a matter of time before a human such as this one would meet his end if he refused to use anything other than this straight forward fighting style.
With his eyes locked on the human, Arturo would study him carefully, taking note of even the slightest movement in his muscles which would give away his next attack. “I won’t have time to throw it…” Contemplated the Adjuchas as he watched his foe disappear from sight. Upon appearing he would grab the hollows spear, stopping it in its tracks. “Oh?” Commending the human for his effort, the look of distaste would at last disappear from the creatures face.
Though at the very least the human had done something commendable, in the end it wouldn’t matter in the slightest; the reason being that Arturo had already had plenty of time to study this human and his one track mind. As the human got into position to unleash a kick the hollow would immediately duck down and narrowly dodge it, the act of which would hopefully cause the human to lose his balance slightly as his leg swung high through the empty air.
Simultaneous to dodging, Arturo would break his spear in half, leaving the other end in the humans grasp. He would then thrust the jagged broken off end of his pole towards the human’s abdomen, forcing him to go on the defensive. If the thrust was blocked or would miss its mark then the hollow would swing it, aiming to cut through the human’s arms which he would hopefully instinctively use to block the incoming danger.
“And yet again you aim for my mask. Though your logic isn’t flawed, if you keep repeating your actions then dodging them becomes a simple enough task.”
Post by Kinniku - Kyoumou Kobushi on Jun 29, 2011 21:14:25 GMT
His attack would suddenly be stopped by the breaking of the spears forceful assault, Kinniku would begin to fall, as he tried to use the spear for leverage. However, the monster seemingly made use of the spears jagged middle, going straight towards him with his abdomen caught almost completely before being stopped by Kinniku's grasping power, he took his grip to the fullest to stop a deep ingrained assault. 'He's trying to get to my organs, that's not good!'
Falling back into a roll, he would press his hand into the ground, gasping, slowly breathing in and out as he watched the man, one eyebrow moving slowly to close. He had lost a lot of stamina, the back to back attacks, taking the bleeding of his own body into accord. Yeah he was slowing down considerably. Taking a stand he would look down to the ground, the bandages wrapping around the hole. So much of his bandages had a red hue to them, tying tightly around his waist.
'My logic isn't flawed?' He made a small gesture, keeping his fist clenched, he arose his head, took a step forward and began to move once again. 'I'm losing stamina fast, I have holes in my body, and my stamina is fading, I gotta finish this quickly.. but my hands are going numb... it isn't looking good at all.' He would keep his pace, as he thought, and realized something. He may be losing his stamina, but he still had plenty of strength left, something had to give. Giving it his all, he needed more power. He needed to push his body to its brink.
"I won't follow your ways monster, I just can't... if I keep attacking, I can keep going, I'm not giving up!" His eyes would float to his once again, as he leaped towards him. Outstretching his fists as he began to pull forward and moved to barrage attack him with a hail of assaults, gritting his teeth. He would do faster and faster assaults, moving his fists to attack him with thorough punches. "I won't lose to you!"
His breath would go through his nose. Keeping every bit of strength he had ready. Was this a ploy, maybe, but he knew exactly what he could do next, and that would be the endgame to this. Were these barrages just decoys for his true attacks.
With a grin itched devilishly onto his demonic mask, Arturo would soon burst out in laughter as the jagged end of his pole dug deeply into the soft flesh of his foe, causing a trickle of red to spiral down before dying the hollows fingers red. “Rather interesting isn’t it? No matter how much a human trains his upper body, either way; a sharpened stick will always be more than enough to pierce those battle hardened muscles.”
Rather enjoying the sight of his bone like weapon dig deeply into his foes body, Arturo’s fun would stop as the human grab held of his pole, making it pushing it in deeper or even out an impossible task. “Impressive grip strength, I can see why those punches have had such an impact on my body…” Immediately after the human would pull out the weapon from his body, causing a spurt of blood to escape and splatter onto the floor, something which would catch the hollows attention for just long enough to allow his enemy to retreated backwards.
About to mirror his foes action and dash towards the opposite direction to further the gap between them, Arturo would halt with his action and instead remain stationary as he observed the human, the act of which causing him to sigh out all his anger. “Have you yet to realise?” The hollow began to question the human as he pointed towards his red stained body. “Look at yourself. Your wounds speak louder than any words possibly could.”
As the human rose, Arturo immediately shut his eyes to look away for a moment before returning his gaze back at his foe. “That’s it. I’m done” With those cold words a equally cold chill would surround the hollow as his black reiatsu once again made another appearance in order to manifest as a pair of bone katana, one in either hand. “That is all, in regards to what I’m willing to explain to you.”
Forming a cross shape with his blades, Arturo would block the humans assault, constantly pouring reiatsu into his weapons as they chipped and cracked under his foes assault in order to repair them back to their previous state. Not all of the humans barrage could be blocked however as a couple of his stray attacks would hit the hollow on his shoulders and upper chest, causing him to groan slightly with each impact.
Though the human would likely tire long before he would cause any real damage to the hollow, Arturo felt the dire need to switch to offense as his armour plating began to creak under pressure. Midway through the opponent’s barrage, the Adjuchas would slash the human across his chest. If he was slow to react, then there was a likely chance that the humans arms would get caught in the path of the two swords swing, deeply injuring them.
Post by Kinniku - Kyoumou Kobushi on Jul 1, 2011 0:14:59 GMT
The creature may have been scum, but it was intelligent scum. His body wasn't getting any better. His breath was getting heavier and heavier under the intense pressure of this battle. This creature had began to corner him, he needed to stay conscious for the battle. He couldn't allow his body to fall by the way side, as he made his way forward. Onward with the battle, as a Kobushi never gave up a fight, if any Kobushi would die, it would be in battle.
The air had gotten heavy under the influence of them both, he was losing his mind, losing his grip on his body. As the bone katana's were made he would eye the creature. It would take a mean attack, an attack that would be able to keep him going. By pushing his reiatsu through his fists, he could actually go onward to block certain amounts of attacks, but he still bled from the creatures defensive skin. His bones were still creaking from the earlier assault.
"You don't understand my clan, my own feelings about fighting..." His body would magnify the aura around him, as he began to course the power throughout his own body, though it was much more focused now. "When fighting, the will to never give-up, the birthright of my family, the cause of my kin." Soaring through the air, forward much like a bullet going towards its target, the excess force of his dash making a small burst, going straight towards the creature. "My motto, to never give-up until my death is set, to smile brightly until it is my turn to die, that is what I need to know!"
The would start the barrage of punches, the reiatsu infused punches vs. the reaistu infused sword, it would seem his own power was overpowering the sword. However, this would not stop his assault, from which he would grasped both swords now, hanging from them as he gritted his teeth. With a forceful movement towards the creature, he would back-up his body in order to move his legs like a spring, and with the overexertion, do a reiatsu powered, donkey kick, or at least trying to do so.
His exhaustion would however set in as he fell on his back, he could barely keep his equilibrium intact. Taking his hands over his body as he rolled backwards, beginning to kneel, gasping as he did. "Y-you see... the will to never give-up is stronger than some monsters bloodlust!" Screaming loudly, he would begin to cough blood, holding onto his stomach tightly. 'Damn, the bandages are the things keeping me going, my body feels so sore!'
The Adjuchas swung with all his might, though seconds later it would feel like his two blades had clashed with an iron wall, making pushing them any further an impossible task. “W-What?” With a stutter, the hollows pale eyes would squint as they caught sight of the human’s arms and how they had been used to stop his strike. “A meaningless action. Now watch as I remove those arms of y-” Arturo’s words would end abruptly as the human lifted himself off the ground and got into position for another attack, something the demon found himself woefully unprepared to defend against.
Able to only watch, Arturo tensed his body up before gritting his teeth as the humans feet slammed against his chest, causing the concrete below him to crack and cave around his feet. With a thunder roar the demons voice would resonate throughout the air as he resisted the impact, though all in futility as he soon found his armour breaking apart under the pressure. In moments his chest would become littered in an array of large cracks, constantly chipping and extending to combine and form even larger ones until at last blood would begin to leak from the wounds.
As the force of the attack hit its peak, Arturo would be launched off the ground and backwards several feet, skidding to a stop as he dragged his feet along the concrete. “I… Win.” The demon would begin laughing hysterically as he pulled himself upright, the act which revealing his chest which would be splintered and covered in red, now resembling a jagged crater more than anything else. “You hear that…Human… I win!”
As his back would straighten the hollows knees would immediately buckle, sending him back towards the ground he had just painstakingly risen from. “Dammit, the shattered remains of my exoskeleton have pierced through my chest…” Slowly pulling himself up, a strange yellow glow would wrap itself around Arturo before exploding in a flurry of golden reiatsu. The aura itself would begin to cluster around his chest, devouring all signs of blood and wounding before fading away into nothingness, leaving behind only a few cracks on the exterior of the demons armour.
“I win.” Taking a step forward, the hollow would suddenly drop onto his knees as what felt like a heavy weight began to push down against him. As exhaustion kicked in Arturo would break out into uncontrollable panting, unable to pull himself up from this demeaning state. Raising his eyes away from the grey of the concrete, they would quickly meet with his katana, or rather their remains as they appeared to be nothing more than a few pieces of shattered bone now. Lifting his gaze even further, he would at last catch a glimpse of his foe, the sight of which causing him to chuckle slightly.
Though still intact, the human’s hands at this point would now have a deep gash on both of them, a consequence he would have to put up with for grabbing hold of the hollows blades earlier; a fitting penance which would make clenching his hand into a fist an impossible task any time soon. “You mentioned your clan earlier, did you not human? You said how I did not ‘understand’ it, nor your ‘feelings’. A hilarious concept. There is no longer a need to understand you, for I have already lost all my interest in you.”
Mustering up all his strength, Arturo would rise onto his feet though remained standing with his back arched over, leaving his arms dangling by his sides. “You have just lost two of your weapons, so now what human. Do you submit? Or, have I to simply strip you of all your weapons before I can ask you that question?”
The user flows reiatsu to a wounded area, consciously or unconsciously, and regenerates it, reassembling any lost parts from spirit particles. This ability consumes a massive amount of reiatsu to perform and is often the deciding factor in both a Hollow’s loss and their survival. However, with conscious effort a Hollow can repress this reaction. This technique generally only triggers for massive wounding or lost appendages, and not lesser wounds. However, this cannot save a Hollow from death if their mask is broken or a large amount of their body is obliterated. This is only the potential for healing that Hollows possess, but few ever increase in power.
Restrictions: This technique is automatically gained when a Hollow obtains Gillian Rank, but is lost upon becoming an Adjuchas. A Power Point may be spent to keep the ability past Adjuchas and Arrancar Class.
Post by Kinniku - Kyoumou Kobushi on Jul 1, 2011 21:14:04 GMT
Kinniku wavered on the ground, his body was tired, his fists were becoming crunched, though his mother knew a few abilities to allow him to regain his fists back, still hurt like hell. Beginning to rise to his feet, holding his body, giving himself a little bit more leverage with one-hand sliding to the ground. He laughed a bit at this creature. Constantly he was saying that he won, however, that wasn't as true as he thought.
The creature had ludicrous strength and ability, and though it was an enemy on a much higher level, he needed something more and he was bringing it. "Yeah, is that why your blood is spilling where you stomach should be..." Beginning to chuckle, his laughter going throughout the air as he arose, his hands shaking immediately after as he grasped his own chest in pain. "Ya, ya see monster, even if you may not have the body of a human, you're not immortal, you still have your limits..."
This was being said by Kinniku, the boy who was anything but his own limitations, the one who had nothing more to give but his own true calling. The power of his fists were losing their edges, they were also losing their feeling. It was like he had broken his fist in so many places, that each time he tried to move them it just twitched. Beginning to push his fist forward, cracking of the bones would begin to resonant, he would scream in tremendous pain as they would shift back, bleeding violently, the bandages wrapping tighter around his fists.
He would watch as his eyes went into a furrowed rise, the Hollow had began to heal itself. "N-no way..." He resonated beneath his breath, the seeing of this ability was painstaking, he had actually begun to heal himself with such each. While Knuckles, had kept his bashed and thrashed form. He looked at his fists and then at the monster once more. 'Can my fists, take any more of his skin?' He thought, his inner eye focusing on the situations calling, would his fists become the oblivion factor, something that would be sacrificed for the greater good.
His eyebrow would now twitch however, looking to the creatures body dropping once again. The regeneration effect had done its purpose, however, it had exhausted him deeply, would this mean that Kinniku still had a small chance to win? This was good, this was excellent, his fist of blood, and gashed hands were ready to spill over, however, Kinniku knew what he must do. A normal attack from his One Inch Punch didn't cut it, meaning all he needed was a spiritually-infused One Inch Punch. This would be the epitome.
"My clan... my clan always sticks by its principles, you fight like warriors, you die like warriors, of course you wouldn't understand, you're just some demon..." Standing ready, the fierceness of his aura would rage once again, releasing into a huge spiral in the sky. "I don't submit to you, nor am I going to do so... you can kill me if you wish, but I'm not afraid to die..." The power that enveloped the sky would now begin to switch releasing and washing over his body as the aura would start to trail backwards releasing an extreme amount of power.
"GET READY!" Shifting forward, utilizing the stepping force of his Blitz technique to guide him on his way, he would begin to move at high speed, bleeding from his mouth as his fists would begin to become infused with reiatsu power, to a great amount. 'Please let this work!' Kinniku would begin to dash now, screaming loudly pulling one fist forward as he pushed it within his body, building up the power of his arms for this final strike. "You monster!!!!"
With a snarl, Arturo would rest his left hand on his chest in an attempt to feel out the damage that still remained on him. Though his organs and tissue had regenerated back into fully functioning condition, the scales that formed the hollows exoskeleton weren’t as lucky. Though they retained their sand paper like texture and had been moulded back to their original shape, the Adjuchas could still feel slight cracks and dents in his armour every time he ran his hand against it.
“Another attack such as the one from earlier could prove to be rather dangerous should I take it head on again…” With his eyes collapsing into a squint, Arturo would raise his foot only for it to drop straight back onto the ground and back in its original position. If the human were to look at the hollows leg he would probably notice the abrupt twitching, which in reality was being caused by the Adjuchas as he desperately pushed himself to slide his foot forwards. “So even walking is impossible now….”
As the human tightened his fingers into a fist Arturo couldn’t help but give off a spiteful glare, almost instinctively mirroring his foes action by clenching his hands into a fist as well. “Very well. It appears I misjudged your will. Though, that does not mean I misjudged anything else about you.” Straightening himself, the hollow would run his hands across himself in an attempt to brush the dust off before raising his hand high into the air.
A twister of reiatsu would begin to form and spiral around his fingers, clustering together until a piece of bone would begin to materialize and shape to form a spear. Clasping it tightly, Arturo would draw it back as if about to throw it before the spear would begin to take on a strong red hue which was accompanied by a flurry of sparks. “No.” With that single word the fluctuating red reiatsu would fade away into nothingness along with its light buzzing sound, causing silence to once again descend upon the area.
“I am done. Playing around.” Arturo released the grip on his spear, causing it to descend onto the concrete with a rattle. Moments later multiple cracks would form on the weapon before it disintegrated, breaking apart into millions of pieces which would be carried off into the horizon by the wind. Without warning the hollow would then raise his arms once more, though this time with his fingertips pointing towards the human. “Perish.”
The air around the hollow would then begin to be pushed back violently, forming a strong gust as the concrete below caved in to form a crater. All around him malevolent red reiatsu would appear, coiling and twisting around like a serpent, forcing bits of the cracked pavement and small debris to rise into its mercy before being drawn into two spots in particular. Like a black hole, all the ambient reiatsu would be sucked up, collapsing and melding into two balls of roaring crimson energy which remained suspended just in front of Arturo’s finger tips.
At this point the human had shouted something out, something Arturo would fail to hear as the thunderous clapping of his attack easily drowned out his foes voice. Whatever the case though, the hollow knew full well that the human was about to go on the offensive. Focusing on his two Cero’s, they would begin to be drawn towards each other, fusing into a single sphere twice the size of its predecessors. Holding the attack steady, the Adjuchas put all his energy into unleashing the cero, releasing its cataclysmic raw power in a wide pillar of destructive red energy. Whether or not it hit its mark didn’t matter at this point, the demon simply wanted to destroy something. Anything. He wanted to consume this area with his power and reduce it into ash, such was what his inner madness wanted him to do.
The user gathers twin balls of reiatsu to two nearby focal points, such as horns or fingertips. The user takes a few moments to condense the spiritual energy into highly compacted balls, and then releases them of two beams of highly concentrated spiritual energy. The user can release them as two double-strength individual ceros, or alternatively, as a single, quadruple-strength cero with a much wider angle of release. This technique consumes four Cero uses.
Restrictions: Must be an Adjuchas Class Hollow. Must know Cero up to Powerful.
Post by Kinniku - Kyoumou Kobushi on Jul 2, 2011 23:52:40 GMT
This power, it seemingly felt as though this would be the final frontier of their battle, descending deeper and deeper into the fray of his assault the twin powers of the two powers. Although, they had nothing but hate for one another, both understood the others powers. But neither understood how power the other was, the vastness of both attacks. Leading to this very moment, Kinniku had to admit, this battle taught him more than he bargained.
All his life, Kinniku had the purpose of one goal, to become strong, to show that strength and defend the city thus being called a hero. However, all of this would be tested, all his training would surmise into this one battle. All out, brutal conflict, the strength of two exhausted warriors would show. However, what would happen, Kinniku would die if he allowed himself to give-up. There was no turning back, no giving up until the absolute end.
All his power would be in this one punch, every ounce of power. "You say you understand my will, but you don't understand anything, not only my will is gonna defeat you, my fists will be my soul!" One fist energized with the force of spiritual power to its fullest, to its outer most limits would be used, his fist however wouldn't be enough. Pushing forward into the extreme heat radiating from such an extreme blast, he would begin to feel as though he was pushed back, Knuckles body would begin to fall, as he took into screaming, 'I-it's not enough!'
His body began to fall out of consciousness, his fists starting to disperse the power of his own strength, forging him through the tempest of strength. He couldn't help but hear this roaring power, the power of a adjuchas, the power of Arturo himself. It seemed to be over... all lost within this single moment. He had the power to obliterate the heir to the Kobushi throne, the world was fading to black. Nothingness would ensue...
Flashback
"KYOUMOU!" A familiar scream, piercing his ears as his eyes opened suddenly, looking every which was as he gasped. "Get your ass up, you have training!" His father screamed as the day would commence much like a regular weekend day. Constant training and drills would be his fathers tale of a good time. "Son... have I ever told you about the clans legend... about how the Kobushi clan came into fruition?"
"Yeah, like a thousand times." He said as he laid across the ground, his chest huffing forward as his father sat at the stairs, looking into the sky. He would smile, as he blew smoke from a cigarette, and took his time. "You gonna tell me again?" His father threw a rock at him, hitting his forehead.
"It's important jackass!" His father would sigh, watching him, before moving back into a relaxed position, smiling. "A long time ago, there was a warrior, who been praised as one of the strongest in the world, this warrior had unimaginable strength and fighting skills, and beat every opponent he came across with little to no effort..." He blew smoke. "However, one day the man came across another warrior, who was weak... and had nothing going for him, one day, the two warriors would clash, and with the unimaginable strength of the opponent, he was defeated by the man over and over." Kinniku sighed and nodded, picking up a leaf, not worrying of his fathers words. Another rock was thrown at the top of his head, he would screech loudly.
"LISTEN!!!" He would growl, watching him with a scowl, sneering. "The man did not give-up, because he wanted to prove his strength, vowing the absolution that he would keep fighting the man with his great strength, until he defeated him. Each time, the man would accept, and each time, the man would get a bit stronger, until one day, he would be as powerful as the man..." A puff of smoke would blow once more, as he twisted his finger outward to it. "One last clash would show the power of the man's abilities, and this one power was a technique with spiritually infused energy, so strong, it left a scar upon the earth. He was now, the most powerful man, stronger than even that man was..."
Kinniku would sigh and nod. "Yes, yes I heard it a thousand times..." His father would laugh, and then watch him.
"Well then, what is the moral?" He would ask with a simplified expression, smirking. Kinniku would stop, and gaze at him, with this thinking hard.
"Never give-up... even if you can't stand the pain, even if you're on the verge of death, grit your teeth and take the attack head on!" He would say, with a fierce voice, as Kinniku's eyes went open.
Flashback End
His eyes would spark open, his body starting to become covered in bandages as he would infuse all the might of his powers into one fellow swoop. "I'm ready... to fight until the last breath, to keep stepping forward even if the heat becomes too much, UNTIL THE EDGE OF THE ABYSS! I WILL NOT BOW!" The power would begin to swirl, the upsurge would cause a huge burst of wind to form around them both as Kinniku would scream with all his might, placing on last fist forward, making two. "OUGI!"
The energy would swirl around causing both to become engulfed in an extreme amount of light. "ONE INCH DOUBLE BLOW!" The power would fire as if a bullet, the extreme force, competing with the power of the magnificent force of two blows colliding with one, all his heart all his spirit. Pushing out of both his fists as he gritted his teeth. "YOU'RE FINISHED!"
Standing his ground, Arturo rooted his feet into place, desperately fighting against the shockwaves from his attack which threatened to send him flying backwards should he relax even for a moment. Gritting his teeth, he could do little else at this point aside from anchor himself as his hand released an ocean of crimson reiatsu, causing the earth below the beam to tear and be ripped asunder until forming a wide trench.
The air meanwhile would begin to carry the vibrations of the Cero to all around the area, causing nearby pieces of glass to break away into powder under the pressure. Slowly, the pulsations would build up, little by little until they became so strong that the gusts of wind were enough to dent the surrounding lampposts and leave cracks on walls and other manmade constructs. Suddenly however Arturo would feel something strange with his attack, as if its movements were being restricted.
“Is this the humans doing?” With his Cero clashing against something just strong enough to withstand it, Arturo would have no choice but to release every last ounce of his energy until his attack simply disintegrated the blockage. With a deafening roar, the hollow tensed his muscles before his body began to emit a crimson aura which would be drawn towards the beam, causing it to widen further and erupt in a flurry of spiralling energy. This was it, the very epitome of the hollows strength, the ability to shape the very land itself and destroy all under its pillar of engulfing light.
…
“W-What?” All around Arturo now stood light, a spiral of red and blue. A vortex of destructive energy. Piece by piece, the hollow could feel himself fading away as his cells flared up in pain. There was no running, not from this, not this raging inferno. It was only a matter of time before the light would consume him and everything in the area, leaving behind only the sweet embrace of nothingness. It was maddening. This feeling of helplessness, there was no way the Adjuchas could allow himself to meet his end this way, not here of all places.
…
As the dim light faded away it would leave behind a scene of sheer carnage. All around stood a crater of gargantuan size and thick grey dust; acting as a sort of mist blocking most of the hollows view. What he could make out however was black, simply blackness which is the colour the scorched earth now took. There were no more cement, no trees, just simply an empty void surrounded by buildings. The battle had likely come to a conclusion, this scar on the land being a testament to that, though what remained of the human was a mystery to Arturo. It was simply impossible to see what was directly in front of him until the dust would settle, though until then he would have the chance to inspect his own body.
“Truly I’m thankful. If it wasn’t for this I wouldn’t have been able to ‘cut’ through that explosion.” Arturo would chuckle as the faint red aura around his right arm would disappear; causing a final few sparks to bounce off it before fading away into the air. The rest of his body however would not be so lucky. Resembling a bloodied mess more than anything else, the hollow remained still, refusing to take even a step forwards out of fear that his legs would give in and cause him to collapse onto the ground.
Tilting his head to examine himself closer, Arturo would find scorch marks all over his body, areas he feared would send him into excruciating pain should he dare touch them. Holding out his right hand, the hollow would move it towards his mask, gently feeling it out. It was certainly an odd sensation. Though it couldn’t be described as pain, he could definitely sense soreness surrounding his mask region, something he had never felt before. Though his hypothesis lead him to believe that there might have been a chip or crack, the Adjuchas certainly felt relieved to find his mask, let alone his entire body in one piece. A fate he certainly did not want his foe to share.
This ability Works in conjunction with Generación de Armas. By focusing his reiatsu into a weapon, Arturo can drastically increase both its cutting and piercing power, which is reflected through the unnatural red hue the chosen weapon will take along with the numerous sparks that will bounce off it. The sparking and strong glow Arturo’s weapon takes is the direct result of the reiatsu or rather, the way in which it is constantly rotating, turning the weapon into something much like a chainsaw. Through the constant use of this ability, Arturo has grown more adept in the way that he controls the rotating reiatsu. With the aid of a stabbing motion, the hollow can launch the reiatsu out from the tip of the weapon and into a linear direction up to 25 meters away, piercing through anything in its path at the cost of forever losing the channeled energy used for the technique which equals to an average amount of reiatsu.
Constant trial and error has now allowed Arturo to increase the scope of this ability, now allowing him to channel it onto a single chosen limb instead of a weapon, giving either one of his arms or legs properties similar to that of a blade. The technique itself has also grown more powerful, allowing anything consumed by its red glow to literally cut through kido or other reiatsu based abilities. Making it particularly effective against defensive shields and explosive based attacks, allowing Arturo to cut through such attacks without setting them off or even forcing them to explode prematurely should he will it to do so.
Post by Kinniku - Kyoumou Kobushi on Jul 3, 2011 21:04:55 GMT
The two forces collided with one another in full swing, as Knuckles would continue to watch the battle unfold with the clash of the titans motif taking over. It was getting hard, his two overlapping fists making their way forward with the strong bullet like structure of his attack. The extreme amount of force generating from each others bodies. A sound would release as the extreme winds would start to pick-up.
This was the moment, everything had begun to fall apart into fruition, the battles explosive climax had finally began to close into its epilogue. Two great warriors, shattered what had been an exhilarating match and fight to the finish. But, would this be the end for the hero, a triumph over him would be something more satisfying. This was the finale, the clash of two warriors, burning throughout the vastness of the world.
An explosion had arisen, causing the entire landscape to clash, and thus, Kinniku would watch as his eyes opened wide. Screaming at the top of his lungs, as the power escaped. The widespread of the ongoing explosion would create something extremely potent, more along the lines of a nuclear atomic explosion. Though smaller, it would still represent the brutal extreme power of the two combatants.
...
Nothing was said, everything had been done within the realms of such a fight, both were standing... True to what had actually happened, it was nothing more than a distant melody. The sorrowful knuckles, dripping with blood from all around him. He stood with his eyes wide-open. Watching forward, with his hands in front of him, his body was unconscious, he didn't waver nor drop.
The smoke would clear for the Hollow to see, the warrior, taking in nothing more than his own heart still beating. He had fought long and hard with this creature. However, things would not be done in vein, the scars on his body from the battle, had arisen, showing cuts across his cheek, neck, chest, and arms. He however didn't fall, he stood forth like a man, taking what had been one of the most powerful moves in his life.
"I... am... g-" Kinniku had tried to say, from his unconscious tone, falling to the ground on his face, as he started to bleed. His body had fallen apart. He was now, on the verge of almost dying. Unlike the Hollow before him, who had the ability to escape with an extremely powerful slash, Kinniku only had his body. The defense of one move, dictated the entire battle. Thus, Kinniku was led to his fate...
The wind's whipped, as the skies would be clear from both auras clashing, though cloudy before-hand, it was nothing but a clear darkened sky. A sky of nothingness.
The hollows body was heavy, so painfully heavy. It felt as if his limbs had been shackled together, forced to bear the burden of heavy weights hanging off them. Each passing moment the weight pressing against Arturo’s body would only increase, now making even standing still a difficult task. Every ounce of him wanted to give in and simply collapse onto the floor; however he knew full well that if he allowed himself to fall to the ground, then he wouldn’t be getting back up from it any time soon.
Taking in a breath of the grey dust, Arturo would immediately proceed by sighing it all out again, emptying his lungs until they were void of all air. “It appears you survived too, did you not human?” As the dust thinned the hollows vision would return to him, though it was hardly a sight he was hoping for. In front of him stood the human, such being evidence enough that all attempts to annihilate him had failed. Though at the very least, taking one glance at his knuckles served as more than enough to reassure the Adjuchas that at last they had been damaged beyond use.
After a long moment’s pause the two foes remained stationary, not even giving off a single muscle movement to warn the other that they were still alive. Arturo all the meanwhile simply glared at the human with his calm eyes, a huge contrast to the blood hungry look carved onto them not too long ago. “I see.” At that moment the hollow would notice the human’s eyes and the lack of light within them. Not even bearing a single spec of luster, it was obvious that the man had lost consciousness.
With a cold gaze, Arturo would build up a final surge of reiatsu, causing a small katana to slowly take shape in his right hand. Piece by piece it would slowly extend from the hand guard to form a blade, however upon nearing completion it would simply fall apart in the hollows hand before crumbling away on the ground. “To think I allowed a mere human to reduce me to this state.”
About to attempt to form a much smaller weapon, the Adjuchas would be interrupted as instinctively he would cup the palm of his hand around his mask, his fingers twitching slightly as he felt another surge of sharp pain. “What is causing this sensation…” With the delay between each pulse growing shorter, Arturo could only ponder what was happening to him as he checked his mask once more for even the tiniest of chips or cracks.
Post by Kinniku - Kyoumou Kobushi on Jul 4, 2011 19:41:26 GMT
The casual winds after a battle, the suspicious glares of what had happened, people too scared to actually see such a spectacle. The prominence of himself being deformed, his broken body and his eyes face down into the ground. Closed, he could not move, nor stand, nor take any other precautions to protect himself. Not only was he exhausted, overwhelmed with pain, and the excruciating battle had only made him nothing more than an exhausted warrior.
It took the Hollow a time to see the human was still alive while he still stood, though within those moments he was plotting and coming towards Kinniku with no restraint. Arturo, was however exhausted, desperate with the power he had lost for now. The attempt to making such an ordeal happen only made it more evident at the weakness gained from the battle. No weapons truly worked as well as he would have considered.
...
As he began to become closer, a silent figure loomed overhead, the vastness of the scar seemingly making its mark on the town of Karakura. "I see, well done..." It had made him snicker a bit, seeing as though he made his way down, taking his eyes towards the figure that was beginning to make ways towards the laying male. What were his intentions, and why did he come into this battle. Closer and closer he would move from the high building towards the ground crafting his way forward with running.
"Well, well creature, I guess you have made your point... thanks for taking care of my son..." The figure would move forward, showing a deep cross-shaped scar, and a 5 o' clock shadow upon his chin. He was tall, much taller than Kinniku. "But, I think I'll be taking it from here." The man had an incredible amount of killing intent. Grinning as he watched the Hollow's posture. "I can do what Kinniku had set out to do..." He didn't form any weapons, nor powers, he had just began to walk towards the Hollow, with a smile.
"Don't take it personally Hollow, it's what the Kobushi's do... oh and by the way..." Beginning to pullback his fist, he would grin. "Thanks for leveling up my s-" He felt something upon his back, as he took his eyes backwards. Looking towards what he felt, it was holding him, with the last bits of strength it had. Kinniku had his eyes open, but wasn't necessarily all there, he had only stopped for a moment.
"D-don't k-kill him..." Kinniku said, making his hands grip his fathers fists. Taking this in, his father would start to falter but growl. "What are you saying, Kyoumou! This bastards a hollow, it needs to die!" Kinniku wouldn't allow him to do so taking his arm backwards with all the strength he had to muster. Though his father gritted his teeth. "I know, dad, but... I feel as though, this battle... it allowed me to grow further t-than I ever have..." Kinniku would gasp, looking down. "I think that, this isn't fair, he is my prey, and you shouldn't deal with him!" Kinniku would say loudly, as his father gasped, smirking a bit.
"I see..." He would move away, his eyes closed as he would catch a falling, Kinniku, chuckling. Kinniku would look towards him, one eye open, exhausted and trying to stay awake. "H-Hollow... what do you call yourself?" Asking with a low voice, as his father watched him. "My name is Kyoumou Kobushi... Kinniku..." He smirked. "Our next battle, if we are both alive at that time, I want to fight you again... so please, stay alive."
Arturo’s search soon ended, presenting him with naught. His mask remained with its simple smooth texture, void of any signs of damage right down to the tinniest of detail. The question however still plagued him; what exactly was causing the strange bursts of pain? Each time the intensity would increase, echoing through the hollows bones like electricity, sending every fibre of his being into torment. It was no longer a slight discomfort that could simply be ignored, but rather burning agony.
As control of body once again returned to him, Arturo’s hands would drop to his sides as if there was no more life in them before he would begin panting under his breath. Grimacing at the fact that he couldn’t even finish off a single downed foe, the hollow pushed himself to move forwards, his feet sliding forwards an inch at a time as they struggled to do even that. Feeling like he might collapse with each step taken, the Adjuchas moved slowly, forcing himself to not lose balance and topple over.
Drawing closer to the human with each step, the hollows progress grinded to a halt as something else would catch his attention. “And another insect makes an appearance. Did I accidently wander into a hive?” Arturo would begin scowling as another human wandered into the fray, this one much older looking though with a similar muscular build. Though hardly any more intimidating than the unconscious corpse laying on the ground, even in this defeated state the Adjuchas was more than able to sense the dangerous power within this man.
Before Arturo could begin questioning the new arrival he would notice his fist being pulled back, a sight which would cause his instincts to jolt into action; forcing himself to cross his arms into a defensive stance. Such a sudden action however would only serve to help the hollow realise his own powerless state of being as his guard quickly fell. “Even lifting my arms up is impossible at this point?” Despite the inability to defend himself, seconds passed without a single strike being launched against him, something which would send the Adjuchas into confusion.
“Your guards down.” Arturo would speak with a cold grin as he caught sight of his downed foe restraining the humans attack. Stretching his hand backwards, the hollow prepared himself to swing it forwards and cut through the human with his claws, however the attempt to do so was abruptly interrupted. Letting out a groan, the Adjuchas would stagger backwards as the pain from earlier returned, though this time refusing to cease with its torment.
Though before pale as snow, Arturo’s eyes would now have darkened to a more sinister shade as black veins became visible, each one stretching further across his eyes likes roots. Holding his arm closer to his face, the hollow would begin to inspect his wrist at which point he would notice the veins on his arms faintly becoming more visible as they took on a pitch black colour. Throughout his body he could feel it, the pain surging through every one of his cells, slowly tainting his body in darkness.
“I understand.” Arturo would break out into laughter as dark fluids would begin to leak from his hollow hole, painting streaks of black on his chest. “I helped that boy ‘level up’ you say? How intriguing. Well then, perhaps I should be thanking him for the same.”
At this point Arturo’s attention would shift towards the teen that apparently wasn’t as dead as he had first speculated. “I’m your prey, you say? Count your blessings that this man showed up for you to hide behind human.” Though the hollow had a reputation for leaving people as mangled corpses for uttering such insolent words, he was hardly in any condition to prove such a point. Regardless, the Adjuchas sensed that even in peak condition, taking on that older human would be no miniscule task.
“Hmph.” With a sigh Arturo would swipe has arm through the air, causing black cracks to trail behind his hand movements before splitting open to form a chasm of darkness; Garganta. “Truly you think too much of yourself human. The next time we meet it will not be a ‘battle’. I will simply be concluding my meal.” With a pool of black having collected under his feet, the hollow would take a step into the portals mouth as the darkness slowly began to consume him. “As for my name however, it is Arturo Gerlado.”
Arturo's body would fade away into the Garganta, leaving only a small portion of his face peering out from the abyss as his eyes flashed in an emerald tinge. “Though, I do not expect you to remember.” As the darkness caved in, the hollows eyes would slowly brighten, taking on a strong hue before he would be completely swallowed by the portal. Erased from this world, the only testament to the demons existence now would be his echoing voice. “After all, I have already forgotten yours.”
Post by Kinniku - Kyoumou Kobushi on Jul 5, 2011 21:16:31 GMT
Back in a flash, his fist was towards the creatures face, the attack which the monster had envisioned would have been his undoing, the reflexes of this human were incredible, being able to capture him in his own attack. However, because he was too weak, the attack had nothing but air, pulled back in order to keep the request of his son in check, he said nothing, his eyes serious. "Be careful creature, I'm only stopping because he told me too..."
"Yeah, well... I'm not happy about that one, but he came because he was worried, or he wanted to collect the corpse, meh." Knuckles and Kinniku chuckled, for a moment before getting back into the realistic side of the overall ending. This battle was over, and thus Kinniku was certain of one thing, the war wasn't. He would meet the Hollow again, however, when? That wasn't truly know... What was his name anyway, Kinniku asked in the curious fashion.
"Arturo, eh, pretty cool name for a demon." Knuckles had looked towards his sons body, as he scoped out the damages looking at his fists. 'Damn, what the hell happened to his fists, they look broken and mangled... just how devastating is this creature... I'm starting to have second thoughts.' Kinniku had smirked, and then took his eyes back towards the grounds. "How the hell can I forget such a badass fighter like you, you're mistaken in that regard." Kinniku gave a small chuckle.
Kinniku wouldn't forget about him, he knew exactly what he wanted to do, his mind was made-up, the creature disappearing into the darkened vortex. His father saying nothing of the two dialogues, he decided to let this be between them, after all, it was rude to get into someones wishes. It was nothing more than Kinniku gaining more power, more strength than he could have wished for. That was all that was needed, and he knew it. Becoming stronger was what Kinniku needed more to take up the leadership of this clan.
As they finally set-out people began to crowd the place, however, his father had utilized his own speedy movements to dodge them. Taking his body forward at rushing speed, carrying his son on his back. "Kinniku..." He would finally speak as Kinniku's eyes were closed, he would slowly say, "Yes" in response to this. "That creature, is a strong one, he placed you in such a state as this... are you sure that you shall be able to fight against something like that?" Kinniku wouldn't say a word for little over a few seconds.
"I don't really know dad, but for one thing, I'm gonna train harder... and give it my all, face him again, and actually win..." Kinniku had slowly begun to say, falling back into unconsciousness, his father smirking a bit. He would nod softly in approval, taking his eyes forward. "When the hell did you become so manly..." He would ask himself, he was getting older, thus was life. The Arturo incident would come to an end, the scar from their battle ferocious in the city of Karakura.
