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KashKey

Clairen had issued a challenge, and it felt like no one could stand up to her. She was tired of fighting morons, tired of fighting braindead idiots who couldn't fight worth the armor they came in on. Every day she was growing more and more fierce, needing a greater challenge. Finally, she found her best one yet, the magnum opus, the crown jewel of combat. His name was Adell, a warrior from another faraway land who fought with similar fire attacks to Zetterburn, but... his style was much more savage, much more brutal. It excited the panther to no end as her prep for this fight came closer and closer. She wasn't going to insult him or demean him. Hell, Clairen actually sent a few encouraging and friendly invitations out once she learned who this guy was. A network of friends who were deep rooted in society had their benefits to an otherwise awkward woman, after all.

Two tone plasma saber ready, and her feet planted, Clairen awaited her challenged foe on the other side of the arena to come forward, letting the wind carry her cloak back like the hero she was. Her visor was reading fair weather conditions and the geometry of the arena to get a gauge on how she'd need to fight. She had to keep him at her blade's distance, and force him to approach as the simplest strategy. It was time to dance. Time to fight, time to win.

"Ready when you are, kid."

VS CLAIREN - FIRE'S LAST HOPE

CLAIREN
HP: 130/130
Status: Fine
Cooldowns: None

[KashKey]

Adell smelled the wind in the air from the ready room in the arena. This screamed of a good match. He'd been challenged out right to a one on one fight, no gimmicks, no holding back. Just his cup of tea. He'd made sure to prepare himself as best he could, and was dressed in his best. He wasn't sure why, but he had a good feeling about this one. He'd been having trouble again once he got into missions, and yet... This felt like the day he'd break his streak. Sure, it had continued for a while even after he had spent a year trying to escape it, but so what? It wouldn't be any fun if he didn't have SOME challenges! So, this would make for great practice.

He stepped out to face his opponent... And had to admire their style. Plasma sword? Sweet. Cape? Blowing in the wind like a champ, not that his tie wasn't blowing forward. He smirked and got into his stance, left foot forward, right foot behind and pointing to the right, left arm directly in front of him to block head on attacks, and arm to the side, ready to strike. This was gonna be good! Flamed burst from his gloved hands and vanished as he stretched his magical muscles.

"Alright, let's do this!"

Adell
170%/170%
Shields: 60%
Status: Ready to Go!

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There he was. Not bad, from what she could see. She was shorter by a small margin, but not enough to make that big of a difference in combat. It wasn't time to give him any breathing room, time to charge in and take him on, head to head. Clairen leaped in, throwing her empty hand's shoulder forward to let the cloak partly cover her approach as she closed the gap with a dashing cut, hoping to give him something to think about.

JLXl2Cr2p_1d20+4(Fleet Strike! If it hits, deals 10% damage. Cannot tip.)

Once her concealed strike had come in from the near cold, Clairen followed it up with a jabbing combo, sending her blade forward in violent thrusting motions towards the guy's center of mass to see how fast he'd move after a surprise attack. She was feeling this encounter out in hopes that it would go well for her. It was time to get to the nitty gritty. She wanted a fight, he wanted a fight. It was time to give them both what they came for.

p_1d20+3(Clairen's CRITICAL Sabre Thrust. Deals 17% damage.) 
 p_1d20+3(Clairen's Non-Tipper Sabre Thrust. Deals 6% damage)
p_1d20+3(Clairen's Non-Tipper Sabre Thrust. Deals 6% damage)

Finally, she leaped back, flying at him with a heavy diagonal cut downward to try and cleave at him, hoping her spacing was right. The swift, downward swing was done with grace, her cape flowing with each thrust and cut, each stab and slice. Clairen wasn't one for style, but she certainly had it.

p_1d20+3(Clairen's CRITICAL Sabre Slash! Deals 20% damage)

Once she'd given him enough of a walloping, Clairen backed up, dashing backward to prepare for any incoming advances. She wasn't about to let her guard down because of a few lucky shots.

CLAIREN

HP: 130/130

Status: Fine

Cooldowns: None

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[KashKey]

Adell watched as she rushed right in. Alright, he could respect that! No time wasted, just right into the fight! Adell's smirk grew into a full on grin, he just had to dodge a couple attacks, no problem, no problem at all! For example, this was an attack he recognized. Just had to do a quick backstep at the last second, aaaand...

lYjKkAMAp_1d20+2 (This is gonna be one of those days.)

CRAP! Adell wound up mistiming it and found himself being struck. He had moved too early, giving her ample time to just follow him in response... Alright, alright, no problem! Adell shook himself to ignore the sting of the strike from earlier, and witnessed her jab. This was going to hurt, better block!

(Adell shields the crit.)

As he watched the attack bounce off of his shield, he gritted his teeth. That one would have been nasty... And great, she was doing another one! He had to get control back, NOW!

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That's when Adell noticed an opening and moved, dropping his shield and darting past the blow, shifting his weight so it just missed. Now was the time to move in for a strike of his own and get the momentum back!

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His eyes widened when he saw the third, realizing he'd made a bad choice and left himself wide open again. The demon hunter tried to duck under, but it didn't do much good, as he felt the blade cut his shoulder. Just a nick, but it managed to hurt all the same. This was getting really, really bad. She backed off, and gave Adell just enough time to analyze her next strike, his eyes widening. She was moving fast, no time to dodge, so he did the natural thing, and crossed his arms, his shield raising again. This was what he got for letting her take control at the start.

(Adell blocks once more!)

Adell panted, finding himself forcefully pushed back by the blow. That would have hurt like hell if he hadn't blocked... Panting, he dropped it once more, and centered himself. Breath... Control... He briefly took himself back home, completely shutting out the assault that just occurred. The sights... The smells... The laughter of his family... It was just a moment, but it was enough to get his head back in the game, his smirk returning when he opened his eyes.

"MY TURN!"

Adell rushed in, time for his own game of footsies. First, a combo of his own, a quick jab, a hook, and a right straight!

p_1d20+4(What even are these rolls. 8% for each one.)

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p_1d20+4

Not willing to let up the pressure, Adell threw out two more blows. He blazed past, his fist flying for Clairen's face, and a trail of flames burning behind him.

p_1d20+4 (Crimson Flame, 15% if it hits.)

Whether or not she side stepped didn't particularly matter, however, for it was his final blow that he was aiming for. Adell darted behind her, and unleashed a quick elbow to the back, unleashing a shadow of himself on the other side. The two unleashed a barrage of blows together, Adell giving a battle cry all the while, before finishing with an uppercut that allowed the two to combine once more, Adell making sure to keep the space between him and her short.

p_1d20+4 (FINALLY! 30% for a critical Double Shadow Baybeeee.)

Adell
154%/170%
Shields: 23%
Status: The usual messing up.

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mv23qJjHp_1d20+3(Clairen Evades the first strike)
(Clairen shields the second strike)
p_1d20+3(Clairen Evades the third strike)

As Adell returned the favor by closing the gap, the deft warrior weaved between his first, albeit a little clumsy, swing. A jab and a hook, the second came in far too fast for her to dodge out of, but thankfully her bubble shield soaked up the hit, only for her to throw her back away from the straight. He was fast, but she was just as fast, and the wind on the swings were scary, she could feel her shield already cracking under the pressure of his attacks.

p_1d20+3(Clairen evades the Crimson Flame barely.)

As she weaved back from the attack by rolling and kneeling, sheathing her plasma sabre, Clairen watched as the fires singed her cloak's ends, giving more fraying to their appearance. Nice. Though putting her appearance aside for a second, she watched as the two Adells charged in. The entire time, however, Clairen kept her barrier up, letting it soak up the blows before she skid to a halting, grinding stop, digging her feet into the ground before drawing her blade out again. Her shield couldn't take much more of this. Time to go back on the offensive.

p_1d20+3(CRITICAL Plasma Echo! 38% damage and stuns if it hits!)

Clairen surged forward to slash at him, but vanished momentarily, appearing behind Adell as her afterimage that mere second later exploded into a blue, fiery and ardent anger, sending the concussive blast out that rattled the arena as she surged back around, digging her claws into the dirt again and charging headlong at the tie-wearing warrior, ready to cut him down to size after his admittedly impressive display of strength.

p_1d20+3(Clairen's Tipper Rising Cut. Deals 25% damage if it hits.)

As she rushed back in, Clairen rose with a flying slash, the blue fires catching at the air around it, and surging towards Adell in her backflip leap, sending a heavy wave of heat his way. If he didn't get out of the way, the explosive force would likely send him flying back. Not done yet, Clairen kept her rushing movements fluid like water, crashing back down at him...

p_1d20+3(Clairen's Tipper Sabre Slash, deals 13% damage if it lands, and attacks beyond decoys)

Clairen let off a downward, flying sabre swing at Adell's face, attempting to slash down his body in the process, and through any manner of obstructions save for his shield in the way. Afterwards, she dashed backward, spacing herself from Adell again, raising her blade as a true fencer would, hoping to keep the distance between her and him without giving him much room to breathe.

"Not bad! Havin' fun?" she asked nonchalantly as they duked it out. Beneath that cloak's risen collar was a long smile. Clairen was enjoying herself.

CLAIREN

HP: 130/130
SHIELD: 02/40

Status: Elated that someone's giving her a challenge.

Cooldowns: Rising Cut (1 turn)

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[KashKey]

That was bad! Adell cursed mentally. That shield had been way too hard to break through, and he could tell he had almost been there. Double Shadow just hadn't lasted long enough. If she put it up even one more time, she was in for a world of hurt, he'd make sure of it. Adell cracked his knuckles, before he saw Clairen vanish. His mind immediately raced at the realization that she was gone, and came to an immediate solution. Behind. He turned and saw the afterimage... No time to dodge! He put his shield up just as the explosion rang out, and the distinctive sound of it shattering was clear.

(Adell's shield broke! 23% was blocked, but the last 15% snuck through!)

The demon hunter was sent flying back by the blast, his shield having completely been broken through by that single attack. That was... That was terrifying. He bounced off the ground, feeling the impact like he had hit a truck full force. He forcibly shoved his hand into the ground, bringing himself to a sudden stop, and nearly pulling his shoulder out of its socket with the force, before glaring up at his foe. crap, she was going in again!

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No time to move! Adell was sent flying even further back by the heat wave, unfortunately he had removed his fist from the ground in an attempt to get out of the way, but all it did was confirm her strike did the most damage. He skidded back, bringing himself to another halt, before staring Clairen - OH COME ON!

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The red head tried to move out of the way. Emphasis on tried. As he dashed backwards to avoid another strike, he felt the blade slice down his front, the very tip shredding through his shirt, and showing the effectiveness of the cut. And yet his tie managed to survive unharmed... Huh. He panted forcing his body to stop the bleeding through force of will alone. (And a bit of manipulating the magic energies contained within his body, but no one needed to know that.) "You're pretty good. Not giving me much time to think here, and that little combo freaking hurt." Despite the annoyed tone he gave, Adell's grin was ear to ear. This was good... This was really good. He needed to go for damage, pronto, and that's exactly what he elected to do, rushing past the blade as fast as he could, and unleashing a brutal uppercut. This one for sure! "BEAST KING!" He was quick to attempt a suplex, slamming Clairen into the ground, assuming his initial blow landed at all.

p_1d20+4 (Here we go, 22%!)

Of course he wasn't done. He quickly jumped back, before jumping into a front flip, slamming his fists down. Here's looking to start up Triple Strike.

p_1d20+4 (18% damage. Dang it Adell...)

And even when that strike was done, it was time for another Crimson Flame, Adell launched it out again, before backing off fully knowing he needed to give himself some space to focus when he's not going on the offensive. This was a nasty fight, and he was 100% into it.

p_1d20+4 (Crimson Flame again! 15%!)

Adell
101%/170%
Shields: BROKEN
Status: Shaken, but not stirred.

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mj08Np1Yp_1d20+3(Woosh. Dodged 22%
p_1d20+3(18% damage. Ow)
p_1d20+3(Now it's up to 33% Sheesh)

Clairen easily sidestepped the first attack, but Adell's insistence on keeping that pressure close in was terrifying, and that three hitter sent her skidding back, trying to brace herself. Of course, to her dismay, the Crimson Flame singed her across the face, causing Clairen to fall backward and skid a bit, only for her intense agility to kick in, causing her to rise up onto her feet with a handspring, looking like a rolling mass of red. Now she was pissed.

p_1d20+4(Critical fail Fleet Strike. 10%)

Of course, still dizzied from her concussion that she suffered from the final blow, Clairen tumbled a bit, and decided to put that momentum towards another attack instead, her rolling swing clumsy and off-kilter. Clearly she needed to give herself a moment, but wasn't going to just to spite this other fighter. Not in a hateful manner, but... 

p_1d20+3(Clairen's non-tipped Plasma Echo. Deals 25% damage.)

Rather than keep up the pressure... Clairen backed off, and raised her blade a bit, just to give herself, and Adell, a breather. It was obvious she could go right back in after this, but she didn't. Clairen was being honorable here and letting Adell catch his breath a bit.

CLAIREN

HP: 97/130
SHIELD: 7/40

Status: Conceding some ground.

Cooldowns: Rising Cut (Next turn)

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[KashKey]

DGUzMgdHp_1d20+2

p_1d20+2(I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIOOOOOOONS!)

Clairen wasn't the only one who was tired. The pummeling he had dished out on top of taking that much damage was wearing Adell dry. He had absolutely no excuse for the fact that he got nailed by her last two attacks before backing off, and chose to accept the rest she had given him. They both needed a moment to refresh before they continued, and he was more than happy to back off, giving her even more space as he took in air.

"Thanks for the rest. Looks like we both needed it."

Adell huffed and puffed as he used his tie to wipe the sweat from his forehead. But, he didn't have much time to rest, and figured if he was going to get back the advantage, he needed to press it again. He didn't exactly have the close distance he would prefer however... So he decided to handle this differently. He quickly shot out two aura shots and rushed in, throwing another gut punch out.

p_1d20-2(Five percent on the aura shots.)

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p_1d20+4(8% gut punch.

And he wasn't done there, tossing out yet another triple strike, before yet another Crimson Flame. The transition was slow, and his movements were definitely sloppier than before, but he was still going at it.

p_1d20+4(18% Triple Strike.)

p_1d20+4(15% Crimson Flame.)

Adell
66%/170%
Shields: 8%.
Status: HE'S REGRESSING.

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hv3rwpt6p_1d20+2(Swoosh)
p_1d20+2(Woosh)
p_1d20+2(Yoosh)
p_1d20+2(Roosh)
p_1d20+2(Something that ends in oosh)

Clairen's movements were like water, impacting Adell's blade against her saber with each strike, or evading when he wasn't attacking with fires or other hits that would invariably protect her from his blows. Clairen's receding ground as she backed up and how close she was getting towards the wall was evident that she needed to move, and fast. She needed to change positions and keep from this beast of  man. He was powerful, and she was even laughing a little when some of his attacks singed parts of her fur, as if some secret masochist had come to life, loving the close calls she was having with this man. He was a true warrior, and she wanted to make a friend out of him after this.


p_1d20+3(Clairen's Tipped Plasma Echo, dealing 25% damage and stuns for a round if hits)

Clairen surged forward wtihout a second thought, detonating her echo right at Adell's core as he advanced, trying to lead him into the stunning center. While she previously receded some ground to him for being struck last time, Clairen wasn't going to give him any leeway this time. If she was going to win, it would be hard fought, but not totally handicapped. Her heart was racing as she kept her feet moving while she turned to get some distance in case she missed or in case he blocked, but to that, she was also accounting for if she landed it.


p_1d20+3(There's that Adell Luck. Sabre Slash. Deals 8% on hit)

Clairen lunged forward, perhaps too far, and swung her plasma sabre across and out, trying to slash at Adell and anything on him, before finishing with a retreating stance, bracing herself and tensed up.


p_1d20(Clairen's preparing her Plasma Field! Roll higher than a 14 on your first hit, or you'll get countered for 5% damage for three hits. All other attacks will be cancelled if you can't beat her counter.)

CLAIREN

HP: 97/130
SHIELD: 12/40

Status: Braced for it.

Cooldowns: Plasma Field (5 turns)

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[KashKey]

Adell growled as she danced around his blows. Clairen was good. Really good. As in, "So good he was wondering when he got this weak" good. He couldn't land a punch, something that was becoming a running theme in this fight, and his attacks that landed just weren't packing the punch he'd like. It was absolutely infuriating, but he could manage. It was just his pride being mercilessly pounded was all, no big deal. And it was time to move again!

ZBQyptTWp_1d20+1

... Well crap. Adell felt the blow rock his world, and immediately couldn't think straight. That... That hurt, and the whole world kinda tasted red. He was sent flying back, and clutched his head, trying to right himself. This was a problem.

p_1d20+1

On the bright side, his instincts were still good, and he was able to see through the glaze well enough to dodge her saber's second attack.

Adell
41%/170%
Shields: 16%.
Status: Stunned.

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Each strike of his fist had suddenly ceased, Clairen raising a brow when she noted that Adell had stopped entirely when he noted her counterattack being raised. Puffing a bit in exhaustion and catching her breath, Clairen twirled that sabre in her hands and took her fighting stance once more. The sly, half-smile under her collar was a clear indication that she was enjoying herself even now, and even at his expense a bit. "You're a lot further along than my usual foes, kid..! You're doing great..!"

Clairen, not giving any egress, however, as she ducked low and charged right back in, letting her cloak try to hide her attack as she swung her weapon out with full force.

l1przrMvp_1d20+4(Clairen's Fleet Strike. Deals 10% damage)

Once she cut low, and raised her blade up, Clairen's fluid motions transitioned the attack into a downward slash once more, attempting to bring the full brunt of her sword down. Not usually a strength maneuver, but her skill with a sword and physical prowess were equal.

p_1d20+3(Clairen's Sabre Slash. Deals 8% damage)

Due to how close that Adell had been recently, Clairen's positioning was off by quite a bit, keeping him near the center of her sword rather than the tip. It was growing to be a nuisance, but she was adapting well, and finally, she lunged back to deliver another Plasma Echo!

p_1d20+3(Clairen's Plasma Echo. Deals 25% damage)

Unable to get her positioning right STILL, Clairen's surging strike would likely only launch Adell forward a bit, but when she finished her maneuvers, the cat-woman would surge back a bit, keeping her positioning away from Adell, wanting to force him in. "Still hope you're havin' fun..!"

CLAIREN

HP: 97/130
SHIELD: 17/40

Status: Ready to move again

Cooldowns: Plasma Field (4 turns)

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[KashKey]

Adell finally was able to get his senses back as Clairen spoke. She was catching her breath, and he needed the breather himself, panting. The haze from that Plasma Echo was gone, but his exhaustion remained. He wasn't going to be able to keep this up for much longer. He smirked, convincing his body to keep going. Even if for one more round. "What can I say? I'm a tough guy, and a tough fight is just my style."

His eyes narrowed the moment she darted back in, not giving him any quarter, huh?

j0RHxOAJp_1d20+2

Adell ducked under her blade, dropping to the floor and catching himself with his hands. Now he was flat on the ground, which meant he had to move fast!

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Her slash was slow, and he quickly rolled away, ending up flat on his front again. He needed to get off the ground, NOW.

p_1d20+2(Adell you lovely man.)

As he watched her get ready to throw out yet ANOTHER Plasma Echo, Adell took a quick deep breath, then PUSHED. He threw his feet into the air and shot into a handstand, before throwing himself directly over her with his hands, allowing him to transition into a spinning back kick right into Clairen's head, which he intended to combo into a quick one, two!

p_1d20+4(All three of these strikes are just 8%, but uh... Yeah.)

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"NOW!"

With yet another shout, he quickly activated Crimson flame yet again, and darted past, putting himself right in front of Clairen, to unleash a last ditch effort.

p_1d20+4(WHYYYYYYYYYYY?! Ugh, 15%.)

That last ditch effort? Double Shadow. A shadow clone darted past Clairen, ready to unleash another pummeling!

p_1d20+4(Ooh baby! 30%!)

Adell
41%/170%
Shields: 24%.
Status: The Rolls have IMPROVED.

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