The Moon God Offers Training [OPEN]

"THERE'S YOUR PROBLEM, RIGHT THERE!" Moonie declared, his right fist smashing into James body as his eyes were wide, letting the intensity absorb him as he roared. "YOUR MUSCLES ARE TAUT! MY BLOW WILL DAMAGE YOU EVEN WORSE NOW!" Moonie declared, before hearing the man's laughter. Voi… am I getting through…? He wondered, continuing forwards with his next attack, Moonie's eyes looking down at James' punch as he smiled wide.

"Voi…"

The male let out, as he heard a familiar 'shwup' noise. It was the sound of Shunpo. Each of the high speed movements tended to leave some noise in their wake, and Moonie, being a slow combatant on the whole, had learned to identify each of them. Moonie's gaze turned towards Hayden as the other man began to speak, and in that moment would release the entirety of his battle-lust, the aura hitting Hayden like a train and if his body wasn't ready he would feel a colossal amount of mental force smashing into him, possible making him fall back and stumble before Moonie realized what he was doing, calming himself slightly.

James' punch slammed directly into Moonie's body as he looked away, the force passing into his body as it careened outwards, the radial force smashing into the ground as a gigantic cloud of dust exploded outwards from Moonie's feet, leaving a huge indent in the ground behind him. Where James' fist had smashes into his chest, a terrific bruise joined the others, purple in color on his chest as he took in a breath, the bruise stretching outwards as the pain signals raced to Moonie's brain, causing a small smile even as he looked over at the new arriver.

"Voi. Moonie Iramasha, Moon Iramasha." Moonie told the man in reply, smashing his hands together as the air around his body shook slightly, before beginning to cackle. "We are training…" And in that moment, Moonie's entire body would begin to tense as he felt the death matter, his muscles beginning to seize as his tongue went slightly numb, taking deep breaths. "...Voi, did you learn how to use that shit from a man who seeks only the destruction of innocent souls?" Moonie asked Hayden seriously, all joy and pride having left his eyes, leaving only cold hatred, his spine having gone straight again. Depending on his answer, Moonie may be inclined not to train him. If Hayden indeed learned how to use it from Wolf and did not see any problem in the alternate use that he had performed on Moonie, then there was no way that Moonie would approve of sharing with him the Way of the Fist. In fact, he may simply fight him for the need in his gut to destroy that kind of philosophy.

Meanwhile, James was still before him, so Moonie would reach down with a smile, deciding that this was fair if Hayden's answer was approvable. Lifting up his right hand, Moonie would drive his thumb up James' top, before placing the torque into his right shoulder and elbow, lifting his arm up as he pushed his elbow downwards, his body throwing his shoulder back as he attempted to launch James outwards at Hayden like a horse flying through the air.

Then, Moonie's body would fly soon after, his right fist coming up as he threw back the rest of his body again… and followed through with the left arm, attempting to give Hayden a solid left hook across the cheek, but something was different than the last two blows that Moonie had used on James. This attack was not supernaturally powered.

Not imbuing his muscles with chaos energy, Moonie allowed for his toned right arm to deal out the damage, not sending Hayden launching away from contact but merely knocking his face to the side. "Voi, I think I know how to fix you… But I can't do anything for someone who doesn't want help." He continued, his right foot catching the ground as he brought his left foot back, stamping it into the ground as his waist began to curve, his right foot coming upwards, trying to nail it directly into Hayden's chest, before sending the other man flying, finally turning to James again.

"Voi, better. Actually, you know what, for now, only physical bodies are allowed. Of course…" He let out, black flames flowing around his limbs as they covered both of his arms, the flames rising upwards as he cackled at them both. "You can enhance that body in any way that you choose. First one to make me put a knee down, on the ground, will be allowed to use more." Moonie instructed them, lowering his right and left arms to the side, his chest thrusting out as the purple bruise that had joined his brown one was prominent for both of them to see, the indent still laying the field behind them.

"Voi, but I won't fly more than seven feet above the ground." Moonie told them, before smiling as he brought his right hand upwards, a surge of Blast coating around it as the flames backed off. They became a spiral around his right arm, his face looking down as he crashed the attack forwards, smashing it into the ground as he smiled, releasing the sheer wave of force into the ground as the area around them began to rupture, pillars of stone shooting upwards as the stone cracked from the uneven distribution of the force that Moonie had sent into the ground, eventually causing for where he was standing to sink into the ground, his arms folding in front of his body as he looked at the both of them, his red ringed eyes wide as his smile told them both what he was thinking.

"So come and get me, CAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Such raw desire for battle was almost overwhelming as Hayden leg stepped back not from his body not being ready, he was a soldier ready for battle at a minute notice. No it was the fact someone held the desire for battle something he had only encountered maybe twice in his whole time as a shinigami. Yet this step wasn’t meant to appear unwavering in fact it seemed a fire was being lit under Hayden as a small smirk began to play on his lips. He loved a good thrashing as much as the next man but when it came to this level of lust for battle he simply felt a stir within his gut that demanded he meet it head on. Such raw power was rare to come across but when you did it was always nice to see someone who knew how to throw a punch and take one it seemed.

But as he spoke and sensed the substance that was forcibly implanted in Hayden when he first began his Vanguard career. He didn’t know much about the man but he knew he did not follow his philosophy so with a bit of rage tainting his voice Hayden eye’d the man for even thinking he would ever follow such a weak minded view. “Trained? I was not trained to use this- it was forced upon me by a man named Wolf and when I find him again I intend to make him pay for the lives he’s taken… including what he did to me.” He explained closing his fist as swirls of the dark energy crawled around his hand before dispersing as he opened his hand.

His thoughts on Wolf where conflicted, but it was sure that he did not worship the man or follow his philosophy nor would he ever with that type of corrupted thinking. Hayden despite his flaws and insecurities at the end of the day was a protector of this world and those he held dear- to become Wolf might be the very thing to contradict that at least to his knowledge and what he learned. So as he told Moonie this- it was hopefully the most appropriate answer but soon he began to see the man reaching down to grab Hayden ally before hoisting him up quickly and.. threw him at Hayden. Well that’s a interesting way to start this fight off with.

It would be rude to let the man fly through the air and hit Hayden but it would also be rude to just let him miss Hayden and crash into the ground. So instead with master level speed he began to focus his eyes to pin point where he would need to grab him to cancel the momentum deciding on gripping his leg and arm. When they made contact with Hayden he would place his leg back causing them to remain grounded as he grabbed the man effortlessly- but his focus hadn’t exactly left Moonie either- Hayden did have a master in focus when it came to fighting multiple enemies and keeping his cool. So as Moonie came at Hayden he would quickly shift his weight playing James down quickly attempting to bring his hands up to parry the attack but he was only able shift away from the attack a bit. The connection was still made causing Hayden head to turn to the side as he smiled from the contact- noticing the attack was spiritually powered.

The man began to speak about fixing either Hayden or his ally perhaps both of them- but this was a bit strange. Maybe Hayden had some problems he needed fixing but if combat could fix them then he was all for it, maybe he would discover something new about himself. But as the man body turned his foot being planted on the ground Hayden was able to shift his weight forward attempting to interrupt the combo, his own foot shifting forward as his should thrust out while he was on one foot breaking into the stance before he could rotate to kick Hayden. While the kick could still land he would see Hayden eye’s glow maroon as he tapped into his own battle lust sending both of his fist forward vertical to each other to attack Moonie torso. Should they land it would attempt to unbalance Moonie since he is on one foot and while not the most damaging attack it hit his solar plexus with masterful speed dedicated to attack speed rather than movement at this moment. Once it landed it would still leave him open for a kick to send him backwards but should he be granted the time he would dash backwards to get some distance with his Ally.

Afterwards Moonie would talk some more before stating the terms of their sparring match, no powers that didn’t enhance their bare physical bodies and the moment one of them put him on a knee they could use more. This cause Hayden to smirk because… most of his abilities revolved around augmenting his body to power levels far beyond his current one. I guess you could say this isn’t even his final form yet.

“I can agree to that but you may regret your words!”

As the shockwaves were sent out Hayden jumped into the air using his shunpo to appear in the air before them, letting out a grunt as the area shook from the amount of energy released in a kinetic form. Hayden didn’t want to reveal his trump card this early or use his death matter, so by pure willpower and superior body control he will his body to increase its strength and speed by fifty percent as his body pulsed twice as his body went into a semi- natural overdrive. Finally, the clouds in the air began to swirl as the field began to darken as Hayden called upon the storm- for if Moonie was the Moon Iramasha then Hayden would show him the physical might of the storm. With two crackles of lightning striking the field they began to converge on Hayden naturally empowering him as his eyes glowed an electric blue and maroon.

“Let’s do this!”