To Draw Closer to the Goal {Rampage, DP, R, Open}

[Adrastos]

The hunger was there. It was always there. The King of Beasts could never escape the constant hunger that drove him to seek out others to feed upon. Always lurking from the depths of his soul, the constant growling beneath the layers of consciousness, Adrastos sought out to feed. And yet, it wasn't like before. The tyrant lizard roamed the wastes of the White Desert. Before, his mind fogged, driving him with a tenacity that he wasn't familiar with. The same tenacity that drove him to fight that unknown Shinigami; the one who wielded the large buster like sword. A familiar weapon that he once wielded during his days of old. No longer did he possess such a form or a power. A power that he long forgotten. But now, now was his present strength. A strength that was driven by relentless hunger and impatience. Those he was very familiar with.

It wasn't like before. He faced the woman in white garbs, the one who wielded ice, and the other, the buster wielder; one of the two he faced numerous of times. Their last encounter was different. It sparked him to push further into his own mind, into his own spirit. Before, he would normally feed without further thoughts involved. Just like any other beast like him. Clawing, munching, tearing apart those that he saw in front of him in order to feed. It didn't matter who or what they were, just to eat. But now was different. Now, the beast had been able to think. A sense of something that he never had before in his time of relentless feeding. A sense of pride.

When doing so, he didn't really think. Adrastos had been acting on instinct alone rather than thought. Thinking back on it now gave him a sense of disgust. A disgusting thought of slaying foes who are weaker? No, that wasn't it. This revolved around the thought of not having control over his own actions. His body instinctively desiring to feed on others. It became a driving force of itself. A force that pushed and screamed at Adrastos. The Adjuchas didn't like that. It didn't want anything to impede his own thoughts. It felt as if he wasn't in control of himself. That thought angered him very much. A thought that drove him to what he does now.

For that reason, into the World of the Living, Adrastos began to feed once again. Not on those that didn't fight. There was no sense of pride in destroying weak targets. Nope. What Adrastos sought out were those that were armed, ready to fight, ready to die. The Hollows that lingered around were the first that the beast sought out. Another Adjuchas, like itself, Adrastos bit into. That creature desired the life of human child. Strong as the child was it wouldn't be something that Adrastos took interest in. He made sure that he was the one that struck first. Removing the Adjuchas' head wasn't difficult, as it's own instincts took over, as it was did for him.

The rival Hollow squirmed restlessly for the first few minutes before dying. The taste of iron in its blood was more than similar. Yet, all the more alluring. It was a taste that filled his mouth for days, awaiting for the next body to be devoured. It drove him all the more. He wanted more, more. His thoughts were becoming blurred as they did once before. Adrastos recognized that his own drive to seek out stronger souls was becoming powerful. Like ecstasy, it sent his body into a sense of euphoria. Sheer pleasure surged throughout the Hollow's body, yearning for more. A sense in which only a Hollow can only feel.

As such, he followed this sense. A feeling that his more primal nature could only know of, and make an understanding of. Another Hollow came into sight, this one fleeing, or it seemed to be chasing. A single human, rushing toward the darker alleys of the business district. This Hollow was following the human into the darkness, vanishing into one of the buildings. Adrastos followed. Adrastos' spiritual body allowed it to pass through physical objects in the human world. Underground? The Hollow was following the human underground? Loud noises began to emerge from within its depths. Vehicles of some sort. The humans used these things to move much quicker from location to location.

Further and further down into the Earth, Adrastos chased the Hollow down until it entered into a large opening. The noise was indeed loud. Greater than it was before. The vehicles he saw went around, following a track. Humans cheering, dancing, with lights blurring. Adrastos had never seen something like this before. A gathering of some sort that the Adjuchas did not recognize. Nonetheless, it gave pursuit to the Hollow from before. Adrastos did not sway in his conviction in finding the beast. It wouldn't be long until he saw it. Creeping up behind the human, slowly drawing its fangs as it's sexless lips peeled back to reveal its jawline.

Cranking it's jaw open, the Adjuchas lowered itself over the human, slowly closing the mouth as if to keep its presence unknown. But Adrastos wouldn't. No. This was his prey. A beast unto another beast, the Adjuchas lunged forward to snap the Hollow from its readied stance. The creature screamed. Gurgling the red fluids that spewed from its mouth and onto those that lingered around it. They felt it. Some of them heard it. Looking to see what had spilled unto them, the humans looked up to see the Tyrant Lizard snapping the Hollow off its feet and into the air. The powerful jaws of the Adjuchas slowly crushed the Hollow's insides, forcing them into a new shape that would fit into Adrastos' throat. The gnashing of bones and muscle spilled raw material of the Hollow onto those that were shocked by the sight. Shortly, the humans cried out and ran.

His head wailed back and forth as its talons clawed at the slightly limping body. The Hollow slowly gave itself to the shadows of its afterlife. Lifting up the white tent that covered most of its body, Adrastos feed on the Hollow within the ocean of screams. Humans and other spiritually aware beings fled their underground gathering, as those that were meant to protect them gathered to ward off the feeding Adjuchas. Adrastos turned to them, prepared to fight, as he was born to do.


Devoured 2 Class 4 Adjuchas

[Adrastos]

Conditions:

This thread is open to any class, with exception of Class 0, to participate in. Higher classes than 3, 2 may be present at the same time. At class 3 or below, a maximum 4 in total can participate at once. Adrastos will act out after 24 real time hours. When an RP character makes a post, then Adrastos will post after every 48 hours. In order to keep the thread moving quickly, so points can be gathered soon as possible. This will continue in repetition so please do keep this in mind. Should Adrastos post, after the 48 hrs, and the other participants have not yet, then it will result with consequences when engaged. Thanks.

[Adrastos]

The humans scurried away from the area. Each one of them trampling on top of the other. A wonderful sense of combat was of midst the air. A familiar scent of death filled the deep narrow nostrils of the Tyrant Lizard, as his belly inflated with the rich meat of his haul. It wouldn't be much as the beast was use to, yet it gave him the energy that was necessary to push forward. Directing himself in a new way, Adrastos turned to escape the harrowing depths of the underground race track. The cavern was well enough for him to move around freely without hindrance, though with the amount of humans that were moving about beneath his feet made it a problem. To add on, there were a few others that did not flee, but instead, fought.

Humans who wielded strange weapons began to rise from the crowd. Several of them possessing bows of light, while others wielding garments, or other empowered items. They were not Shinigami, but something different. And unlike being in Soul Society, there were many of these strange humans. A single volley was released, sending a dozen light arrows at the beast's hid. Adrastos scurried out of their line of fire, as the massive tail was brought up to swing about. The sheer size and strength behind the tails swing created a powerful gust; a mixture of earth, wind, and other humans.

Those arrows of light punctured the spaces of flesh between the bone like armor. They stung as if being raided by a swarm of Honey Bees; all the more that came to irritate the beast. That irritation brought the beast's attention onto the attacking group. His eyes narrowed through the dark husks of his mask. Fangs pried open as they sought out who to devour next. The humans scampered about, breaking into several groups to draw his attention away from the fleeing crowds. But it wasn't like that. Adrastos didn't want just any spirit, he wanted those that would fight. Before, the Adjuchas fed on who ever stood in his line of sight, but now, the Adjuchas fed on those who actually fought back. And these humans fought back.

Another barrage was released, each of them targeting the head of the Adjuchas. He snapped back and forth, squirming through the barrage as he utilized the bone marrow that made up his armor to deflect a lot of them. Adrastos charged the small herds of humans, storming through the cavern with unrelenting viciousness. The Hollow's mouth ripped apart as its jaws sought out another spirit to devour. The humans with the special armaments charged, hoping to defend the archers that were about to fire. But they couldn't; not against a beast whose physical strength remained unmatched. While the beast had its muscles tensed as it did, nothing could penetrate or distract the King of Beasts. With that, one of the Fullbringers fell prey to the Hollow.

That Fullbringer pushed the others away from his position, sacrificing himself in insure that the others were not caught by the Adjuchas' fangs. With a single swipe of his jaws, the human was torn into two pieces. They cried out for their fallen comrade, withdrawing for another chance to strike back at the Hollow. A pause stilled the air and all of their movement. That single moment of silence gave everyone a moment to take in what just occurred. Only then could the humans hear the bones gnashing between the Adjuchas teeth. Despite being outnumbered, it was clear that Adrastos had the advantage against the humans. Quincy and Fullbringers. Both working together in order to defend the humans that were still trying to escape the underground race track.

Those that lingered in the club and in the spectator booths scurried about as they try to navigate past the walls and people. None of them mattered, however, a Hollow's hunger continues to grow. Soon, even his pride and warrior spirit wouldn't be able to hold out. It wouldn't be long until he fed on random human souls. Even so, Adrastos wouldn't stop fighting. He'd regain what he once lost to the monster that he became. That same monster that beckoned him to devour and to destroy. The Fullbringers did hesitate to take action. Angered by the loss of their friend, they took the moment that the beast was left distracted to board it. The one area that the Adjuchas couldn't protect, his one blind spot was his back.

Long and wide, his spine column was a hard surface that present many opportunities to grab hold on. Although his arms were much larger than an average Tyrannosaurus Rex, he still could not reach that particular area. That damned area was one section of his body that the Adjuchas could not reach despite his best efforts. For that reason the Beast King had to dump his body down into the ground in order to shake them off. The trio of Fullbringers jammed their weapons into the openings of his armor. Bits and spaces within his armor exposed his soft fleshy muscles, which were not flexing at the time, that were being dug into. He winced, crying out as he shook his body violently side to side to shake them off. That cry was of rage.

A heavy swipe of the Adjuchas' tail broke the foundation that they stood on. The Quincies withdrew to avoid the destructive whip motion. Beneath, the cavern's floor crumbled, kicking up gravel loosely along with the air. "Damn it." One of the female Quincies cried out in frustration as their inability to gain a solid footing grew. And though they sought out to find a better position, the Fullbringers continued their assault on the Hollow. Another dip and the Hollow managed to loosen the grip of one of the Fullbringers. A comrade of his took hold of his hand quickly before slipping off completely. However, the motions of the Hollow continued to dangle the Fullbringer, being unable to lift him back up properly.

Adrastos saw this opening to rid himself of an annoyance. Swinging himself back and forth, on and off the ground, the Fullbringer was slammed against the monster's body again and again until the pair's grip was released. Only then did the Beast King bared his fangs and encased the human within his jaws. Bones sawing back and forth tearing the body apart, all to separate the body and spirit from each other. Another body swallowed into Adrastos, in which added another into his own collection. Adrastos could feel it. His own mind beginning to fade away, being devoured by the hunger that infested his spirit. Adrastos was a Hollow, but it didn't mean that he would stand by and allow himself to be lost to it.


2 Class 5 Fullbringers Eaten.

[Arantima Kawada]

Arantima Stepped through the Senkaimon, The gate that Shinigami use to travel between the world of the living and the Seiretei. The, air was heavy, and it wasn't just his own presence. He looked around the are that he stepped out into and shook his head slightly at himself. He was sent here to Handle a Large disturbance, the problem was he didn't have any energy sensory so he had to rely on the scenery and listening for screaming to deal with the problem. The world of the living was strange.. He did not come here often. But this was a large problem that would require at least a Vice captain level shinigami. And he was one of the only ones currently available to handle the disturbance.

He had left the request open for any lower ranked seated officers to come and assist him and he hoped that someone would answer the call. The way to Follow this would be.. Oh.. oh fuck there went something large. That was  a massive hollow that was traipsing around the world of the living like it was his freaking house, and by all means without the right level of resistance it fucking well was. Well now Arantima was here, and there was going to be a Good level of resistance if he had anything to say about it.  The fight that Arantima was in for was not going to be pleasant, that was for certain.

The Hollow Went off into an alleyway, and Arantima sighed gently. That creature had to be a physical force to be reckoned with, the size alone would make something that large hit like a truck even with a casual swipe of its tail. The Body is  Long and Tall, and Arantima knows that this means danger. The Worry he has now is that The creature will sense him releasing. right now he is.. both strong but weak, Something of an anomaly. The way Arantima had to follow it now was nothing, He could not match it for speed and if he did, if he moved in a way that could keep up he would be caught and when he was caught..  if he was not already released he would die.

He Cursed himself and Rolled his shoulders as he placed his hand on his Blades Hilt to commune. Arantima's Senses went inward, his world opened up within himself and he stood there, bare feet touching cool and still water. He looked out to the horizon of his inner world and sighed gently. He looked down at the water, but instead of sinking below it he just spoke, the words rocking through the world like a thunder-wave. "Tenryu.. I will need your full force for this.. the Fight ahead will not be easy.. No matter how Forceful we are, this creature is the largest Hollow I have seen."

The laugh that rang out through the water like the ringing of a golden bell calmed the Thunderous roar ofArantima's voice. You are learning to trust me finally then hmm? Well Consider this our first test.. If you can survive this encounter we will discuss our connections further and perhaps i can teach you a New Technique. Now go! Dispatch this Hollow. Tenryu growled softly from within his Temple, the growl was not threatening it was hungry. Arantima looks up from his  closed moment and exhales.

He lets go of his blade and Speaks, "Ten no ryū o nigiru ten no ha, Tenryu Satsujin." the blade at his waist suddenly dissipates into golden fire and burns away. Arantima takes in a soft breath at the same time as a large and powerful intake of air is rushed towards him, like the sound just before an implosion goes off. The bang and eruption never occurs, all of Arantima's spiritual pressure has just been absorbed into himself. The body that was normal, on par with an average human is now more toned, ready for battle.

He looks out into the city with a renewed sense of how the world can be perceived, a clarity in his sight and hearing. And That's when he hears the carnage. He had been communing with Tenryu for too long. The time it took him to convince himself to release even before engaging the beast was too long to prevent any more bloodshed and carnage. He looked out and softly exhaled the breath he had been holding. The World had slowed down for him, but not enough to make what happened next matter at all.

He Flash stepped down towards the sounds of Screaming and Roaring that were occurring not too far down below the ground. He Arrived to a Scene of carnage and almost all out war. The Large Hollow was Wreacking havoc around these wea.. Arantima stopped that train of thought, These people were fighting where others would shit themselves and die. He nodded once and smiled before moving his hands and Standing in a simple position, His right hand extended out towards the Hollow Adtrastos the palm of his hand pointed to Arantima's left.

A large shield, almost 14 feet tall and 6 feet wide forming to the right of his hand about 2 feet away. Another sheild forms behind himself, as his left hand moves and rest clasped in a fist behind his back. He Lets out a soft breath and Watches the hollow, how it is moving for a solid thirty seconds. This Beast fought hard, it was quick but not as swift as Arantima was and that was a blessing because this beast looked like it was going to be a tough one to fell, if he could even do so. Arantima Took a Quick gauge of the surroundings, as long as he kept in motion he could keep the beast in his ranges.. But it would be tight.

He Shook his head and pressed the thought of an uncertain victory from his mind, He was the dragon of Heaven, Tenryu Satsujin was not about to allow him to loose to this creature. He had the force of projection, To project his will on the world around him and his will was victory or death! He Takes a Few steps, the shields following his motions perfectly as he moved forward. He Looked at the Creature fiercely and from behind it a Blade forms, the blade itself being nearly 6 and a half feet long with instead of a cross guard there is a wide and hollow portion of the sword.

The sword slashes for the creatures Spinal column with an impressive amount of force (840) and Speed (235). The Formed blade flies without a hand to guide it, soaring simply by it's own volition it seems. The Blade doesn't come around for a second strike, waiting perhaps to see what affect it had on the creature if any at all, or perhaps the creature dodged. the Blade stayed where it rested after the strikes end, but where did the blade come from? Who created it? But more importantly was it tasty?


-200 to Release Shikai

8200/8400 Reaitsu

1/20 posts Of Shikai release

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{Statblock}
Strength - [235] Points - 58 Sealed - 705 Unsealed
Speed - [235] Points - 78 sealed - 235 Unsealed
Spiritual Pressure - [280] Points - 93 Sealed - 840 Unsealed
Reiatsu Strength - [150] Points - 50 Sealed - 150 Unsealed
Dark Aura - [50] Points
Light Aura - [50] Points
Instinct - [150] Points - 50 Sealed - 150 Unsealed
Senses - [150] Points - 50 Sealed - 150 Unsealed
Energy sensory - [0] Points
Healing Expertise - [0] Points

[Adrastos]

Something bothered him. A familiar sensation in which he hadn't felt in years; perhaps even centuries. That sense has never once left him as one who had served along side the Shinigami. For one who held the mantle of responsibility as they once did. Adrastos knew all too well of what was bothering him. A rise in reiatsu, unmistakable by those who once held such a power, would know what it was. Something that couldn't hide even if he tried his best to do so. The Beast King turned to face the direction of such a power. The release of a Zanpakutou. The power of a Shinigami was at work. Beyond those that he faced around him, this power stood out clearly. An adult among children, a fire among torches, this one drew the Tyrant Lizard's attention.

Those among the Quincy and Fullbringers withdrew, using the time to evacuate the many injured as the Adjuchas shifted his gaze to the Shinigami. The light that came from the Shinigami Adrastos saw the forms given. A weapon forged of reiatsu's light. It was powerful. The size didn't compare to the fifteen foot beast, yet it was still a considerable size to inflict harm onto him. Still, the speed was much quicker than that of the Beast King. Doubled perhaps. Yet, speed and such only did so little when a plan wasn't fully developed. A straight forward assault as such would only provide less than sufficient results. The blade was too quick for Adrastos' standards, from what he could see. For that reason, he knew well enough that he wouldn't be able to keep up with it. So.....

*Crash* The blade appeared to have rammed the Adjuchas. Its target struck with immense force that the very impact with the Hollow caused the immediate area around the creature to crumble and erupt into bits and pieces. However, upon closer inspection, Adrastos remained unfazed by the blade of light. Rather than piercing through the Adjuchas, the beast's flexing muscles acted as a natural defense against the blade. Like a sword attempting to pierce Adamantine. The pointed blade of light struck the beast's bare chest, and still, he did not waiver. Much like a bug bite, the impact of the two only pointed out how strong the entity was. But also pointed out another fact; the fact that this Shinigami didn't have the same strength as the beast did. And upon closer inspection of the Shinigami's strength, it seemed he had much more in common with that Rogue that Adrastos fought time and time again.

Did this mean that the Shinigami's spiritual strength was the same as that Rogue? He didn't know that much, but, from what he has learned from his prior engagements with the Shinigami, was that annoying cutback effect. The beast had to tread with caution when engaging direct contact with the human spirit. Nevertheless, what the beast he knew was certain was the fact he was stronger. That fact had been known to him for the longest of time as no one once was capable of matching it. Still, looking at the Shinigami churned a fire that remained lit for the longest of time. That seething hatred for the Shinigami that Adrastos carried with him ever since his departure from Soul Society.

That time was long ago, only lingering images continue to roam in the depths of the Adjuchas' mind. Pulling back on the light blade Adrastos's nails coiled around its edge, grasping it fully in his hands. Then, suddenly, *crack* the blade shattered, cracking under the immense pressure of the Hollow's monstrous strength. From there, the lips peeled back from base of the creature's fangs, moistened from the saliva that dripped from between the large fangs, Adrastos rolled his head back to release that cry of hate. "RRAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!" The cavern shook violently as the beast cried out. The amount of force that supported its power was that of its own physical strength. Lungs forcibly expanded outward before being pushed inside in order to release that fearful cry. That same force was what caused the ground to tremble in fear, rubble of Earth falling from the stone roof over head, and those that continued to flee drop down to their side to shelter their ears. But that wasn't all, as the fear over took their senses seen in their eyes. This was no ordinary Hollow.

"Shini..gami." the beast spouted in frustration before taking a single step further. He galloped forward, his pace hastening towards the black garbed warrior. "DESTROY!" the beast roared. Each step taken towards the Shinigami made the Earth shook violently. With each step taken, caused a small earthquake to occur. The thundering steps of the Adjuchas was testament to his physical prowess. Every step warped the path with deep holes, as the Hollow barreled down towards Arantima. His talons ripped open, exposing the malformed palms. This was what the beast did to transpire fear in his foes. A large 15 foot Hollow with unmatched physical strength barreled at him, leaving behind him the carnage of his strength. What chance did a little Shinigami have against such a beast; the King of Beasts.

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{Stats and Skills}

Strength - 400 *[150%] = [1000]
Speed - 200 [50%] = [ 100]
Spiritual Pressure - 200 [50%] = [100]
Reiatsu Strength - 150 [50%] = [75]
Light Aura - 20
Dark Aura - 80
Instinct - 100
Senses - 200[/50%] = 100
Energy sensory - 50
Healing Expertise - 0

SP Total = 1300


1. Battle Skill - Intimidation - [3]
2. Battle Skill - Pain Tolerance - [3]
3. Mind Skill - Strength of Will - [3]
4. Mind Skill - Battle Focus - [2]
5. Body Skill - Poison Resistance - [2]
6. Mental Skill - Lack of Fear - [2]
7. Utility Skill - Charisma/Leadership - [1]

[Arantima Kawada]

OOC - Adrastos doesnt have the strength required to Break my Sword or shield projections. They require an offensive stat of 1680 to break through by sheer stats in one go, they could be battered through after a couple of strikes, but not in a single blow.



Arantima Watched as His Blade Clanged uselessly off of the Steel-like Hide of the creature and Sneered, his persona was much more haughty and arrogant in this state. His Sword didn't seem to be making much of a dent like it was, but it did get him the attention he wanted, good. He Saw that even if his swords couldn't cut the creature, he still had a few options left to him.. And A Constant Chipping away at his form couldn't be healthy for the beast.  He Swung his left arm in and held his balled fist just below his navel as he settled down into a Cross legged seated position nestled safely within one of his shields now as he hovered in air, like a Taoist legend floating atop a cloud of gold.

He Smirked as the creature barreled towards himself, He was faster than the creature even on his feet but like this he did not have to run. Like he was now he could fly around the field and avoid such a lumbering Great beast, at least until it took down the entire underground area and then they would simply have to go above ground, and make open air their battlefield. He took his right hand and made a palm thrusting motion with it, sending the 12 foot tall Shield flying forward towards the Rampaging beast before he shifted his hand to the right, thrusting out his wrist as if to strike to the side and coming down with a axe like chop. The Sheild turned to its side so that instead of attacking with its full broad face it began to spin like a saw blade.

The Saw blade spin of the shield was meant to come crashing down into the right side of Adrastos, though finding purchase wherever it could. The Shield flying just as fast and with as much force as the sword. Though the shield was considerably larger and had more weight behind it the force of the blow had little difference. As He sent the first shield flying forward he sent himself moving at a safe and constant speed backward from the Hollow before himself, if he could not harm him easily he could at least hope to tire him down, wear him out with the sheer aggression he was showing.

The truth be told he was more than slightly awed by the creature. He knew he was a physical powerhouse, stronger physically than most shinigami or other creatures he had met but this creature was tearing through rock and stone like it was mud on the ground. That was impressive, Almost a bit frightening, but more he was driven by this, something to give him a actual challenge instead of something that drained his ability or straight out overpowered him in every aspect of being. "if you can talk Hollow you can hopefully understand! I am Arantima Aoire! Vice captain of Squad 10 and you will be defeated here and now! Flee if you must but Leave the World of the living!"

He Didn't seem to blink, keeping his eyes on the rampaging Beast of a Hollow, his sword comes back around, trying the underbelly of Adrastos this time, moving swiftly and trying to stab and cut at the underside of this large beast that seems to be coated in steel from all angles. The Shield Recoiling from its spinning assault and moving to stay in between Adrastos and Arantima, a Floating wall of defiance, seeming to bar passage closer to the Hovering Shinigami.

[Adrastos]

OOC: Understood. Thanks for the heads up.


The barreling beast left the sword in the wake of his stampede, as he continued down his path of carnage he saw the Shinigami's power. Light, and more light, probably a dead give away as to what the Shinigami could do. But still, he didn't bother with such knowledge. All he knew that the Shinigami was most likely going to use them to flee from the beast. There were very few that could tackle the beast with their own power. Face to face encounters were something that the beast favored. Not because he was strong. The old Spartan spirit lingered in every inch of the Hollow's body. Every part of him cried out for the times of old, when men bashed their shields against one another, during the time when the name Spartans, the world's strongest warriors, meant something. Even now, that very nature continued to push the Adjuchas to tackle his foes with all his might. Those days he desired to return, regardless if he won or lost.

But now here. Not with foes such as these. The pride of a warrior meant everything to the Adjuchas. For one to be unable to control himself was terrifying. Adrastos had a name, a body in which drew breath for the very sake of dying a beautiful death. For that reason the beast drowned himself in hate and anger. A rage that kept his Hollowified body rampaging throughout the years, only now to fully understand what it was that he desired; freedom. Adrastos once served as a member of the Gotei Thirteen. Proud of his abilities and those of his men, their achievements meant next to nothing, for all that they have earned went back to the Soul Society. Just as he once did for mother Sparta. But now things were different.

The duty that he pledged himself to betrayed him. Those of whom he called brothers betrayed him. He and members of his squad were destroyed one by one. For Adrastos, his pride and sense of duty was destroyed. And that itself turned to hate. The anger that he felt that day drew the Hollow that he would become to the surface. Trapped in that whirpool of betrayal, the man soon became a beast, and one that mirrored his fury. When he resided among the Shinigami, it was a time of order and honor. But now, looking at a man who would seem to fancy himself, all he could think about were those who damned him and his men to death. The treacherous Shinigami that forced him to take up arms against them; in a whole new form, and with a whole new weapon. Rage.

A rage that the Shinigami would understand as he saw the lights came upon him. Spiraling towards him to slick through his flank, the jaws pried open in fury of his Shinigami foe. It's movements were blurred, fanning through the air flawlessly towards him. Drawing in his right arm, the Adjuchas turned to his natural tactic of defense. Flexing and shifting his weight towards the right, the Hollow rammed into the spinning sawing barrier. The impact between the two caused a small shock wave, resulting in the ground to yet again to shutter at it's tremendous force. The creature remained unharmed, leaving only scratches against his shoulder as the barrier slowly came to halt. Just as he did during his time as a Spartan, the Hollowified spirit braced himself to protect his body from harm, using the right side of his body to shield himself.

He bared his teeth from the grinding of his armor against the scarring barrier. The Shinigami... was speaking to him? He was speaking to him, asking him to flee from the world? The Hollow's anger continued to rise. As a Spartan, Adrastos never turned his back and fled against a challenge. The fear of death and self preservation were beaten out of them at a young age. Always for Mother Sparta, always for the glory for one's homeland. But this time there wasn't a home. No duty, home, or specified race to fight for. He had none of them. The only thing that the Beast King to fight for was....... "Com-rades..." he muttered. The only focus he had were that of his fallen comrades, who were denied a beautiful death, and the glory that came with it for their service.

They were denied because they were believed to be traitors. None of them were, and still, they were murdered by the twisted Shinigami. If Adrastos had anything to fight for, it was for their memory. The memories that were made with them and of what they've done for Soul Society. A service that would never be known. What Adrastos fought for was simple. Vengeance. A burning torch continued to rage on for what was done to them, and seeing the Shinigami parade around as if they deserve to wear those uniforms enraged him all the more. Seeing and hearing Arantima withdraw from his position only caused the beast to lose what little sense he had as a human being. The beast took over.

The blade of light returned, thrusting itself from below the Hollow's position. Given it's glowing nature, the beast saw the blade coming a mile away. Immediately, Adrastos reacted to defend himself. Bringing down the light barrier, smashing it against the ground moments before the sword came near the Hollow. The Shinigami was strong in terms of speed and spiritual pressure, yet lacked the necessary planning in utilizing such abilities. The characteristic of his weapons emanating such strong light radiation made it easy to spot them. Such two dimensional tactics would only go so far for the Shinigami if this was the extent of his strength. "Weak..." Another one who couldn't match his strength. Chasing the Shinigami would be pointless as he continued to withdraw from the fight, as such, the Hollow turned to face those humans that were once the nuisance to him.

Slamming his foot into the ground, the cavern rumbled again from the sheer force of the Hollow's strength. The sudden shock of the impact caused the floor to quake, as well as erupting into a storm of sand and dust. Turning to the side, Adrastos charged through past the heavy shroud of lingering dirt, tearing his mouth open to consume once more. This time, a pair of humans who had difficulty in standing. The sudden impact of his kick shook the ground immensely, for those who used the ground to transport themselves found it difficult to keep their balance. The fear of the ceiling collapsing over them took much of their focus, drawing their attention away from the Hollow that came from behind them. Only a few moments existed for the Quincy to liberate her companion from the fate that she would come to suffer.

The taste of rubble and grime was something familiar to the Adjuchas, but much more than that, the taste of iron and flesh was much more familiar to him. Swooping down from over head, the Hollow closed the massive pair of jaws tight, grinding the materials that remained inside into a paste, easily swallowed afterwards. His eyes never left that of the Shinigami, wondering what he would do; stop him and wait for the roof to come down on them all, or flee from the place with those that he can help, before they die. The choice was his.

1 Class 5 Quincy Devoured

[Arantima Kawada]

Mood music

(OOC: My Apologies for the shorter post. But He has to Stand still for this. More noms for the T-rex?)

Arantima Watches his shield Crash into the shoulder of the Gigantic beast. He smirks slightly, until that smirk turns into a frown and then a face of slight anger as the shock-wave produced by the resounding blow is felt throughout the underground. He Growls softly to himself and looks around that the people fleeing. So many spiritually Aware humans, And not enough time to get them all out.. Unless of course he were to.. That would be Significantly Draining, but it would assist in getting the people out of here. He feels a Thud in his soul and a low growling piercing through his ears from inside his own head.

You are fleeing.. Retreating! You should be pushing this creature!!! You are not a worm, you are a dragon! Must I show you how to tap your true power?! Must I rip us apart to unlock your strength?! Arantima looks onward now as The beast ignores him to Go after the weaker ones around them. He Growls and His Shields Disappear, He falls down the ground Softly and his Sword dissipates. His Shoulders Roll and He turns his head side to side, his Eyes locked with the beasts, his own teeth bared as his body begins to glow, flowing with Reaitsu.

The Shinigami has stopped fleeing but is still a Fair distance away from The king of beasts. His Expression one of supreme frustration and anger, and his muscles are flexed to the point of strain. He is concentrating on everything he has and his breathing is getting heavier as he does so. The Golden aura that surrounds Arantima at this point begins to arc outward and spark against the ground near him. He Starts to laugh, a very strange and almost horrific melding of Voice and Raw power "Voth aan! Joor Zah Fruul rein, Vokul fen mah! Qahnaar fin mey !!"

The language Being spoken Was Foreign to almost everyone, it was a language spoken by his Dragon Zanpakuto Spirit. The Meaning behind it was lost on the ears but the Intent was there, it was a violent Challenge.. A Violent Challenge uttered Straight at the Armored beast king before himself.  The Face of concentration and rage was evident, he was forcing something within himself, forcing a change. Taking something from one part of himself to another, the pain in doing so was screwed into his taught muscles, straining and clenching as the power arced off of him.

-300 Reaitsu to Swap Reaitsu strength into Spiritual pressure.

3/20 posts for Shikai release

7900/11400 Reaitsu

Moving 100 RS into Spiritual pressure. 

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{Old Stats}
Strength - [235] Points - 58 Sealed - 705 Unsealed
Speed - [235] Points - 78 sealed - 235 Unsealed
Spiritual Pressure - [180] Points - 60 Sealed - 540 Unsealed
Reiatsu Strength - [150] Points - 50 Sealed - 150 Unsealed
Dark Aura - [50] Points
Light Aura - [50] Points
Instinct - [150] Points - 50 Sealed - 150 Unsealed
Senses - [150] Points - 50 Sealed - 150 Unsealed
Energy sensory - [0] Points
Healing Expertise - [0] Points

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{New stats}

Strength - [235] Points - 58 Sealed - 705 Unsealed
Speed - [235] Points - 78 sealed - 235 Unsealed
Spiritual Pressure - [380] Points - 126 Sealed - 1140 Unsealed
Reiatsu Strength - [50] Points - 16 Sealed - 50 Unsealed
Dark Aura - [50] Points
Light Aura - [50] Points
Instinct - [150] Points - 50 Sealed - 150 Unsealed
Senses - [150] Points - 50 Sealed - 150 Unsealed
Energy sensory - [0] Points
Healing Expertise - [0] Points

[Adrastos]

Adrastos whipped his body back and forth, gnashing his body into the ground. The ground was becoming more unstable. The cavern's interior continued to shake as the stones that held the entire underground room together began to falter. It wouldn't be long before the roof soon came down over them. The crimson remains of those that the beast had devoured before resided between the blades that lined his jaws. He had not had his fill. For an Adjuchas to be full already was the symbol of a new born pup. Weak and just learning it's own capabilities, they required time and further nurturing to truly open themselves to what they've become. Adrastos had spent unknown years as an Adjuchas, almost fearing that he may have been stuck in such a form. At the same time, he knew better. The King of Beasts knew that he was still growing. He required more strength for his own to grow.

Quincies and Fullbringers, along with a few other Adjuchas' did so much. There were those that still remained, terrified as to what was coming. The Adjuchas was always hungry. Stronger souls were required. Souls that have toughened through the times of hardships and trials of their lives. Strength and wisdom were what would make him strong. He needed more. The Shinigami wasn't the most important individual. The sudden change in strength was something to make note of, yet not particularly different from before. It may have been the fact that his own ability to sense reiatsu was nothing to make note of. They were piss poor, only good that came from it was the indication of which direction to take to hunt. Nothing more than that.

His life was always spent in putting his full effort into everything that he did. Training, fighting, making love with that of a beautiful woman. Everything that he did there was never a lack of effort. The beast did as was needed for him to do. The human from before, the Fullbringer, that the Quincy saved wouldn't last very long. Still stumbling around, shaken from his near death experience, the human made for easy prey as the snout of the beast crushed the body. He dug in deep, crushing bone and Earth together as one and the same. Another count to add into the hundreds of souls that nourished his fighting strength. More, in fact, to regain his human form once more. The rid himself of such a state of hunger.

The taste of raw flesh once again satisfied the urgent craving. It still lingered. It always lingered as any parasite would. All it wanted was more. He wanted more, but not for the same as it. What he desired was freedom. To remove it's presence and influence from his mind. That was Adrastos' desire. All this Spartan had was his pride. And that was something that the Spartan wasn't going to surrender it to anyone. The snout whipped back and forth, looking around his surroundings. Now, it was only him and the Shinigami. The two were the only ones to remain in a tumbling cavern. Those that remained were either crushed by the falling stones around them, or managed to find the few exits that have not caved in yet.

They were all that was left, and yet, things were about to be even more crowded than before. The stones around them made it much more difficult to find stable ground. Yet, the beast ran to the sides of the cavern. Not to find shelter. That wasn't the case. Adrastos brought his heavy form to the sides in order to crush the one of the remaining pillars. He was ridding them of the cavern's foundation. The very thing that kept the roof from falling. The two of them were trapped, or so it would seem. The shaking grew, and Adrastos was far from done. Before long, Adrastos' talons tore into the ground beneath him. He was digging? Fangs and talons from both hands and feet slashed and pulled away the gravel. He was digging. With his physical strength, it was more than possible. Bit by bit, his body would soon come to be submerged beneath the Earth. And with it, positioning himself beneath the feet of the Shinigami.

1 Class 5 Fullbringer Devoured

[Arantima Kawada]

Arantima's eyes had glazed over as the raw power was being transferred through his body. He could do little more than Concentrate on holding himself together while the Large3 beast had begun to burrow. Wait, burrowing? That thought crossed through his mind as he came back to his senses. The Large Creature there was burrowing down under the grou.. He looked to his left and then to his right and chuckled. Bringing the house down around him huh? Well If he was going to burrow Arantima was going to follow. He Shunpo'd over to the entrance of the hole as soon as Adrastos was completely submerged into the ground.

The Dilemma He had here was to walk straight down so he could see, or to place something between himself and the thing burrowing. He Shakes his head and looks down into the hole and up at the Ceiling beginning to crack above himself, And the decision is made for him, He Barrels down into the Tunnel After the burrowing creature. He soon starts to see why following a Twenty foot long and almost as high creature that is burrowing is a really bad idea. The Stones and gravel that is being flung in his direction, not only that but the force that is being used to fling that stone work is immense.

He creates two blade in-front of himself and spins them in opposite directions like Fan blades to parry and deflect the rock and stones being flung in his direction. The Concentration that is required to keep this up however only allows Arantima to keep up pace with the burrowing Creature, not really gain any ground. The beast may not move That fast compared to to Arantima, however the mass amounts of force it can use to rend through the dirt allowed for a hefty pace through solid earth.

The Frustration is beginning to build, more and more rage written on his face. It doesn't take Arantima long to build up enough rage To just cease his blades whirring and dismiss them. The golden energy that is his spiritual pressure Rushes up from his feet and up through his chest to his fists, He takes a single step forward getting pelted and cut with stones passing by him. The step launches forward and his fists thrust outward as he bends sideways at the hip, his left fist thrusting out from the hip and his right hand out from over his head.

From his body begins to Rush forward a Golden Spiraling Dragon. The Roar of which is almost deafening, especially in this confined space. The Speed that it rushes outward from his body is intense and the sheer raw power that is being transmitted through the dragon is monstrous. The dragon curls and winds, passing through the ground around it like it were water heading straight down towards the Burrowing Creature. Chasing after Adrastos and rushing through the ground to Try and Crash through the Hollows body.

-2000 Reaitsu

5900/11400

4/20 posts of Shikai

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{The Technique Written out in full.}
Doragonzureiji - "When the Dragons Rage in heaven, They Escape and Rend the mortal world asunder"

The Dragons Rage is the Ability to produce a Spiritual pressure dragon. This Dragon travels at 800 speed instead of Arantima's speed to start. Not only this but it can be Maintained for 1 post after it's initial creation for an extra 500 reiatsu cost. This Dragon is about Twenty feet long after it is fully formed and 6 feet in diameter, it takes the shape of an eastern Dragon. This Dragon can be guided around like a Twisting Dragon might fly.

This Dragon is not Solid, instead flowing through any object that it has Stat superiority over. It also flows through any Sentient Being, ripping through their body and Crushing their bones as it does so.

Cost - 2000

Weakness - The first weakness is the immense Reaitsu cost. The Second Drawback to this Technique is that this Dragon drains a lot of his Gravitational pressure. This technique can only be used once every 3 Posts from it's end point, Meaning if he spends the extra 500 reiatsu to guide it for one more post he must wait 3 posts after the second post to use this technique again. He Can also only use this Technique Three times per Thread period.

[Adrastos]

The roof behind them finally caved. The rumbling came to a halt as the last of the falling stones ceased their tumbling. Dust and sand shot into the burrowed tunnel. From those who stood above the roof cried out in horror as buildings, stores, vehicles, and people collapsed with the ground they stood on. Dozens of people vanished into the gust of wind and dirt that erupted from the mountains of debris that came tumbling down into the Hollow made sink hole. And yet, the beast continued to burrow beneath it. It did not stall his efforts in leaving the Shinigami for dead. Or so he hoped. The beast was no fool as the Shinigami's presence did not vanish with the cavern. He lived.

More so, the reiatsu that Adrastos knew that belonged to the Shinigami shot out. Soaring beyond the reaches the Adjuchas' ability to track it. Something was coming, but did not know what. What was worse than that, was the narrow passage that the Tyrant Lizard was creating for them. No where to go but to follow the path in which he had created. This meant only one thing; whatever power the Shinigami was forging would be funneled by the one and only passage in front of it. This meant that it would strike the beast from behind with any effort given into it. Changing directions would be wise in order to evade it. However, the issue quickly rose as the beast lacked the sight to see what was coming, or to judge the speed of it.

His mistake in narrowing his own vision. What's more was the fact he had his back to his enemy. Cursing his own efforts, the King of Beasts couldn't fathom the size of the technique that was coming. Nor the fact that it was on its way to him. All that could be seen was the light that illuminated the rear of the Hollow before being consumed by it. And much like the gust of debris that shot out from the ground, so did the Adjuchas. The path wasn't far from the surface as Adrastos continued to work his way back onto land. Yet, it wouldn't have been the method that he thought of. The light dragon burned through his body, feeling the numbing sensation that came from inside. He didn't realize it until his crawls finally took hold of the surface world, but his lower half, including that of his abdomen, he couldn't feel the same force in which he had before. His strength was leaving him. What did the Shinigami's technique do to him?

The struggle was real. The further the beast dragged himself out of the ground, the more that the realization of his body failing him came to be. His arms and abdomen were weak. The legs that propelled him forward many of times did almost nothing to aid his efforts out of the hole. And his tail felt more like dead weight to him at this point. Pieces inside of him were not responding as they should have. The body felt very much like mulch. Just battered muscle and organs. His flexing muscles helped to reduce the level of pain that he would have normally endured, but it wasn't enough. The beast had to push himself in order to escape the underground burrows in which he created. But seeing himself resting on the ground to compose himself was very unsightly. His anger grew as his narrowed vision witnessed the legions of humans running and gathering in fear as to what had happened.

A five mile radius of their area was filled with life. Hundreds of humans running past each other in order to displace themselves from the growing scene. Paramedics and Firefighters rushed to the scene to help those who were wounded. There were many of them. Too many to count. Soon it wouldn't be long before they began their search through the rubble to look for survivors. This was the perfect spot the hunt again. So many souls, and a hungry Hollow in their midst. Despite all of that, the creature had a difficult time to move. Much of his bones were grounded due to the light dragon. Yet, a broken body never once stopped Adrastos before.

His strength was beyond imagination. Muscles pressed against one another, grinding them against one another. More so, they were gnashing his bones back into place. Broken as they might be, the beast had incredible durability. He could be beaten down dozens of times, and he would still be able to continue on. His strength had become his life line, and it never once failed him. Even now, his body continued to push itself back to his feet. Adrastos wasn't done yet. There was still much to do. And with a heavily populated area, the Shinigami would have to tread carefully. Not only that, but the surrounding buildings would make excellent cover. The jaws pried open once more, as the beast lunged forward to the closest building, but before regaining his footing, he took a quick snack to fuel his efforts.

A single Peace Officer was keeping the other humans away from newly made hole. That was the human in which his fangs closed around. There was no scream, no cry for help. The man simply vanished from sight as his fluids left his position stained. Those who witnessed the splatter of red cried out in absolute hysteria, unknowing as to what had transpired. Such a sight only caused more terror in those who couldn't see the spirit beings that fought there. Only the imagination that rapidly struck their minds was what kept them from staying there a moment longer.

1 Class 5 Human

[Arantima Kawada]

Arantima Stood within the burrow catching his breath, The heavy panting coming from Arantima filled the whole of the cavernous tunnel made by Adrastos. The Dragons rage was a technique he used as a last resort, a devastating technique that not many could survive. But even worse than this was what he had in mind next. The creature was still capable of moving, and Arantima knew that meant it could still feed. He had to Move forward, he had to keep going or more people would die. He took a deep breath in and Flash stepped his way through the Rest of the tunnel.

He appeared outside of the Tunnel about 75 feet away from Adrastos just before he watched those metallic jaws sink in around the peace officer. Arantima let out a roar of pure anger and hatred "Damnable Hollow! I no longer have the peace in my heart to Reason with you! Begone with you! Satsujiin Toei, Projection of the Slayer!" Arantima's Body flickers in place for a moment and as he steps forward, He leaves behind a Body exactly shaped like himself, made of solid Golden Flaming energy. The Body stays still for a moment, then suddenly it bursts forward at a rocketing speed. The Flaming entity creating craters in the ground with each step as it bounds forward with a strength that borders on the supernatural.

The projection moved of it's own accord or at least so it seemed. And Arantima took another step, this time back towards where he had originally stood, leaving behind him one more Projection clone. This one started to move almost immediately, Not in the same pattern as its brother these were separately thinking beings. Arantima however had his eyes locked on Adrastos, he needed to know where Adrastos was and that much was evident. The largest problem is coming from the fact that these projections physically as strong as the dragon was spiritually and move nearly twice as fast as Arantima himself.

The projections Moved forward towards Adrastos and while they moved each was granted a Large sword, The same swords that could fly on their own, now wielded one each by these spiritual projections. Arantima himself stayed at that range, about 75 feet or so way from the large Hollow. The Blades being wielded by these powerhouses of Spiritual pressure were sharper than they had been previously, stronger, more powerful. Arantima himself however was breathing heavily, moving very little but keeping his eyes on Adrastos with his every move.

The projections made their way at a breakneck pace towards Adrastos, holding their swords with skill and purpose. The Projections Move with a Deadly Unison attack, Working together in a loose fashion. They can not seem to formulate any intense combinations but each of their blows is swift and devestating. They come from both sides of Adrastos and move in and stay there, Swinging and slashing their blades at the Hollow with a rage and ferocity of a raging warrior.

-2280 Raitsu to Create 2 Projections

1/3 posts for Clones

5/20 Posts for Shikai

(The Clones have durability and Offensive stat equal to Arantima's Spiritual pressure and move at 400 Speed.)

[Adrastos]

OOC: Sorry for the wait and the short post.


The Shinigami came for him, and this time around he had brought some help with him. More like more of the same trick done differently. Their presence was just as noticeable as the swords and barriers that were used before, and most likely had the same effects as they did. Adrastos wasn't taking any chances this time around. Already upon their creation the beast was already on the move. Their pace outmatched his own by a large margin, as such, he had to act strategically. With a single swipe of his tail against the Earth, a combination of dirt and debris erupt from beneath his feet at the trio. His unparalleled physical strength had more uses then most would give it credit for, but the Beast King had centuries of experience to put into practice. Finally, there was another foe who could push him.

Despite his own athletic speed, the ten foot wave of dirt and rubble shot at the group. Nothing about it was surprising when they are more than capable to avoiding such a simple trick, but the real goal behind it was what resided behind it. The Adjuchas was already on the move once again, lunging his massive body behind the closest building beside him. Talons and claws ripped away at the floor beneath to tunnel once again. He knew he would only have seconds before the Shinigami realized what happened to the creature, that his attempt to conceal his activities would soon be discovered behind the building. Yet, it wasn't a means to escape. Far from it. His own meager ability to detect reiatsu wasn't superb to say the least, it only guided him to the general direction as to where his foe would be.

For that reason the creature pushed forward, burrowing beneath the where he left the two light projections. Stone and Earth were slashed away from his path. Nothing stood in his way as the floor beneath the area began to hollow through the Adjuchas efforts. Not to the specified size that he wanted, but he couldn't allow the Shinigami to know of what the beast was planning. He had to take to the offensive. Just overhead is where the trio would have been where he last remembered. It would be what he needed at the time for him to burst forth from below. His accuracy wasn't note worthy. Adrastos wasn't really the tactician sort. His strengths were that of fighting.

The Earth shook violently. Shaken and weakened, the very foundation that kept the footing of so many humans began to tear itself open. It's jagged edges mirrored that of a gaping mouth, as Adrastos tore through up beneath the footing near the Shinigami and his projections. He knew not of what the Shinigami had been up to, but he had not moved from his position, then the floor beneath him would soon crumble apart, causing him to fall into the gap that the beast had created. Altogether, the radius that the beast had created would be equivalent to that of a house.

From there, the Adrastos would burst forth, seeking to grip the Shinigami in the palm of his hand. From the ground up Adrastos would shoot out to capture the human spirit, seeking to crush him within his grasp. It was only on the Shinigami's side where things would end up, but the beast wasn't far out of the fight just yet.

[Arantima Kawada]

Arantima Crossed his arms as the Clones went on, then smirked as the Tail went and dredged up a massive amount of earth and rocks. The Clones stood, unwavering in the cloud, parrying and cutting through the stones that flew their way. Arantima Dismissed the blades that the pair were wielding and instead created Twin shields that hovered around himself, the held tightly to him, being barely two feet away from him on either side now as he and the clones waited for the dust to settle. When The dust settled he could not see Adrastos.. He let out a low growl.

The Clones Dropped into a defensive stance and Flash stepped away from their current positions moving to flank Arantima. They both stood to his back pressing their own to his and Arantima's Hands Thrust outward towards his shields and the Shields immediately went rigid, following his hands command. The Clones and Arantima then went silent, Waiting and listening for the creature. They heard and felt the Rumbling below the ground but it was so massive that they could not tell if it was directly beneath them or just around.

Arantima sent the clones out, they were out and away 60 feet away from Arantima to the back and He thrust his hands out again. The Shields flew out twenty feet to his right and left just as Adrastos's hand came up and out of the ground, wrapping around Arantima. The pressure was intense, Incredibly intense and it was crushing him. But This was His moment, this was his opportunity and if it worked he would survive, if it failed.. Well he would be badly injured, that was a risk He was going to take for this. The clones Moved in, Jumping in from Behind Adrastos at 400 speed closing the short distance almost instantly.

Arantima Looked onward at Adrastos and smirked as blood started to dribble out of the sides of his mouth and reached down to tap his open palm against Adrastos. At this proximity, He would have to let go or get touched by Tima, not to mention the twin clones moving from behind him to Do the same, The Clones simply meaning to Thrust their palms and contact Adrastos.  the clones all seeming to be using the same technique. 

If all three of these palm thrusts landed, Adrastos's body would be Wracked with an intense amount of pain, Being struck with a force internally that Rivaled the Dragon. The Force of a Single one of these Techniques landing would feel similar to the dragon ripping through his body, The Reaitsu entering and tearing apart his muscles and bones but in a different method than the Spirit dragon did. This was a Rarely used technique as its use was almost as dangerous to the user as the one it harmed, and that was evident in the fact that the clones arms were flickering wildly, showing damage to the clones arms.

Whether that Came simply from the clones ore Arantima as well was Strange to tell. But it was clear that arantima Did something to Adrastos.. But what exactly was that? Arantima Was Smirking even as his body was being crushed. The Clones Techniques were devastating and internal damage was mounting up. The problem was now, Arantima was Either being far too cocky for his own good, or he knew something that Adrastos did not.

-100 Reaitsu for the Shunpo from both of the clones.

-800 Reaitsu for Ten kaika Ken being used twice

-400 Reaitsu for Bagua Qian

2320/11400 Reaitsu

2/3 posts for the clones

6/20 posts for Shikai

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{Ten - kaika - ken}
Technique Name: Ten Kaika Ken (Heavenly Flower Fist)

Class: 3

Technique Type: Other

Usable By: Any Race

Technique Element: General Reiatsu

Technique Description and Effects: Considered a beautiful technique by those who witness it, those who experience it have a much different opinion. By making contact with an object or person, the user is able to vibrate their Reiatsu in sync with whatever they are touching, and forcibly expel the Reiatsu through the target. As the Reiatsu is expelled, it spirals outward and breaks away into shapes that are reminiscent of flower petals – hence the name. Though beautiful, the technique is destructive in nature, and is used to cause massive internal damage at the cost of damaging the hand of the user. After one use, there is internal bleeding inside the target on every organ, as well as a significant amount of pain; they will begin coughing up blood as well. A second use results in organs being ruptured and torn, which thus causes more bleeding. A third use results in complete internal destruction. If used on a physical or spiritual object, the object is completely destroyed from the inside out, leaving it hollow.

How to use technique: The user has to make contact with a target with their hands – through a fist or open palm gesture if they want – and vibrate their Reiatsu in sync with that of the opponent, then fire it outward.

Technique Drawbacks: A moderate Reiatsu cost is one drawback. The second is the damage caused by the Reiatsu that was vibrated in the hand used. The hand, after just one use, will be completely numb, and covered in deep cuts, which results in a significant amount of bleeding, and a loss in dexterity. Moreover, the bones in the hand become fractured, adding to the pain. After a second use, the hand is useless, and it is destroyed internally. Furthermore, if the Combat Stat of the target is superior to that of the user's Combat Stat, the damage is cut by fifty percent. At a fifty percent difference in superiority by the target, the damage of this technique is nullified.This technique does not ignore defense techniques like Hierro/Blut, and will result in a clash if used (technique vs technique). Finally, this technique can only be used once per post of the user.

Made By: Kazuko Shiba

Reserved? (Yes/No): Nope

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{Bagua Qian}
Bagua Qian - "They say that the gates of heaven are open wide, nay it is the eyes of those who search for them.. While one who finds them looks inward, with his eyes closed."

This Technique Requires that Arantima Make contact with the target of the Technique physically. He can not slash them with a blade or look at them he must contact their body with his palm. Once the contact is made Arantima forces his own Spiritual pressure within the targets "Divine Gates" Points on the body where spiritual pressure gathers and is released.

He Focuses the Spiritual Pressure onto the Head of the target. Sourounding the Gate of Heaven within them, Connecting it to his own. As long as that connection remains Arantima Can sense his enemy Regardless of What world they choose to run away to. While this Technique is active he can even sense his opponent while inside of his Shields.

The Boon of this is that he Can then Create Projections outside of his Shields and Fight his opponent from within. Likewise He Can Use Any Technique that would normally Require him to be Touching his foe So long as he is within 120 feet of them still. Each target Affect by Bagua Qian Does however take up a Projection slot, but not a Blade slot.

Cost - 450 Reiatsu to Create the link and 100 per post to Maintain.

Weakness - If the Target of this Technique has 50% superiority they are unaffected. Anyone Else Can Expend 300 Reiatsu by pumping it roughly through their bodies to expel this Technique.

[Adrastos]

The beast managed to capture the Shinigami. His frail body was that of any other that he crushed before hand. There wasn't a difference between them at all. Adrastos crushed foes before, though he preferred to devour them. However, in this case, being that his foe had a much higher spiritual strength than himself, the odds of him suffering at the hands of the cutback effect were high. He faced Garret twice already, and recognized the sensation of having a superior spirit. The one fatal flaw to the King of Beast's fighting style was his lack of spiritual strength like most of his kin possesses. Although this perspective of himself was vulnerable, he relied more on his body than anything else. This wasn't something that would fail him as spells would him. While being a prodigy allows superiority in manner categories, the time needed to truly understand how to utilize them is lost. That was the difference between Adrastos and Arantima.

The sense of the palms gnashing at his flexing muscles wouldn't have done much. That was the first indication of what many of those behind the Shinigami had attempted. But that wasn't the case. The Shinigami's strength was remarkable in its own particular usage, to the Adjuchas' dismay. It was by his own actions that Adrastos left himself vulnerable by blindsiding himself. The falling debris around them acted as a perfect cover for the Shinigami's clones to move in. Their radiant forms would have normally given them away, but with the clouds of dust and stone around the beast, it made detecting them all the more difficult. But that wasn't all. Adrastos made the mistake in his own judgement to rely heavily on his physical defenses.

Before they have worked flawlessly. Arantima had trouble in penetrating through the Hollow's hide before. Adrastos had indicated the increase of strength may have given the Shinigami a bit more power in terms in abilities, however, he didn't recognize how much stronger they had become. He made the foolish decision in underestimating his adversary. A costly mistake, and one that the beast soon discovered for himself. Already, the body was being forcibly pushed by his muscles alone. Their gnashing motions were caused by the constant flexing that the beast had been doing. This made his movements noticeably slower, yet, created a natural defense at the same time. Much of Adrastos' movements were too generic. This meant that he wouldn't to adjust himself in a sophisticated manner. All the beast could do was make wide, straightforward motions in order to move himself. Quite frankly, he couldn't avoid what was to come.

A pair of crushing blows stirred the insides of the Hollow, rupturing the stacks of thick muscles that were held behind the thick layer of bone and skin. He could feel them both. Muscles turning to mulch as they did before with that of his bones. Through his gnashing of his muscles, the King of Beasts managed to push pieces of them together, mending them bit by bit. They were not at all healed, but only through his efforts did his internal system remain functional. This time however, the strain on his insides caused his muscles to rupture and break. Not all of them. His ribs and right leg joint were shattered. Adrastos left his left rib cage explode, toppling over itself by his mashed muscles. The same could describe his leg joint. The hip was more than dislocated, it was grounded to that of beaten meat. It wouldn't be able to support itself without Adrastos putting further effort into the surrounding areas. Movement would take an excruciating amount of effort to help mend the mashed areas together. His movements were limited.

Throughout the course of being injured, the amount of pain wasn't placed as a concern. Through his own experiences in fighting and hunting, he had built up a mindset to help push the pain back. In conjunction with his own strength, Adrastos was still very capable of fighting. Beaten, broken, and turned to mulch, the beast wouldn't be kept down at all. The cry of pain was instinctive if anything else, however, that shriek wasn't a sign of him submitting to what had happened. In fact, his will only had a single desire. A desire to push harder; to fight with more tenacity. A duel strike caused the frail Shinigami to fall out of his grasp. A reaction from being struck on two sides. Immediately, his body responding to the new formly details inside of him as streaks of black fluids seeped out from his between his gums. It had been some time since he'd seen his own blood.

He wanted to fight. His desire to fight a stronger adversary was burned into his flesh, blood, and bones. The sweetness of the struggle was what made Adrastos crave for the fight to be never ending. That was the spirit that dwelled within the Adjuchas. Yet, it a desire that he knew he wouldn't be able to quench. Not at this time. Not in this place he was fighting in. If he was to fight to the death, he would be at his best, and not while on a hunt. For now, he had to retreat for the time being. This was his time to pull back and grow even more. Adrastos cried out in defiance. But much more than before, as this blood thirst cry was more than what it appeared to be. Directed at the Shinigami in front of him, the beast's lungs exploded in terms of size. After, it was immediately compressed, pushing a jet stream of pure physical force that erupted from the Adjuchas' mouth. This was Corriente Burst.

As close as the Shinigami was, even if his technique never made contact, those being within 5 feet of his technique would suffer the deafening shriek that came from the jet stream burst, and one that penetrated the inner ear drum of those within the effected range. Though, this was only a secondary effect of the technique for those who remained close to the beast. The true potential was for those who were struck by it. It's power was as strong as the Adjuchas' own physical strength; one that would tear through the body as if it were a Semi-truck. If Arantima's injured body hadn't moved himself away from the technique, then it would be certain that his body would be torn to pieces internally, leaving him broken externally as well. But whether or not the Shinigami was struck the Adjuchas's technique, it was all providing him with the necessary time to tunnel once more. This time, this would be to leave the ruined city behind him, and make his way back to the white sands of Hueco Mundo.

Remaining Reiatsu: 800/1000 ; -200 Burst Stream

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{Burst Stream}

[Burst Stream - Corriente Burst]

Class: [5]

Technique Type (Kido, Hollow/Arrancar Technique, Human World Dweller Technique, Other):
Hollow/Arrancar

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): [Hollow]

Technique Element: [Physical Energy]

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect):

Stream is Adrastos' personal technique which was created after applying his own physical strength with that of his beast like scream. By condensing the vocal cords with his own physical energy combined with a little spiritual pressure, the Hollow is able to focus those pieces into a straight stream of shredding force. The technique resembles a Hollow's Cero, however, it possess a limit range of effectiveness and destruction. The effective range of destructive force is about 15 feet in order to deliver the tearing force of the technique. But, although the technique possess a limited destructive range it does have a after effect to those who are within 20 feet of the incoming attack.

Those who are hit by the technique or within the 5 feet past the techniques minimal range, they will suffer a deafening shrieking in their inner ear drum, which prevents the victim from hearing for 2 posts, or unless they are healed in battle.

How to use technique (How is it activated?):

The user must take in a deep breath while flexing their chest. After, the physical energy must be focused to the lungs and throat then manipulated by reiatsu strength and spiritual pressure in order to create the focused stream of tearing force. It is then fired from the mouth of the user for 5 consecutive seconds.

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc)

200 reiatsu cost and the lungs become sore after use. If used once more immediately after, then minor lacerations to the throat. If prolonged usage immediately after without waiting for a post to pass to recovery, then the lungs will become unusable for the rest of the thread.

Made By: Adrastos

Reserved? (Yes/No) (Can others use your technique, or just your character?):

Yes.