Two Minds are Better than One

[Kazura Uzaki]

G-Gained a few pounds? How dare he suggest such a thing? Kazura was actually kinda offended by the statement, as he thought that he had maintained his peak physical physique and appearance. After all, his strength was athletic and he could run as fast as a moving car if he was trying. He could move fast enough to blur to the naked eye. Doing so burned quite a lot of calories! Indignant towards the comment that he'd lose his playboy status, Kazura turned his nose up at his friend and stormed out of the room to equip himself for the "spar" which was going to show Asmoskon just how physically fit the fullbringer was. When he returned, he was ready for some serious action.

"Ground rules? I won't use my fullbrings, in fact I'll leave them in the corner of the room, if you won't use your unique bow properties. Other than that, we should be able to utilize the rest of our abilities so long as we don't cause too much damage to the room. Oh, and one more thing..." Kazura, while he was talking, was walking towards the corner of the room and setting up a big piece of paper on the wall. He drew two lines horizontally and two lines vertically to form a tic tac toe board. He labeled the columns A, B, and C and the rows 1, 2, and 3.

"To exercise our minds while we do this, we'll imagine tic tac toe and call out our positions using these letters and numbers, like a game of chess. If you win a game of tic tac toe, the other must hold still and let the other slap them in the face. Good plan?" Kazura had a cruel and mischievous side when it came to games, it seemed. He had to if he was going to keep his mind occupied for longer than a few seconds. He craved, no, needed the mental stimulation as well as the physical effort to keep both his instincts sharp and his body physically fit. In a move of respect to Asmos, he called out his tic tac toe move, but let the Quincy make the first move in the spar.

"B2!"

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

The young Quincy was actually quite surprised by the reaction from Kazura to his mock comment. In truth Asmoskon knew that he was always competitive especially with those that he saw as his equals. A bit of playful teasing was something that had always been something that tended to play a role with him. It seemed though that Kazura hadn't taken his comment with the same competitive spirit as Asmoskon. They were going to be going against each other now Asmoskon stood releasing a sigh mixture of regret and stress. He was used to speaking frankly and without much of a filter due to his time training soldiers. Perhaps he had pushed the line a bit with his last comment. It didn't matter in the long time as far as Asmoskon knew the most that would come of it would be Kazura trying a little hard in the sparring session most likely which just meant that Asmoskon would have to respond accordingly.

When the sparring session was nearly ready to begin and Kazura was just checking everything one last time. It was clear to Asmoskon that he was slightly at a disadvantage due to the fact that he hadn't brought all of his equipment while Kazura looked to have brought the majority of his own if not all of it. Some of the stuff Asmoskon had seen in the past and knew what it did, but others he had never seen before and knew virtually nothing about. The only thing that Asmoskon could do was guess at what Kazura's equipment had been developed to do. Kazura by comparison knew about his quiver because he had been the one to develop it prior to Asmoskon starting all of his experiments. Thankfully though Kazura didn't know about many of his arrows and those could play a vital role in this sparring session. Of course there were also many that had been designed with the purpose of killing enemies and as such utilizing them in a sparring match against his best friend wasn't something that Asmoskon was going to stoop to in order to simply claim victory.

Asmoskon was checking everything one last time only to sling his quiver over his back and secure the straps over his shoulders like a back pack to make sure that it wouldn't be falling off of him during the match. It seemed that Kazura wanted to set up some rules for this sparring match. The idea of facing each other down with nothing other than equipment that they had both made and the techniques that they had worked so hard to acquire was an interesting one. It would definitely even the match out as Asmoskon knew that when it came to the strength of their reiatsu his out shined his friend. He welcomed the challenge though with a grin. It seemed that wouldn't be enough for Kazura though as he drew what Asmoskon originally thought was going to be the outline of connect four.

It seemed that Kazura wanted to play tick tack toe while they sparred one another placing a further risk on the board when it came to facing the other. The grin spread wider across Asmoskon's face as the challenge of facing down his friend grew larger and larger the more time passed. "Alright just make sure you can keep up on both battlefields." Asmoskon gave his friend a smirk making it clear that he wouldn't be taken of guard by his friend even with the knowledge that his friend's brain could process information even faster than his own. As Kazura called out the position that virtually everyone called out at the beginning of tick tack toe Asmoskon's feet lifted off the floor pushing him at three times his maximum normal speed as he executed the technique known as Movement.

In an instant Asmoskon would be a few feet to his right in mid flip with his body upside down his legs spreads apart and bent slightly as his arms were extended and the black bow appeared in his left hand. Drawing back the bow string while focusing his reiatsu into the form of three black arrows one between each of his fingers was second nature to Asmoskon after training virtually his entire life. The action required so little thought now that to him it was no different than breathing. Releasing the arrows from the prison of his grip they would fly towards Kazura. The distance between the both of them was limited to the small room. However, as the arrows flew towards Kazura he'd be able to see that they quickly split apart each of the three becoming two as an additional one broke off from the originals downwards.

Converging on Kazura within the next moment were six arrows each positioned to strike him together with one aimed above while the other mirrored below. Should he move to the left or right he'd be in position for the other arrow to hit him. Staying still wouldn't be an option unless he resorted to utilizing a technique. This was the first move against his friend and one that Asmoskon tended to utilize against enemies at the beginning of battle in order to determine the intelligence and flow of his opponent. There was no doubt in his mind that Kazura would be fine such an attack wouldn't be nearly enough to push his friend , but it would still serve it's purpose regardless. Asmoskon's feet would touch the floor once again as the arrows would reach Kazura and he'd be left standing watching whatever unfolded with his friend as he called out. "C3!"

Remaining Reiastu: 440/500
Six Class 7 Arrows {-60}

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{Stats & Skills}
Strength ❖ 300
Speed ❖ 400
Spiritual Pressure ❖ 100-50%=50
Reiatsu Strength ❖ 400x2=800
Light Aura ❖ 80
Dark Aura ❖ 20
Instinct ❖ 300
Senses ❖ 300
Energy sensory ❖ 100
Healing Expertise ❖ 0

•[Weapons: Archery] [4]
•[Acrobatics] [3]
•[Strength of Will] [3]
•[Battle Analysis] [3]
•[Battle Focus] [2]
•[Crafting] [3]

[Kazura Uzaki]

Asmoskon did not make the Tic Tac Toe fatal mistake on his first move, which was good. Showed promise in that he could handle a child's game with proficiency. He opted for the lower right square of the board, which Kazura then responded to as the Quincy stepped into the air rapidly. "A1!" He chose the upper left square to go at the exact opposite side of the square that Asmos had chosen. He did not aim for making a pair in a row that could lead to a victory in three rounds, which could be easily blocked but chose to let his friend opt for an aggressive or defensive maneuver on the Tic Tac Toe front.

Once in the air, reiatsu built up as the man formed arrows along his bow and fired six of them at Kazura. They weren't directly at him, but spaced to make it difficult to dodge them. And they were moving quite fast, faster than Kazura could dodge on his own speed. Pushing off with his left foot with Movement, he used the unique property of the technique to cut it off early. In doing so, he rotated his body ninety degrees to simply blur and be facing sideways at the spaced out arrows. It'd be close, and the arrows would cut into his suit, but he'd avoid getting too much damage by sucking in his gut and letting the arrows pass him by.

The suit would immediately begin to suck in reiatsu out of the air and weave itself back together. The cuts in the fabric from the arrows would sew themselves shut and repair. Leaving Kazura in an immaculate suit once again. "See, I can fight and still maintain my appearance of a gentleman." While he talked, he thought of how he could best spar with Asmos. Dodging a bunch of arrows, while would keep him physically fit, would not be very fun. He was better up close and personal, but closing that distance was difficult against a Quincy. He chose to just take a chance and see where it went.

Disappearing into a flash of Bringer Light, he shot himself towards the tic tac toe board, then pushed off the wall again and disappeared even faster with a second step that left a pillar of light. He headed for the opposite wall and bounced off again with the third step, the one too fast to leave a pillar of light. This would give some minor element of mystery as to where he was. Did he head for the back wall to try to get behind Asmoskon? Did he go to the opposite wall from the tic tac toe board and was more aimed at the Quincy's front? Or was he coming from the side directly after his second step?

By the time the third step was reached, Kazura was travelling at 4,500 speed. Sure, it was tiring to do so, but Kazura had energy reserves for days that could keep up with such wanton burning of reiatsu. Truth be told, he was aimed for Asmoskon's front side, aiming a rocket punch at the man's gut. If hit, it could potentially knock the wind out of his friend and send him flying backwards due to the strong momentum. If Asmos stepped just a foot or two to the right or left though Kazura would miss completely. This had to be done in between the second and third steps since Kazura could aim his third step towards his friend, so the timing of Asmoskon's dodge would have to be just perfect. Was he up for the challenge?

Remaining Reiatsu: 9,625/10,000 (-25 Movement, -350 3 step Bringer Light)

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

The arrows that Asmoskon had only fired a moment ago soared through the small space that made up the training dojo that both he and Kazura were inside at the moment only to manage cutting through the combat suit that Kazura had decided to wear against him. The fact that Kazura managed to squeeze himself through the small opening in the attack pattern showed Asmoskon that his friend was and would more than likely always be someone that could think faster than him even in terms of combat. What was more surprising though was the fact that the suit began to mend itself right away. Self mending clothing wasn't something that Asmoskon had ever thought of producing yet could see the use of immediately.

Kazura just had to comment about how he could still fight while looking like a gentleman causing Asmoskon to grin. This was definitely going to be a sparring session that would push them both likely to new limitations while containing themselves from truly seeking the death of their opponent. Asmoskon felt Kazura's reiatsu signature spike and then saw him disappear with a bright burst of green light. Asmoskon although he had one of the fastest processing brains on the planet knew that he couldn't keep up with what Kazura was more than likely going to do right now. He could feel that his signature wasn't diminishing which meant that he was only going to increase his speed until eventually he attacked at a speed that he couldn't hope to evade.

That left few options for Asmoskon yet one that Kazura like most wouldn't see coming was one that Asmoskon had utilized over the past few years to deal with this type of situation. Kazura was just as fast as himself last time he knew yet knowing the properties of Bringer Light knew that he couldn't hope to match or evade Kazura without utilizing his most powerful step technique. Executing that at the start of this sparring session though would only give Kazura the victory. That's why suddenly the quiver on Asmoskon's back started to go to work immediately as the young Quincy motioned his right hand backwards and gripped the nock of the arrow that the quiver delivered to its master against its creator.

Raising the arrow above him Asmoskon pressed a blunt arrow head against his left palm only a moment after his bow dissipated vanishing from sight. Asmoskon grinned at this point as Kazura continued to move throughout the room building speed. This was the only moment that Kazura believed Asmoskon could possibly evade his attack yet all he would see would be the grin of his friend. In the moment that followed as Kazura moved faster than the speed of sound itself a black liquid sludge like substance began to fall from the shaft of the arrow above Asmoskon. Kazura would in the following moment be able to deliver the swift rocket punch against his friend. He wouldn't find his friend's gut to be defenseless though as Asmoskon motioned his right leg backwards in order to support his current stance from everything, but the side. While also flexing ever muscle in his body with the exception of his arms in order to not break his arrow.

Asmoskon would be knocked backwards a few feet yet wouldn't be knocked off of his feet themselves instead dragging himself against the flooring of the ground. Kazura would realize though this was a problem for he would be dragged along as well from his own momentum. The black substance was still covering Asmoskon from the shaft of his arrow and now it was covering Kazura's arm and even more every moment that passed. This tar like substance would smell horrific even to Kazura yet to Asmoskon if he hadn't been the one to create the substance and knew how horrific it was he might very well have passed out. What was important though was the simple fact that Kazura would feel like his arm was being pulled into the substance and he wouldn't be able to pull back unless he somehow managed to do so with a force of 200 or more.

Asmoskon was't one to fight up close without the use of his bow yet at this point after taking a direct hit from Kazura to the gut he knew he was on the losing side of this sparring match. He had to think for a moment just how far would be acceptable in this match against his best friend. As the substance continued to cover them both now for a few moments the first bit began to solidify. Once solid it would be even harder to break requiring a force of 300 or more. So many of Asmoskon's techniques were meant to kill there was only so many that he could use against his friend without fear or harming him severely. "Not afraid to get your suit dirty are you Kazura?"

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Item Name: Setchaku-zai Shafuto
Item Type: Weapon
Item Rank: B
Creation Skills: Crafting 3
Item Description: This is a rather unique arrow shaft that Asmoskon crafted for hindering foes without killing them. The shaft holds a mechanical sprayer that normally can't be seen as it's under the body of the shaft and only a few small holes can actually be seen at any time. When the arrow makes contact with something the sprayer will activate and release a thick adhesive substance that is black in color. The adhesive is much like tar yet smells far worse and is stronger. When first released the substance is wet yet thick like sludge and when something makes contact with it they will feel as if the substance is sucking them inside of it. To pull away one needs 200 strength however in the following post the substance quickly hardens becoming like pavement and requires an offensive stat of 300 to break.

[Kazura Uzaki]

Asmoskon didn't choose to dodge, but to brace himself and prepare for the full brunt of the assault. Moving as fast as he was, there was no time to change his course or anticipate what this arrow that the Quincy was holding was going to do to Kazura. So his body flew at supersonic speeds to hit his friend in the gut and push him backwards. This resulted in the Fullbringer getting stuck in a distasteful tar that reeked. Thankfully, Kazura's sense of smell was barely above average, so he wasn't rendered comatose by the terrible smell. But it was still getting all over his suit and that bothered him.

As if to add insult to injury, Asmoskon not only didn't call out a tic tac toe move, but commented on the suit being dirty instead. Frowning, Kazura pulled at the tar only to find he was completely stuck. His body started to turn red and steam drifted off his body as he pumped reiatsu into his muscles and skin. But yet even with Pulley he didn't have the raw physical strength to pull out of the tar that required superhuman strength to break out of. Before it could harden, though, Kazura pushed outwards with his physical and spiritual strength to repel the nasty tar.

The Martial Discipline: Ken was a technique that turned one's physical and spiritual strength into an aura of repulsion and intimidation. Kazura's aura was not very large, due to his average at best reiatsu strength, but it had a combined repulsion power of 300 at the current moment due to Pulley raising the Fullbringer's physical strength to superhuman levels. So even if the tar hardened, Kazura's repulsion power would be sufficient to blast it away from him. He couldn't move while exercising Ken, though, so he switched it off and kicked off and away from the tar arrow.

Ken would have pushed away all of the tar, therefore Kazura's suit would be crisp and fresh as new. "As fresh as the day I had it custom made for me." Having put a little distance between the two of them, Kazura now had to figure out how he was going to go on the offensive this time. He opted for using his Conversion Gauntlets for now. Focusing his soul command abilities through the gloves, air was broken apart into highly combustible hydrogen and oxygen in a pure state. Asmos would feel a spike in power coming from the gloves as the molecules were literally ripped apart by Kazura's focused abilities.

Aiming his palm at his friend, Kazura launched a blast of this air in his general direction. It was ignited by a spark generator, leading to a ball of flames being launched forwards. This ball of fire possessed 150 strength, so it was equivalent to a flaming bear clawing at him if it hit him. But Kazura wasn't just firing a blast of fire out of his palm, he was also willing to direct the fire with Soul Dominance if it needed to swerve to the side or accelerate randomly to hit Asmos. Kazura was confident in his ability to tend to wounds and he was confident in his friend's abilities to react to whatever came his way...

Remaining Reiatsu: 8,675/10,000 (-400 Pulley, -200 Ken, -200 Conversion Gauntlets flammable air, -150 Soul Dominance)

Air Portions Left: 9/10
Strength: 150
Speed: 450

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

The impact of Kazura's punch although within the realm of expectation and experience of Asmoskon was heavier than he had been anticipating to feel. The additional momentum from traveling at supersonic speeds caused much more pain than Asmoskon would have expected and that pain told him one thing right from the moment of impact. Kazura had just caused some sever damage internally. His gut hurt even though he had been flexing and his muscles outclassed Kazura's own multiple times over it wasn't enough to handle the momentum. He was more surprised he wasn't coughing up blood right away then the sight of his friends face once he realized he couldn't pull himself away from the tar that was now covering them both.

As Kazura's skin turned red and he began to try and pull himself away from the tar Asmoskon took the opportunity to quickly bring his forehead forwards as fast as he could yet held back his true strength. Attempting to bash his forehead into Kazura's forehead with a force of 150 if successful to Kazura it would feel like he had just be hit by a grizzly bear. Whether or not it was successful though wouldn't matter in the long run for Kazura was quick to activate Ken which broke apart the tar from his body. As he stood free from the chemical creation Asmoskon sighed slightly. It was hardening completely now and as such the Quincy flexed and pulled himself free shattered the now rock like substance which layered the ground.

"Well you're not making this easy. Wasn't sure who would resort to such caliber techniques first." Asmoskon grinned widely with a friendly smile. "Glad to see it wasn't me though." the grin would vanish once Asmoskon saw movement. This was still a friendly sparring match yet it was escalating at least a little into the realm of more serious combat. Asmoskon didn't know much about what Kazura could do with his equipment and only some basics on what he had seen previously from Kazura. As he felt Kazura's reiatsu spike once again for a moment though he saw the reliance on his arm. Whatever he was planning it was going to be a ranged attack of some sort. Leaping backwards was something that Asmoskon had done physically more than a few thousand times in his life an action that was honed the thought barely came to mind.

As he put distance between them even only a few feet he could tell vaguely what was about to happen. At the moment he wasn't holding anything as the arrow that had released all of the substance was now empty and attached to much of the still solid tar in the middle of the room. Instead of drawing another arrow and forming his bow like most Quincy instead Asmoskon simply brought his right hand forwards in front of him aimed in partially the same manner as Kazura. As the air rushed towards Asmoskon igniting into a ball of fire Asmoskon smiled. He hasn't been expected something so similar. As he focused his reiatsu and flames burst into view in his palm. In the next moment the flame would rush forward in the form of a large arrow the size of Asmoskon's arm.

While the fire projectile that Kazura created was formed from science and reiatsu it paled in comparison to the arrow formed from pure reiatsu that soared from Asmoskon's hand. While the fireball coming at him moved at a speed that would have once been impressive and hard to deal with Asmoskon's own moved at the standard speed of a Quincy arrow which by comparison dwarfed the fireball. As the two projectiles would clash against one another it would be made apparently almost right away. Asmoskon's arrow would strike through Kazura's fireball dispersing it only to continue on towards Kazura.

Asmoskon wasn't expecting Kazura to stand still or allow the arrow to hit him especially with its size and elemental make up. Going on that along with the inside game of tic tac toe Asmoskon focused his reiatsu on the bottom of his feet in the next instant utilizing Hirenkyaku. He'd go from his current position of C3 forwards until he was on the other side of the small behind Kazura. As he reappeared Asmoskon made a rush of three separate actions. The first two of which were more second natural than anything else physical he could do beyond subconscious actions like blinding. His bow materializing in his left hand while a black arrow formed in his right. At the same time Asmoskon drew in the reiatsu from this side of the room through his cross and then into himself to restore that which he had already used and more. He'd release the arrow that he had just formed almost right away aimed to strike Kazura through his left thigh. Kazura would have to execute Bringer Light or even Ken in order to gain or evade form both attacks at the same time. "C1!"

Remaining Reiatsu: 840/500
Quincy Cross: (+800)
Geist Pfeil (Spirit Arrow): (-400)

[Kazura Uzaki]

Kazura's puff of fire was met with a much larger arrow of fire that was moving considerably faster. Raw power had once again dwarfed the man's Science and Technology, which was off putting but something that the Fullbringer was willing to work on. He had only crafted one version of the conversion gauntlets and there was plenty of room for improvement. That much was obvious to the man now. As the first arrow streaked across the room, Asmoskon disappeared in a flash to go behind Kazura and fire a second arrow at the man's thigh.

Kazura was completely aware of Asmos' power of reiatsu strength, and knew his own limitations. Even with Pulley and Gate, Kazura's Ken would not be enough to stop either the Geist Pfeil or the standard arrow fired from behind. Kazura knew that he wasn't powerful enough when he wasn't using his Fullbrings, so he knew that he had to dodge somehow. Stepping to the side with Bringer Light or Movement would be the easiest thing to do, but that would be predictable. He also had to deal with the Tic Tac Toe game becoming unwinnable now. It was going to be forced to a draw unless one of them slipped up and forgot where the other had made a move.

Dodging was, however, quite a lame way to train. So instead, he decided to push his body to its limit and catch the first arrow that would be arriving sooner. Using his mastery of street fighting, Kazura spun in a roundhouse kick ending his foot aimed in Asmoskon's new direction. He then stuck his arm out to catch the Geist Pfeil and used Redirection to intake the reiatsu technique, cycle it through his own reiatsu network, then fire it out through his foot that was pointed at Asmoskon. He used the more advanced version of this technique to add his own reiatsu strength to the power of the Geist Pfeil so that it would be able to dwarf the standard arrow coming at where his thigh had been.

Body already cooking from the strain of Pulley, Kazura now found his internal organs starting to overheat from the stress of taking a powerful technique and sending it back out. He had been training his body to work on his physical stamina, like when he ran a half marathon with Irina. But this was a whole new kind of stress on his body, one that he hadn't exercised in awhile. So it was good to work out in this way, both in physical, spiritual, and mental determination. Having fired the arrow out of his foot, it was time to move in the Tic Tac Toe front. He had to block Asmoskon's offensive maneuver and prevent instant loss. "C2!"

Remaining Reiatsu: 8,425/10,000 (-400 Redirection Class 2)

Flammable Air portions: 9/9
Regular Air Portions: 1/1 (+1 Air intake)

Strength: 140
Speed: 420

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

This sparring match between two close friends was beginning to rise in danger. There was no ill intent on either side towards their friend beyond the urge to emerge victorious in friendly competition. The power that both used against one another continued to rise until now as the flaming arrow of reiatsu smash through the fireball that Kazura had crafted utilizing his spiritual and scientific knowledge. Asmoskon vanishing from his position in order to gain a new angle against Kazura which he swiftly used to launch another attack.

In the next moment though Kazura showed that he was constantly improving just as Asmoskon believed he himself did. Managing to counter the fire arrow that had been surging forward by using the advanced technique known as Redircrtion Kazura kept himself from damage and then release the arrow back out through his foot. The arrow now coming at Asmoskon melted the standard arrow that had just been fired. It wasn't often that Asmoskon witnessed someone utilizing Redirection despite the potential the technique had in combat. The fact that his friend could use it so well was both invigorating and reassuring. For now he knew that if need be Kazura could save himself from virtually any attack formed from reiatsu.

The Quincy being young and extremely competitive wasn't going to give his friend any chance he could to emerge victorious in this sparring session. It was for that reason that Asmoskon had already started to move the moment that he witnessed his fire arrow being absorbed. Asmoskon hadn't moved to either side knowing that Kazura would be able to see him once he attack. Instead Asmoskon was stepping backwards one foot after the other until by the time Kazura spun around and sent the fire arrow back out through his foot Asmoskon was already at the edge of the training room.

Just as Kazura had done only a few moments ago Asmoskon utilized the wall of the sparring room. Jumping up off the ground and bending forwards the acrobat managed to place his feet off the wall and then push with all the strength in his legs propelling him off the wall upwards towards the ceiling. Executing a forward spun Asmoskon would land on the ceiling of the room only to push off again. He had evaded the fire arrow by getting above it and now would land on the other side of the room and Kazura.

"A3!"

Giving away his new position whether Kazura had been able to see him above the burning flames or not wasn't something that Asmoskon was used to in this type of situation. Normally in battle he wasn't one to speak instead focusing heavily on the movements and fighting style of those he went against. This wasn't a true fight though and as such continuing with the mental game on top of facing down his friend was enjoyable. As he landed in the new position though Asmoskon was quick to raise his bow and pull back the strong once again firing off four arrows each positioned to strike one of Kazura's limbs. This time though if Kazura only moved slightly Asmoskon's short bow would materialize in his right hand and a single arrow would be fired immediately from the bow at a speed of 1600 positioned to strike Kazura right through his right calf.

Remaining Reiatsu: 650/500
4 Class Five Arrows: (-120)
1 Class One Arrow: (-70)

[Kazura Uzaki]

Asmoskon demonstrated considerable physical strength as he pushed off of the wall, hit the ceiling, then pushed off again and landed behind Kazura. Continuing his momentum from the roundhouse kick, Kazura spun to face his friend as the Quincy called out his Tic Tac Toe move. Kazura's face lit up in an evil smile as he discovered the game was not going to be a draw after all... But first he had to deal with the four arrows headed for his limbs at incredible speeds. As he used Movement in a similar manner to before, Asmos summoned his short bow and fired a doubly fast arrow towards the Fullbringer's calf.

There wasn't much Kazura could do. He already was off balance by half stepping to the side to let the first arrows pass by him, so all he could try to do was summon Ken to lessen the impact of the high powered arrow. His strength and reiatsu strength weren't nearly strong enough to divert the full arrow, but they'd at least slow it down a tad before it pierced through the calf. Whether or not that was smart, making the arrow slower and drag through his flesh more, that remained to be seen, but that was his knee jerk reaction to the incredibly fast fifth arrow.

"A... 2..." The pain of being slashed through the calf was not more than Kazura could take, but it was definitely hampering his ability to continue very long. If he could use his Fullbrings, he'd bind up the wound much better, but for now he tore his self-mending suit and bound his leg in a tourniquet to stop the bleeding. "That's three in a row, my friend. A2, B2, and C2. Now I get to slap you in the face as you hold still." Limping forwards, Kazura hoped that Asmos would honor the deal and not retaliate yet.

Not having nearly as much physical strength as the Quincy, Kazura's slap shouldn't phase the other man too much. It was more of a symbolic slap as a victory in the mental side of this spar. "I don't know how much longer I can go, what with this wound. I can stitch it up myself if you let me activate my Secondary Fullbring, but apart from that I think that you have me outclassed. My real strength is in my Fullbrings, after all." Limping towards the side of the room, Kazura prepared to stitch himself up if Asmoskon would let him.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Flipping throughout the room wasn't something foreign to the Quincy. Asmoskon had always practiced gymnastics growing up as the style of archery that he adapted to suit himself had actually come from his mother. She had been the one that taught him even though constant movement especially flips and rotations could burn through one's stamina and mess with accuracy it prevents most enemies from countering the Quincy at a range. In reality she had been proven correct more than once. Throughout his life as a Quincy and career in Xcution Asmoskon had defeated many adversaries that couldn't land a fatal blow on him simply because of his unpredictability as an archer. Taking it to the next level though had been something that only Asmoskon had succeeded in doing to his knowledge.

Now as he fired upon his friend and watched Kazura maneuver himself in the same way that he had previously in order to let the arrows pass by him only to then feel the bite of the fifth arrow puncture his calf. Seeing his friend in pain wasn't as gratifying as he could have expected. As competitive as he was seeing his friend in pain didn't bring him any sort of pleasure despite knowing that in reality he had just claimed physical victory in the sparring session. Standing still and grinning as Kazura made his way over and then smacked him across his face Asmoskon brought his hand up wiping a bit of blood from his nose. "You really need those gauntlets my friend." remarking on how compared to the average spirit entity Kazura was more than lacking in physical strength.

Waiting until after Kazura had asked if he wanted to continue the spar Asmoskon thought for a moment. It couldn't be passed mid afternoon. Perhaps there was enough time left that he could stay for a bit longer. It wasn't everyday that he got a chance to practice against someone on the same level as himself without threat of death. "Yeah go ahead and stitch the wound. Would you wanna turn things up to the next notion though? Practice against oen another at half our maximum?" Asmoskon although he didn't phrase it all that well was confident that Kazura would get the message. He was willing to face Kazura while his friend used one of his Fullbrings and he used half of his bow properties.

[Kazura Uzaki]

As Kazura limped over to the bench, he opted to not release his secondary fullbring and instead to just stitch himself up manually like a barbarian. He moved over to the first aid kit in the side of the room that would have the supplies that he needed. As Asmoskon talked, Kazura applied cold, burning, agonizing isopropyl alcohol to the wound to clean it. He washed the area thoroughly though it stung and took quite a bit of his strength of will to power through. Having cleaned the area, he removed the needle and sutures and began to stitch the gaping wound closed. The first step was to sterilize the needle and sutures. Picking up the needle, Kazura used Soul Dominance to vibrate the needle incredibly rapidly. This raised the temperature of the needle to sterilizing levels.

The next step of the process was to make the wound cleaner. Getting out a scalpel and sterilizing that as well with another use of Soul Dominance, Kazura cut into his leg to make the jagged areas of flesh smooth and ready to suture together. He removed the hemostat from the kit to hold the needle and attached suture materials and got to work. His stitches were precise and practiced, closing up the wound in no time and finishing off by tying a surgeon's knot at the final edge of the suturing and cutting the "thread" that was being used. His calf was now all stitched up and was ready to support his weight again. Well, it would be better than it was before with the gaping wound.

Kazura contemplated what he would do at "half his maximum" like Asmoskon had requested. He could either use his Primary or Secondary Fullbring to accomplish half his maximum, but which one? On the one hand, his Secondary Fullbring gave him incredible versatility and some defensive capabilities. His Primary Fullbring, though? High defensive capabilities and some versatility. He opted for the high defensive capabilities so that he would prevent future jagged wounds. If Asmoskon hit him, it would still be considered a wound in their game, but Kazura was confident that his armor could hold up against the Quincy's arrows unless the Quincy was trying to maim him by using Gate or something.

So, with a nod, Kazura moved over to the side of the room and collected his belt. The scarred, burnt, slightly warped tool belt was precious to him. It had been scarred by Souza Kuchiki's lightning quite a long time ago now. It felt like Kazura's whole life had been this spiritual existence due to his highly trained mind now making it so he lived life in the slow lane. Traffic was absolutely the worst when his brain was moving at computer processing speeds. But it really had just been the last few years that he had embarked on this transformation from plain inventor to spiritual genius. The belt that was precious to him would transform quickly through the forms, starting at Incomplete and immediately transitioning into the Complete version.

A sleek black armor covered Kazura's entire body. His helmet eyes glowed blue as his HUD appeared in view. Well, his own view, not Asmoskon's. The red bat across his chest also glowed as the reactor started up. The armor had absorbed the gauntlets on Kazura's arm, so he wouldn't be able to utilize the flame properties of them any more, but he had gained a defense that was based upon the amount of reserves he had instead of the focus of power that he had. This defense would be impenetrable to Asmos' plain arrows at the Quincy's current level of Reiatsu Strength, which would keep Kazura from taking any more serious wounds for now. Again, though, he'd still consider it a wound if he was struck by an arrow, even if it didn't pierce him.

Getting into a loose stance with his fists raised, Kazura was ready to continue the workout.

Remaining Reiatsu: 7,425/10,000 (-300 2x Soul Dominance, -200 Incomplete Fullbring, -500 Complete Fullbring)
Complete Primary Fullbring: 1/13

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon could really tell that out of most of the spiritual individuals in the human world Kazura was someone that he valued highly. When it had come to his subordinates while he had been in charge of Xcution's military Asmoskon had looked after them all almost as if they were members of his own family. When it came to Kazura though he found that he didn't like the knowledge that despite practicing with the other man he still caused him a fair bit of pain.

He wouldn't admit it easily and there was no doubt that he didn't find the sparring session along with the ideas for new technology enjoyable. To Asmoskon this was as good a day as he could hope for. The only person that brought Asmoskon more enjoyment was his wife. Due to all her responsibilities as a Captain of Soul Society though sparring against one another wasn't something that the two of them could do very often. Going up against someone else that employed technology though now that was exciting and new.

Asmoskon had been the one to suggest utilizing half of their total power yet now as Kazura stitched his leg wound and grabbed his Fullbring the Quincy found himself in thought. "What exactly would be half my power?" Visible thought was displayed obnoxiously across his face as he pondered that question. Usually the Quincy fought either at less than half or full throttle with very little middle ground. His thought process was pushed to the side though when he saw Kazura release his Fullbring.

It had been some time. He had only ever seen the complete stage of Kazura's Fullbring once when the both of them had been attacked by the Vandenreich. It was a mighty spiritual weapon whether it took the form of armor or not. "So he's choosing to go along with that then." The black sleek armor still looked so freaking awesome. Well if Kazura was going to employ armor than it stood to reason he should as well.

Inhaling deeply for a moment the Quincy focused his reiatsu and Kazura would watch as pitch black designs began to appear across his face and arms. His body almost completely covered by what looked like tattoos only for most of them to be concealed by his clothing. The dark markings beneath his eyes and the bulls-eye type circle on his forehead. Bending his head to the side the loud crack of his neck signaled that Asmoskon was really going to start pushing Kazura in perhaps the most intense workout his tower had ever seen.

Kazura was slipping into his stance while Asmoskon did the same getting into what looked like a basic boxers stance yet without his hands balled into fists. A small moment of completely silence between the friends until the Quincy sprung his right hand forward. This would be the moment that Kazura would undoubtable see what the markings across Asmoskon allowed him to achieve. Five separate small arrows, comparable in size to a butter knife flew towards Kazura aimed to strike all of his limbs as well as his helmet. "The judgment of blades is unopposed. Those within be cast aside by the power of the seven executioners" It was clear that Asmoskon was perparing some sort of technique yet what could it be and would Kazura strike before he could employ it.

Remaining Reiatsu: 400/500
Class 4 Arrows: (5x) {-250}

[Kazura Uzaki]

Tattoos formed across Asmoskon's face, neck, and arms and most likely across the rest of his body too as it seemed to disappear into his sleeves and shirt. This was a power that Kazura had not seen demonstrated by his friend before, so he wasn't quite sure what the potential abilities granted him were. But as the Quincy swung his right hand forwards and let loose a barrage of arrows, Kazura surmised that Asmos himself had become a form of Bow. The arrows, however, didn't really seem to bother Kazura. He was pumped up in energy from the power of his Complete Fullbring manifestation and was ready to throw down. His vast amount of spiritual reserves were now powering his abilities, raising his defensive and offensive strength to quite a bit higher than Asmoskon's offensive and defensive strength.

The Quincy had manifested five separate arrows headed at Kazura's limbs and helmet. Crouching down to let the helmet arrow pass over him, Kazura manifested a spiritual Tower shield to block the other four. He left the shield "attached" to his arm, tethered using his Works Evolved property so that it would remain just a few inches off his left arm as if it were physically connected without actually touching Kazura. Grabbing his UE2 Handgun from his side, he loaded it with ammunition of pure reiatsu from his Fullbring powers and let loose a triple burst fire round at his friend. The recoil was enough that the spread of bullets would be much less precise than the archer's arrows. But the bullets would head quickly (650 speed) towards their target and could be mentally corrected in trajectory if Kazura needed to.

With one bullet left in the chamber, since he can only create 4 bullets at a time, Kazura just waited to see what these arrows did. Asmoskon was definitely preparing something, but the Fullbringer had no idea what it was at the moment.

Remaining Reiatsu: 7,025/10,000 (-300 Tower shield, -100 4x bullets)
Complete Primary Fullbring: 2/13

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

This small sparring session between friends was certainly starting to turn up to Eleven now as the both of them released a portion of their true might via their unique abilities. Asmoskon had never expected the simple five arrow shot to actually succeed in inflicting any sort of damage against Kazura. He knew that the black armor that was his friend's Fullbring would be strong enough to prevent his arrows from penetrating. That didn't mean that a set up wasn't out of the question.

Now as he began to speak the incantation to the only ginto technique in his arsenal Asmoskon saw that Kazura managed to form his reiatsu into a large shield that looked to be attached to his armor. "Well that's new." His arrows bashed off the surface of the shield shattering against Kazura's superior spiritual strength. It wouldn't be any fun if it was easy though. Kazura was quick on the draw ready to shoot his own projectiles now.

Asmoskon had been on the battlefield so much in the last five years which in the Human World was littered with firearms. One thing that the young Quincy had learned to do very quickly in order to survive was predict the trajectory of a firearm and react the moment such a weapon was turned on him. This was definitely turning into an interesting match of projectiles inside of a room. Asmoskon was certain that if Kazura was utilizing reiatsu projectiles he had found a way to alter their path. No evasion would be much to attention grabbing on Asmoskon.

He would try and see just how far this sparring session was going to go between them. Activating his power property Asmoskon watched as the bullets almost reached his chest. This was perhaps the most challenging thing about a battle of projectiles between the two of them. Both could think so fast that the speed of their attacks was almost like playing toss with a child. Each bullet wouldn't strike Asmoskon's chest though as arrows extended from the position of his chest firing off to meet the bullets only a few inches off from him.

It would all happen in a matter of only a moment yet at the end of the moment Asmoskon slammed against the right side of the wall a grunt escaping from him at impact. His right arm was bleeding as the three bullets had pierced through the flesh of his bicep . Perhaps that little attempt had been a bad choice even if this was only practice. Asmoskon had executed Hirenkyaku at the last possible moment in an attempt to evade the bullets yet he hadn't been quite fast enough to succeed completely.

Now though immediately the Quincy would look to Kazura and smirk. He hadn't ever tried what was running through his head now. Channeling his reiatsu in the center of his chest Asmoskon inhaled deeply while absorbing the reiatsu from the room through his cross and then into his body. It would take a moment yet in that moment Kazura would definitely notice. He would feel a sharp pain yet where the pain was located that was a mystery.

Asmoskon's arrows hadn't stopped the bullets from hitting them because they hadn't clashed against the spiritual opposition. Each arrow had simply seeped into the smaller projectile. Now although Asmoskon had been inflicted physical damage from the bullets Kazura would feel the pain of his body being hit with three arrows. Pain was so many things, especially a weapon. Asmoskon was curious just how long Kazura would hide behind that shield. Unleashing the reiatsu that he had channeled from his chest Asmoskon began a massive volley of arrows fired directly from his chest that didn't seem to have an end in sight so long as Kazura blocked with his shield.

Remaining Reiatsu: 650/500
Quincy Cross: {+800}
Hirenkyaku: {-50}
Class 7 Arrows: (50x) {-500}

[Kazura Uzaki]

Kazura watched as his bullets struck home, but not before they passed through and seemed to absorb three arrows from Asmoskon's flesh. That was definitely odd, and Kazura filed it in his mental filing cabinet of things that he'd need to remember. Especially when there was a reversal in this spar and suddenly he felt like three arrows had pierced through his flesh right through his suit. He gasped for air for a moment before pushing through the pain. He was incredibly stubborn, after all. His mind sorted through the available information and concluded that Asmos's powers had somehow damaged him directly without contact with himself, but with an extension of himself. Or something. If that was the case, this shield wasn't going to stop the fifty or so arrows that were starting to come at him.

Sliding down to the ground, Kazura forced the soul of the ground to rise up with Soul Dominance, forming a physical shield in front of him rather than the spiritual shield that was dismissed as it was no longer of use. Kicking back, a pillar of light would reveal him to have used Bringer Light to move just a few feet back, then kick off again to the side of the room. The second pillar of light would be pretty close to the first, and from there on out there would be no telltale pillars from the repeated steps. Kazura ran to the corner of the room as he reloaded the pistol with four more bullets. From the corner of the room, he fired one, then made his third step up to the ceiling. From there, he generated two reiatsu swords and sent them downwards at his friend.

Stepping off a fourth time, he hit the floor a bit harder than he was expecting, bouncing a little and firing off two more shots from the opposite side of the room as the first shot. He was being careful to avoid the area where fifty arrows were headed by bouncing around the room as far away from the place he had been. He was hoping that sending out so many arrows would blind Asmos to the rapid movements and the small bullets that were being fired, as well as the silent swords that were descending from the ceiling at his shoulders. Five projectiles in total, two large swords and three small bullets. Wouldn't really compare to the assault of the Quincy, but they were aimed to be hitting from three directions rather than just from one point of the room. Maybe that would throw off the man, but most likely not. And if somehow he intercepted the reiatsu constructs and hurt Kazura again, then the Fullbringer would know it was time to switch tactics.

Remaining Reiatsu: 5,825/10,000 (-150 Soul Dominance, -200 2x Swords, -100 4x Bullets, -750 4x Bringer Light Step)
Complete Primary Fullbring: 3/13
Final Bringer Light Speed: 4,800