Moonie's form felt the wind blowing across his body as he relished in the raw emotion of their conflict.
Yes… this… He smiled, for no other reason but to enjoy the feeling. He was free as a bird, more powerful than any animal on this planet. He was here by his own choices, and that was a glorious thing. Glorious.
"Voi." Moonie let out in reply to her roar of defiance. He did not need any further words about the subject; his voice was enough.
His hands gripped around her shoulders, and he felt the icy cold gripping them, making him grit his teeth as his eyes widened farther and his arms both roared with intensity as Blast energy infused them, matching her Aether as blue and purple energies violently pulsated out from their bodies. This feeling of their souls grinding against one another, made him laugh into her face. The face of a mad berserker, lost in the beauty of his craft. While Cirno appeared to focus her energy inwards, Moonie was the exact opposite. He was an extrovert when it came to exerting his power, and it was that exertion that was now felt across the upper part of her body.
His form flowed behind her, but something happened that made Moonie blink in surprise. That would be the laugh that she let out. It was a lighthearted laugh, different in nature from any that the Moon Iramasha made. The Ice Angel's laughter would be his greatest warning as wings made of ice shot out in front of him, waves of force pulsating through them, likely leaving thousands of web-thin cracks as Moonie's hands tried to push in, tried to crush, destroy!
He could feel the pain as it went through her body. He was not aiming primarily to harm her. No, he was aiming to shock her. That was what the bulk of Moonie's combat philosophy boiled down to. Shock and awe. He could break a person, crush them, snap each of their vitals beneath his fingers. But what was the fun in that? Those actions would go completely against the Way of the Fist.
Moonie nearly laughed as her elbows came back. It was the exact kind of move that he would make in such a situation, so he could only let his mouth fall downwards, directly behind her head.
"Kehehehe… Hehehe…" He laughed derisively, overjoyed. His stomach had two large bruises forming over his pectorals, and the rest of his body was then forcibly ripped off of her, making him laugh as he threw his hands downwards. The water rose up to meet him as he diminished his resistance field, letting him slide along it and using its friction to come to a stop.
Joining him on his high-speed water ride was the Icy girl herself.
"Voi…!" Moonie grit out, his right eye opening as he blasted her with a sense of pure bloodlust. Intimidation was something that came naturally to the berserker, and that was why he attempted to employ it with a smile on his face as she appeared next to him. Moonie could follow her speeds with his eyes. He could never move quite that fast, since speed was not his forte…
But his eyes were used to that fact.
He wound up looking where she ended up, water splashing across his face and hair as he grit his teeth. Her blow came straight into his sternum.
Huh… That's my strongest spot… the stomach is a much better target. He could not help but think about the flaw in her combat. Maybe her speed was too high for correct accuracy, but it was fundamental combat logic. The sternum was for…
"Cahahaha!" He laughed into her face as the wave of pure force smashed into his body, causing his eyes to open wide as he looked into her grinning face. A pair of battle demons they made. But it was that single, solitary trait that made them have so much
fun.
That was why they were here, after all. Moonie's sternum took the blow, the cloth that stretched across half of his body ripping and tearing beneath her hand as redness spread across his sternum, the energy that held him together taking a severe battering as Moonie and Cirno slid across the water due to the force of her attacks. Severe bruises and cracking on his face and sternum, further bruises on his stomach….
"VOOOOI!" Moonie roared out with excitement as he slid the few meters away from her, his mouth open wide with excitement. He acted like… a dog. Without warning, black energy began to flow down from his backside while he moved, a black tail of pure Blast energy forming behind him as he came rushing back for more.
The waves of energy that flowed around Moonie did not phase him. He could feel them around his body, though. He could definitely
feel that energy. It was like eyes all over his body; his animal instincts made him feel as if he was being hunted.
Yes. He meditated, continuing to charge forwards as her energy poured around him.
Crunch.The sound of his foot smashing into her stomach could be heard for miles, like a crack of lightning. Cirno took a full-force attack from the Moon Iramasha, her body pushed up into the air from the sandal that burst into thousands of shards, falling into the ocean. That left only the Moon Iramasha's foot pressing into the flesh of her stomach.
"VOOOOOOOOOI!!" He roared in reply, coming in at her other side…
Before she grabbed his hair.
"Voi." He let out, his tail whipping out from behind as the Blast-construct smashed into the side of her head. She taunted the bull, she was getting the horns. His body was gripped, tossed into the air as his tail whacked her again from the other side of her head. It was like a freight train slapping her around, having lost its breaks before crashing into the station.
"CAHAHAH!" He laughed, his eyes closed. He could
feel her behind him. He had spent some years without eyes…
as she well knew. His right arm lifted into the air, his fist gripped tight as her foot crashed down into it… before a wave of Blast surged out from it, likely ripping into her leg or the blinding white energy, ripping and tearing it into pieces beneath the black flames as they roared into her.
Moonie let her push him down, resulting in him looking at her upside down, that smile still plastered on his face… but now his eyes were wide, staring directly into hers, as if he were examining her very soul. Then she screamed.
Moonie's body exerted no discernible sound. However, what hit her in reply was an absolutely
deafening roar. A roar that was like a meteorite plunging into the planet's crust, a gigantic sledge hammer that crashed into her body as her roar was overwhelmed. Perhaps it was because of the lower vocal chords of a male. Perhaps it was because Moonie's roar was centuries old and he had spent millenia perfecting his battle cry. Perhaps it was because he felt challenged, and therefore she was given a rare display of what Moonie could truly accomplish. In any case, he would not be able to make more sound at least for the next few moments.
It was even possible that she would not be able to hear the sound of her own voice after that kind of exclamation.
"Voi, something?" He replied, his body language showing the questioning nature of his comments.
"Leader?" He continued to question, letting his body float as she continued speaking. He was not about to interrupt her. This was a
battle, not a war. They were warriors, not soldiers. Warriors spoke their minds and expanded them, using their bodies and souls to experience the true meaning of life. That was the Way of the Fist.
Her next attack never came. Instead, Moonie's entire body roared with Blast energy, releasing a wave of pure energy around himself as he threw both of his hands out to either side. The Blast energy began to increase in intensity, pushing and pulsating out as the amount of energy began to rise exponentially. Moonie's body was facing hers… but the entirety of his body had become shrouded by the black flames that ripped and licked at her body.
Through that blackness…
they looked into her eyes.
Pure white power flowed from the gaze of the Moon Iramasha as mouth opened, both of his arms thrown down to either side of his body as the black flames roared inwards, coursing into his body as both hands reached out to either side of his body. His eyes and mouth could be seen through the black shell that now encompassed his body.
Moonie's hands moving up to his mouth as he began to breathe in, his stomach growing a ridiculous amount as he gathered energy in his mouth. This was the
Moon Blaze's Return: Break the Dark!Moonie's mouth half-stuttered, unable to make the proper sounds due to his earlier exclamation. So it was that the first building-sized energy blast blew out from Moonie's mouth, crashing forwards towards Cirno's body, trying to run her over, covering her in black flames that would rip, tear, and shred every fabric of her being. The red eyes of the male shone as his black-covered hair strewn behind him, his body crashing in behind his wave of energy as a vicious right-hook came for the right side of her body.
The force behind that attack pushed out as Moonie's left hand crashed through the black energy that was swarming around her body, trying to grab the left side of her head. Moonie had released his first true level of power… This was likely going to hurt.
Moonie attempted to drag Cirno's head downwards, his knee coming upwards as he bent his body to the side, trying to rattle her brains with a strong smash into the side of her head. Their little dance wasn't finished yet, though. As the black flames dissipated around them, a deep purple had taken their place, and that purple was realigning Cirno's body directly towards the Moon Iramasha, ruling him as the new center of gravity.
Where she would see the arms of the Moon Iramasha stretching out to either side of his body, his eyes glowing behind the flames as great waves of Blast emerged, forming mouth-like appendages as he smashed the two waves of flame together directly on her body, making it feel like an earthquake of ripping and tearing friction was surrounding her body, Moonie finally letting her go from any Gravity based influence as he burned before her, his laugh coursing across the battlefield…