Cage Match: Valstrax vs. Pukei-Pukei

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Thread Title: Cage Match: Valstrax vs. Pukei-Pukei
Participants: Adolf Reinhard, Priscilla Krantz
World: Soul Society
Death Setting: Permanent Injuries Enabled
Rating: PG-13
Location: Belfast, Ireland.
Special Conditions: Regardless of DP setting, character death will still be acknowledged. Additionally, Priscilla and Adolf both begin in their released states, for the duration of the fight.
Circumstances: Priscilla is in Belfast training a small squadron of Privates, when the Espada spots her while flying overhead and decides to make a visit.

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

"Good!" she shouted, in a very commanding and domineering voice, "once more, but this time more tactfully!" Priscilla slowly walked back and forth, in front of a group of Vandenreich Quincy in a square formation. This hadn't been some mission she was assigned, no; this was a mission she took on herself. She wanted to make the Vandenriech stronger, more of a force to be feared. When she put out a word about how she'd like to instruct a group of Quincies on the very basics of combat, she had quite a few takers. While she wasn't willing to take on more than a few of them at a time, she began to make good progress with the ones she had taken with her in this run.

There were about eight Quincies in total, counting herself, and they were all aiming toward the same target. Most of them were relatively unskilled with a bow, but some of them seemed to really be taking to it. Either way, though they were all learning, including the currently incompetent ones. Their skill was getting better and better with each shot, and with time, they'd all be molded into fine fighters. It would take time, though. After each shot, she used her bow to fire into the target as well, leaving a trail of her own spores as to hopefully aid those who might've needed it with aim. She'd been careful to make sure that none of her pupils had been infected with any of these.

After a few hours or so, Priscilla eventually decided to pack things up with her small group. They had made good progress for the day, and, as such, she felt they deserved some kind of bonus from it. After examining the personalities of each of these Quincy over the duration of her training regiment, she quickly realized that a large majority of the folks currently with her were war-driven and seemed to really enjoy the rush of combat. While she wasn't exactly the same - she got that rush from a good book while curled up next to a fire - she was by no means opposed to allowing these low-ranked individuals take up their bow against some lesser threats. 

As such, Priscilla shattered a bit of Hollow Bait, and the group began to wait. "Remember; this bait is incredibly potent," she said, warning the students, "we're likely to see some fairly powerful hollows show up here in a few short moments. Please make sure you're all ready for them." As if on queue, hollows began to effectively swarm the group. Priscilla merely observed her students fight off the hollows, not looking to interject unless one of her students really needed the help. That way, she could monitor who needed to improve where and provide constructive feedback on it all. She did shoot a few hollows here and there, but they were generally the runts of the litter; nothing that would've amounted to anything, she was sure.

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{Priscilla's Stats & Skills}Pre-Release



Strength - 150 (38 after type)

Speed - 150 (38 after type)

Spiritual Pressure - 400

Reiatsu Strength - 400

Senses - 200

Instinct - 100 (25 after type)

Energy Sensory - 0

Healing Expertise - 0



Post-Release



Strength - 150

Speed - 150

Spiritual Pressure - 400 (1200 after type)

Reiatsu Strength - 400 (1200 after type)

Senses - 200 (400 after type)

Instinct - 100

Energy Sensory - 0

Healing Expertise - 0



Light Aura - 50

Dark Aura - 50



Weapons: Bow Release - 2

Battle Analysis - 4

War Strategy - 3

Analyzing - 3

Pain Tolerance - 3

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The sky was easily Adolf's favorite place to be. He very much enjoyed the feeling of the wind against his scaly skin, the exhilarating rush of moving through the sky with such speed and ease! Nothing could beat this feeling, aside from maybe the rush of combat. Though, that was far from a goal of his today, as he just wanted to take in the area around him and enjoy the day to the best of his ability. If a fight happens it happens, but for once in his life, Adolf wasn't going to seek out combat. Instead, combat was going to seek him out, and acknowledging the call would quickly turn into the biggest mistake he could have ever possibly had made.

While flying over Belfast, Adolf felt a slight "ping". Something was instinctively drawing him in, but he couldn't quite tell what it was. All he knew was that he had felt a somewhat familiar presence, and quickly went to go investigate. Upon flying a little closer to the ground, he realized that this spiritual strength given off was a Quincy's! Oh, how he needed this. As if on queue, Adolf divebombed toward the Quincy energy, and slammed into the ground with tremendous force, detonating the trail of gas leaking from his wings on the way down, creating a large explosion in the area around his landing. Any Quincy that was below him, was now reduced to nothing more than ash.

He stood up, and look the familiar presence in the face. He went pale. His fists clenched, and he started slightly shaking. He was outraged at the current turn of events. "You," he started, "you're that bloody wench that took my eye, aren't you?" He knew for a fact that this was the case. He pointed to his scarred over left eye, the same one that the very same Quincy had jammed out all those months ago. He was going to return the favor, and not in a pleasant way. First, he'd skin her, then disembowel her, then- he needed to calm down. This was going to escalate, and he needed to keep a level head through it, and not rush into combat like last time. He need not get himself killed.

Even with that thought, though, he still resorted to what he knew best; a Cero Oscuras. A small, black orb of pure reiatsu began to slowly form just inches away from his mouth. He hadn't said a word, only lowered his jaw in the meantime. This was likely to be predictable, but his cares were far from there as he continued to dump his own seemingly infinite reiatsu into the orb itself. It began to grow bigger, with its cacophonous roar growing louder and louder with each passing second. He was going to wipe this Quincy off the face of the earth for what she did to him. She didn't deserve even the possibility of surviving an attack like this. He wasn't going to let her. 

A few moments later, the bolt of black reiatsu launched forth, erupting in a wave of eclipsing darkness. He needed not even say the words of the technique, and simply fired it at an almost point-blank range from the Quincy. His goal here was to fry her from the inside out, and leave nothing left; much like what he had done to the Quincy bodies he was standing on top of at the moment. He was going to do to her what he did to those Privates, and wasn't going to give her a chance to let up. He needed to win this confrontation, and was going to do everything in his power in order to guarantee success.

From here, Adolf was going to watch Priscilla's every move to the best of his capability. He wasn't going to let her catch him by surprise. As such, he readied his fists, and got ready to fight to the best of his ability against the woman in hand-to-hand combat. There was very little chance she was going to follow in suit, but that's part of what made it fun. Knowing her as a Quincy, she wasn't going to go easy on him, forcing him to either try to approach, or try to outrange her, which simply wasn't possible. She head him almost effectively locked down, despite the fact that he wasn't actually, nor was he clost to any kind of strain.

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{Adolf's Stats & Skills}Strength - [300] Points
(450 Points after type changes)

Speed - [350] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [400] Points
(300 Points after type changes)

Reiatsu Strength - [400] Points
(600 Points after type changes)

Light Aura - [30] Points

Dark Aura - [70] Points

Instinct - [300] Points
(225 Points after type changes)

Senses - [100] Points

Energy sensory - [50] Points
(75 Points after type changes)

Healing Expertise - [0] Points
(Locked at 0 Points)

Total SP: [1900] Points

[Pain Tolerance] [3]
[Strength of Will] [3]
[Calm Mind] [3]
[Poison Resistance] [3]
[Acting] [3]

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{Reiatsu}
Reiatsu Pool: 2,600/3,000
-400 for Cero Oscuras

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Upon seeing the Espada she tormented so long ago, she couldn't help but show off an eerie smile. He couldn't have gotten much stronger than the last time they fought, and she practically decimated him the last time they had met. Though, interestingly enough, she kept him alive. This was a mistake she wasn't going to make again. She was going to take his life this time around, that way she wouldn't have to deal with him in the time to come. There was no way that this poor soul stood a chance against the might of a Vandenreich Captain, and she was going to take her sweet, sweet time in order to prove that to him in combat, especially after what he did to those Privates.

"Interesting..." she said coyly, "it appears as though you're still missing your eye, does that mean you don't have an Arrancar's signature high-speed regeneration?" As she noticed the Arrancar charging that Cero, she readied her bow, and primed a Selee Schneide, drawn from her uniform. She held the blade in front of herself, watching as the Arrancar fired off the massive blast, incinerating the terrain around the both of them. Once the blast itself cleared, Priscilla would be seen easily still standing, holding the Quincy weapon in front of her. Upon closer examination of the ground, it was evident that none of the blast actually hit her; upon making contact with the Selee Schenide, the blast simply went around, not damaging her or anything directly behind her but splitting off in separate directions around her.

She swung the blade down, and smiled. "Oh please," she said, "you're going to have to do much, much better than that if you've a hope to take on any member of the Holy Empire. Good luck, little Arrancar~" With that, she rushed Adolf via Hirenkyaku, and made ten swings against him at fairly quick speeds. He would likely be able to keep up, but considering she was slashing from high, to low, to high, to low, he'd need to deflects the attacks; close dodges weren't going to be a possibility, which is exactly what she was hoping for. She'd need to charge up this blade at any opportunity she received, and going on the offensive with it was likely the best of the options she could've used.

She backed off after landing her hits in order to catch her breath and draw in reiatsu. She smiled. Her weapon had certainly been gathering reiatsu, and she was more than ready to continue to utilize it in order to gain the necessary power to end the life of this Arrancar. In fact, she wasn't going to use her bow otherwise! No, she'd make him suffer here. She far from needed to go all-out, and wasn't going to. She knew he was driven toward combat, and he liked tough fights. Instead, she'd never give him a taste of what she did the last time they fought, and she'd make sure that this death of his was as humiliating as possible. She smirked. This was going to be fun.

After catching her breath, she decided to kick things up a notch. Channeling the blood of the emperor through her veins, she decided to give herself quite the boost to striking speed she could've very handily used. While not quite enough to keep on par with the Espada, she more than overpowered him in terms of raw spiritual strength. She had the advantage here, whether someone else tried to refute that point or not. She wasn't going down easily, and was going to make sure that this Arrancar was DEAD. She decided to rush him again, this time without the use of Hirenkyaku. She went for piercing strikes here, making another 10 attacks against him, and leaving him with very little to do in return.

She'd stay within melee range here, making any attacks against him that were necessary as he tried to fight back. At this point, the fight was as good as hers. The Arrancar didn't stand so much as a semblance of a chance, and she wanted to keep it that way. Once the arrow had been enough to promptly end his life, she'd fire off the Selee Schneide into him. But, she wanted to make sure it was actually enough. She wasn't going to fire it with only a chance of it working, she was going to be damned sure that it would end the fight with ease.

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{Reiatsu Pool}Reiatsu: 12,180

-70 for Selee Schneide
-50 for Hirenkyaku x10
+800 for Spirit Fragment & Quincy Cross
-500 for Blut Arterie

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{Adjusted Stats & Selee Schneide}
Strength: 150 -> 300
Speed: 150 -> 300

Selee Schneide OS: 1100

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Simply put, Adolf was struggling. He couldn't exactly keep up with the attacks, and knew he needed something to turn the tides as quickly as he could. He needed to force the Quincy into an uncomfortable situation, and cause her to make a mistake or get careless. He didn't care which, but considering that he was being overwhelmed so easily, his only bet was to do what he could to cause the strikes to bounce off of his scales. Sure, it hurt, with particles of his own person being effectively sawed off, but it wasn't anything he couldn't manage for the time being. He needed a plan, and that wasn't going to be easy to come up with. Either way though, he'd have to else he wasn't going to last long. 

She was a Quincy, so perhaps he could try to force his own reiatsu upon her? One supercharged, powerful Cero would be more than enough to do so. Though, just for save measure, he'd make sure she didn't have a counter for it. He'd make sure it'd be one of the strongest Cero she'd ever even come close to feeling. For now, though, he'd endure with the constant assault, and wait for her to push back on her own, very much like she did. With this opening, he'd take the time to force his spiritual pressure into raw power, pumping up his Reiatsu Strength to much higher levels. She wasn't going to stand a chance here. Though, the very second he was done, she pressed the assault once again.

He had mentally prepared himself for more slashes, though those aren't what came. Instead, she went for jabs with the apparent chainsaw sword she was holding, with the latter of the hits even managing to pierce through his Hierro. He knew he was fucked when that happened. Things needed to end soon. He wasn't going to last much longer, and the wounds she had left weren't looking the greatest. As soon as she stopped, he jumped back, and launched five Bala in her direction, firing them with various punches into the air, and looking to, at the very least debilitate her. Upon getting to a safe distance, he smashed the palm of his hand against his tail, forcing the spikes through it. He winced, but got what he needed; a blood tribute.

From here, he raked his wounded hand upward, and began to once again charge his reiatsu. A small orb of blue began to originate in his hand, as he prepared to fire the blast straight into the Quincy. "This is goodbye, now isn't it, Quincy?" He smirked, knowing that this would work with relative ease. He then released the blast of raw energy straight in her direction, utterly devastating the cityscape behind the two of them. With the raw force behind the attack itself, there was absolutely no way that she was going to stand a change against it. He'd won... Or so he thought.

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{Reiatsu Costs}
Reiatsu Pool: 1,000/1,000
-500 for Bala x5
-400 for Gran Rey Cero
-300 for Spiritual Pressure Transfer

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{Stat Changes}
Spiritual Pressure: 300 -> 100
Reiatsu Strength: 600 -> 800

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

She smirked, watching him back off from her. She knew she had him on the ropes, and it was only a matter of time before the arrow would be truly primed and ready to fire. When that time came, there was no escape for him. As he fired off the blasts of pure energy from his fists, she effortlessly cut through every single one of them, absorbing the reiatsu poured into the technique. It was almost time for the weapon to be ready, and only a few more hits would prime it for fire. 

Thankfully, she got the energy surge she needed with the Espada preparing what looked like another Cero. As he was readying it, Priscilla was making every effort she could to close the distance. He'd be vulerable after the attack, much like he was last time, leaving the perfect opening she needed in order to finish all of this off. This was the final stretch, and the beginning of the end. The moment he fired the Cero, she side-stepped it, having been close enough to the point of origin so that it didn't expand far enough to hit her. During the blast, she let her Selee Schneide's blade rest in the blast, as to absorb the necessary amount of reiatsu needed from it, and then, as soon as the blast finished, she cleaved the blade into Adolf.

From the opening he left himself, this attack was guaranteed to hit. From here, she went absolutely ballistic, swinging rapidly into him at speeds he could no longer tolerate due to weakening himself from the constant, massive Cero that he had launched off. He was finished. By the time she was done, Priscilla had to have landed at least twenty or so strikes, all once again guaranteed to hit due to fatigue on the man. He was strong, but not immortal. This was a point that she was going to make very, very clear here in just a second. Right after the very last swing, she jammed her foot into his stomach, as to send him back a bit, and grabbed one of her Ginto Tubes.

“O disturbing power now unleashed, mete thy judgment upon the evil before me.” As she said these words, and poured the Ginto onto the ground, a rune appeared beneath Adolf, who was currently staggering back, and shadow pierced each of his limbs, forcing him into an upright position that he had absolutely no chance in breaking, due to the significant difference in power between the two of them. From here, he was subjected once again to a numerous amount of hits, resulting in probably around another twenty or so. As she slashed into him, his spirit was quite evidently breaking. Every attack against the Arrancar was slowly wearing him down, leaving him unable to mentally recover. Perhaps he was acknowledging what was about to happen.

After these attacks, she slowly backed off, knowing he was unable to attack. She had won. Though, like she had originally planned, this time she was going to finish the job. She wasn't going to allow this fight to continue on for longer than it needed to. As she backed off, she slowly formed her bow in her hand,and changed her grip around the Selee Schneide to hold it by the ring on the end. She turned, loaded the Quincy weapon into her bow, and took aim. She smirked. "So, where did those bold words from just a few moments ago fall to? Where'd the tough talk go? Surely you've a way out of this, no? Too bad, too. I was hoping for a better fight." And with that, she released the arrow, soaring at nigh incomprehensible speeds, straight into the Arrancar's chest. With a slight jump forward, the Arrancar slumped over, still bound by shadow, lifeless. The fight was over; the Quincy had won.

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{Reiatsu Costs}
Reiatsu: 11610

-70 for Selee Schneide
-500 for Blut Arterie

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{Misc. Info}
Selee Schneide OS: 3700

[Col Arana]

Priscilla: 15 Paragraphs+100 for victory works out to 250 TP

Adolf: 10 Paragraphs=100 TP