Arena of Death: Match 2 "Jimi vs. Mail" [WINNER: MAIL]

The crowd cheered as The Warden sat down onto his plump purple couch, overlooking the Arena. The Arena itself has now been changed, a gigantic snowy landscape lies in the Arena where the sand once resided. Foam fingers and pirate flags are waved around, popcorn is eaten and rum stolen. This was an excited crowd.

J'ed Eye walked into the Arena below, in his black and white striped referee shirt and black pants.
"Greetings ladies and gen'lemen! I now present you the competitors! But before I do, let me just remind you of the rules they must follow!"

All in-character narrating done by me will done in italics. All extra information I need to tell you will be this colour. This is an option only open to me, please post your questions and comments into the original Arena of Death thread. Just a quick addition you should note: The crowd must be entertained. If you pull off a boring fight then you may be "put away" even if you won.(I created this on account of there not being that many twists in the story)
I will govern the thread at the end and if there was any cheating, an automatic kick from the tournament will occur.
So, your character will be in the Arena by the time you post and the fight can start.
Anyway, have fun and good luck!

After J'ed had finished repeating the rules to the crowd, the contestants were lead into either side of the Arena through a large rusted gate. The gates started to clank as they lowered, and when they hit the ground: J'ed pulled out a gun.
He lifted his arm, the crowd silent, and fired the a flare from the gun into the air to signal the start.
"BEGIN!"

"The Disco King has ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIVED!!!" Jimi shouted, entering the ring with a roar, raising his arms in the air to the sound of the applause. His curly afro expended slightly to fit the cold climate, but his sunglasses were still on. He flashed one of his bright smiles at the sight of the crowd before glancing at his opponent. He seemed too young to be in such a place, but there was also something weird about his appearance, which Jimi couldn't quite pinpoint.

"You wanna battle the mighty Jimi H. Hide?" Jimi asked Mail and planted his hands into his pockets, before pulling them out with a pair of red knuckle dusters on them. "Let's see if you can keep up" He said, grinning and hiding his eyes behind his sunglasses. Then, the order to begin was heard, and Jimi sprang into action. Running along the snow was a risky maneuver, so Jimi took a slightly more careful approach and started walking in a fast pace, closing in on Mail. He raised his arms up to shield his head and torso as he moved forward, waiting to get into melee range.

As Mail was lead his gate shut a bit to early. Mail groaned and lifted the gate up breaking it in the upwards position. Cracking his neck then his knuckles "So I get a show off for my opponent...Wonderful. I'll end this quick for you." Mail said stomping his feet gaining the kinnect energy needed on his impact dials. "Let's go ya wanna be disco king." Mail said standing ready for his attack.

As he got into meele range with Mail, Mail him self yelled and sent a full force kick aimed a Jimi's gut. After this Mail would proceed to activa the impact dial on his foot and send Jimi flying away. That was of course if the kick was to land.

Jimi was shocked after seeing how powerful his opponent was, how the hell can a kid be that strong?! Getting into close range without a plan was definitely a mistake, but there was still a way out. In an instant, Jimi shouted "Muton Muton No Sheep Point! AFRO-PAWA!", and his body started to deform. His afro became three times as big, and it seemed as if his entire body got dragged into it. His body transformed into that of a sheep, with his afro as the wool, but that was hidden from the eye. His afro than expended a little further, as a result of his second technique, forming a hairy shield around him.

Mail's kick sunk into the wool, losing it's momentum and successfully blocked, but right when Jimi thought he was safe the pair of impact dials kicked in, providing additional thrust. It was too powerful for Jimi to sustain, and his body was sent flying backwards into the edge of the arena, where the large mass of wool crashed into the wall. To an observer, it would have seemed like the fight was over, but Jimi wasn't going to give up without a proper show. He popped his sheep head out of the mass of wool, and the bottom part of each of his four sheep legs.

"Bahahahahahahahahaha" He bleated, trying to taunt Mail, even though the kick was painful, he'll have to protect himself better if he wanted to survive this battle.

"Hebi Hebi no Mi: Hybrid point." Mail said seeing his opponent transform as well. His body began to morph into a giant snake form and his legs metamorphed into a tail. His teeth sharpend and his tongue became snake like as scales came over his body. "Let's see how you like some lightning..." Mail said holding his left hand out as a bolt of lightning shot at Jimi and quickly covered ground towards him.

OOC: Was nice while it lasted...

Jimi had no way of dodging a lightning, he'll need more practice before he could out speed light, and his wool wasn't going to help him either. The lightning pierced through Jimi wool and dug into his body, electrifying him with with an unimaginable amount of Amperes, he lost.

Mail transformed back to normal and looked at Jimi. "Your power is great...But your no match for me yet...Keep training." Mail said.