Fiery Lioness meets Cool Lion? [Amaranta | Tento]

The Unrefined Paragon

Tentō Zefā

THUNK

Oh almighty. You can crush a rock on them abs. Was what ran through his mind as he felt as he blade did it testing slash into Amaranta's ripped core while his body was dragged across the floor. The feeling out blow giving him more than enough of a sensation for him to make a calculation from. Amaranta was strong, physically on a whole other tier by suspension, but her flesh was not something he could not touch. Make his impact felt. And although the blow he landed was not a true strike nor held a killing intent, it would definitely be felt by the lioness.

Then he was thrown, forward like a rag doll as a wave of flames continued to dazzle around Amaranta. It was a show to be had as it glowed with a fiery beauty that matched its owner. But man was it (she) hot! He felt it on him, burning lightly. So much restriction in its effect though, as if it could be so much worse if the decision was just made. He had to hold back a comment for later as he charged in. A reward? Well that was humorous given that was what he was kinda going for here. Getting Amaranta out of the area peacefully (kinda). Another kind part of his mind thought of something else though. FOCUS. Was what his Zanptauko quickly yelled at him as soon as that image came up though.

As he did charge forward, the flaming hunter came. Unrelenting from her side as well. Her punch landing to his leg causing it to quake internally. Flame tingling to further the impact of his leg. His sword traveled to complete its motion but found that Amaranta's flaming hand racing for its target as well. Aiming for one of his shoulders. In a last minute motion after this second strike of his sword touched her, Tento would attempt to twist bracing with a deep breath as he would hope to use Amaranta's body as a leverage point. Using her pressed hand to tilt away just out of reach for her attacking hand.

If he was successful or not, he knew that this was going to be a looooong day of pain. Good pain from a good spar. But pain nevertheless. Either way he would attempt two more slashes sending a quick combo of shoulder height horizontal slashes as he responded to Amaranta's comments so far. "A man with good tastes an get a reward sure. But, it should only be given , if earned ya know" , Tento said during the first slash. "....if I leave a mark it is not my fault. I aint scared of being in the kitchen".

The Unrefined Paragon

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Well this was something. Finding something of a competitive wavelength with this gutsy Arrancar. Effort and a pay off was two people in a sweet dance. And like that motion it required both for anything worthwhile to come from it. "How else is there to take it!?", Tento said with an energetic roar after he felt the two strikes from his blade land against her blazing shoulder. A mental tch coming to him as he saw her body regenerate from the wounds in quick haste. His mind would note the pace of this ability for later. And although this was not a serious life and death battle; he wondered what kind of relentless assaults or all consuming blow would be needed to push Amaranta's regeneration to its limits?

WHISH. Sounded his body as he felt her move hi body. Grabbing his sword and yanking him forward towards her. He had a moment to think, let go of his sword and adjust, or keep his sword and work with what came. His sword, part of him. His grip tightened a defiant hold before...."ARGG!!", reacted the brown skinned Shinigami. Amaranta's body flowing closer to him with an intense heat, her catapulting body flying upward to land a fierce uppercut to his chin that lifted his body a few inches into the air. His head knocking back.

"Heh", Tento mouthed as he brought his head back down, a starting line of blood running down the right side of his lip from his mouth. He pulled his chest forward, moving his body in a charge to pressure Amaranta to force her into a struggle of might. During the effort, he pulled his left hand back, aiming to throw out a straight punch to her face. "Now I'm getting fired up!".

The Unrefined Paragon

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Combat was a fierce role of steps, feints, and head on strong attacks blended in the dance of spirits. Blows landing, heart racing, mind cranking faster and faster as adrenaline rushed through veins; time feeling as if it was slowing down to a snails pace. It was fun. It was exciting. But maaaaaaan did it hurt, this lady could through a punch...

Well, at least he was holding on good against this force of strength so far. "Same to you, although with that healing factor its hard to tell how much of me you can take!", he commented back to Amaranta after taking the uppercut. Her durability was a real challenge; that regeneration factor. No matter, he would continue on in his attempts. He would just have to kick it up a notch!

He felt like he was being pushed on the back foot, but not overwhelmed. He was being tested, refined. Giving a path to grasps and improve. She was strong but in control. She was faster and quick in her motions but thoughtful; it held a practice technique that was natural to a degree as well as calculative. Her strength though, that was truly and utterly something elite if he could put the thoughts to words. This was a challenge to his endurance as much as it was to his mind right now. He like this uphill, this door before him that did not make tense. Tense like that of a normal Hollow. There were no threat of the innocents right now. No blade wanting to cut the thread that was his life.

Only a fight. Him, and her.

His attempted swing came, Amaranta posing the question of how long he could last during his swing. A well. Truthful one of interest. Each punch felt like beyond anything he had ever endured before. Stubbornness, tenacity. Purpose and eagerness. His punch coming as she weaved around, arm gripping him as he felt the heat of her ability burn one again. A yank and he felt her body press into his chest pumping into her body. HE HAD A REACTION TO THAT. "Tch, wanting to get close do ya?", Tento said with a bit of a surprised gape. This was quickly turned into an OH SHIT facial expression as he felt his body shifted and slammed toward the ground. During his fall he took a breath to brace for the blow getting the full impact as a crater was made. Rocks and dust kicking into the air as Tento quickly moved. Relying a bit on the experience he had using brazilian jiu jitsu. If she was going to keep a hold on him then he was going to yank her close to the point that their bodies were practically glued to each other, his hand attempt to snap onto her arm as well and keep her close, his right leg reaching down to lock over her leg to keep her movement restricted hopefully.

"Fuck...if you wanted to be on top, could have asked...", Tento grumbled as felt his body burn more while he began to release some energy. A flicker of water forming around his immediate air above and around him and Amaranta. Water needles formed out of resihi and condensed. "Hadō #28 Water needles of Death!". Water vs fire. Which would get through and be felt!?

The Unrefined Paragon

Tentō Zefā

"I, will take that as a yes then", Tento said with a chuckle at A,aramta's taunt at being close to Tento. He was tempted to make a joke about him making her feel good buuuuuut. He was kinda preoccupied with her being so close and on top of him; letting an intense heat build.

Trash talker or a smooth talker. The chitter chatter from Amaranta was definitely something that made the young brown skinned Shinigami let out a little huff. Full from effort, concentration, and a little bit of something else. Perhaps frustration? Either way, as Amaranta had her fun all Tento could really choose to do concentrate on his kido spell and enchantment. Giving it as quick of a formation as he could muster while Tento quickly moved. Hand held onto one of Araranta's arms still, an attempt to pull her close. And, his right leg locked over her leg and ankle to keep her movement restricted hopefully.

"Well, I am excited, this is a new challenge after all", Tento began as the water needles began to form around. "But, it IS hard when you got a woman who knows what she is doing on top of -" WHACK. Yeaaa. As pleasant it was to feel some soft spots and hard tones of Amaranta's body against his. Well, from her continued bantering, and teasing, as well as those few strikes she tossed his way, it seemed restricted was going to be the least possible thing he could do to her in this position. He ate them, rough and tough but he did as they landed. His focus ironed against the flames of her tenacity.

Her head turned to see the creation of the water needles. The reishi ready to poke and stab in a moderate attempt of penetration from behind. Amaranta was stubborn though, and opted to not give up this advantageous position. Increasing her reiryoku she bolstered her hierro solidifying a layer of energy around her body to brace and bounce off the attempted force from behind. While she did this though Tento took the chance to move his free hand, placing it onto her hip.

She grinned toward him as she turned back. And....pinched his cheek! The cheeky little firecracker.... He blinked for a second, half liking that smile on this woman's face, and the other half saying in the back of his head. Pay back. "Well, good for you. But", In one quick motion he give his hips a buck, attempting to use his core strength to lift and push Amaranta forward. Enough to just through her unbalanced as he continued. He bent his right elbow, aiming to lock her unmoving arm to her side hopefully and then flip with his full strength. Kicking up his left leg using the ground as a spring board to roll while using his left hand on Amaranta's torso to toss her to the side while sticking with her to land on top; right hand still on one of her arms and his left hand pressed against her torso in a mini attempt to keep her somewhat down. More of a feel of her muscles though and quick attempt to understand how she defended against that kido spell. "I like to put in work too, not the lazy type to lay on my back doing something".

Hadō # 36 ,Mizu Ken. Tento would then attempt to throw his left hand in a quick punch to the torso, adding something to it. A condence wave of water reshi around his fist, exploding outward after he threw the punch. Holding more oof into the strike if it was able to land in an attempt to crack this shell. "Nah~ Just trying to get the lioness a little wet", it was a bit dumb but true after all. Her entire thing seemed to be strength and fire. He had to use water to cool down his body as a shield or attempt to prevent her, well, from being hot! "Besides, I like being on top too. Can't have it be easy".

The Unrefined Paragon

Tentō Zefā

Tento's show of determination was a testament to his daily training and duty that he took seriously. Having an steel body that could endure and a will to push and struggle along the way. All the more made easy by the harsh reality that he was really no one strong. So many of his comrades had an insane output of power that put any punch he could throw to shame. All in his end was to use his mind and try to keep up; give the good fight. And grow. Again. And again. And again. Through sparring sections with division members, seated officers. The life threating missions of handling hostile or mysterious hollow appearances. Or the rare and overwheleming situations of meeting arrancars. But out of the hollows and the few arrancars Tento had met so for in his time within the Gotei United. Amaranta took the cake by a mile. The hollow she fought and erased with ease would had been a challenge for him. Possible, but a challenge. But this hot lioness arrancar had so much more under her belt than that.

That did not take away the pain or it effects though.

With each movement he tried to perform to keep up the imagery of a tug of war with her, his skin burned and stun. His breath labored with effort and concentration. Empowering his movements, and his durability mentally at least. But her hot touch was causing more and more fatigue than any simple focus could ignore. He could only push on but, a body could only give so much. His will could only do so much. Right now. Thankfully this was not a life and death situation!

Pieces of his black and white robes burned off, dancing off to the ground slowly turning into ash. Another wince and grunt. Another step closer to the end of this tussle of lion vs lioness. Perhaps it was her strength. Her form of banter. Or perhaps because it was due to his stubbornness with this type of woman before him, all three even? Either way, he was focused and determined to give this all he had even if no civilians lives were on the line!

That pinch though and bravdo from this cheeky little cat made him want to spank her though.

Well, if she was going to settle into a position with him on top of her. And egg him on. Then he would be more than happy to pound her! His left fist, reishi infused with water came down with a slam. Smacking into Amaranta's hardened torso. Sizzling lightly against the heat perpetrating from her flesh. He could feel it land. Strong and precise like he wanted, but that armor of hers was still up and well. How the heck could one skin feel so soft, yet so impenetrable???!!! He felt like he did some damage there at least. But with how this lady that little smile of hers, it was really hard to tell.

"Alright then. I got something else for you then", Tento said pulling his hand back again. "Stay right there and see, if you dare!", Tento roared with a mighty grin on his face. He did not have much gas in the tank. But if she wanted to egg him on and to be impressed. Then as a gentleman with a warrior's pride. He was more than eager to deliver. With all of his determination. All of his focus. He spoke, his booming out in a commanding voice as he began to speak his kido incanation as he focused his energy. "Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and become the wind, stop and become the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle!". As he spoke Tento generated an orb of yellow lightning above the palm of his hand. "Hadō #63. Raikōhō!!!", with a roar he punched/shot with his kido attack. Aiming and throwing the attack as far away from Amaranta's mask as he could. She had so much more below after all, more to land. Whether Tento hit her or the ground. He was sure this would cause a bit of a dust cloud and a devastatingly destructive result. A built up of energy unleashed of a massive concentration of energy which resembles a lightning strike. Sure to give a knockback and take a lot of energy. He was pushing his kido and focus to its upper limits with this attempt and even though he felt he could make this kido attack work and not burn out in a failed attempt. It would not be near its true potential in power output due to Tento not having the skill to truly master this level of the demon arts.