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Zommari, the Septima espada of Aizen Sousuke’s arrancar army entered the battle arena, which was just outside Las Noches. The two Septimas would be fighting among the sands of Heuco Mundo under the ever-present moon. “I’ll end this quickly and show you why you don’t amount to half of what a Septima should be...” said Zommari, his arms crossed and his blade at his side. It was clear that the espada was confident in his own abilities and thought little of the other seventh espada. “Lord Aizen would best your own Sonken Kouhai. It’s only natural that his espada are stronger than Kouhai’s,” spoke the black arrancar. His hollow hole was visible on his chest and his mask fragments were visible in a mohawk pattern on the top of his head.
Post by Magnus Wonderwizz on Aug 2, 2011 3:32:30 GMT -5
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The laughter was demonic, unnatural. it was coming from another Arrancar, this time white, long haired one. He was Magnus Wonderwizz, Septima Espada in Arrancar army of Sonken Kouhai. "You certainly are giving me good laughs. Aizen stronger than Sonken? His Espada stronger than us, swords of Sonken? Do not make me laugh. We all have reached to the heights that most likes of you cannot reach. But here we are, talking like crazy idiots. Why don`t we go ahead and let our swords speak? C`mon, lets play the game. Winner will live...perhaps." Saying that, Magnus took the Sumo stance, just to give himself better balance, and he as well drew his sword. For him, this could only be good fun, or complete boredom. Magnus hoped that it will be first.
“Hm... is that so?” said Zommari, unimpressed with the other espada. The black espada didn’t even unsheathe his sword. He was confident that he didn’t need to just yet. This other Septima didn’t look anything to worry about. There was no doubt in his mind that Szayel Aporro or even Aaroniero would be able to beat this pathetic excuse for an espada. The 7th observed the other one with callous eyes. It was a look that conveyed disgust and malice. He was not planning on leaving Magnus alive today. One way or another, the white sands would be painted red with the blood of seventh espada tonight. Zommari began walking towards Magnus with a calm, collected expression. “You will have to earn the right to see me use my sword... Magnus Wonderwizz,” said the black arrancar, still walking towards the other espada.
Zommari looked up slowly towards Magnus and in an instant he was gone in a sonido. Magnus needed much higher senses in order to even hope to track the espada. Unfortunately for him, the other Septima was completely off his radar for a brief moment. Zommari had been the fastest of all the original espada. Greater than even the Primero. Magnus was in way over his head. The espada appeared behind the other arrancar in a mere moment. Magnus wouldn’t even have the speed to turn around by the time Zommari had moved behind him. In an instant the black man’s arm shot out and he delivered a fearsome punch to the back of the other arrancar’s head. It was a very vulnerable area of the head and it was very likely that this strike would cause a concussion because of the sheer speed at which it was delivered. There was no dodging this for Magnus. It would hit him since he was not prepared for it at all. A sumo stance was the wrong choice. Whether or not it hit directly on the back of his head depended on whether Magnus turned his head or not.
Reiatsu: 900
Last Edit: Aug 17, 2011 15:03:18 GMT -5 by zommari
Post by Magnus Wonderwizz on Aug 17, 2011 2:12:41 GMT -5
OOC: Hell, I even forgot about this, thats why it took me so long. Also, since you are Runner type, your Reiatsu amount with 200 spiritual Pressure is 1000, not 2000. So, therefore, you have 900 Reiatsu left. Fix it.
IC:
After looking up on Magnus, Zommari disappeared. That meant only one thing. Sonido. Magnus knew that he would attack opponent`s back with that kind of speed. He presumed that Zommari, being on level similar to him would do the same. he tried to turn around, and meet Zommari with his sword. Tried. He did not even turned around completely when Zommari hit him. Magnus was sent flying. He landed in a sand few feet away. His head was hurting badly, and the vision became blurry. However, Magnus had no time to waste. He got up in an instant. He needed to use something good. And he just got the perfect idea.
Immediately, Magnus used his Sonido to get a few yards left of Zommari, and as he stepped out of Sonido, he shot out his Bala. It was aimed at the ground. With Magnus`s Reiatsu strength, it was big. Then, Magnus used Sonido again. This time, he appeared 20 yards above Zommari. And he was using his Zanpakutou... on his left palm. The blood sprayed out, and then it started glowing. As he was falling, Magnus charged a Cero. Massive one. One of strongest Cero, that was reserved to Espada only. "Gran Rey Cero!" , he yelled out, as the huge blast of energy, a massive, lime green Cero shot out. It had potential to hit Zommari. Remember that Bala earlier? It was aimed at ground on purpose. Since there was only sand under them, Magnus used Bala to raise some of that sand up to create a smokescreen. It was a flawless plan. So, the only thing expected was that it would work. Remaining Reiatsu: 2600 (-200 for two Sonido, - 50 for Bala, -400 for Gran Rey Cero)
Zommari stood, unsurprised that his hit connected. Magnus was incredibly slow in his eyes, even with sonido. Zommari’s eyes followed Magnus as he aimed a bala at the ground. The espada didn’t even move as the attack landed uselessly in front of him, kicking up dust in the process and blocking Magnus’ view of the espada. “Gran Rey Cero!” said the Septima firing a Gran Rey Cero towards the cloud of dust below him. Unfortunately for the long-haired espada Zommari was no longer within the cloud of dust. He could move naturally as fast as a shinigami with a speed of 120 using shunpo without using a step technique at all. This was certainly a force to be reckoned with. It would be impossible to hit him with attacks as slow as cero. Zommari stood a good 40 yards from the cloud of dust behind Magnus, but the Septima wouldn’t know this because he was so focused on where he believed his opponent to be. In reality Zommari had sprinted out of the dust cloud the instant Magnus had used a sonido, so he successfully gave the illusion that he was still inside.
Zommari was in complete control now. His opponent was falling helplessly towards the ground with no ability to turn or stop his descent. “Time to end this...” said Zommari unsheathing his blade, “You were rather disappointing, undeserving of the name of Septima...” With that the African arrancar sprinted forwards at a stat speed of 1,200. Even with Magnus’ okay senses he was a blur of movement. The other Septima’s only option was bala, which Zommari was prepared to dodge in the middle of his charge. Magnus would have no time for cero and no air ground to sonido off of. There was no dodging this next attack, and since twisting 180 degrees was impossible once falling straight down, blocking would be difficult as well. Magnus’ mistake was sending himself so high into the air and leaving himself at the mercy of gravity.
Zommari leapt up at Magnus’ back as he fell, meeting him 5 yards above the ground. The espada’s blade traveled forwards at speeds unconceivable to the long-haired espada and it stabbed through Magnus’ back up through his left lung and near a few important arteries surrounding his heart. Even if he knew this attack was coming it would be impossible to do anything about it. Zommari’s sword would be stabbed through his back and the exit out of the left side of his chest. This fight was as good as over.