Fight In The Clouds: Yuki VS Vanyel [Greece Event]

Round Two, mother fucker! Hell yeah! Vanyel had made it past the first match! Grinning and cracking his neck, Vanyel was actually glad his previous match was over, since he not only got a new opponent, but also a new stage! Perhaps this one would be less boring. Sliding his tongue over his lips, Vanyel continued to wonder what kind of enemy he would be faced with now.

A Demon? Quincy? Another Human? Hopefully not another human. Masaru had shown him that other humans were just...not fun to fight. Meh, perhaps there were other humans that could serve to be more entertaining! Masaru seemed to vary out on actual equipment rather than using abilities. He did notice that he was using quite the number of those eye things. They were odd, but they certainly were efficient in large numbers.

Tapping the pommel of his katana impatiently, Vanyel continued to wander around the heavenly battlefield for his opponent. The gentle breeze that slowly began to flow and flutter throughout the clouds picked up the jacket that hung behind him. The small metal that dangled from various locations of the jacket jingled and chimed as they gently clinked and banged against the fabric as the madman continued to wait.

A single sound broke out through the wind. The scraping of steel. His opponent was here. Grinning, Vanyel's ocean blue eyes darted to the direction he heard the noise, quickly wrapping his fingers around the hilt of his sword and pulling it out of the sheath. The whirling sound of steel flying through the air sung out like a beautiful music track to Vanyel. The sound of blades greeting each other was even more amazing.

Pointing his sword vertically, Vanyel's weapon quickly intercepted the Wolf's, and his eyes would shift over to the small form that had attacked him out of nowhere. A large grin broke out on his face. The girl! That was his opponent? Excellent! She had proven to be formidable in their last confrontation. He could tell that she most certainly had gotten stronger. However, that was a very good thing! That means they could have even more fun! Turning his head towards her, Vanyel would greet her with a very strange phrase.

"Fish to a cat, ya came back!"

Twisting his wrist to swirl his weapon around his body, Vanyel's head lifted slightly as his sword soon came to rest at his side. Hearing the girl's name for the second time was an annoyance to him. They had met before, why bother saying her name? Sighing to himself and shrugging, Vanyel closed his eyes as the Wolf stated that she had gone easy on him last time. He knew that, and it had pissed him off. You always fight fully in a fight! None of this "holding back" bullshit! Bending over slightly, Vanyel slowly slipped his tongue out of his mouth, dragging the pink flesh over the blade of his sword.

"Well then, little wolf. Come at me. I'm just DYING to find out how much REAL power you hold!"

Roaring at her to fight, Vanyel quickly noticed that the air had shifted. Grinning to himself, his eyes flash a lighter color of blue, before staining them to an icy color. Jiaodian. The Sei ability quickly scanned the girl's movements, sensing the group of spiritual energy that had been gathering at the girl's feet, before his eyes lost track of her. Tch! The grin soon faded into a scowl as his senses picked up the girl....right next to him. The sound of steel whistling through the air altered him of what was to come next.

The sound of flesh being cut caused Vanyel to wake up.

Disappearing and reappearing a small distance away from the little wolf, Vanyel just barely avoided being cleaved in half, almost becoming Vanyel 1 and 2. Right now, this arena only needed one, and Vanyel only could TOLERATE one of him. His eyes soon found their way towards the cut on his side. Not insanely deep, but it was a good attempt. He could hear his own breathing. Loud and heavy. This attack had been strong, but Vanyel was no weak, defenseless butterfly. He was strong as well. Or, he liked to think so in his own eyes. His eyes were glued to the slash at his side.

Blood seeped from the medium wound in his side, and his gloved hand soon covered the cut. Gritting his teeth to keep himself from screaming in pain, Vanyel slowly started laughing. A small giggle turning into full psychotic laughter. Where did THIS come from!? The Wolf actually made a cut faster than last time! Perhaps she HAD gotten stronger than he thought! Drawing his blood-soaked fingers to his face, Vanyel's tongue gently dabbed at his own blood as he began to drink it.

"Well....where the fuck did THIS come from, little girl?! I don't remember you doing this last time! What the fuck!?"

Moving his hand from his face to his side again, a light green would glow from his hand, mending and fixing the wound in his side. He had to use Yuhe again. The only healing skill he had. As the wound slowly sealed itself up, Vanyel would straighten his stance, before readying his sword with one hand. This was interesting. The girl had not fought like this before. It seemed that she had something she was hiding.

Would this fight be better than last time? Or would history repeat itself? The wheel of time would have to move forward to reveal this.