Crush The Stone Hound: Steel Versus Mortar - Site Event

Ikari would nod at Dante, taking off her shoes before stepping onto the sand.  It was an odd feeling, the hard ground against the soles of her foot, but she may have use of the pads on her feet. Ikari would brace herself, making sure not to touch any part of Sandy with her arms.  She knew of the effects when a Devil Fruit user came into contact with Seastone, but she hadn't witnessed it first hand.  Today was set to be an okay day if everything went according to plan.  She would get to see the effects of Seastone first hand finally and also get rid of some of her pent up aggravation.  Ikari would tighten her goggle a bit more, giving a thumbs up to Sandy and nodding.  It was at this point that she was thrown straight towards Mikenlo.

This was an odd sensation.  Not something that she was exactly used to.  Moving incredibly quickly through the air.  Ikari kept her eyes on her target.  This was something she and only she was entrusted with.  A special use for her.  Stretching her arms in front of her, Ikari would start to wrap her arms around Mikenlo...only to go straight through him and plant her face into the ground.  Confusion flooded Ikari's mind.  She shook her head, trying to force her head to keep clear.  She didn't know fully what the enemy was capable of.  He had thrown some sort of dark ball things around the area before.  It didn't matter what he could do just now.  Ikari needed to find him, and quickly.  Suddenly, Ikari could hear screams coming in the distance.  These screams did not matter.  Those were screams of pirates and marines, both had no place in the future.  Though, now standing up, Ikari could see men rising from where they had once laid dead and cold.  She would continue to move about slowly, aiming to look for Mikenlo.  She could stop all of this easily.  She just had to grab him.  Ikari's concentration was great enough that she didn't entirely notice the sand covering the area and doing away with the zombies.

Health: 125/125
Fuel: 55/55
Post: 15/15

[Warehouses]

The tendrils that Derge had sent out all missed the foe while a few of them collided with the sand constructs that the other fruit user had sent out. Even when it appeared as if the tentacles grabbed the old man; it appeared as if he dissipated into nothingness. Derge didn't understand what was happening and why his attempts to attack weren't successful when the appeared to be so. Was the old man just too fast, so fast that even Derge's speed couldn't keep up with him? Derge didn't believe that for a second, he had way too much confidence in his power; what was happening had to be a trick of some kind.

"Mists of Hell"

As Derge's gear released, the steam that had been surrounding him cooled and dispersed into the area around him. The crimson mist began to slowly cover the area around Derge. It wasn't long before Derge realize Iken and Desais and even his own sister had disappeared without him even noticing. The illusion that Mikenlo set had been seen through within a matter of seconds. As the mist engulfed the area where the clones had been placed Derge could feel the darkness. It was like the blood that made up the mist was being slowly sucked in or consumed by something. It was a lingering effect that surrounded both Mikenlo and strangely enough Hime.

"Iken drop Hime now! There's a trace of a power similar to his coming from her!" Derge yelled.

Enraged at the prospect that the foe could have somehow booby-trapped the body of one of his fallen victims, especially when that someone happened to be his sister; Derge thrust his arm forward sending the tentacles he had been chasing the foe with towards him once again. The difference in speed between the tentacles and Mikenlo was great enough even without his gear that Derge was able to get to Desais before Mikenlo's attacks hit. Derge wrapped his tentacle around Desais and pulled him away from the powerful attacks, pulling Desais towards the himself and the rest of the group standing on top of the warehouse.


Iken watched as Derge and Dante went to attack the darkness floating in the air as if they were Mikenlo himself. He had most likely cast an illusion on them as he had with Iken and Desais. Iken was about to try and wake Derge from his illusionary slumber when a red mist like substance began to spread around. It was Derge's blood, the fruit of the devil ancestor. Iken watched as it washed over everything in the area. Visually Iken was only able to see it just as Derge had begun to form it, otherwise Iken was only able to perceive is because of his unusually powerful sixth sense that he had been getting more attuned to recently.

Derge mentioned that his sister had a similar pull and told him to drop her. Iken grinned; he had sensed the disturbance long before he had even touched her. He knew it was all a part of her devil fruit, not the enemies, or at least that's what he assumed. Iken had seen the girl use her power to counter Dante before, so he unlike Derge wouldn't have been surprised by the similarity. "Don’t worry about it. She has a fruit power that is similar to the one we're fighting. Hime's power feels crisper than this guy's; it's like his is old and stagnant. His is most likely an older version, maybe the original. It seems that his power gives him some kind of control over her powers, even though her version is more useful in most situations. She was able to stop Dante much more effetely than him" Iken said with a smug grin and piercing eyes, both directed at the creature that had taken over Mikenlo's body.


[S.S. Camelot]

Barton was being toyed with by Argis; the marine captain sent Barton's attack directly at the fruit user named Pyro. The old marine had been in countless battles over the years; he better than anyone knew his own weakness. He had developed a sense when someone was going to lead him into a trap or a situation where they would use his weaknesses against him. This felt exactly like the situations he had face many times over the years. Even if it somehow wasn't a trap, the last thing he wanted was to attack Pyro for his own reasons. Having been in a situation and survived it, even the slowest man sees ways to make adjustments; Barton was no exception. Barton used the exact same tactic Argis had, he punched his own arm to deflect the attack and halt his advanced. The momentum from the attack was hurled sideways causing a portion of the deck and the side rail to shatter in pieces.

Barton faced Pyro before turning towards Argis. Without taking his eyes of the captain he wiped a spec of blood from his throat and rubbed it between his thumb and index finger. "Your captain is a dangerous man. Almost as dangerous for you as he is for the pirates." Barton said speaking to Pyro. "The penalty for attacking a marine officer during a time of war is death. That is, for any enlisted men like you. Argis and I can get away with a skirmish, but you wouldn't. Your captain planned on one of two things happening; he was either going to kill me or let to die for him. Either way is that someone you would want to serve under? A man that goes for the throat of a fellow officer over a disagreement or a man that would allow his own subordinate to take the heat for a crime he started? Nothing more than navy issued equipment was even at stake here until Argis escalated the situation. If I hadn't of stopped the situation that Argis had created, one way or another a life would have ended as a result. Think about that the next time you blindly follow a man as dangerous to his fellow marine as he is to any pirate." said the marine turning to walk off.


[Tunnels]

Unfortunately for Bruce his plan to use the waterways a quick and secure means of escape wasn't exactly panning out. The water level was much lower than it was when Bruce had gone through and explored them. This meant that there were sections with such little water in them that Bruce had to walk rather than swim. The water in most of the tunnels was actually too lower for him to swim, making the trip much longer than he had intended it to be. While Bruce was crawling through a particularly small section of the tunnels, the ground above him turned into sand and collapsed onto him. The water that he fell into evaporated all around him like some kind of magic. Bruce struggled and clawed his way out from under the sand in a panicked fashion. Once he had gotten out of the sand he gasped for air resting himself on the warm sand. All of the sudden the sand began to shift and turn into a number of sharks. They began going around biting and killing these strange things that seemed like moving corpses and other marines. Every time one went down another body seemed to come back; it was all very strange to the ancient shark fishman. All of the sudden one of the sharks veered his way. He wasn't sure if it was coming for him or something around him. It was moving so fast that he didn't have time to hesitate. Bruce formed a blade of water around his arm before slinging it at the oncoming sand shark, slicing it in half.




Iken:
2/15
185/185 HP
5500/6000 Calories

Derge:
11/15
135/135 HP

Bruce:
2/15
65/105 HP

The battle didn't seem to be going well for Desais. It started in a blind rage and continued just as so. If not for the other men around him, Desais would most likely be seriously wounded. His mind started clearing up as he saw a moment where the enemy was going to succeed in capturing him. Thanks to a marine, he was allowed to freedom once more. This time, Desais saw that his actions needed to change and he needed to think things through before reacting. "Thanks." Desais said with a reluctant sigh to Derge. He wasn't all to happy that a marine had saved him but was thankful that they had a common enemy.

The battle seemed to get more intense as an eclipse loomed overhead. Loud screaches of enemies long fallen began to awaken throughout the island and rain their own twisted vengence upon the living. Desais wasn't sure why what was happening had happened but he had an idea that it might have to do with the enemy. He looked around as creatures began to roam with black marks throughout their body. It was like the apocalypse was here and the world was about to end. Desais didn't waste this time when Mikenlo had awoken these beings. He rushed in towards him, this time with a clear mind.

"Gods Fist!"

Desais yelled as he got close and his wings formed a giant fist going straight for Mikenlo. The fist soared at him at great speeds then suddenly poofed into dust. "Bone Dust" Desais said under his breath as he coated the air around Mikenlo in tiny bone particles. With this attack, Desais's gear gave out and he fell towards the roof of one warehouse. As he was falling Desais clenched his fist up at Mikenlo and then bone dust formed into spikes in an instance, stabbing at everything around him. The dust that was also inhaled would form spikes within Mikenlo as well, stabbing at everything within him. Just before getting towards the ground Desais raised his other hand up.

"Bone Forest!"

Desais yelled as a forest of bones appeared on the roof of the warehouse allowing him to latch on instead of crashing to the ground below. Desais breathed heavily as he looked up at the falling bone spikes. These attacks, as well as coming out of first gear, had drained him a bit. He figured that with the last bit of this round of his gear, he'd hopefully do some damage. The bone spikes that didn't hit Mikenlo, came down upon any undead being below.

[Kiddo and Jack]

Jack laughed maniacally as he held his hands over his face, and his body arched back in a way that wasn't natural. Without positioning his body back up he stopped laughing and spoke to Kiddo. "Well, hello there Kiddo. What a lovely day we are having WOULDN'T YOU AGREE?!?!?!" Jack said as lashed out at Kiddo with his arms. Kiddo dodged the attacks but felt a cold chill go down his spine the whole time Jack swiped at him. "I thought you were dead! I was finally free of you, you bastard!" Kiddo yelled as he lashed out back at Jack with his legs. The attack was bruptly haulted as Jack grabbed onto the leg and waved his finger back and forth in disapproval. Then he tossed him through a couple of warehouses in an instant. When Kiddo landed on the ground within one of the warehouses, Jack was there looking down at him with his grin. "Well that wasn't very nice of you. Anyways, I have more important things to do than to toy with you. Just trust me, when I'm done I'll be back to send you through that hell all over again!" Jack cackled as he grabbed supplies for his master Mikenlo and himself. Then the next instant he was gone.

Kiddo laid there aching all over and confused as to why Jack was exsiting again. This fight included him now more than ever. If he was ever to get over his past of Jack, it was now and while Jack was still alive. Kiddo got up and patted the dust from his body then began running to where he was sure Jack was heading.

Jack reappeared down below Mikenlo with the supplies. "Here you are master!" Jack said as he dropped the items then turned his attention towards Dante. "KYAHAHAHAHA! To think I am brought back to only take on pirates and marines alike. If only Argis was here, then I'd pay him back for that wound from earlier." Jack laughed as he grabbed some body parts lying on the ground and formed them into wings onto his back. The darkness stitched the parts together the same way his body was stitched back together with it. This made it very malleable and easy to work with, allowing Jack to create what he desired with just mere body parts and the darkness. If it wasn't for the eclipse and Mikenlo's devil fruit ability, then Jack wouldn't have been able to do this. Then with a moments notice, rushed towards Dante holding his new seastone coated blades in both his hands. Jack cut right at Dante and wasn't slow about it using his agility and strength totaling it to 110%. Basically he was like a jet taking off, the wings he made created a shockwave upon take off towards Dante.

5/15

Desais HP: 215/215

Endurance: 30/40

Rounds till gear ends: 0

J.J. Kiddo HP: 170/170

[Warehouses]
"God damn it, blood boy's messing up the plan again." Said Lancelot

"Well, what do we do now sir?" Asked Gawain

The two shook their heads slowly and in unison. The zombies weren't going after them. Why? Because the three of them disposed of the corpses before they could become a problem for them. The zombies seemed mindless for the most part, with the exception of Argis's enemy, Jack. It was likely the nature of the darkness on just marines. And now Derge was getting involved. It was bad enough that that half their crew just died, it was worse that a pirate was having his way with their bodies, and worst of all the fools hadn't the sense to escape while they could. And a pirate no less saved them from decimation with a bunch of sand. Pathetic, they both thought.



Erebus had succeeded. His eclipse solved the problem. He had the supplies needed to help Mikenlo. Everyone was distracted by the zombies except for three of them. And only one of those three had shown the necessary power to harm him. But it still wasn't good enough. He doubted that Dante would be held up for too long before he began his next assault. He had to get the tough one's out of the way. He immediately devised a strategy for Mikenlo. They were barely in range of hime. And she was still knocked out. Normally, he'd have to summon darkness to saturate her, but in the eclipse it was already there at the ready. He forced the darkness into her flesh. His orders were simple. Kill the nuisances: iken, derge, and dante.

Artillery form

Mikenlo's veins became like that of his zombies, pitch black like tattoos. His body mass seemingly multiplied by 5, with thick bulging muscles; his hair remained long and black, as it normally is in the form of Erebus. Mikenko felt wonderful. But then Erebus's plan came into focus, including the part where Mikenlo had to deal with all the stupid bones. The fist was about to hit him. He had to act.

Dark Wave

He curled his fists to his side, and propelled then forward with all of his might, creating a powerful shockwave with his dark double punch. But the 100% strength shock wave was only the beginning. Not even a millimeter behind the shockwave a wall of solid darkness, equal to steel in hardness, gravity had no effect on the shockwave, but it did on the darkness behind it. The darkness bust through it inches from mikenlo's fists. The shockwave resolved, adding even more strength to the dark wave as it accelerated towards the fist with a vacuum behind. The fist turned to dust right before the impact and the dark wave plowed straight through it, sucking it into the vacuum as the wave accelerated to terminal velocity (100% strength + 100% falling boost + 80% darkness+ % bone dust). The attack would likely create a shockwave upon hitting the ground with the strength of a sonic boom (100% within 50m, 50% within 50-200m, 10% knock-back). The spikes almost surprised him. Almost. He did the logical thing and created a ball of darkness and launched himself inside of it at the surprised iken, who had just witnessed his sister try to kill him.

[Tunnels]
Dagon ended up back in the tunnels again. Once again searching for an escape. But this time he had an edge. Between his own damage to the generators hooked up the gate, and the effect the darkness having on electricity seemed to lower the bases power-level greatly. Though anyone with the most basic perception could still hear what sounded like a strong electric charge like before, in all actuality there wasn't enough electricity to roast a fly. The fly would still be electrocuted and die, but still. That was hardly anything at all. Nothing like the torture he suffered at the hands of the Dragons. His shell would carry the weak current without letting it breach his skin. Even if it did, it wouldn't be enough to do anything but surprise a child. He reared back and targeting the grate's weak points. Without the current to protect it, his claws would pierce and tear the edged, the weakest parts. In one semi-complicated motion, he struck the edges with his claws and tail. The grate crumbled immediately. He had not the strength, but the ingenuity to break the cage. But he felt compelled. Something told him that if he were to dive into the sea from the opening, he would die. He didn't know what. Just an instinct. He considered for a few moments and decided that he should try to assist the pirates. Maybe one of them would like him. If not, he could always escape through the tunnels.  He turned around and began to climb back to the surface. Little did he know that waiting beneath the surface of his exit was an enemy he had no chance of defeating.

[S.S. Camelot]
Pyro stood up and wasted no time.
Argis heard Barton shout from the deck. Argis had set the boat into cruise mode. It would slowly creep back to the docks and cut off upon impact with shore, damaging only the ground the slightest bit. He jumped out of the ship. Suddenly he was propelled forwards as Pyro launched on the air currents, using his full-forms agility to accelerate his flight. His fires helped heal Argis even further. They'd get back in no time with the wind on their side.

"You know, I would have killed him myself if he hadn't ran, right?"

Pyro spoke to Argis. He did not want his to feel guilty. Pyro was in sync with Argis in this regard. Pyro disagreed with Barton's actions and agreed with Argis. The fishman was an ally. Why be so cruel?

"He's right though. There were a lot of things that could have went wrong. It would have been better if I had kept my ideals to myself that time. Regardless, let's get back. The darkness is just up ahead. And I have a very bad feeling about what's in it."

Argis could almost here a phantom laugh coming to his mind, bringing a deep sense of foreboding to him; the laugh was of his old friend... Jack.




Pyro
4500/5000
130/130
12/15

Dagon
3750/5000
105/105
13/15

After Discord finish letting out his a good part of his anger on the undead pirates and undead marines he felt like he was pretty decent not as angry as he was before almost calm. He had never felt like this in his existence before it was almost like he was an entire person now and finally able to felt even better now but he did not give two flying fuck about that he need to get into the fight and help Cole's allies. No he was starting to feel like they were his allies to he felt different he felt overall more in control, more in control then he has ever been when he was out in the past he felt happy even and that scared him since he never felt true happiness before and this seems like what cole had told him it was nice. He shook his head to clear his thoughts in order to focus on the battle he was in as he decapitated another few undead marines. Discord now knew he had what he need to help in the battle but before he could even get close to him he saw the Darkfucker destroy an a attack he could have guessed was from Desais and the attack was now it was coming towards him. Discord acted quickly used ribbon he had out to used "Tower's Iron Wall" unsharpening them to make a wall and but before it could finish the shock wave hits the unfinished wall. Luckily for Discord  the wall crumpled under the stress, was propelling into discord's chest and knocking him back like he was just kicked by a marine. Discord quickly got back into action detaching the ribbons he used to form the wall and look around in the darkness but could not find that fucker anywhere "Fuck" he said to himself, the first shot he could get he would have to lay one on him as fast as he can he added mentally, creating a new set of 6 "Tendrils of Darkness" Hardening and Sharpening them to there max.

"Inside their mind"
The seas of all of what was once Cole's hate, fears, sadness, and pain all of what originally made up what Discord but it was changing for some reason it was start to change, starting to shrink. As Discord was alone for longer and longer the waters of Cole's inner darkness since he was not around any more but the Inju-Inju no mia needed 2 personality to survive and use it and as the water was almost all dried up it used it mystic powers to keep the balance in its host current mind, with a brilliant flash of light as the last of the water of darkness was drying up and just void remained a new realm was made from nothing it was just a room that seem to go on forever and the only thing there was a seemingly dead Cole and he was lying in this new formation of their new subconscious and he was breathing, but passed out!!! As will most likely say still stay passed out and Discord will not know until Cole wakes.


Posts Left for the Hanged Man: 8
XP:9/15
HP:120/120

[Warehouse]

-Iken-
Iken's eyes widened as all things around him seemed to dim so his focus could divert to the threat literally resting in his arms.  There was a change inside the girl her was holding, it was vile and made Iken feel sick to his stomach from just being near it.  The darkness that was all around the crazy old man had manifested inside of Kyōkihime.  Iken tossed the woman with all of his might while using the agility he had to leap back.  A strange form of darkness wrapped itself around the woman; Iken could feel it on the edge of his range.  It wasn't visible to him, nor could he sense it in any way outside of the strange sense he had recently acquired but the darkness was defiantly there.  

-Kyōkihime-
Kyo came to a stop skidding backwards by using her darkness as a sort of stand to push herself.  She felt different, she felt stronger in both mind and body.  Her darkness swirled around her as if they were being flamed by something.  Maybe it was the overwhelming hate she felt?  Kyo's hate and her disgust for the world had been amplified.   The young woman stood upon the roof with no idea what was happening; not that she really cared, all she could feel was her hatred being directed.  It was a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time.  All of what she felt about the world was diminished and directed towards those standing directly in front of her.  The voice of the man that she had been fighting told her what to do.  In any normal situation, telling Kyo what to do would be a good way to garner her agitation; however this time it was as if she wanted to do exactly what the man had said.  

-Derge-
Derge placed his hand in the air seemingly touching nothing.  The foe was countering the attack that Desais had just thrown at him with some pretty powerful counters.  Mikenlo's counter literally turned Desais' attack into dust.  Derge was certain from what he was feeling with his mist that Mikenlo's attack was so powerful it'd like have some major backlash.  By touching the blood in the air, Derge was able to expand and build upon his mist to form a dome to try and divert some of the potential power.  Derge's wall surrounded those around him, including: Desais, Kyōkihime, Iken, and himself.  The blood user was surprised that Kyōkihime had stood back up, considering all of the damage that she had sustained.  He knew that his wall wouldn't be enough to fend off the incoming shockwave, but he was certain it would at least slow it down.  Just when Derge had enough blood to form the half sphere, just before he could harden it; Desais seemed to have decided to follow suit.  Desais used the forest of bone spikes to latch onto the bone dust, doing pretty much the same thing Derge had done with his blood mist.  The bone and blood combined and hardened forming a circular wall twice as strong as either would alone.

Derge could feel the presence of two people coming towards the battle behind him with the remaining portion of his mists.  He knew exactly who they were by their shape and size; it was none other than his partner and captain.  They were flying right into the shockwave which would likely cause Argis to be tossed off and possibly fall to his doom in his current condition.  Derge wasn't certain if Pyro was in good enough condition to survive the force of the wave either.  At the last moment Derge tilted the large half dome shaped object in an effort to reduce the shockwave before it could reach Argis or Pyro.  It was the last thing he did.  The impact the punch itself reduced the warehouse that Mikenlo was on and everything in it to rubble.  As a result a powerful shockwave ripped through the area a moment later nearly blowing over the other warehouses standing nearby.  The warehouse that the four stood upon shook and began to crack and crumble in several areas, however it still stood.  Just like the warehouse, the wall that Derge and Desais had created shook and ever cracked under the might of the Grand Mikenlo's terrific power.  

-Kyōkihime-
Kyōkihime watched as everything unfolded waiting for an opportune moment to strike the three that her master had commanded her to remove from the situation.  The man with the red hair that used the fruit of the great demon of the clan was unmistakably similar to her brother.  The evidence combined with the fact he was protecting two other men with qualities of the Namikaze was more than enough for her to come to the realization it was in fact her long lost brother, Derge D Namikaze.  The man in front of her possessed the blood fruit and was using it as a shield meant that he was in fact using himself as a shield.  It was likely true for the guy that seemed to be using bones for attack and defense, as well.  This opened up a theoretical situation that someone like Kyo would never pass up.  Kyo placed her hand upon the cracked structure and used her darkness to pull it in.  She could pull in up to 170% of any devil fruit material which was more than enough for the combined might of 120% of the blood and bone.  Not only would the blood and bone be pulled in, but the users touching the material as it was literally just an extension of their bodies.  It happened in an instant; the fighters were far too weak to resist her pull, they were there one moment and gone the next.  

-Iken-
Iken stood there dumbfounded holding his sword pointing out in front of him.  Derge and Desais had just fucking vanished into nothing, along with everything they had created.  A glint of stone and word spoken before reached Iken after the two had gone.  Iken reached down and picked up the object that had fallen before his feet.  He pulled it out of the roof as if it had been sitting in a sheath of stone.  The old man was barreling towards him surrounded by some strange ball of darkness.  Despite how immediate the threat seemed to be, to Iken it was like it was a million miles away.  Iken was angry.  He could feel Mikenlo enter within his range.  The swordsman closed his eyes and the memories with Derge and Desais flash through his mind, including the time Iken was the most happy he had been in years.  Even if he was in a battle that threatened his life, the fact that he had been reunited with Derge made him happy.  Iken covered his black blade with haki that allows him to hit intangible logia and slashed it towards the incoming foe.  “King’s Feint”  Iken drove his sword towards the darkness with every intention of it missing the foe.  It would do no more than divert him, likely cutting a piece of his darkness.  All the while Iken thrusted his other arm forward, starting the thrust after the first strike.  The thrust being faster by nature would come to fruition a moment after the slash.  To Mikenlo it would appear as if Iken was thrusting his arm into air coming short of Mikenlo himself.  Iken used the strange way in which Mikenlo reacted to the seastone blade and Mikenlo's own obsessive personality combined with his observation haki to predict what his foe would likely do.  Mikenlo wasn’t the kind to be overly cautious; in fact it seemed he would rather act as if he just barely avoided Iken’s attack to taunt him.  The blade that Iken held, the one that Mikenlo could not see was thrust towards him attempting to use the opening in which his first strike could have potentially created.  If the blade hit, Iken would thrust it upwards and use his moderate level of strength to keep Mikenlo from avoiding his next attack.  

[Ground Level]

-Razz-
“It’s simple at this point; we take out the one that’s left standing.  Assuming it’s the old crazy bastard we determine whether or not we can handle him first.” Razz said with a changed outlook.  The pirates had fought unexpectedly well against such a monstrous foe.   Maybe, just maybe the pirate could weaken the new comer enough to the point Razz would be able to capture him as well.  Razz was certain that by the magnitude of the eclipse Mikenlo had made it was some sort of trump card.  If  the foe was powerful enough to use a technique like the eclipse for an extended period of time he wouldn’t have come to a Blue to show off his power, it would have been far more effective to attack somewhere within the Grandline.  Razz used hand signals to relay the message to his sniper waiting on a roof top a ways away.  

-Bruce-
Bruce was out of the range of the shochwave for the most part, feeling only a little bit of knockback.  The damage wasn’t insignificant compared to the hit he had taken from Barton.  Skidding back, Bruce looked around to see that the shochwave had knocked down all of the sand sharks that had been attacking.  Using the opening Bruce ran towards the warehouses unsure why he was actually moving in the direction that the attack had come from.  It occurred to him a moment later why he had instinctively run towards that specific direction.  The smell of blood coming from there was strong; someone had lost a whole lot of blood.  It wasn’t the blood user, but someone else was near there.  Bruce combed through the rubble of the warehouse Mikenlo had destroyed.  Lifting a large piece of debris caused a pool of blood to pour out; a small child was lying in the center of it.  A little girl that had been in the warehouse when Mikenlo’s attack hit somehow managed to survive, even if it was only for a short period.  

-Annie-
Tears welled up in the little girl’s eyes as she peered into Bruce’s.  “Please don’t let the bad men hurt me anymore. “She said pleading with the monstrous looking fishman.  “The big man threw everyone off of the ship.  I laid in the pile with mommy and daddy even when they got cold and then he threw us all off the ship.  M…my shirt got stuck and when I woke up I was here.  I hid and ate trash because I was too scared to come out cuz everyone around here wears the same clothes as the man that killed mommy.” She relayed as she gasped for air.  A look of terror came upon her face before she passed out.    

-Bruce-
Turning around, Bruce seen a familiar face.  Barton stood in front of him.  It wasn’t difficult to put two plus two together, the large man with the marine uniform was Barton.  Bruce placed his hand upon the girl’s chest before turning around and standing up.  He clenched his blood socked hand tightly as he faced his marine handler.  The fishman had no intention of running away anymore.  “I won’t run anymore.  I’m done with it.” Bruce said staring at his handle with contempt.  He had smelt Barton coming and someone else was behind him.  The fishman from earlier seemed to be close behind but Barton didn’t seem to notice.  “With thine tail.” said the shark fishman.    

-Barton-
“How the hell did she?  Ah well whatever, the situation seems to have been dealt with either way.” Barton said crossing his arms.  He smirked as Bruce notified him that he wasn’t going to run away.  Barton could see by Bruce’s stance and body movement that what he said was true.  “I’ll just have to beat that stubborn look out of your eyes.  What the fuck are you talking about a tail?” said the marine taunting the fishman.  

-Ivan and Bigge-
“We wait for Iken to do the impossible and then we jump him while he’s weak.” said a voice from within the shadows.  “Da.  We have no chance if we jump in right now.  They’d slaughter us.” said a second voice.  As a large man and rat bided their time, so did another group.  

-Three lieutenant spies-
A group of three including the woman that Razz had introduced as his lieutenant sat inside the headquarters watching everything unfolding via den den mushi video surveillance.  They were attempting to stream the entire thing to somewhere in the Grandline until the shockwave knocked out their antenna.  Without the antenna sending the video to the Grandline was impossible.  With a portable mushi like device the three saved the remaining footage before deleting it on the main system.  They set their computer system to raise the final levy while lowering the first after one hour has passed (6 posts)((OOC: subject to change)).  Once the process starts the middle section in which the battle is taking place will be engulfed by a large wave of water; sparing only the final section.   After another 30 minutes take place (three posts) the headquarters and the research facility will explode dealing 300% explosive damage to anyone within one kilometer.  Using the underground tunnels that lead in-between the HQ building and the research facility the three took as much as they could carry.  Once the three made their way to the mangled research facility (two turns) they waded their way through all of the debris and carnage.  The three marines accessed the hidden exit tunnels; they lead five miles out into the ocean, on the outer edge of the manmade reef (three turns).  A camouflaged ship awaited them.  The explosion from the research facility and HQ building would destroy any tunnels going to or from either facility blocking them off for nearly a half a mile.  The tunnels that attach to both buildings would crumble completely.  


Iken:
4/15
185/185 HP
5500/6000 Calories

Derge:
13/15
135/135 HP

Bruce:
4/15
60/105 HP

Kyōkihime:
2/15
81/105

Desais thought for sure he had Minkenlo, until he saw the attack was for naught. A large blast waved the attack away and started coming down upon not only enemies, but allies as well. Desais wouldn't have that as he reached out his arm and turned the spikes back to the dust it once was. Then, following Derge, Desais moved the dust and bone forest around to connect with the half blood orb. Only before hardening the structure, Desais looked over to Iken and tossed him his sword. It seemed he had a feeling Iken may need his weapon back. "Iken! Catch!" Desais said as he held his hands firm against the bone struture allowing for it to entertwine with the blood and hardened. The next moment, Desais didn't know if he was alive or dead. It felt as though something had happened but he wasn't sure. Desais looked to Derge and to Kyo. Once the orb has disappated, he realized they were the only ones there in this strange darkness.

"What the hell?" Desais said as he looked around. Neither, Iken nor anyone else that was in the battle were around them. He had no clue where they were and what Kyo had done when she placed his hands upon the orb. He wasn't sure if he should be furious with her or be happy that this had happened. Either way, they needed to get back to the battle that was at hand. "Well, now that we are out of the blast. Is there anyway of getting back to where we were? Well that is, if we aren't already dead of course." Desais said very puzzled.

[Warehouse]

Jack's blades met their mark as a deep gash was cut into Dante, causing a total of 140 damage to the opponent. ((That's after removing the 20% endurance from Dante))  Dante was sent flying in the other direction which made Jack scoff. "No sense in continueing a fight against an opponent that weak. Kyahahahaha!" Laughed Dante as he went around attacking and killing other marines that were still alive as well as helpless civilians. His bloodlust never ceased as he continued to maim and shread peoples bodies apart. "Argis!!! Come out and play Argy!!!!" Jack yelled as he sliced down another one of his victims.

Kiddo watched the devastation Jack left in his wake as he followed close behind. Then as Jack screamed into the sky, Kiddo jumped and kicked towards Jack with all his might and speed. Jack didn't even see it coming as Kiddo slammed his foot into Jack's back sending him sprawling forward face first into the ground. Jack quickly got up and stared into Kiddo's eyes with his own pitch black eyes. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here. A boy deciding to pick a fight with his old man. Kyahaha.... Ain't you just pitifull." Jack said as he slowly walked in a circle around Kiddo. "You think because you're still alive that you can take me on? Well, looks like I'll have to teach this pup a lesson now won't I?" Jack said as he suddenly disappeared and then reappeared slicing down at Kiddo.

Kiddo dodged the attack just as it was coming down. Jack didn't slow down with the onsalt as he kept slicing at Kiddo. Luckily for Kiddo, as he was able to keep up with Jack a bit. Although Jack was quite a bit faster now, so a few hits knicked him here and there. Only causing mearly tiny cuts upon his arms and body. With Kiddo's perception and speed he easily dodged the big attacks. It seemed the two were at a stand still, but Jack had a major advantage. He was already dead, and the darkness seemed to allow him to move his limbs anyway he wished. Not only that but the darkness gave him a 10% stat boost to all stats. This definitely caused a bit of trouble for Kiddo, but he kept dodging as he hoped to find an opening.


8/15

Desais HP: 215/215

Endurance: 30/40

J.J. Kiddo HP: 170/170

Jack HP: 230/230

[Warehouses]
Mikenlo was wary of iken. How strange. The man had struck his darkness without hesitation. Almost as if he could tell what it really was; a mockery of steel. And he had escaped the young darkling's grasp at point blank. Mikenlo of course perceived a multitude of giveaways to the phenomena but the brave warrior seemed to ignore all of them, and he already determined that he lacked the perception necessary, and so far Mikenlo hadn't been wrong once in his life. At least in the sense of analytical accuracy. If he couldn't detect it, it had to be ESP like his. Well, not like his. It was obviously far more limited, more like hearing than seeing. But despite its limitations, it's parameters may be different than his own, which would change its full effect. He had only experienced 8 types of ESP before. And this had similarities with 3. So that made 4 possibilities that he could narrow too. With that in mind, he would need to account for 5 seconds delay on all of his strategy for them to work properly. The first sliced his ball open. Impressive. But then a second was coming. The strategy the man used was on made from experience, not tactics. It was pathetic. It entirely relied on the premise that his sword could either not be detected, or evaded. It assumed a block or a success. It left him weak in both defensive reactions and action priority. Mikenlo created darksteel claws and pried his sphere apart with his brute strength in a downward motion, propelling the weapon's momentum beneath it's master, with a combination of his strength and agility (120%), which pushed mikenlo above iken holding his semisphere in his right hand, with his left hand free. Point blank he thrust his free hand forward, and in the same motion armored his entire body in plates of 4-layered (80%/20=4) darksteel. Each layer was separated intentionally, as to provide individual barriers as opposed to one. He knew that with iken's skill, the thickness was not the thing he should worry about. It was each layer. Every layer provided addition cushion to the blows, making them unlikely to make it all the way through, even with all his swords. Even his kairoseki would not affect it. Mikenlo had already determined that previously; once the darksteel was forged, it became separate from him and any devil fruit traces. With this defense, it would be very difficult even for someone with thrice his agility to evade him at this range due to his momentum change via centripetal motion, hollow semisperical manipulations, and the 100% strength to overwhelm the air resistance. But it could still be deflected. Mikenlo knew this. But the man most likely didn't know that he wasn't just reaching to grab iken or stab him with his claws. Of course Mikenlo intended to do that ultimately, but only if he tried to do the foolish and attempt block or evade his onslaught as opposed to deflecting it. He doubted Iken was foolish enough to let his heart be ripped from his chest. But when iken attempted to deflect his blow, he would summon darkness in his left palm to attract iken's sword into it, and iken in general for that matter. In fact he already had the last few steps planned, but all of them were gimmicky combat tricks, one's not easily distinguishable from one another as he lacked the skill to perform them optimally, and only the intelligence to practice the theoretical tactics he produced. The fact that they were all similar in nature made them unpredictable in and of itself. And his devil fruit have him just the advantages he needed. He determined using his algorithm that the man had an 18% successful defense rate against his attack, with a margin of error of 5%. Further, Mikenlo determined that he himself was at only a 0.8% chance of failure to be damaged himself. He couldn't eliminate all the variables. And of course he needed to be flashy and almighty, not efficient and effective. He didn't need to focus on anything but how to make the most mayhem in honor of the great Darkness.

Argis had just entered the darkness with pyro and he started to notice commotion. As he came into view, he saw the shadow of his slain foe, Jack. But the silhouette was the real deal. It seemed impossible. And he was obviously stronger in every sense. His son was thoroughly outclassed. Jack was only toying with him; argis could tell Jack could have already killed kiddo if he really wanted to. When they last fought, that might not have been the case. Foreboding, dread, and the deepest hatred boiled inside him. The worst part of his being as a man was howling inside of him, almost corrupting him. Argis let go, and let it take over, his inner rampant beast; he only forfeit control from his desire to eliminate the foe. This man was a danger to everyone and everything. Argis didn't want him to die. But he felt obligated to kill them. This made his hate a conduit of ferocity. He jumped from pyro's back without a sound, even knowing what pyro was going to do; Jack's defeat was too important.

"Hey Jackie. Having fun? Look at me know. Not an hour has passed and not a wound you inflicted is left on my being. Pretty pathetic that you had to blow yourself up. It's sad to see you in such an abysmal form. But it almost makes me happy, you know? I don't think I was satisfied before. Since you blew yourself up, I didn't have the chance to torture and interrogate you before your execution. Since you appear to be a bit more sturdy, perhaps I can still have my fun with you before you die."

Argis stepped to the left and performed a roundhouse-standoff of Jack's wing. Argis knew Jack would begin his attack before he had finished. He knew Jack's personality well, and he has both sufficient skill and perception to react to his attacks advantageously. He knew jack would attack again, either from below or as a feint and then from behind. Given how Argis had killed jack before, it would be obvious to Jack that those would be his weak points. And they truly were the correct attacks. But Argis knee he could defend against both at once, and make an offensive splash as well. He unsheathed his sword, and used the momentum to begin rapid spins. The combination of skill and agility allowed him to rotated roughly twice per second. He then began jabbing rapidly in statistically accurate patterns that were being fired at a rate of 3 per second. This created an attack barrier which if attacked would allow argis to spin behind the opponent and stab them through the front from behind. It was a technique argis created just years ago, while serving as a lieutenant in Paradise. He was forced to create the technique to battle against foes that could attack from all directions to exploit his weaknesses. He called it, Star Breaker Whirlwind, as the slicing air seemed to glow, even in the deepest darkness or brightest light. The spinning momentum gave him the deflection power of a legendary warrior (50% skill + 40% agility + 40% strength for a total of 130% deflection power) in each strike, and also allows the set up for a follow up attack at point blank. The attack did have the limitations of any physical rotation attack, however.

Pyro was enraged. He couldn't even see. One second there was derge, and then he was gone. He couldn't see well, but his flames gave him some light. And he could see that the woman there was responsible. He had to do something. But he had no idea what to do. But he had one thing going for him. He still had the rumble ball effects for some time. And he let his anger erupt. And corrupt.

Corrupt Form

Suddenly Pyro could see again. And his path was clear.

"Yo, Crazy Bitch! Why don't you try fighting ME!"

Corrupt Pistol

Pyro launched a few bullet of 55% damage fire at her, but they felt weak. He felt weak. the flames were only 45%. He realized something changed and made his fire weaker somehow. But he had no idea as to how to actually harm her. He didn't have any powerful long range attacks. He didn't have any versatile mid range attacks. He didn't have nimble close range attacks. He couldn't hurt her. He was a bad match up but he had to fight her anyway. He just hoped he didn't get himself killed.

[Tunnels]

Dagon had just come on to the path as barton passed his tunnel. He heard bruce close by, and he heard the girl. And then the cruel corrupt bastard spat in the face of the justice he stood in the name of for profit. It infuriated him. He didn't hesitate. He used his knife bullet attack to launch all of his claws at barton from behind. They would not make much of a sound at all, so with the surrounding commotion it was very likely not to be noticed at all by the man he was going to rip to pieces with all the skill and strength he had, along with his uber hard/sharp spikes. Waiting just two moments for the claws to get to point blank, dagon charged letting his rage take over as he bounded stronger and longer at the distracted foe. He jumped and went for a direct mangling style jab attack. He was using his Trace Barrage with his primal strength (55%) and his natural fishman skill (40%) to produce a barrage of powerful swipes at barton capable of piercing even steel walls, though not nearly diamond. With the element of surprise, and an attack oncoming with his fellow fishman, and possible injuries from poison, it was unlikely barton could avoid damage from all of dagons attacks, and just a few solid hits could take him out of commission for good. And from what he had seen of Bruce, Bruce was every bit as powerful as Dagon. Before dagon attacked he realized from the beginning that they would be allies in this battle. And they would tear him apart.




Pyro
4500/5000
130/130
14/15

Dagon
3750/5000
110/110
0/15

Discord was freaking mad as heck. He could not even get a clear line of sight so he could fire off a shot  at the fucker as he was battling Iken and was to close and to far away in this fucking eclipse so he could not even try to get a shot in on him. But a sound caught Discord attention and he knew that he would be needed elsewhere as he thought to himself "Good luck cap" As he turned around and start to head to where he had heard the sound of sand being cut and started to head in that direction until he could see a tall winged man that seemed like to have been brought back buy the bastard, a what Discord would guess a high ranking marine member battling knowing that they were busy with each other Discord quickly sent his tendrils out to pull an injured Dante away from their battle and started to wrap his wounds with ribbons form on of his one of his tendrils softening it so it could help tend to the wound rather than making it stiff like a brace saying "You ok sandman," to Dante trying to help him out while staying alert to the battle so that if need he would get the heck out of there with Dante.

"Inside there mind"
The new void that was there mind was starting to form into a location that would be most hospitable to its new main tenant. The void of just a floating floor was becoming a large room with a white carpeted floor and a burnt orange painted wood for walls and ceiling. Coles unconscious body was placed into a nice bed and laid there as the subconscious of discord and the fruit itself made a more lighter room for where a lot of Discord joy, happiness, and love would go but in a different way, this place would not need to store any of it since positive emotion are what the fruit is based on so it would keep it inside of Discord instead of bottling it up like it did with Cole. Next came a monitor a screen of what was happening on the outside world so that Cole could see what was going on. This is  what allowed the no active personality the ability to know what was going around the main personality, and let them usually see, hear and feel what the main personality is doing. But that can be shut out if the main personality has had the fruit and so can the ability for the two personalities to talk to each other. The changes Stopped Discord subconsciously  knowing that cole feels comfortable and the fruit getting the connection up and running going and getting its host back into a state of balance of light and dark.

Posts Left for the Hanged Man: 7
XP:12/15
HP:120/120

[Warehouse]


-Derge-

It was like being buried in wet sand ten times over.  It was cold, yet the air that came into his lungs felt like it was on fire.  There was an empty space full with pieces of rubble and ruin.  Broken bodies floated around taking unrecognizable shapes.  The grotesque scene might not have been so bad if Derge wasn't certain that those body blobs were actually dead.  Every now and again the mush seemed to move or scream out in pain; the same pain that was being applied to him.  The screams were faint, but definitely there; like an echo.  Opening his own mouth Derge couldn't even produce any sound; it seemed nothing could escape, not even his screams.  The place was hell and it didn't look like that even death could get him out of it.  Derge could create more blood but it wasn't possible for him to actually move it.  The force that seemed to be crushing him from all directions was more powerful than what he could resist with his current devil fruit proficiency.    


-Kyōkihime-

Kyo slowly raised a hand into the air towards the screaming harpy like man.  She began to form darkness in her hand when he launched an attack.  A small, weak, fiery projectile; it seemed rather pathetic.  "Coat” The darkness spread up her arm making it almost look like a flamed version of armament haki.  When the fireball hit, it made no sound or sign that it actually hit; it merely vanished into her palm.  One with a high level of perception would usually have been able to see it being sucked in but with the eclipse, that would be highly unlikely.

She assessed the situation keeping the order she had received as a top priority.  It was to remove three specific people from the battle; one of which she had taken care of.  Kyo read deeper into the order seeing it as a form of permission to clear the field.  Once again she had taken care of another, in her previous move which resulted in another success.  Iken was currently engaged with Mikenlo, he wouldn't likely be a threat for much longer.  Kyo's large range techniques would only get in Mikenlo's way and therefore would be counterproductive.  

Likewise, Dante was engaged with another....  Ally?  Minion?  Whatever the case was he was under attack from one of the more powerful beings Mikenlo decided to bring back.  There were at least three people on Jack which made fighting logically Dante the top priority at first glance.  Despite the appearance, Kyo was unable to follow the order due to Pyro.  She doubted that the strange birdman in the marine uniform would stop attacking her, even though she wasn't exactly why he was in the first place.  If she were to go down to attack Dante she would leave herself open to Pyro in which he would stop her from attacking Dante which results in her being unable to follow Mikenlo's order.  After considering the possibilities and situation she determined it would be easiest to remove Pyro from the situation before attacking Dante.  

-Iken-

Iken was always an exceptional boy in his youth; but in the world of men, the illusion faded quickly.  Among the men on the same island there were a number that could be seen as physically superior to Iken in one form or another and the monsters known as devil fruit users were exceptional for just existing.  Despite his short comings Iken had battled his way to the same place that everyone else on the island.  He forged a will and battle experience that hadn't known the luxury of being exceptional or having some special power to rely on.  All Iken ever had been his luck and steel will to see him through any situation he ever faced.  

No matter how much battle experience someone has, each battle comes with a different set of circumstances all jumbled up into a random mess of chaos.  Those without battle experience see the chaos as a disadvantage that they have to work hard to overcome while those with sufficient experience can make the situation work for them.  As Iken's blade was thrust downwards with such a tremendous amount of force, he was left wide open.  Common sense would have told him that Mikenlo was going to throw some sort of counter at him.  The tactical knowledge he forged from unending battle told him a straight forward attack would be the most effective.  It would be nearly impossible to dodge, especially with Iken's low tier agility.  The attack would likely be too powerful to block outright.  Iken was pretty much left with one course of action; he could deflect some of the damage.  

Mikenlo was a sneaky old bastard that had done nothing but scheme the entire time Iken had been fighting him.  It was obvious that the old man was going to try and trap him somehow; Iken just had no idea how.  Iken would never be able to reduce the likelihood of Mikenlo's trap working any significant percentage; however it didn't mean he wasn't going to try something at least.  The best way to surprise a foe was to do the opposite of what they thought you were going to do and that meant that sometimes you had to find a way to make the impossible possible.  Using the momentum from Mikenlo's strike Iken dove down stabbing his sword into the roof.  Using his unexceptional amount of strength (30) combined with his unexceptional amount of speed (30) along with the momentum he gained from the foe's previous technique (let’s say half 60) he used his lack luster agility to slide under his foe and the said foe's strike with enough propulsion to avoid it and him completely.    

As Iken dove under his foe he spun his body to face his target and pulled his blade out of the ground.  Rearing his sword Iken readied it for one of his quickest techniques.  "Kenpachi Needle"  Iken began thrusting his black blade at his foe's back.  With each strike doing roughly 110% of damage per hit it wouldn't take many for Iken to draw blood on his foe.  The technique strikes over fifty times (54) in a mere second worth of time.  If at any point Mikenlo decided to attract Iken's sword with his darkness, it would only add momentum to his final strike equal in power to the force in which Mikenlo was pull with.  


[Ground Level]


-Razz-

"Watch Dante and the Steel Village pirate.  Don't get involved unless they turn on your captain while he fights Jack.  Argis needs this fight." Razz said seeing that Argis somehow knew the pirate.  The marine captain turned watching the situation above them unfold.  Turning his head back towards Lancelot and Gawin he spoke once more "Dante is still the top priority.  Make sure that once this is all over he's captured."  In a flash Razz was carried off by his soru.  Up on a roof around 100 meters away Razz stepped up to what looked like a pile of rubble.  The rubble shifted revealing a sniper hidden that had hid himself underneath.  "I need aim assist for my Lightning Strike" Razz said getting into a stance.  The marine drew his sword and aimed it at his target while the potential energy built with in his muscles.  Gen used his increased perception combined with a scope to help line Razz up for his charged technique, The Lightning Strike".  

-Barton/Bruce-

Barton stumbled forward when the spikes drove into his back.  Even though several of them had hit him, none of them actually did significant damage to the brute of a marine.  Spinning around Barton swiped away the fishman's attempted attack with so much force that Dagon would find it impossible to continue his barrage.  Rearing back his free arm Barton was about to attempt and destroy his foe with his signature three staged attack.  A blade of water seemed to go through Barton's raised arm however it seemed like nothing came of it.  A moment after the water attack had hit, blood began to run down Barton's torso; a large gash less than half a foot away from his head opened up.  Barton grabbed his arm, turning towards Bruce with budging eyes fueled with rage.  "YOU BASTARDS WILL PAY FOR THIS!  IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!"      

Barton: 202/230



Iken:
6/15
185/185 HP
5500/6000 Calories

Derge:
15/15
107/135 HP

Bruce:
6/15
60/105 HP

Kyōkihime:
4/15
81/105

[Somewhere Dark]

Desais realized quick that not a sound emanated from his mouth, and that Kyu was not with them. Desais looked around seeing the death and darkness around them. It frightened Desais seeing the blood and the bodies that had fallen before them. It was apparent that they were to die here. Not only that but the continuous gravity squeezing the life out of him made it that much harder. He wasn't sure what to do. He was barely able to move at all within this world, or wherever he was. Desais turned to look at Derge. It was clear that they were allies, well at least for the moment. Even though he was a marine and Desais was a pirate, they needed to work together to somehow get out of this place. Though it seemed as though there was no way to leave.

The next moment, Desais moved without thinking and turned into his first gear. The wings seemed heavy around Desais as they pulled him down. Though he didn't turn into this form to fly away. He quickly grabbed on around Derge and forcibly made the wings form a shield casing around them two. Desais was determined to shield Derge and take the brunt of the gravity so that they could figure out a strategy. Since he couldn't talk in this place, Desais began form hand signs hoping Derge would understand what he was saying. With those hand signs, Desais showed him pointing at the two of them and saying they need to work together to figure out the way out. It was a short message and took a lot to make but he did it none the less.

[Warehouse]

Jack grinned as he knew his "friend" was nearby during his "fight" with Kiddo. With a quick jab, Jack sent Kiddo flying 50 feet away from Agris and himself. Jack saw Argis attack and knew Argis had a plan with how the old Jack fought. In this state, Jack felt invincible so he decided to take the first hit head on. As the kick came at Jack, he dropped one of the swords, and used his speed to grab onto the leg. But instead of tossing it aside, he had the flesh basically devour the foot into his hand. This was easy since his body parts were already broken apart, and the darkness that melded them together seemed to want to devour everything. He knew this from when he made the wings on his back.

"Well now that I have stopped that little pesky movement, let's have some real fun." Jack said as he took to the sky with Argis in tow. Argis of course didn't stop his attacks. The rapid spins were fun to dodge for Jack. Even when he detached his arm so that it wouldn't end up harming him. Jack's body moved in ways it couldn't before. Thanks to him blowing himself up, he could move in unnatural ways. Usually bones and muscle would get in the way of his movements but the darkness seemed so malleable. Jack bent every which way moving in between the swipes using his strength, agility, and speed. Combine with the darkness it was nothing for Jack to successfully avoid. When Argis set up for his final attack, Jack saw the glint of light, grabbed onto Argis again, and used his wings to get out of the area the slicing wind had enveloped. "Ok now that your done with that, its my turn." Jack said as he pulled Argis's face up to his.

The next moment, Jack swung his arm with Argis around and sent him crashing into a building. Then rushed towards where Argis landed, with his other sword he began spinning his whole body into what looked like a mini twister. The sword was held on the outside of body swinging violently around as he came down to where Argis was. With another moment Jack grabbed the rubble around him and launched it continuously at Argis. He had a feeling that since Argis saw what he was capable of, he would have made counter measures almost instantly. So Jack wanted to make him keep guessing what he would be doing next.

Kiddo got up but his whole body ached. He sustained much damage from that hit. More than he had wished. "It is apparent that Jack has become much stronger." Kiddo coughed as he reached for his chest in agony. Blood came splattering out of his mouth showing that there was not only external damage but internal as well. "He must have been playing with me until his rival arrived." Kiddo thought as he slowly walked towards where Jack was. Only he didn't make it far as he stumbled over. Raising his head he gritted his teeth, and slowly got back up. It took a lot to continue walking towards the fight again. Those two times getting sent into a wall hurt him greatly. It was just that last attack that caused him to feel the damage from the last one.

8/15

Posts until First Gear Ends: 3

Desais HP: 150/215

Endurance: 20/40

J.J. Kiddo HP: 90/170

Jack HP: 230/230

[Sky]
Mikenlo was surprised. Iken had exploited the one opening he had. But it wasn't enough. Iken may have moved out if range of his arm and he couldn't trap iken anymore. But this is why he had the other half of his darksteel sphere. He punched it down with all his skill and strength with a powerful rotation, spinning the semispere like a bullet; with his massive power plus rifling rotation (100% strength / 60% skill), the large shell was propelled as a bullet right in the same moment that Iken attempted to retaliate. This combination was known to Mikenlo as Darksteel Shellshock. Mikenlo wasn't sure how Iken's attack being deflected point-blank would affect his well-being, but that was secondary. Death for the warrior would serve as well as any other defeat.

Mikenlo unleashed his trap. Dark orbs appeared all around iken, just out of the gravitational range, right as the collision of attacks occurred. In the same moment, Mikenlo had created 80 dark steel chains, 4 connected to his semisphere and 76 held in place in all which directions, forming a labyrinth of chain traps in the mid-air battle. The dark orbs didn't just serve to hold the chains in place, but also to prevent the foe from escaping before being sucked into his Darkness. With chains and orbs in a dome around iken, he had been trapped in Mikenlo's favorite technique: Darksteel Sepulcher. Using his chains, mikenlo pulled the sphere back before it could be harmed by iken's blades. Then he launched it again, but this time when using his powerful technique, he propelled himself using chains, 80% strength, and 60% skill to accelerate to speeds roughly 1/10th that of his attack's (110%). He reared back to use a straight up Darksteel Pound, a simple strength and skill punch much like the one that launched his makeshift weapon. With his armor, and the field advantage, Mikenlo could no longer see defeat as a possibility. Iken made one mistake; he gave up the high-ground, just as Mikenlo had been attempting to make him do all along.


[Tunnels]
Dagon was forcibly propelled into the wall. His shell and momentum served only to make Barton's attack increase his own power as opposed to harming him. However, the increased power of the behemoth was great, even as great as the attack had already been. The now doubled power sliced through the thick kairoseki-reinforced cement, slicing even through the steel wires that had been coated with kairoseki to reinforce the cement. Dagon didn't need any consciousness to know what to do next as his shoulder plowed into the wall; the tail of the demonic creature stuck fast in the non-reinforced surface of the cement and allowed dagon to lunge at the bleeding prey at his right. If dagon had been a normal man, he'd be harmed and weakened but with his nearly steel-strength skin he was almost without scratch, escaping with mere scrapes, small bruises to the shoulder and elbow, and a hyperextended tail, which hindered the beast none with his great agility, skill, and strength sustained by his rage, instincts, and adrenaline. He continued his practiced, well-designed barrage that was patterned thousands of moves ahead by battle experience and theoretical scenarios he played in his head which he memorized. His instincts lead the attack to be unpredictable, well guarded, and extremely aggressive. However, he was limited much like before. But that didn't matter to the beast not even considering the situation as he pounced at his new meal.

[Warehouses]
Pyro charged at the girl with darkness, and then used his flying capabilities to jump behind her. While above her, he fired 8 more corrupt bullets. He drew his sword and changed again.

Beast form

Flames of the Saberfang

Pyro spun around to try to attack the opponent from multiple angles. While still mid-air, pyro slashed at kyo with his sword, attempting to slash straight through her with the kairoseki blade. Blurry in the darkness and then disguised by his flames, it was unlikely she could tell it was kairoseki-coated and that could give him an edge.

Lancelot and Gawain watched in silent horror at their captain's powerlessness against the now much stronger foe. Argis's plan helped him to reduce the damage of it all, using his deflecting type strikes to control his momentum. The impact still took its toll. He had assumed jack would be stronger, but this was a big jump. Argis looked at the damage he sustained. Mostly just basic impact damage. But he had done no damage to jack at all. And he had failed to damage his wing. He wasn't sure how to win, but he wasn't about to go and die. Argis rolled away from jack, using a combination of his skill, speed, strength, and agility to propel himself away from jack, right within earshot of his son.

"Hey kid, you know him as good as I so right? So what do you think? How much has he changed? What do you think he'll do?"

Argis knew the kid would not have the experience or intellect to tell Argis everything he needed to know, but it might give Argis information that could help him survive.

Argis: 150HP


Pyro
4000/5000
135/135
1/15

Dagon
3750/5000
115/115
2/15

Discord saw this ass-hole darkness zombie completely destroy this high ranking marine sending the said marine flying into the air with him, and throwing him into the ground. Discord knew he would be fight an opponent he had very little hope in winning alone but he knew he would most likely have a allie the Marine fucker so Discord knew he would have some help in this battle as much as he hated having  to work with a ass-hat marien. But he knew he had to do something soon because just thinking about this battle was giving him very mixed emotions of joy he was going to be fighting someone and pissed off ness of having to work with a marien. He came up with a plan as he was making a sixth tendril and moving a bit aways for an injured sandman. He could not think of any way of hurting him directly without him dying so he did what he thought would be his best bet on hurting him would be to not hurt him directly much but to create a distraction for the people much stronger then him. So Discord put his trust into hoping that the other people fighting this bastard would use it to at least weaken him but just to be to be safe Discord would send one tendril at the fucker the six tendril he had made as he was coming up with this plan. Sending five of his tendrils of Darkness at the ground around the undead fucker to create a plume of dust and sending his sixth tendril right at where the undead fucker was at making sure that this one tendrils was going as fast as it possibly could right at the undead fucker. Discord hoped this would be a good enough distraction for the other people in this fight to get some hits on the undead darkness fucker.

"Inside there mind"
something was happening in the mind of the Ribbon user Cole was still fast asleep in there mind and nothing was changing as he was starting to give off a slight glow and thing were starting to glow around him to Something was happening because Discord was finally joining the fight!

Posts Left for the Hanged Man: 6
XP:15/15 Level up!!
HP:120/120

[Void]


Derge watched as Desais tried to protect him with his winged gear. It didn't help whatsoever; the gravity was still crushing him from every direction possible. Derge sighed as shook his head, all that Desais had managed to do was waste valuable energy. He was able to move in the void but that didn't seem to be enough to accomplish anything. The only thing Desais did from Derge's standpoint was weaken himself; making himself more susceptible to the pressures currently crushing them. Derge wondered if he went into his gear if he'd be able to combine his and Desais' speed to overwhelm the void somehow. It seemed too farfetched and thus Derge dropped it without even mentioning it to Desais. Derge wondered if his other technique would be of any use, the one he just recently mastered. Closing his eyes Derge released all of his tension and worries becoming lighter and less solid. It was working; the gravity had little effect on him while he was intangible.


[Warehouse]


-Kyōkihime-

Distracted by the ramblings of her own mind Kyo didn't even pay attention to the foe she had just decided to fight. A fiery ball fell from above hitting her shoulder causing her to tip to her right. As she began to fall she saw the rest coming. If all of them hit her, she'd be dead. "Coat" The blackness on her hand spread up and across her body. The explosions resulting from the fireballs created a smoke screen that engulfed Kyo entirely. As the dust began to settle Pyro was already behind her, his sword swinging for the kill. The black substance on her skin clung to the blade, pulling in; it and the fire it was engulfed in. The coating of darkness around her hand pulled back revealing her skin. New darkness formed around her palm and began spiraling. Kyo slowly reached out with the spiraling darkness towards Pyro. "Come let me show you why I'll be the one to kill you." Kyo said in a maniacal tone. If the spiraling darkness touched Pyro he would lose his devil fruit abilities along with being suck on her hand. In order to escape the spiraling darkness once it’s touched, Pyro would need strength and speed double Hime’s fruit mastery; while pulling the sword away would require speed and strength greater than her devil fruit mastery.

-Iken-

Iken's blade collided with the powerful shell like attack causing it to shatter and explode. The resulting explosion threw Iken back a ways doing only minor damage. Turning his blade downwards, Iken stabbed it into the roof to stop himself. He pulled the blade from the ground and readied himself for whatever Mikenlo had planned for him with all of the chains and orbs. Iken raised his hand to wipe away the blood from under his nose caused by the concussive force from the explosion. Even if Mikenlo was stronger, Iken was at least holding his own; the thought gave Iken some hope.

Using his observation haki Iken timed his counter against the dark pound technique of his foe. "Twin Marionette - First Stance Slide Counter" The attack hit Iken's blades sliding to the side with the aid of the shape of the blades and his own physical prowess. Iken was forced back by the sheer force of his foe once again. He took minimal damage from the recoil the attack caused when it hit his blades. Pushing forward using the positioning his slide technique placed the foe in, Iken went at Mikenlo from Mikenlo's right side. "Twin Marionette - Second Stance Double Kenpachi" Iken charged in on the foe slicing at him 18 times with each sword in a single second. He aimed for the foe's upper body attempting to break off the layers of armor the man created. "Twin Marionette - Final Stance Blood Reign" After his wild hack and slash attack Iken reared his swords back and drove them at Mikenlo's neck, just under the jaw; aiming to slice open the carotid artery on either side.


[Ground]


-Barton-

Barton thrust his large palm forward towards the one coming foe. The strike went straight up the middle in between the random strikes from Dagon. He used his superior strength combined with his agility to spin into the thrust creating more power behind it. The technique was aimed for the fishman's chest in order to stop his oncoming assault as well as give Barton an opportunity to try and grab on to his foe. Barton spun around attempting to pull Dagon in to Bruce's line of fire.

-Bruce-

Using Dagon's attack as a distraction Bruce charged in to use one of his most powerful techniques. Bruce leaped into the air when he got close to his prey, rearing back his arm. "Water Palm" The technique was unique to fishman karate allowing the user to double the damage done by strength by manipulating the fluid in the body of his foe. The initial damage would be equal to the user’s skill and strength that would combine with concussive type damage from the manipulation of the foe's bodily fluids.

Barton: 202/230



Iken:
8/15
215/230 HP
5500/6000 Calories

Derge:
2/15
107/135 HP

Bruce:
8/15
60/105 HP

Kyōkihime:
6/15
41/105

[Darkness]

Desais suddenly started to realize that he wasn't protecting Derge from this pressure but in fact hindering himself as well as Derge. This world or whatever it was constantly was crushing them. Desais's bones constantly had to strengthen to keep up with the pressure. His skin felt like it was starting to turn to mush from the pressure. He wasn't sure what to do. They needed to get out of wherever they were, but how. Desais couldn't think of a single thing on what to do.

Instead he sent his wings out and tried to grab at anything he could. He wanted to tear a hole through the darkness and maybe get out. It was probably not that smart to do but what else was he supposed to do? The next moment he started spewing out bone dust in the hopes to be able to utilize it to hopefully break open more holes or something. It seemed very sporadic of him and it was. Nothing frustrated him more than to be trapped in a cage, useless and barred away from everything else.

[Warehouse]

When Argis rolled away, Jack stood his ground staring at him with his large grin. "Oh? Not going to attack back to prevent my attack? That's a bit new. What you afraid I'll destroy you?" Jack laughed as he reformed his hand and clenched it tight. Jack noticed tendrils come right at him but go down towards his feet midway causing the plume of dust to go up. Jack's smile went away as he wiped the dust away. With his speed, agility, and perception he grabbed onto the 6th tendril and pulled it hard hoping the person that shot them out would come right at him. Then he lifted his clenched fist and slammed it into the assailant with that same speed and added strength. "Sigh, people need to learn to leave us "buddies" to have our battle in peace." Jack said as he waited for Argis to make his move. He wanted to let this fight go on for as long as he could, for he thoroughly enjoyed it.

Kiddo looked at Argis and then back towards Jack. His mind went through anything and everything he could think of that would help them win the fight. A whole lot of nothing appeared. The only memories he had were of Jack torturing him and barking orders from his room. Then a small seemingly insignificant memory popped up. With as much strength as he could muster, he decided to speak to this ally. "The watch, he wouldn't let it go for anything. It reminds him of the life he once loved. A peaceful time for him. He still clenches on to the past. Whatever that may be, he seems to miss it. He'd let no one such as touch that watch." Kiddo said as he coughed up some more blood. He hoped something as small as that helped. It didn't matter how to him, but maybe it will finally allow Jack to be destroyed forever.

11/15

Posts until First Gear Ends: 2

Desais HP: 70/215

Endurance: 20/40

J.J. Kiddo HP: 90/170

Jack HP: 230/230

[Sky]
Mikenlo was hanging on a chain. When his attack failed, he grabbed onto a chain like a monkey. He started laughing loudly.

"What will you do swordsman? I'm invincible here!"

As he spoke the man began gathered his bearings he tried to attack Dark Pound, but was impressively deflected, slicing two layers of his armor. Mikenlo shook off the broken portion while molding replacements in the same motion. The swordsman would not get the best of him though. With half of the remaining eclipse duration gone, he had to take advantage of every move he had. Mikenlo whipped the chain he was on with his strength and skill, and then used the gravitation effect of the orbs to accelerate the movements of the chains. Mikenlo pulled himself via moving chains, moving at speeds so fast that if it hadn't been for the chains constantly adjusting to his position, he would be invisible in the sky to all without superhuman perception or an special sense. Someone with 60% total intelligence could track his movements via the chains if thy could see them (40%) or otherwise perceive them (30%). A victim trapped inside with skill greater than 60% could compensate for lack of intelligence for the skill of using the chains as their own tool, with a minimum of 30% in one intelligence stat. Despite his speed, many unnecessary moves had to be made in order to keep momentum in the cage with his limited agility. While this decreased the frequency of his attacks, it did offer the consolatory prize of make him much harder to hit, as his moves where extremely sporadic very fast, maybe half the speed of a bullet or perhaps just an edge more than half (500+%). However, he knew when he DID strike, it would be easy to detect. With that in mind he had to be careful. He drew his staff once more, and coated it once again into a strong battle axe. While constantly shifting his position away from the swordsman's attacks, he began the shift the chains into an attacking formation.

Citadel Keep

Mikenlo had designed the pattern of a spiral overlapping itself around iken with the chains, diving randomly in and away, twisted over other chains in jumbles of such complicated messes, that mikenlo only knew the order because he memorized it. If he did not already know it, not even he would be able to trace its paths without dropping his guard to do so (176%). He pulled the trigger chain. Suddenly the chains were whipping around as a result of the pattern mikenlo had designed, pulling him just in and out of range of iken's position, while changing directions enough to make escaping the spiral dangerous. Mikenlo's attack would be slightly predictable in that his strategy of being unpredictable was in a way predictable to the intelligent mind (75+%) and anyone with decent skill and experience (50% skill, 40% intelligence, level 15) could figure out the general pattern and and therefor how to deflect/evade a majority of the powerful blows. Someone of greater capability may be able to reduce the damage even further, but Mikenlo had not the intelligence nor experience using his technique to know for himself the extent of power it would take. Few had done it, and the few who had were very different foes.

[Warehouses]

Pyro was beginning to feel fear. No not fear, but self preservation. His desire to defeat the woman before him was slowly being tainted by her darkness. She had only been hit with one attack. If he had been more direct he might have already won. But the tides were changing quickly. He could feel his rumble ball begin to fade away. But he couldn't give up. Pyro's resolve transformed his desires into pure emotion, pure anger, and pure hate. In this moment, he would be capable of almost anything. The moment as he changed into his beast form and did the only thing his instincts told him to do. He yelled as he pushed the blade, trying to push it through the darkness. Suddenly the area was getting hotter, and brighter. He started to feel the pain as his efforts tore the muscle in his body apart, but he could not relent or give up. He had to engorge his power even if it meant his death. Suddenly, moving the sword that had almost sunk completely through seemed almost effortless. Almost. He didn't even notice the darkness she had sent at him as he whooshed by it moments before it made its mark. His sword, freed from the darkness, cut into the ground, like butter and created flames in the crevices. He had put almost everything he had into that action. His instincts told him to run. His hatred told him to kill her. His memory of Argis's teachings told him to regroup with Argis and strike her down with aid. But he didn't know what to do. But he had to get some distance before he got himself killed at the least.

Flames of Dragonbane

He jumped with all of his combined strength and agility, pouncing like a beast toward the little-harmed warehouse 4, which happened to be the mid point between argis and dante. The giant fire wave was only to cover up the instant he moved, doing as argis had instructed by covering his tracks.

Argis realized what he had to do. He had to take his watch back. Her watch back. Memories flooded his eyes, reminding him of the carnage Argis had wrought by his mistakes concerning Jack. For just an instant, guilt and pity overcame him, before his resolve and powerful hatred ignited from his pain. Despite his mistakes, Jack had gone too far, far beyond simple mistakes. Argis had to take responsibility. Jack had taken Argis's revenge from him. Jack took responsibility before. But that prevented Argis from doing so himself. He would not let the opportunity go to waste. He saw the newcomer. The perfect distraction.

"Kid, boost my jump with your strongest kick."

Argis cured into a ball and propelled himself toward's kiddo's feet at a modest, almost slow speed. This would give the kid enough time to get it just right. Once he jumped, he would slice upward, attempting to cut off jack's arm, knowing it would be deflected and that his position left him wide open to a powerful kick, he shoved his sheathe forward as a maneuver. It was so swift and close-range that Jack even now wouldn't be able to react. As jack retaliated against argis, argis would reduce the damage of jack's attack with his "Sage Art: Qui Quong Force", which uses his own body to catch the attack and reverberate it through his arms, which would propel argis into another spinning barrage like before while simultaneously breaking jack's grip from the ribbon. Argis then used his spinning attack as a mode of transport rather than a weapon, propelling himself towards the ribbon user flying towards the two seasoned warriors. Argis sliced the loose parts of the ribbons he detected apart, then slowed himself in the same instant. He caught the pirated and slammed him and himself into the ground roughly. It did no real damage, but the two would still feel worn down. Argis picked himself up off the ground, not taking his eyes off jack, preparing for the likely pursuit and exploitation of their distraction.

"Get up, you're going to help me kill this fucker and to do that you need to do what I say. Why? Because I am a Captain. I am smarter than you, and I already killed this guy once today. And if you don't do as I say he will kill you. If you die I can kill him, but the plan isn't decoy. But that is entirely up to you. Understood?"

Argis pulled the pirate to his feet and forced him to run with him toward the warehouse before letting go of his hand and signaling to follow him. Given having just saved his life, and his power of charisma, the pirate's will would likely be bent towards obeying him. Argis was banking on his obedience for his victory. Because he was bluffing before. If he died, he only had a 60% chance of killing jack in retaliation. He probably couldn't kill jack in his state anyway. Only grievously injure at first, which made decoy risky to both of them.

[Tunnels]
Dagon reacted as any creature like him would. When barton attempted to grab him, he used his comparatively fair strength with his far superior agility to evade the attack; his tail allowed him to press into a roll. But like any creature, he dd not want to give up. Though Barton failed to inflict any damage between the armor and dagon's maneuver, he did manage to get within grabbing range of dagon. Dagon was spun around without any control of his own actions.

Dagon in his rage focused only on barton, even ignoring his own failure to harm Barton in his instinctual barrage. His frustration boiled over as he roared his great roar, instinctively using his fishman karate to fire his water cannon attack. Dagon gathered the water around and inside him to his throat and propelled it with all his strength and skill. He had no rhyme or reason to it. But suddenly, Bruce's attack hit Dagon. Dagon felt the water in his body accelerate as it lurched point blank at the large marine's chest. The cannonball was no longer a mere cannonball. With it's increased velocity, it could only be described as an anti-material round... not that Dagon could identify it at that moment. It would only be later that he recognized exactly what happened. The attack had increased beyond the magnitude it should have. Whether it hit barton or hit the wall, the tunnel would begin to crack and maybe begin to cave in, even kairoseki reinforced as it was. If it did, it would be felt above them as well. Dagon was beginning to feel tired and worn his body. Bruces attack ignored his armor to some degree, though reduced by dagon's attack, essentially hitting dagon square on.

Pyro
2000/5000
135/135
3/15

Dagon
3750/5000
45/110
4/15

As Discord landed with a distinct 'Thud' as the Marien save him from a mistake that would of most likely have killed him and he would not die without killing that bastard that made Cole kill himself. He would have most likely said thanks to anyone else that would have saved him but to a marine he would just add it up to knowing that he needed him for something from him Discord thought as he got up looking at the man who just saved him. But as Discord  heard what the marine said he knew that he need to help him no matter how much this made him want to vomit in his own mouth. "Fine," Discord said in a disgusted tone of voice "But just to let you know the only reason i am working with an ass-hat marien like yourself is that I know my limits and as much as it pains me to say this," Discord paused "what is the plan Ass-hat becuase right now I have none and since you know this guy and you said you have already killed him once today so what is the plan to put this fucker back into the ground." He said detaching the old Tendrils of Death and Making 6 new one since the old one could be dangerous if he kept them out around the Zombie thing all of them completely hardened to the strength of Steel and sharpened to Sword sharpness. Discord now staring at Zombie thing waiting for a plan from the ass-hat marine With a twisted smile now knowing that he would be able to fucking wreak this Zombie up with the help of the ass-hat Marien.

"Inside their Head"
The Whole realm was shaking from discord Growth into a full main personality instead of a Just half of a personality he was becoming more and more balanced. And Cole was tossing and turning in the bed being restless getting back into a second main personality not knowing what he is doing as ribbons with that seem to be made out of light it self start to attaching themselves all over the realm pulsating good emotions into discord in order to finish both of these mental transformations into the "new being" that they are becoming. One where Discord and Cole would share be the main Personality.

Posts Left for the Hanged Man: 5
XP:3/15
HP:120/120

[Warehouse Roof]


-Iken-

Iken's eyes widened when he saw the chains begin their spiraling decent all around him. They were moving so fast his eyes weren't really able to keep up with them. He could tell there was a pattern of some kind that they were obeying; likely set into motion by their master. If any one strike were to make its mark, it would undoubtedly kill the swordsman. Iken had to block or evade the strikes; which even if he had a complete understanding of the pattern the chains were following, would be difficult. Even his saving grace, his mantra; that he had been using to avoid certain death so far wouldn't completely save him. Iken gripped his swords tightly trying to fight the sweat forming in his palms.

("Do not fear child, for I am with you." said a voice heard only by one.) "Who are you?" ("You who have survived the death curses of my children have proven yourself worthy to serve me." called out the voice ignoring the question.) "I survived a lot in my time. You'll have to be a little more specific about which parts." Iken replied. ("For a dead servant won't do me any good, will it?") "Hmm I suppose not." he said falling for the lull of the voice of the mysterious woman. (If you wish for my power, I shall bequeath my it upon you; bath you in my might." the voice said in a tempting tone.) "I want your power...I want the power to stop him and save everyone. I need the power or everyone will just end up dying again." he pleaded with seemingly the air around him. ("For a small offering my power is yours." replied the voice.) "I'll do anything to save my brothers, please." Iken screamed into the darkness around him. ("Hehhh all I ask for is a ports worth of wine, vinegar, and honey. Of course you may not mention why you need these items to anyone no matter the consequence. Break this agreement and you face the divine retribution of the wrath of night.") "Understood." Iken muttered feeling Mikenlo closing in on him.

Iken's black blade seemed to dissolve into the hand that held it when it combined with the shadow of its wielder. In its place a sword of equal proportion and shape made from an ethereal darkness appeared. The new blade was as durable but at the same time it was as light as the air itself. Iken's hair was slowly bleached until it was pure white. A set of black wings growing from his back caused his jacket to bulge out. A dark mist formed around Iken and his seastone blade, spiraling around him like it was sentient; with a mother’s instinct to protect. Iken had little to fear as the attack from his foe had been slown down to something that would be mere child’s play to block or avoid by the time it had broken through the mist of night surrounding him. He could see everything, not just see it but he could understand it. The chain and the pattern, even if he couldn't see it clearly; he had a good idea of where and when it and the old man would be.

"Puppet Master - First Stage Counter Strike" Iken used his new blade of night to block his foe's oncoming attack, likely slashing right through it with the immense power of night boosting him and his techniques. 110% skill +40% strength +100% night slash. If the sword sliced through Mikenlo's attack and struck him; the blade would cancel out his devil fruit powers upon contact. Iken let go of the blade physically but left the mist around it as he went into the second stage of his attack. " Kenpachi Needle" With 110% in skill Iken would be able to stab at his foe roughly, 181 times in a single second. The power for each strike would be skill + strength + the 100% night boost. It's safe to say if his foe didn't avoid the technique in almost its entirety, he'd be like a bug on a windshield at 80mph.

The direction of Iken's attack shifted last second, away from his foe and towards his creations. The powerful strikes were aimed at the chains and orbs that the old man had created. Iken shattered the dark chains that caged him, breaking them into pieces too fast for them to reform around him. Using his newly formed wings, Iken glided down towards Pyro and Kyōkihime; ignoring Mikenlo. It was as if he was silently saying that the feeble old man was no longer a threat worthy of acknowledging. “Come back next time with a better host, maybe not one that’s a feeble old man. Or is that all you can handle?” Iken said mocking the denizen that was behind Mikenlo’s power. Iken closed his eyes and waited for his foe’s response to his taunts


-Kyōkihime-

Kyōkihime watched as the sword slide through her darkness and carve a chunk out of the roof top and setting it ablaze all in the same moment. If the marine had been any more skilled of a swordsman that chunk would have likely have been taken out of her instead. All of the sudden the marine took off leaping like some wild animal over to another roof. He used his flames to try and create a barrier so she wouldn't follow. Kyo really had no way of following so that didn't really faze her, however she was annoyed that her prey was trying to free itself from her grasp. Her strong desire to destroy anything that could potentially harm her was stronger than the orders she had received. The man's blade was able to escape, if it was able to escape her grasp then perhaps it could cut through her darkness as well.

"Yami Vacuum"

The darkness that covered her body moved down towards her hands leaving only them covered. A form of darkness appeared between Pyro and herself. A form that began spinning until it formed a twister of darkness that pulled in the air that then in turn pulled at everything. The vacuum technique created would pull in everything at a rate of just over half the user's devil fruit power. Any living beings would need at least 43 strength and speed to break free or 42.5 in both to resist the pull.

"Don't leave me. Don't you want to be reunited with that other marine?" Kyo said with a dark cackle.


[Void]

Derge watched in his ethereal form as Desais writhed in pain from the intense force slowly crushing them. He could do little to nothing for him. At least that's what Derge kept trying to tell himself. There were things he could try to do but he had no idea if it would work or not. To do anything, Derge would have to return to his regular form and start taking damage once again. As he watched; the longer it went on, the less certain Derge became about his decision. Maybe if Derge went into his gear and boosted Desais' speed with his own he would be able to break free? Then again Derge's whole greater force concept was a rough theory at best.

"Desais is it? Are you aware of who you are, why Iken keeps you around? You are a member of our clan, Mizuki, likely a descendant of a traitor who abandoned the island. You're...only half Mizuki though. I can feel it in your blood. Your blood is the same as mine. I doubt even Iken know this, but you're definitely the son of my father; yet another...traitor." Derge said with gritted teeth. He wasn't sure if he should love or hate Desais for all of this. He was his brother, however his existence only served to prove his father betrayed more than just the village.

[Ground]

Barton was completely dumbstruck when the superhuman attack hit him square in the chest. Even with his incredible endurance the technique did incredible damage. The sphere of water propelled him into the reinforced walls with such ferocity that it caused the system of tunnels to collapse in the immediate area. The large marine spewed blood and vomit from his mouth before the area was buried by the debris from the collapsing tunnels. The attack had likely damaged Barton's lungs, collapsing at least one of them which would in turn make breathing rather difficult. If Barton even survived the tons of debris from the cave in.

Bruce was shocked at what had just happened, and honestly didn't really understand what had actually happened. Something with his attack boosting another on accident or something? Bruce shook his head to regain his composure as the tunnel began to crumble. The fishman rushed away, he ran towards the spot where the fight had started. "Water Scimitar" Bruce formed water over his hands before launching the two blades at large chunks of cement that were about to fall upon the body of the little girl. The water blades caused the chunks to break a part into much smaller pieces. Using his own body, Bruce blocked the smaller rocks from hitting the girl. Unfortunately, Bruce's attacks were more than powerful enough to cleave right through the debris. The blades hit the slowly disintegrating ceiling, causing it to break a part much quicker. A pile of seastone reinforced rock dropped onto Bruce and the little girl he had tried to protect. Due to the tunnel collapse combined with the strain that the battle above had dished out the warehouses above the caved-in tunnels began to bow. Two more turns until complete structural failure of warehouses 1-15.

[Headquarters - Research Facility]

Two large, simultaneous explosions rocked the entire island causing the unstable ground to collapse immediately. The warehouses that were around the battle and the ones that the battle had been taking place on, all broke a part as if some massive earthquake had ripped them asunder. The heat and light radiated from the two directions, even the massive eclipse was overshadowed by the output from the explosions. Several kilometers of land had been immediately disintegrated with more of it being destroyed by the following shockwaves. The combination of the two massive explosions with the network of tunnels and the channel running through the middle of the island caused an unintended consequence; the man made island was starting to split in half. Cracks in the divider walls formed allowing water to slowly push its way through. Rather than the wall being lowered, like planned; the first wall would have a critical failure in two turns causing the middle section be engulfed by a devastating wave of water. With in another hour (4-6 posts) the final wall would also fail, leveling the upper area of the marine compound. +70% damage to anyone in the tunnels +40% to any one on the affected roofs.




Barton: 112/230



Iken:
10/15
215/230 HP
5500/6000 Calories

Derge:
4/15
107/135 HP

Bruce: Unconscious
10/15
5/110 HP

Kyōkihime: Unconscious
8/15
1/110

[Warehouse]

Kiddo saw Argis jump and knew he had to help him at. Holding the pain in, Kiddo spun him self around and launched a kick up at Argis's feet so as to send him flying. Kiddo couldn't help but to scream out in pain as Argis flew towards Jack. The pain shot from his legs and up through his body, causing him to again collapse on the ground. It has been awhile since he felt such immense pain. Kiddo decided it'd be best to just lay there for a moment.

Jack knew that Argis would feel the need to save this kid. It didn't surprise him as he saw Argis launch towards him and slice his arm off. A wide grin stretched from ear to ear as the muscles from his detached arm, reatched and formed a hammer. Jack sent the hammer towards Argis with his speed, agility, and strength. Jack then made his other apendages more like an octopus at Argis with its speed, agility, and strength. They constantly lashed out at Argis causing dust, and debris to fly into the air. Jack knew he didn't land majority of the hits on Argis as he felt him leave the area. The apendages retracted and Jack rushed using his wings to where they had gone.

Flying above the warehouse Jack and the kid had went to, he looked down and sighed. "Come on Argis, I figured you'd play harder than this." Jack mocked as he formed razer like blades up and down his arms and legs. The next moment, with his sword clenched in his right hand, he spiraled and hurled himself throughtout the whole building. Smashing through the walls and pillars, as he aimed at everything and anything within. Rocks and rubble getting torn to shreads in his path as his blade cut through them like butter. Even as the building began to fall apart, Jack continued his onslaught "Kyahahahahaha! Let's see what you do now, old friend!" Jack cackled

Kiddo breathed heavily as he then got back up on his feet and continued his walk towards where Jack was. "I won't get there in time at this rate." Kiddo said as began tearing at clothing and armor from the fallen bodies around him. Slowly he began to mend his broken bones and covering his body with pieces of cloth and metal. He did this to hopefully lessen the pain he felt as he moved. Carefully tightening parts of his body so as the pain to dull. Then, he began a sprint with all his speed and agility towards the warehouse where Argis and Cole were at. "This time, I'll do something about this." Kiddo said reasuring himself.

[Darkness]

Desais constantly felt the pressure destroy him as he could do nothing but wait for his inevitable demise. With the bit of his strength he had while in his gear, Desais began to form the bones within his body around his vitale organs. This way, at least, he will be able to stay alive from whatever will happen to him. He hoped to keep alive, no matter what form he would take. His skin may degrade, but he will keep living on. It was a very painful process, but he felt it needed to be done.

The bones in his body covered his brain, heart, lungs, liver, intestines, and every organ within his body. Including his veins. While the gravity slammed against the rest of his body, his bones would keep remending and healing thanks to his devil fruit. Desais screamed with agony and then everything went silent. His screaming dulled into a moan. He still felt bits of pain, but not as much as he felt before. Desais turned and looked at Derge as he spun his tale. It shocked Desais to hear that this man, standing before him, was his brother. So much was thrown at him at once. He didn't know whether to be happy or to feel hatred towards his father for leaving him and his mother. He felt the need to hit Derge, but knew he could do nothing. Not at the stage he was in. Instead his eyes simply closed, and Desais went into a comma like state. Still capable of controlling his Devil Fruit, he flew in the same position he was always in.


14/15

Posts until First Gear Ends: 1

Desais HP: -10/215

Endurance: 20/40

J.J. Kiddo HP: 90/170

Jack HP: 230/230

[Sky]
Mikenlo was genuinely surprised when the swordsman sliced his axe. The staff it was formed on remained untouched but now he had no weapon. Except the chains. But something was different. The space around the man seemed... suffocating. As he contemplated the nature of this power that ultimately destroyed his chains, causing Mikenlo himself to be launched into the air away from his foe. He created two small orbs of darksteel and threw them spinning rapidly into iken's attack. This maneuver was limited, as the spheres would not fully deflect any of the strikes, but they would keep the range limited so that the blades wouldn't reach him. Without any moment of decision or warning Erebus took control. Using his broken chains he redirected himself into the ground just inside of iken's sight.

"Ah, how long has it been, my dear Mistress? One year? Or has it been a millenia? Regardless, it has been too long. It seems we are opposing sides for this war. How quaint. Will we now answer the age old question of who is more powerful? Or shall we let our champions represent our power? As always, you may επιλέξετε Ἀχλύς σας."


[Warehouses]
Pyro's rumble ball had worn off. He was only in his hybrid form. He calmed himself. DO WHAT ARGIS WOULD DO he thought. First he focused his vision. The light from the flames surrounding his body allowed him to do what the others could not: see unhindered by the darkness. His sight, however better in quality, wasn't as sharp as several others such as argis. Pyro changed his arm into a wing and waved it, launching a small orb of his fire directly at the oncoming girl who had seemed to have begun creating a pull between them. He knew his healing fire would not do well at harming her. But her powers of darkness, that was something completely different. Maybe, just maybe his healing fire did something to it like it did other dark-natured targets. Such as the mummy assassin's from the second crossing of the calm belt. His healing fires had destroyed them upon impact. Why wouldn't it affect darkness? He wasn't the brightest despite his memory; he couldn't really think of a solid answer. So he did what he thought argis would: tear the waters and see what happens. Worst case scenario, he begins being pulled and flies away. Suddenly the earth gave way and he leaped out towards argis, gliding away from the crumbling warehouse. What was going in?

Argis ran as quickly as he could manage, but he was at a severe disadvantage. He needed a diversion. A decoy. But it couldn't be him. Not yet. He had to tell the new guy what to do without Jack knowing. But Jack was an experienced hunter. Only new prey could distract him long enough for him to explain and deliberate the plan. This would be the perfect time for pyro to swoop to his rescue. Argis didn't care about playing fair one on one. He wanted Jack to burn in hell and he wanted to see him suffer before he did. That's all that mattered. No one could suffer the scourge he was a minute longer if he had the choice to stop him. He had to kill him for good. That's when he noticed a glimmer in the distance, almost like a flash of lightning. This drew his attention away from the sidestepping and rolling away from the debris and attacks Jack barraged him with. Then it came to him. Pyro could be utilized. He'd just have to taunt jack and they'd be golden. He cut the ground in into special patterns and utilized all his physical ability to create explosions all around him, creating a massive cloud of dirt to plume through the debris, allowing him to evade jack and run towards pyro almost safely, dragging his temporary ally with him. That's when he saw he didn't even need pyro, as he saw kiddo dashing towards them.

[Tunnels]
Dagon instinctively attack and move through the debris with his fairly large agility and strength, coupled with his exceptionally sharp claws. The rubble might have hurt him, but between the armor and the pressure resistance all fishman had, he was almost comfortable. Almost. Primal dagon didn't like being unable to move. He dug through the debris, passing a heat signature on his way up. Two if them actually. The man was no where to be found. But as typical of such situations, dagon wouldn't even realize it until he came out of his rage; nor would he realize digging his own tunnel would give bruce a path to climb out himself, as a much smaller scale cave in occurred, opening tunnel further and freeing bruce from the collapsed cement, stone, and kairoseki wires. Dagon crawled up until he saw he could dig anymore. when he reached the top, he looked around quickly. He had just come between a marine, a pirate, and some maniac made from flesh-putty. Well almost. He was still well hidden within the warehouses at the time. And he was so tired. He didn't think of anything else as he passed out.

Argis: 150HP

Pyro
2000/5000
135/135
5/15

Dagon
3750/5000
45/110
6/15

"Insider Their Mind"
The entire realm that is there mind the room was shaking and bit by bit it got worst and worst until it was shaking like an incredibly powerful earthquake. Things where fly every where, but Cole was still in the same place that he was when it had started, only because of the ribbons that were feeding good emotions into Discord were unmovable and kept him in place then all of the sudden the realm just stopped. Nothing was moving, nothing made a sound then the realm glowed and burnt orange hue and then everything except cole and the ribbons vanished and reformed into Cole a bigger and more improved version of Cole's old bedroom from the inn he use to help run with his mom. A Hardwood floor with walls made from the same type of wood that was made from of what seemed to be a darker type olk tree. The room is a changing room the wall moving to fit what is needed of the current occupants of the realms will. The bed was still there cole still hanging from the ribbons above it the frame now being made out of the same type of wood as the floor and walls still but with an orange Blanket and pure white unstainable mattress. All of the ribbon that were sending the last bits of the needed positive emotions into Discord being retracted back into Cole and he fell onto his new bed without disturbing anything or moving the blanket a centimeter. But this did not translate to Cole as he woke to a sudden start understanding everything that had happened and that was and the first word that came out of his mouth were "WHAT THE FUCK just happened!!!".

Real World
As Discord was starting to get up and run from being dragged against his will he heard a voice a voice he thought had died as he quickly thought in the way Cole would hear it 'Cole is that you and if so HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU ALIVE AND NEVER EVER DO THAT AGAIN I THOUGHT I HAD LOST YOU FUCKING ASS HOLE!?' Discord though as he start to tear up tears of joy as he was not alone he had Cole again COLE WAS Alive. Cole quickly responded telling discord that the fruit had given Discord his own personality, consciousness, and even his own emotions now he was now his own person and Cole was still his person own being with his own personality, consciousness, and emotions. Basicly now they were 2 whole people sharing a body. Discord was dumbstruck with this knowledge, but he did not have time to ponder it he was in battle and running while being pulled away from the undead fucker but to much to his displeasure by the asshat marine captain who he had to work with in order to kill this asshole. But know with an even greater will to live and a new drive to live his own life with Cole by his side.... metaphorical of course he was in there head.

Posts Left for the Hanged Man: 4
XP: 6/15
HP:120/120

Iken waited for his foe to take the bait so he could finally strike a blow that would end the slug fest of a fight between the two. Unfortunately for Iken the opposite of what he thought was going to happen, happened. The foe's inner demon took over his body and guiding himself down to the ground with in Iken's range of sight. "Damn it." Iken muttered under his breath. He watched, uncertain of what the hell was really going on. When the dark demon spoke to Iken, he was taken back by the monsters words. Iken looked around to see if Erebus was talking to someone else near him only to see and sense no extra presences than usual. "What the hell are you....?" he uttered before being cut off. All of the sudden Iken began to descend to the ground. As he slowly went down the wings in his back receded and the mist around his body formed a throne invisible to most. He landed with an incredible finesse that wasn't known to the powerful pirate. Furthermore the pirate's white hair grew longer and turned pure black; matching the wings that had been recently retracted. Rather than aiding Iken and boosting his power the goddess residing in his shadow had taken control using her superior intellect to control the mind of the pirate.

"The time that has spent a part is irrelevant, for it is the time spent together that is the true measure of a relationships worth. However I suppose that last time we met was during the last coming of Eden; an event that seems to be fast approaching once more. Alas your eagerness to settle things comes at such an inopportune time. I've searched for over a thousand years looking for a suitable host. This is the third that has not succumbed to my curses and obtained approval from the children. There is a fourth; however he seems like a candidate more suitable for you, than what's within my tastes. If we fought now it would only sully the victory for me as you're not at full power." Nyx said with a playful grin. Nyx knew full well that neither of them were at full power, they simply hadn't been allowed the time to fully awaken; not to mention the host the Nyx was possessing hadn't been fully acclimated to taste yet. Iken was barbaric and physical, while she preferred skilled and intelligent. “I rented my power to the warrior in hopes of speaking with you before we meet again for we; maybe enemies in a not so distant future. I know not if the host’s we currently possess are the ones chosen but we have both been promised by the fates a perfect host when that time comes. Regardless of the outcome my mists night shall forever more create darkness for you to inhabit.” Nyx said with a faint whisper.


The oncoming fireball was taken in by the dark vortex causing the technique of spinning darkness to collapse. Kyo's eyes widened at the sight of yet another ability being able to trump her, it was infuriating. "Son of a bitch, more of this bullshit. Ultimate fruit my ass." the fiery woman muttered. She began to walk forward toward Pyro when two large explosions went off. The young government agents head spun around in surprise. She glared at the twin towers of fire, burning in the direction from the research facility and the headquarters. Kyo was certain that it must have been some undercover government agents posing as marines. It was annoying that they sent others and didn't bother telling her about it. "Of course they didn't. It's not like they're right most of the time anyway." she whined. As she turned to once again peruse Pyro the aftershocks from the explosions caused the building she was on to shake violently. Kyo fell as the building beneath her feat crumbled. Falling into the debris of the building knocked Kyo unconscious. Blood trickled from Kyo's hairline down her forehead and seeped into her eyebrow.


Bruce's body covered the girl, however the two of them were now buried and what’s more; Bruce was unconscious. Labored breaths from Bruce slowly escaped his compressed chest as he laid under all of the debris that had fallen on them. The rubble around them began to shift as something or someone around them began to dig through the rubble. A hole large enough for Bruce to crawl through opened up just to his right side. It wasn't until water began to seep up through the hole that Bruce was finally awoken. Bruce looked around trying to make heads or tails of what was happening. He felt the girl’s body under him, it was almost completely covered by the rising water. Slowly and painfully, Bruce forced his way through the rubble while holding on to the little human child. Bruce floated in the water letting the girl rest upon his chest above the water.

Water began rising causing the once empty tunnels to flood and overflow. The debris and areas of collapsed tunnels made the water only rise faster as it leaked from the levy. It wasn't long before even the ground level began to flood. It wasn't much water, but even several inches of water showing up all of the sudden would make most devil fruit users nervous.