Re: Just Like A Buffalo... [Azariel, Khaana]

Mon Oct 28, 2024 10:11 am

Azariel was confused as to where she was summoning all of this strength. He could barely tell whether she was human, Arrancar, a very intelligent Hollow, or something completely different. Her Spiritual Pressure alone couldn’t ease his mind, and neither could the bleeding pain. The creatures couldn’t be slowed down by his Balas, so harder-hitting blasts were in order- or so he wished. The girl had appeared before him, her face veiled under a tough helmet.

His first instinct was to raise his swords, and so he did – clashing with her sword at first, but being overwhelmed by the surprising blast wave that not only cut his chest, but sent him far into the woods. He was no longer in the city’s area anymore, and while he managed to brake on the dirt with his slim feet, the cut remained on his chest for just a few seconds before hastily patching itself up. He showed to be a tenacious nut to crack, despite the adversary being in the offensive.

My mission… No holds barred. Both of his swords were held up front, grinding against each other to send sparks out. "Breathe, Fantasma."

Perhaps, other Arrancars would’ve taken their time before releasing their Resurrección, but it boiled down to arrogance. A trait Azariel was… free of. His Spiritual Pressure rose with the green storm that circled around him, and from the vortex of Reishi, his lower body was coated in a ghastly mist, and his two swords had merged and transformed… into a large, bony bow. The sight window looked like the maw of a canine.

*BRRZZ!*

Azariel moved away from her, trying to make more distance while preparing the first arrow. His Reiryoku was pouring into it and the bow, clearly readying a powerful shot.

Today at 8:06 pm

Oh? He was proving to be more reliable than she thought. She perked up as he kept up his defenses, but he didn't regard her with a lof ot the pomp she was used to. He wasn't a beast like Kanako. But he wasn't Prideful like Amaranta. He had his own interesting flavor of arrancar to him, and more and more, she was liking the idea of having this fellow working for her, instead of whoever had managed to get a hold of his strings.

Her angels soared up higher into the air as she finished her own trajectory, her helmet splitting apart, rapidly slithering along her arms to form gloves over her palms, a burst of energy launching her to land infront of the man with a skid, rolling her shoulders as her legs absorbed the impact easily, and she watched as he brought his weapons to bear, and she smiled, her face already restored, having shifted enough of her gigai's material to fill in the damage.

She raised a hand to her head and closed her eyes. And suddenly there was a burst of pale white from her frame. Bright, pale wings erupted randomly from her body, twisting as her form swelled and gushed energy. As that perfect shell was twisted and trasnformed into a hulking beast , overcoming the height of even the Seraph flying overhead as her own spiritual power bloomed explosively, and those wings twisted along her frame, until they finally found symmetrical spots along her shoulders, hips, and ankles, her now-armored chassis cracking into place as the Weapon she'd been fused with swelled in size as well. The weapons she'd left behind all returning to blackness and speeding towards where she was now, feeding into her body as that weapon spread and infused with the armor covering her body, until it finally split, ejecting from her wrists, now just two massive blades held in her clawed hands as she peered down at the Arrancar.

A Monster that, despite it's energy, looked nothing like a hollow.

Just Like A Buffalo... [Azariel, Khaana] - Page 2 Wye3c3ongr4

"So much force of will. But this is what you apply it to?" The creature chittered, slowly tilting her head until a pop sounded and it was entirely sideways, showing the abnormality of her anatomy. As if the internal structures meant nothing.

"You're getting me a little excited to see how this fight ends. Come on. You don't have to cling to that sour face." She sighed, as energy boiled within her chassis, steam billowing out between the plates of armor.

"Show me what I'm buying~"

She suddenly was directly infront of him, those wings spread throughout her body giving a powerful thrust that suddenly shot her at insane speed, just like a sonido. Only instead of a straight line, that blur of her form zigged around his frame, stopping behind him as she brought one of those swords down on him from above in a downward cleave, curious to see how this bowman could handled close combat.