One Last Bowl [Hono, Yuri]

Yuri grinned as she saw Hono being briefly overwhelmed by her barrage of attacks, the loud CRUNCH as the chunks of earth were dragged into those coffins was deafening as she slammed her feet down into Hono's body, however they were up in the air, and just as her feet were about to make contact, a crackle of energy coursed along her legs, thin arcs of reiryoku coursed along the length of her legs, amplifying the force of that kick in an attempt to blast Hono down into the ground and push her away from her, but frankly, with Hono grabbing her ankle, all it meant was that the full force slammed into hono's body instead of sending her into the ground, and Yuri gritted her teeth as she was thrown to the ground following the strike, barely orienting herself at the last second to slam into the dirt not in a heap, but with her palm striking the ground in a headstand.

Ache.

Pain shooting up the length of her arm and into her shoulder, flipping up to her feet and apnting for a few seconds as she allowed Hono to land unmolested, smirking a little as she leered down Hono, her eyes shifting to the side, their zanpakuto were still stuck in a chunk of earth nearby, and Yuri couldn't help but grin a little. Gesturing towards them with a sly smile. Giving an 'after you' to the woman as she caught her breath, recovering as best she could from the pain in her legs and the headache from overexerting herself with that spell. It was fine, just a few seconds to relax and she'd be fine.

"My goodness Hono. I'm a little disappointed. Is this all you can manage without your Zanpaku'to?" She ventured with a little tilt of her head. "You know, if you grab your zanpakuto and use your shikai, you could still tie." She hummed calmly, raising a hand towards the woman and curling her palm in a 'come get some' gesture.

Yuri couldn't help but grin just a little as she watched Hono promptly spring towards her. A crackle of a shunpo as she shot backwards, up the length of the diagonal slab of earth, grinning as Hono would be forced to chase Yuri up the hill as that punch was launched towards her and she blurred, taking that full emported punch to her shoulder, pain shooting through her body... as the fist went clean through her.

An afterimage.

Another hoho technique as Yuri slipped behind Hono. "Oh? You know, you're getting pretty worn out. You sure you shouldn't take a breath?" She SHOT her elbow back into Hono's back, trying to deal a strike before Hono could simply spin about and punish her for the awkard angle of the attack.

"Take a second, catch your breath. I know damn well you're not worn out just yet." She smiled slowly. She hadn't actually planned this out, but it was slowly occurring to her that this actually worked out best for her. After all, the point system meant that this fight would occur in stages. Once someone was willing to escalate the fight. However, Hono was playing a much more dangerous game.

"You know. You'll still lose if I take you out before you take your weapons right?" She smiled a bit wider. "I think its pretty clear. That I have a lot more options than you without our zanpakuto. Not only that but..." She allowed a slow smile to creep across her lips as she stared hono down.

"You're getting awfully beat up, aren't you? We both are. But I do wonder.... which of our zanpakuto benefits most from us both being beat up?" She ventured playfully. Curious to see if Hono could remember what her zanpakuto did. If she remembered the fact that as soon as she released, these injuries of hers would be more or less handled. Hono, however, had no such second wind. Continuing to refrain from striking back. Trying to get that brain of Hono's to start working here.

Curious to see what Hono would prioritize. The win? Or the Points?~