Ground-based Moons Confuse Howling Wolves

"Good."

That single word was the only response Moonie gave to the woman. The way her power wrapped around her body excited him, even as he began to run headlong toward her.

She mispronounced his name, but that was alright by him. Nobody could pronounce it normally. And more than that, there was something Moonie was much more focused on; his body crushing hers into the floor. The entirety of his focus was pointed toward this task, his eyes locked on hers while he approached. It was not incredibly difficult to imagine what she was going to do in response; but the problem was, of course, the manner in which she tried to do it.

Moonie felt her hair against his arm, but she would feel something far worse: a sensation, ripping and tearing away at her defenses from how close she was to the 'flames' that covered his body. She was fast, yes. But this was not the first time Moonie had done battle with someone significantly faster than himself. It was part of why he covered his body in such destructive energy... it made it so that when her foot slammed against his body, just like before, Ulv would feel an unpleasant degree of friction trying to shred her leg into pieces.

It was unlikely they would succeed, but she would certainly learn what it meant to be involved with hand to hand combat against the Moon Iramasha. Moonie's body took the blow, his momentum slamming against Ulv's leg. Whether she could take that much colliding force without her bones shattering… well. Moonie's body roared back, smoke rising through the black fire. His body was half-hunched over… And then, not two feet back, he stopped. Moonie had been planning his counter up to this point; by simply charging ahead, he had been able to focus entirely on what she was doing. And now that he had his target…

Moonie's entire body crushed downward, his hunching form continuing to descend as his weight increased exponentially. He had abandoned everything else but this chance, his body crashing downward as he tried to grab onto Ulv's head. If successful, he was going to plummet her directly down into the ground, his body still moving from the re-delivered force… and then proceed to drag her face against the ground, his weight lightened once again and carrying her along with him.

If he missed, his body would simply be sent flying back. If he connected, he would relesae her after dragging her for a good fifteen feet, his body still hunched over. "Cah… Cahaha…" He chuckled, trying to straighten himself. He could feel that bruise forming on his chest from the impact he had been given. His strange blood was pumping, his hands gripping tightly. That's it. The emotion he felt was stirring his body, forcing him to focus on the pain that was echoing through his chest.

And then…

"RRAAAAAAAUGHF!"

Moonie blinked, his eyes locking onto the interloper as he spun. That noise he made... sounded like a bark from a dog that had just been surprised. Aggressive, trying to regain control over the situation. He was directly facing the man now, his muscles still tense from receiving Ulv's attack. But the one standing over there was… was… …Dangerous.

Moonie had exceptional instincts. The man standing over there… …Woah. Moonie's entire body shook, as he felt something he had not in years. Trepidation. The waves of power rolling off the man, how casually he stood, the glint in his eyes… All of it made the Moon Iramasha's skin crawl.

That was made even worse by the mask that the man dawned.

"RAAAAAAAAAUUUGHHH!!"

The roar echoed through the room, far louder than any living creature was normally capable of. Out in Minatumi, birds and other small animals flew away, a peculiar dull crumbling sound echoing for a moment within the city's walls. The flames around his body swelled, his eyes locked on the man whose face was emanating those negative feelings. Moonie's mind barely registered him as a sparring opponent; there was something more than that. There was the fear that he could not simply spar against this man. That he was going to challenge Moonie, that he would be overcome.

Moonie's body expanded, taking in a terrific breath. The bruise on his chest seared in protest, but he worked through the pain, using it to focus himself even further. His arms were crossed in front of his chest, his eyes turning white from the degree of power he was accumulating within. His arms thrust downward, pushing the entirety of his spirit into what was about to emerge…

"MOON GOD'S ROAR!"

Again, that earth-shattering noise rang out, multiplied far more than it should have been from the fact that Moonie was fighting within an indoor area. Along with the sensory assault, a tremendous ball of Blast emerged from his mouth, the ground ripping and tearing as the sphere-like construction burst forward. It did not spin or anything like that; it was simply a wave of black flame, heading squarely in Hayden's direction. Simply dodging out of the way was perhaps an option, trying to avoid the meat of the attack; but even the edges would still cause tremendous friction against the body of its target, scraping and scarping away.

It was a warning shot. How Moonie felt would be plain to tell from the blast… and the way that the man responded would determine how things were going to go from here.

On some level, Moonie was still aware that Ulv was there. But at the same time, he could not quite bring himself to feel aggressive toward her. She did not have the same kind of presence; perhaps it was something she would learn here. He reaction to Moonie's attack would also be important for him to see. Whether she accepted it, went after him for using it, followed it up when she saw Hayden trying to deal with it…

Moonie was eager to see.