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[Impossible]

As Impo lay atop his floating dragon skull, he felt something moving through his energy sensory, something that wasn't Luke or the crazy woman. Thinking that it was an unknown attacker, some third party looking to exploit their weakened forms, Impo twitched his fingers, manipulating the bony head in the process. He and his ride quickly moved away from the ground, flying higher in the sky. He scanned the ground below, but his eyes revealed nothing but the darkened city below them, no matter how hard he looked.

His face showed his confusion, along with his hair, which began to glow with shades of yellow, blending in poorly with its normal white and... why did he feel like he was forgetting something? "Ding dong, I know you can hear me~." Ah, right. Her... The insanely strong psycho woman, still probably pissed about trying to blow her up. Lovely, how could he forget her. He shot Luke a look. "Luke, be careful, something new is hiding in the shadows. I can't see it, so be careful." He warned, not able to give more detail about the matter.

Regardless of that third party, the gravitational pressure that this chick was putting off was too much for Impo to handle for very long. If he couldn't end this fight quickly, she'd kill him from that alone. Luke was probably in the same boat. His colors faded into grey. He was afraid of death, and fighting this woman could very well cost him his life. Still, he wasn't about to let this woman keep killing people. He had to fight her. Luckily, the three orbs he had thrown at her earlier had gone ignored, just as he had hoped. No, hoped was the wrong word for it. It was more like he had been praying she'd not notice them.

The orbs hadn't been meant to hit the woman. If they had distracted her, all the batter, but that wasn't their intended purpose. The orbs were meant to help Impo position himself in case of emergency. Two of the orbs were currently embedded in the street, just as intended. The third was still flying away. His last resort, that's what that one was, incase he couldn't handle what this sing-song slasher could dish out. Speaking of who, she was currently doing something that he could only guess was an attack.

A spear, or something long and pointy, was floating above her, poised to attack the two of them. He wasn't sure how she'd attack or who, but he knew he had the best chance of dodging. "Run or support me, your call." He told him. And before Luke could respond, he'd find himself in front of the remains of the place he called work. Impo's fingers moved, and his skull floated higher, above where her lance-thing could reach. He was about thirty feet above the building, yet he could still feel the pressure this girl was giving off.

And she was still singing. Despite that, Impo gave her a dull look. "Hide and seek is boring, how about laser tag?" Even with the words he spoke, he sounded unconfident, regardless of trying to sound sure of himself. He had two sets of eyes on her, from both he had the dragon. Neither set of eyes liked what they saw. "You can use your toy gun, and I'll use my giant flying magic dragon skull." He patted said skull as the dragon's mouth opened up, and fired a cero. "Two heads are better than one after all." The failure moved his fingers about, as the skull few around in the sky in a figure eight at a speed of 800, focusing a laser stream right on her, if only to make himself a harder target. The cero moved at a speed of 800, while the flood balls were hard-pressed to follow him, lagging behind ever so slightly.

Elemental shift: 3/4
Flood movement: 20
Skull Slayer Cero: 125
Resisting Grav pressure x2: 600
Total reiatsu remaining: 995/2250

[Deleted]

Everything was going wrong. Everything that could go wrong was going wrong. Why the hell was all this shit happening. It was as if the universe decided that on this night, of all nights, to take a huge steamy shit right on Luke's head. Impossible called out to Luke, surprising him by stating he could sense something hiding in the shadows. He could...sense Jäger even when Luke couldn't sense him? The Bount even felt a ping of surprise from his Doll. Jäger wasn't expecting someone to ever be able to detect him, and Luke could feel that this caused some annoyance in the Doll. Jäger stop! Luke shouted mentally, trying to get the Doll to just slow down and listen. He wasn't going to just let the shadowy bastard cripple Impo so Luke could get away. Luke wouldn't stand for that at all.

"Stop being such an idiot. This is do or die. This isn't a game. No do overs, Luke. You don't even like this kid that much, so why the hell do you even care? Like come on." Jäger tried to argue, which added even more fuel to the fire. What the fuck does it matter how much I like him!? That shit saved my life not once, not twice, but three times now! You may not understand common fucking decency you fucking animal, but maybe get it through your thick skull that we owe him. Luke argued back, as Alicia had begun to sing. But Luke was so wrapped up in his mental argument he failed to notice it. "Pft, that sentimentality is going to get us both killed. Just let me handle it and you'll see I was right."

No. No, this was enough. Luke had had enough of this. Grinding his jaws together and clenching his fingers into fists, Luke felt it snap. He felt something inside him, like a chain, snap. STOP! Luke shouted mentally, yet it felt as though he had shouted it out loud with how loud it was. It carried a weight, power, authority behind it that caused Jäger to actually stop. Listen to me, you smut minded disgusting hateful loudmouthed annoying cock munching annoying useless shit headed fucking abomination. You live in my body! You are my summon, my Doll, and you will follow my orders! I tell you to jump you jump! I tell you to attack you attack. Because so help me god, I will let that bitch gut me JUST to fucking spite you! I am your god damn master! You want to start a street fight with me you'll be surprised by how ugly it fucking gets!

Jäger was quiet. But, despite being silent, Luke became aware of a shift in attitude. Like what he said had an effect on the disobedient Doll. Regardless, it wasn't like time had stopped or anything during that argument. The sound of her screaming arrow finally knocked him back into reality, causing him to look up to see that monstrosity hurtling itself towards him. Gasping, Luke tried to make a jump across the roof to get away but...well he didn't react in time. He felt his foot singe from the explosion, and was suddenly consumed into the darkness of the office building he fell into. Letting out a pained yell, Luke winced and looked down at his left leg to see the damage. His pants leg had been incinerated away, and his skin had been burnt.

He was sore from falling, and found he did more than just get his leg burnt. Why was his head hurting so much? Reaching up and feeling around the right side of his head, he felt something warm in his hair. He had good vision, so pulling his hand away revealed the blood in his hand. When he fell into the building he had split his head alongside the edge of a desk. Wincing, Luke pushed himself to get away from the hole in the roof. He hurt. God damn did he hurt. But being surrounded by all this darkness... Are we on the same page? Luke asked, finding a wall by a door to lean against. "Well looks like you found some balls, and got fucked pretty hard by it. What choice I got now?" Luke couldn't help but smirk. He could hear Impossible's attacks and shouting from within the office. But, hopefully, Impossible wouldn't do anything rash. So, Luke decided to do something dumb. "Im...Impossible! Just get out of here! Don't come in here, just run!"

Remaining Reiatsu: 1925 / 3000
-600 for two posts of Spiritual Pressure resisting

[Alicia Maine]

"Shit." That was the initial thought at least. She didn't know what to expect after taking in the full view of the mess she was getting into, she had to think. Well that whole notion went out the window went she attacked. First a pussy, then a guy who changes colors, and now a fucking dragon has come onto the scene. Okay, now things are getting more and more interesting by the minute. Sadly for her the pain of the burns across her body were beginning to take their toll. The tingling surges of discomfort and numbing that was layered all over her was a pisser to deal with. Her reaction timing was going to be off, especially with the damn dragon being faster than herself. Damn cunt, Alicia couldn't keep track of its individual motions, but the reiatsu that it gave off was something entirely different.

She could have turned her arrow to intercept the oncoming Cero, at least if she wasn't a bit on the burnt side. While her injury was manageable, the annoyance that it gave her was similar to that of walking around with a full body sunburn. That damn burn hurt. But at the same time, it made her feel all the more alive. For that reason she couldn't stop laughing. She couldn't stop her herself from smiling even as the Cero came at her. Pft, annoying. At least it was until her body became ensnared by reiatsu. Red. Fluidly at first, then solidifying at the next moment. Alicia was in a position in which she couldn't move herself or her attack in time to intercept the oncoming blow, so, she had to resort with using "it."

Both body and Cero collided with one another. Alicia's entire body was swept into the hazy light show that the stupid dragon let loose. The only thing about it was that it didn't hurt. The pressure hurt though. Naturally, the impact pushed her body off course, like being hit by a vending machine. And given her body's condition, it only made her wince in pain all the more. Hell, she screamed. But, when the light faded into the night sky Alicia came to land heavily on the roof top. The only difference about the woman was that her body had been altered. No, not altered, but covered. A release that only took but a second to trigger and lapse over the Quincy's body. The woman had been encased in a hardened blood armor.

The armor itself is weaved with the girl's reiatsu, formulating a strand of artificial blood that replicated itself over and over again to create the armor on her. It didn't do so every second, only when the girl offered more reiatsu to recreate the armor. But, as it stands the woman took on an insidious. A toothy helm that arched towards the back, four spines that came out from her backside, talons that dripped the same red material that her armor was made up of, and bottoms that were sharp as blades from the sides and boots. This was Alicia's main line of defense as it covered her entire body from head to toe. This was the form that was steaming from the intense heat of the dragon's Cero, standing on the roof top watching the soaring dragon above. (-500)(-250 Freak type)

The bloody figure remained, steaming, unharmed, the difference between their strengths was clear. Her gaze was fixated on the pair above her, keeping her focus on them at least until the voice of the other man came from down under. He wanted the other color changing man to run for it. Now that would be something if the man could do something about it, but with a dragon flying about, he would be difficult to miss. She wanted more fun, more excitement. She lance was something that she didn't need at this point in time, so she had it vanish, dissipating into the air that filled Karakura. What she wanted, was to strangle these people with her bare hands. Err, claws.

Both her Blood Beast and Lovey-Dovey Gun had been sealed up, leaving only the Blood Fountain to take their place. She cackled at the sight of the grand show over head as another Cero came down. The difference between their classes and strength in reiatsu was too clear, but, Alicia was using her physical strength to power through the raging beam. That was a bad call. Her body was pushed down into the building, each layer of flooring giving in to the pure force of the dragon's attack. Plus, more than likely it tore the building apart. She wondered if the other man, Luke, would be caught in the midst of the raging explosion. Still, despite the force of the attack, her armor remained intact. However, her burns were not doing her any favors in this battle. Beneath the layer of armor she could feel her skin tearing. Blisters and tender skin ripping apart from their original skin tone.

Now that hurt like a bitch, but the dizzy sensation of being forced down several floors over took her. Alicia remembered the abuse. Being held down, forced by all the male staff members, drugged, raped. Every second of it was coming back to her. All the pain and innocence lost. Alicia became more of a Hollow than the damn monsters themselves. She felt nothing in her heart despite the pain. She felt nothing. No sadness, no fear, nothing. Alicia was but a shell of who she was. But the pain, the pain is what she remembers clearly. It was all she remembers. And that pain, that pain was what she wanted to inflict onto others. She didn't have any path to take, but the one that sought out a purpose. There was no God. If there was, then he would have saved her instead of sending a damn messenger.

He would have prevented her parents from doing those things to her. He could have prevented all of it, and yet, he did nothing! Some God. Some Emperor. Rather than making her pissed, she laughed. Alicia laughed at it all. The Vandenreich had some major issues if they were believing that their Emperor was some sort of God. They so full of it just as much as the Shinigami. And people called her insane. No, it was the world that was insane. If anything, she was the most sane person in the entire world. "All you fuckers.... Believe in some God........ Some Emperor. Tooth fairies and warm wishes. Don't make me laugh..... I've been burned.... I've been ravaged who knows how many times....... Pinned... Strangled... Tortured... Drugged... Broken and pieced back together...... You think that this is going to do me IN!" Alicia was so happy, or something. What was happiness anymore.

Was happiness just another made up idea or dream? She didn't know. It was just...... funny. The Quincy laughed. All of it was hilarious that she could have just puked it all up like biscuits and gravy. She shoved the rubble away from her. Her skin cried out. Her body was battered and bruised, but still functioning. What she wanted.... was.... "IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?!"

Remaining reiatsu: 500/1340 ; -250 Freak Type, -500 Class 2 Release.

Properties active; 1/3

[Impossible]

Impo watched with two sets of eyes as the cero collided with the woman, obscuring her from his sights. He was still getting used to the dizzying effect that came with having more than one set of eyes. "Oh... Oh s#*t, I f#%king hit her? Really?" He said to himself in surprise, clearly not expecting to hit the woman. Impo paused to himself for a second, wondering why exactly why he wasn't expecting the laser to do anything. "...I really need to stop listening to Kitai, he's turning me into a pessimist." Still, at least he managed to hit her directly this time!

...So why could he still hear her laughing?

He could feel something through his energy senses. The woman's power... it was growing. It was starting to become blinding, almost painful to 'look' at even. What oh earth was this lunatic thinking? He grit his teeth in anger, not liking how upscale this battle was becoming. He knew he was already going to be getting in some major trouble for the broken buildings, but with whatever this chick was upto, he wasn't sure he could put her down without breaking a few more. He wasn't sure he could beat her at all, but he hoped that this was a desperate attempt to keep herself in the fight.

He watched as the smoke from his attack cleared. The murderer was different, completely red. He looked closer. No, she was covered in something, something that let her survive his attack. That or she's an alien. "I win laser tag by the way!" He called down to her. Impo was getting tired. He was very, very tired. He was using so much energy to keep himself from dying to the gravitational pressure, and now he had a headache from spinning around in a figure eight on a dragon head that didn't have any seatbelts. It was a small miracle he didn't fly off into the distance.

Though, maybe that would have been better. Then he wouldn't have to deal with this woman. "Nice armor! It makes you look like a real 'Knight-mare'! It's a real 'Bloody' shame I don't have a camera, but I guess getting a good shot of you would be in 'vein'. I should stop being 'O negative'. Maybe everyone would like 'A positive' Impossible." He fired off puns rapid fire. He didn't know how other people felt about them, but he was having fun making them. They lightened the mood, or his mood at least. He'd have to get a second opinion on that.

Speaking of Luke, he couldn't see him. His energy sensory was blinded from the sheer power his armored opponent was putting out, so he wasn't able to sense him that way. He thought he moved him with his fullbring, but he could see that Luke wasn't where he had wanted him to be. That brought about a flare of annoyance, manifesting as a few red patches on his mostly greyed skin. Why was he bothering to help this guy anyway? He's done nothing for him, and this is probably the third time Impo's gone out of his way to help him.

He thought about leaving the supposed human to his fate. It certainly crossed his mind more than once. Still, he couldn't do it. Every time he thought about it, a wave of guilt flooded him. He couldn't stand the thought of letting someone die when he could probably prevent it. Especially with someone he knew. He knew he was being stupid. His instincts screamed for him to run, to not fight this blood-soaked killer, to let Luke deal with the consequences of his actions. It was an overwhelming sensation, to defy the animal part of your mind.

Fear was what kept you alive. Fear was what let you know to be cautious. To lose that makes you weaker as a being. those who forget fear will die to another who still know it. Living without fear makes one arrogant and foolish. BUT SCREW THAT! This chick thought she could start killing people while HE WAS AROUND?! He didn't think so! So Impo flew down to the building, riding on his stupidly fast dragon head like some suicidal moron! He hopped off the thing, standing in front of Luke, with leer in his eye. The dragon flew around her, so Impo was on the opposite side of it.

"Wow, dragons are the only way to travel." He said, more to himself than to the fallen woman. His right hand was currently pointed at her, while the dragon charged up another cero, holding it, but not firing yet. "So, I guess this means there's ar'more to you than 'meats' the eye." He said. "And yep! That's the best I've got. Must seem like a 'hollow' victory for ya, huh?" He needed Luke to say something, ANYTHING, and he could move him out of there. As long as Luke didn't gab him, he'd be in the clear. His flood required Impo to be able to perceive his targets before he could actually move them.

Three flood-balls flew into the room, with all of them moving to touch Impo. "Still, I'm sure 'failure' seems, 'Impossible' with that fancy armor, so, how about telling me who and what you are?" While he didn't need to know who this woman was, since he had seen a fair amount of her powers, it would have been preferable to have the information for a more accurate report. That and he needed to see if Luke had ANYTHING AT ALL to help him with, because blasting her with two ceros was all he had. He'd let the woman speak, if she decided to be helpful, but the moment she started moving towards him, be it with a hado #1 sho if she used a movement ability, or just cero'ing her.

Elemental shift: 4/4
Resisting Grav pressure: 300
Total reiatsu remaining: 695/2250

[Deleted]

What the hell was that? Even amongst the pain Luke's energy sensory was still picking up on everything happening. He could feel the overwhelming powers of Impossible and their enemy. Two bright lights over head. Compared to his own dimming light. He found his teeth grinding together as he slowly realized just how weak he was. He began cursing his own weakness. He cursed his useless to help Impossible. But most important of all was that he was cursing Alicia. Damn her...damn her to hell.. Everything had gone wrong tonight because of her. All Luke did was help someone she'd been chasing. He'd said something that triggered some horrible trauma for her, and now Impossible had gotten involved. But Luke couldn't spend all night ranting about how bad things had gotten when they were about to get so much worse.

Pressure. There was an intense increase in pressure and power coming from Alicia. Her power was growing!? How much fucking stronger could she get?? Jäger? Can you see up there? The hell's happening? Luke questioned mentally, removing his hand from the bleeding wound on his head. Silence was his response. Growing irritated Luke questioned again, but when Jäger replied Luke understood why he'd been quiet. "This bitch...this fucking bitch! This cum slut has armor!?" The fact that Jäger sounded distressed and pissed was what caused Luke's own confidence to hit rock bottom. The hell do you mean Jäger?? Luke shot back, his own eyes widening as he began to fully understand just how much more power Alicia had than them.

"Oh crap! Move!!" Jäger suddenly shouted, before suddenly Luke felt himself shoved by something through the doorway he was in front of and into a hallway of the building, right before an explosion devistated the room he'd just been in. What was that? Had that been Impossible or Alicia? Pushing himself back to his feet, he watched as the thing that pushed him, Jäger, quickly sunk back into the shadows to remain hidden once again. Jäger just what the hell do you mean she's got armor now? Luke asked, wincing when he put weight on his damaged foot. "Literally what I just said. Cum guzzler suddenly covered herself in somethin that looked like blood and whamo, she's got a full suit of armor." The Doll explained.

"And before you ask another stupid question, it means we're fucked. I can't get my claws in her while she's wearing a that BDSM skinsuit." Jäger explained to a still confused Luke. But what if we- He began to protest, before suddenly a magnified version of the Dolls voice exploded into his head. "No there is literally no plan B here. You have nothing to hurt her, and the only thing I can do just got fucked." Jäger screamed, causing Luke to pause and realize just how bad this situation had gotten. Just at that moment was when Impossible rode in on his dragon, causing Luke to blink. "Impo.." Luke commented, right before the Failure went into his puns game.

Impossible was still wanting to fight, but didn't he understand the gravity of this situation? Grinding his teeth together, Luke was about to say something when he heard the sirens. While earlier Luke had made the threat that he had called the cops, and it was a lie, all the destruction that Impossible and Alicia were causing caused quite a stir with the nearby people. Sure enough they called every emergency service available, since, well, it seemed that a grocery store and a building across the street just randomly exploded. Luke recognized a couple of the sirens, being able to pick apart cops, firefighters, and even ambulances. Shit. Things were going to get crowded if they didn't do something. "Impossible...we need to go." Luke wanted to stay.

He wanted to stay and fight this woman. He wanted to take her down, beat her down, make her pay for what she'd done. But he couldn't. For so many reasons he couldn't. The big one? No, the biggest REASONS. Were that Luke was weak. He was weak and afraid. He couldn't do a thing against this woman. And at some point Impossible should have realized he himself couldn't do a thing either. Luke hated it. He was getting those feelings again. The guilt. It was eating at his stomach. Knowing that the only way to survive was to run. Alicia was just like that Hollow. She was that monster all over again. He didn't want to leave Impossible, he wanted to stay and fight. But he couldn't. If what Jäger said was true there was nothing he could do.

Impossible would hear the explosion behind him, from where Luke used a Spirit Wave to blow a hole in the wall. "The cops are coming. We...can get out of here if they manage to distract her, Impossible." Luke told the Failure as he turned to face the hole in the wall he made. "If you're going to stay and fight man, good luck...I can't do anything to help against her. Neither of us can. Take this chance to run." Luke warned Impossible. The Failure might not have understood what Luke meant by "neither of us", but it didn't refer to Impossible at all. Alicia was busy screaming. She was busy ranting about gods and what she'd been through, giving Luke, an Impossible time, to get the hell out if they wanted.

With Alicias laughter and taunt ringing in his ears, Luke use Movement to escape the building, leaving Impossible to make his own decision. Movement after Movement. That was the plan. Keep god damn going until he couldn't move any more. It didn't matter how far he went, it didn't matter where he ended up, just so that he was away from her. Damn it...damn it...damn it damn it damn it damnitdamnitdamnitdamnit! Luke screamed in his head, guilt eating him up inside as he kept going and going, hoping that this was the end of this nightmare as he sped through the streets and roofs of Karakura. "So long as you live, dumbass, what the hell does it matter?"

[Alicia Maine]

She could hear the screaming out in the distance. The sounds of thumping alarms and sirens ringing out from the distance slowly closing in on them. More and more attention was being drawn towards them with all the rack'it that been going on. Well, more thanks to the idiot with the dragon. Cuz of him, there has been more and more destruction going on than needed be. First there was the grocery store, and now this building. Poor bastards who had to clean up the mess that this guy was causing, cuz she ain't gonna be the one to do the duty. All Alicia had going on was hunting down a runaway Quincy. Never did she expect to find another person who'd get involve with her little mission. Then came the idiot who decided to "help" the runaway, then another idiot of the first idiot decided to come into the fray. And with their combined idiocy managed to wreck everything here. Geez, so far for subtly.

The Police would pin the scenario on being terrorists or some mad bomber. Hell if she'd be the one who would be blamed if she stood around for much longer. Not only that, but if they did see her face, then it'd make it all the more difficult to come back and mingle with the people. If that did happen, it would only make her job all the more harder if she did have to return. For crying out loud. Still, she had to deal with the idiot with the pet dragon first. As cool as it was he was pretty fucking stupid. Comparing their strengths he was outmatched in every sense of the word. Not only that, but she only just begun utilizing her abilities to the fullest. Besides that, with her Blood Fountain active, much of their attacks wouldn't do squat against her if they were not strong enough. Bruise and beaten, but nothing that a good night's sleep wouldn't heal up. "Still, I'm sure 'failure' seems, 'Impossible' with that fancy armor, so, how about telling me who and what you are?"

"My name? Hmmm, it has been a while since I actually gave my name away to someone, including that of a stranger. How about you buy me dinner first and then I'll consider it." Just as bubbly as she was insane, Alicia cackled softly beneath her toothy helm. Very much so like a child who was so amused by an object considered a "plaything." She was enjoying herself, considering that she already took down her target, and ran into some new and interesting people. So the whole mission turned out to be rather exciting. At least up until the first idiot ran off. Her terms of sensory were much more superior than the average Quincy, and from what she could tell that the first man used her monologuing to escape. The other's little pet had been charging the same attack as before, yet refused to release it. Hmmm, "Hehehe, how about this, you run away with my name, and I'll consider leaving this place alone. It wouldn't be fun at all if I can't come back here again." That was a fact. But then, there was the second option.

As drained of reiatsu as she was, Alicia was more than confident in being able to replenish herself, considering that the man that stood before her was pouring reiatsu out the wazooo. "Or we can go for option two; and by that meaning that you use that little power of yours, possibly kill a lot of people, and then I'd have to kill everyone else here to make sure they don't see me. So, what do you say since I've already done what I came here for anywho, heeheehehe?" And then there was that option. The choice in leaving the place in peace before they went even more ape on the place. Qutie frankly, it didn't matter to her one way or the other. What did matter was if the man chose to stay, then it'd give her some incentive to beat him down and take him with her back to the Empire. Who knows what kinda of things the people would do to someone like him? And possibly, she would get more recognized for it too.

If Impo did leave in peace, then she would leave as well. Nothing more boring than someone not wanting to fight, let alone it leaving her with a sense of nothingness. It'd kill the entire mood. But if he chose to keep fighting, then it'd at least give her something to do, and stretch out a bit more. Thus far her targets have been on the limp side of things, but maybe with him, there would be some more effort needed. So it was a good change of pace really. Really, it was all up the man now. Licking her lips beneath her helm, she waited for the man decide. But, he had to hurry. The sirens were getting louder by the second, and so was the twitching feeling in her hands in the rush of wanting more action.

[Impossible]

Impo gave her a look. He knew that he had little energy left, all thanks to this witchy woman. Her power was bearing down on him constantly, and he was sure that he'd drop soon. The sound of sirens approaching, making his skin gray in fear. Impo knew that this psycho would kill them if given the chance. She'd probably laugh at their misery, as she tore them to pieces. He couldn't leave them to their deaths, he'd rather kill her and go down fighting. His skin started to gray further, even changing his hair to the fearful color.

He could feel himself shake. He leveled the monster with a cold glare. It was the best he could manage. If he made it out of this, then he'd be changing his fighting style, because he did NOT like getting so close to insane murders. Just before he cold fire a cero from his skull slayer and his hand, se started talking. At this point, her voice was like a knife running along his neck, for how much he appreciated hearing it. His mind was telling him to blast her and run, but he couldn't with how drained he was.

"Hehehe, how about this, you run away with my name, and I'll consider leaving this place alone. It wouldn't be fun at all if I can't come back here again." His eyes widened, and yellow spots appeared all over him. She was giving him an out. She was giving him an out!? She was winning, so then why... was... was she as drained as he was? He couldn't tell with that armor on, so it might just be over thinking this, but maybe she was. It was so hard to predict the mentally unstable with their mood swings, but she had been throwing around some high level attacks.

It was a good deal... He couldn't fight any longer anyway, so if he were smart, he'd shut up and leave, especially after she threatened to kill any witnesses. Oh how he hated this woman, making him choose like this. After a moment, he simply slouched, sighing with a mix of frustration and relief. "Fine, you win. No more death today." He told her. "But I won't forgive this, or forget it." With those parting words, Impo used his flood to disappear from the area. He'd reappear a few miles away, to where his other flood ball had traveled, before turning back into his regular flood. "I'm never fighting that close again...." He told himself tiredly, walking off as his skull slayer faded away.

[☾ Aevus | Umbra ☽]

470 TP, given to Luke

520 TP + 100 for winning, given to Alicia

300 TP, given to Impossible