Black Games in the Mist

Thankfully, the game was not yet over. Rakka saw the man begin to vanish out of thin air as the spikes of Hyoton flew towards him, tearing through his jacket partially and threatening to pierce his chest, but managing to just graze him as he teleported away. Appearing just two meters before Rakka, the Yuki sprung into action as fast as she could, closing the distance quickly. As the man drew back his arm to prepare a technique, Rakka would lunge towards him with one quick step, aiming to intercept the man’s right arm, which was holding the technique, and preventing it from hitting her by stopping the arm with her own left arm. Though their strength was equal, Rakka would be probably able to stop him merely by stalling him.


At the same time that she did this, Rakka’s open hand would place a five elements seal upon his arm, sealing his chakra and likely rendering him unconscious. Assuming she was successful, Rakka would draw her right hand back, forming a Rasengan technique, which she would drive into her opponent’s chest, this time drilling through the flack jacket and killing him outright.


780/1090


-15 Upkeep
-40 Five Elements Seal
-40 Rasengan


Will give power stats if requested, but I don't think it's needed.

(1629)

(Sorry for being so late, school sucks.)
 
The mercenary felt a sharp pain shoot up his chest had he teleported. The ice spikes had grazed him as he was trying to teleport away, keeping of piece of his flak jacket with the. It wasn’t enough to do anything permanent but he really did need to be more careful in his actions. He was breathing heavily as he landed, as he threw back his left arm to use GSR, Rakka would take a step towards him trying to get in close. The best way to defend against a step forward is merely taking a step back, he had no doubt the girl would continue to chase him but all he really needed was a second or two.
 
Rakka would lunge in aiming to grab his right arm but he would take a step back with his right foot increasing the distance between them, if she chose to continue her step their bodies would be parallel. During that step, back the great spiraling ring in his hand would fully form, since he was too close to Rakka to throw it, he would explode the wind bomb in his hand at a speed of 100  and a power of 125. Flashing her a sadistic smile, even if the girl had managed to hit his arm it would’ve been too late. Was this the end? Probably not. So just to be safe the man would take a few more steps back while the explosion was happening, grabbing a kunai out of his pouch and holding it like a knife at about waist level with his left hand. If he was an overconfident man who liked to talk a lot there probably would’ve been a lame one liner in there, but instead he just kept his eyes open waiting to see what he would have to deal with next.
 

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Cooldowns:

Motherfucking… Rakka groaned internally as the man flashed her a wicked grin. Her hand would retract, moving slightly to her side as she made her move, inhaling as the man grinned, so that when the explosion took place, it was met with a massive stream of fire. The fire began as a thin cone, but quickly expanded to a massive, 40 meter wave of majestic flames, 20 meters wide. These flames expanded outwards at a speed and power of 115, but when the flames met with her opponent’s fuuton, they would be bolstered by the wind chakra, becoming empowered by a factor of 20. This allowed Rakka to hold back the explosion, her flames steadily pressing against the wind and forcing it back, unable to destroy it but able to overpower it.


Rakka would hold these flames until the wind explosion receded, ready to react to whatever came her way, be it the charred corpse of her opponent, a rogue kunai flying through the air, or some other attack by the man. The wind around her still swirled in a flurry of motion, empowering her and speeding up her movements.




765/1090

-15 Upkeep

-40 Majestic Fire Destruction
+40 Five Elements Seal (Unused)
+40 Rasengan (Unused)

Rakka was growing rather tired of this. As her flames subsided, she hurled a kunai out towards her opponent, aimed for his heart. (Speed 125) As soon as she finished this action, she placed her hands together, swirling and combining both Hyoton and Katon in preparation for what she was about to do. The chakra swirled and churned in her hands as the two types of chakra, wind and fire, faded from existence, leaving nothing but space between the two combatants. It was time for Rakka to end this.


750/1090

-15 Upkeep

Rasencannon Charging

The great spiraling ring would fire off as planned, and just like he expected it was met with a counterattack. A large stream of fire fought through the wind, overpowering it. The flames broke through the wind but weren’t strong enough to severely injure him, but that didn’t stop the mercenary from putting both his hands above his face to block any oncoming fire to his face.
 
As the elemental attacks died out, the girl would throw a kunai at the mans heart, trying to catch him off his guard it seemed. The mercenary would take a step forward and to the right to dodge the kunai. He felt himself tiring, this fight was going to be over soon one way or another.
 
In a last ditch effort, the man would swing his right arm out shooting the beast tearing palm at the woman in an attempt to stop her movements. The slash of wind would move at 100 speed and power.
 
AP:
360 – 50 (SE) – 40 (BTP)= 270
Cooldown 2/5 posts on GSR

The mercenary's hesitation would be his undoing. Shielding his face from the flames, he'd have taken slightly longer to respond to Rakka's kunai, which really was nothing but an attempt at keeping him under pressure. It worked, for he stepped forward, and Rakka noticed he was beginning to grow exhausted. Seems he didn't have it in him to finish this fight. Still stationary, charging the attack that would be her final statement, her lips would curl slightly into a smirk, and as she did so, the raw hyoton and katon chakra that Rakka was holding would spiral into a massive beam, which would rapidly expand to 5 meters in radius. The beam would move towards her opponent at a speed and power of 150. 

The man's beast tearing palm, which would have begun slightly after this technique, would be completely eviscerated by the beam, which would be empowered against it by a factor of 20, while also utilizing its unique drilling property to move effortlessly through the attack, passing onwards and into the body of the mercenary. At a total diameter of 10 meters, and with the two of them at such close range, dodging was unlikely, but Rakka monitored the man with her senses in case she had to adapt her strategy. 

If the man was hit by this beam, he would likely be completely obliterated, leaving no trace. Regardless, the beam would continue on, drilling through the ground and leaving a massive crater, inadvertently blowing a huge hole into the arena's walls. 

635/1090

-15 Upkeep
-100 Rasencannon

There was a time when the mercenary was younger where he had seemingly unlimited stamina. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the case anymore. He shielded his face from the flames and dodged the kunai but of course, this woman never stopped so it wasn’t enough. The beast tearing palm he fired off wasn’t enough. He briefly saw the girl smirk as a beam came at him. There was an attempt to dodge but he was exhausted, he tried to pull his body to the left but it just wouldn’t move. The unbeatable mercenary had fought his last battle.
 

--Mercenary is dead, giving Rakka the victory for the mission-- 
 

(Gg Nick, this was fun. Sorry it took me so long to post for it though.)

The Rasencannon spiraled and drilled through its target as intended, utter obliterating the mercenary and everything in its path. The arena's floor was burned to smithereens, a massive crater left in the path of destruction left behind by the beam. It smashed into the wall, and kept moving through that too, continuing on well outside the arena. Upon sensing the disruption in the man's chakra signature, she released the beam, pulling her hands apart and watching as the purple-hazed wave of destruction subsided. 

In its place was a massive crater, just in front of Rakka, five meters deep, ten meters wide. The whole in the arena walls was a perfect circle, 10 meters in diameter. She smiled, her hands held out wide, and she began to clap. Loudly and slowly, she clapped for her lost opponent. The mercenary's sponsor looked disheartened. Rakka's, in turn, smiled unsettelingly. She was sure the owner of the arena was pissed, but Rakka didn't have to worry about that. She had her pay, and a victory drink to look forward to. 

(Exit)
(TWC:2370)
+2370 words to Storm of the Century
4195/6,000 words for SoTC
+15 AP
+5000 Ryo

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