Looking for an Equal [Mirja]

While Vlad talked it seemed that the female simply bolted ahead; it seemed that she was pretty adamant in avoiding any unnecessary contact with him; was this going to be the way she treated her the entire time that he was in Vastime? Sure, it was not as though he was expecting much of a very warm welcome, he did expect that there wouldn't be a very cold person either. Perhaps he could warm her mood over time, though it seemed he shouldn't hold his tongue over this.

It had taken a few minutes, though they had eventually arrived at the only building of which she had spoke earlier; it was rather large building and as such Vladimir took a moment to simply look the building over. They trusted the female with such a large training ground? Well, it seemed that she was competent, at least in some areas. It was with this deduction that he chose that he should approach this situation with caution; she already threatened his life once and it was that which made him take this a bit more serious than he usually would have.

It was as he had entered the building that he was expected by the female; it seemed that she was moving at a much slower rate than when she had first approached him, and it was with this that he would be able to handle the situation; his eyes still enhancing his sight, he didn't even need to enhance his body to handle this situation. It was with a light leap back, no more than a meter, he would move his right hand up to pull her head down. A simple way to lessen the momentum she was using in this strike, and an excellent way to set up for the rest of what was necessary to depict his prowess. Grabbing her left arm he would quickly sweep at her leading foot; with this he would swing his foot across his body, leaving it closer to his opposite foot. Assuming that this was to land Mirja would find herself with her back to the ground and Vladimir striking downward at her face.

It seemed that Vladimir had taken too large of a break; while it was true that a break was necessary when doing intense training, if a person were to rest for too long there was a chance that their senses would dull, if even for a moment. This dulling was rather dangerous for a Vladimir; who knew if it were to effect him inside, or outside, of combat. In this situation it seemed that he had made a rather naive mistake. He had pushed himself back a foot too far, though he knew that he had to keep with the movements; practically he should have only moved back two feet; this would have been the perfect amount of room where he would not have to move forward to get her within range, as well as allowing for the best of follow ups. It was with a sigh that he had already realized what this had meant for him.

As she dragged him in he was able to see her head move back, a pretty solid indicator of what was to come. It was with this that he allowed for his chi to flow through his body. A warm feeling began to overtake his chest; it was something which was very hard for Vladimir to describe to others; it gave him a boost in confidence as well as increasing what he knew he was able to achieve. It was with this that this warmth spread over his body and down toward his legs and feet. This all was something that was very much an internal feeling; his body was not actually increasing in temperature at all.

It was with this that he would begin to move his head back, not very much; it was enough to lessen the impact of her head. It was with this, as he was being pulled in, that he was able to launch his counter attack. As she pulled him in, rather quick, with such force he pulled up and forced forward his knee; assuming that all was going according to plan their heads would collide as his knee collided into the her stomach. With the extra muscle tone that the chi was allowing his leg moved at a rather quick speed; with the two being so close it seemed that this knee was going to collide. Assuming that this was the case, and this would only occur if he was able to cause her to jerk inward, her body hunching over, then he would thrust his other knee into her face. He was not keen on being taken lightly, even during training.

Vladimir seemed to be in a rather odd situation; no matter what he was trying he found that there was no real end to this madness; the female, or wolf- which was more accurate was rather hard to tell-, was clearly holding back. The fact that she wasn't going all out, yet was able to move as she was caused some distress in Vlad; sure, he did not mind a good spar, but a person should know when they are in over their head. It seemed that he was going to have to pull out all the stops in order to keep up with her, and even then he was unsure if he would actually be able to keep up.

It was from nowhere, but he was able to sense it; the change in the air as energy was something that put him off; he had an odd sense that this was going to end rather poorly for him. It was with this that he realized what was going on. Gritting his teeth Vladimir decided that it was time to push himself a bit; what was the point of training if a person was not pushed to the uppermost limits of their body? It was with this determination that he had decided it was time to try and push himself a bit more; it was with this that he had decided push the chi harder, faster and thicker through his body.

It was with this that he felt the dynamic clash in his body; his dou was rather weak and as such he had to be rather delicate. It was not very easy to keep the two in balance, though he was able to do so; even if it only lasted for a small amount of time that was all that he would need. It was with this that he would blow open all of his gates, except for the one which was in his mind. That was something which was not going to happen, he was no where near ready for this.

It was with this that he could feel his chi fighting off the energy as best it could, though he already knew that it wasn't going to be enough. It was with the counter that she disappeared, though it seemed she was not being careful enough. Sliding behind him, giving his ears such a gentle sensation. It was as though she was screaming her location to him. Excitement filled his body as he felt the gentle caress of the wind against his body; that was until it had become forced, it seemed that she had leaped into the air. The change in the environment, his increased sense screaming to him that she was coming from above; it was with this that he would reach upward, catching her leg as it crashed down he would step forward, his knee cracking as he did so, and slam the female into the ground. It was as she hit the ground that his arm would begin to crackle; it was as though sparks were flying from his arm. A blue light began to emit from the arm before it shot form his arm, toward the girl who was on the ground. The beam, 2.5 meters in radius, was a highly concentrated beam of his own chi. It was with a light sigh, and a slight wince, that Vladimir would retreat back two meters. It was time to see if this had any effect.

Vlad was rather content with his movement, he had felt that although he was at a major disadvantage that he had done rather well with his reaction and had made some form of impression on the female. It was with this, however, that he had already known that the female had evaded his chi; the energy suddenly had spiked in her body and it was as though she was moving a great deal quicker than before; not only this, but his eyes were no longer being enhanced by his chi; he knew that he had used up what could be considered the safe duration. He had already known that she was holding back, but he was not expecting her to be holding back this much; this was as though she had gained access to a whole new reserve of energy.

It seemed that she had taken his movements, all of which felt rather natural to him, as though they were some sort of challenge; while he was appreciative of the thought he knew his bodies limits and that he was in no way able to compete with her in this moment; sure, he could try for a last burst of energy, but he could feel his chi slowly becoming unstable. He needed to either improve his control of his Dou, or find a way to rid himself of the necessity of Dou in this state; both of options seemed to be equally difficult, though necessary. To continue his growth he would have to achieve one of these two achievements. It was with this in mind that he was rather disappointed in how he was going to be forced to reply. "I wish I could love, really I do. However, I already know how taxing this is on my body and that I should not endanger myself any further; being able to last this long, what was only a few moments, is hard enough. I'm sorry, but I am sure we could go all out in the future. I'm sure you'd enjoy that." He chuckled, his arm beginning to feel a bit numb. With a sigh he fell on his ass; his whole body was beginning to feel worn. "Well, it seems that I should've stretched..." He sighed, scratching the back of his head. "Are we good?"