To capture a Demon-Beast! [YONBI]
Feb 9, 2012 22:14:11 GMT -8
Post by ☆ F ☆ on Feb 9, 2012 22:14:11 GMT -8
The raging beast continued its wrath, howls out of this world escaping its gaping maw as a stream of hot lava and fire expelled from its oversized jaw. Adding to its rage, the monkey, standing slightly crouched on only two legs, began to stomp the grounds around him, pounding his chest to enhance the effect his rage gave forth. It was hell on earth as, for the next few turns, everything would exist above one hundred and ten degrees. As if walking through a hot furnace, the rage of Son Goku was not one to be taken lightly.
One hundred meters all around the tremors raged, forcing most if not all to their knees in the face of such power. Those underground would risk damage due to the large scale changes, and even those aerial faced the potential of overexposure to heat, as well as the quickly spreading smokescreen the monkey’s breath produced. Within seconds, the entire field fifty meters around the beast was a dark gray, only chakra sensing methods able to discern reality from illusion midst the charcoal curtains.
But it would not last for long, at least not all of it, for as the beast continued to herald havoc, a new power would show itself. The flame appeared like any other at first, but quickly grew without warning. A fireball it appeared at first, though a stream led back to its owner – a strange, long haired man. In his hands was a most peculiar fan, a fan which appeared harmless at first. However, after the first swing, harmless was the last thing to come to mind.
The blast took Son by surprise, impacting him in the form of a formidable explosion. His body, at least over fifty meters in diameter, flew like a piece of paper as it got drugged back against its will under the force of the flames. The impact was only a tenth of the beast’s size, but once it made contact, the fire spread. Now, as it lay on the ground, Son would feel the power of flames as strong as his own. The deafening scream which spanned miles in all directions was an obvious indicator of the fan’s effectiveness.
The flame trained had burned through all of the smoke to the point it evaporated most of it, leaving a clear picture of what was to come. Son, momentarily motionless and on the ground, had been shot fifty meters away from most of the shinobi on the ground. It seemed, if only for a moment, that there was hope.
- NPC #1 [Fan] = 50 meters away
- NPCi #2 [Pot] = 100 meters away
- NPC #3 [...] = 75 meters away
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