Inner Focus Nov 13, 2018 19:26:26 GMT -6
Post by Sensoa on Nov 13, 2018 19:26:26 GMT -6
Battle could be heard, many explosions and lights showing in the distance of the forest. Animals running in panic as the energy blasts narrowly missed some and others not so fortunate as some of the forest was turned to ash. In the middle of this forest, a roar of rage could be heard ringing out as black and green ki surged from within. Sensoa was currently fighting a group of rebels who were well experienced in the art of stealth and where currently using that to confuse the demon. They were throwing explosives, laying traps and generally just trying to hurt the demon.
It was clearly not working, but instead was causing the demon to become more enraged as the battle continued on. A large section of land having received heavy damage from the battle, tree's toppled over and ground up heaved. This was a battle of endurance between the forces. Sensoa had the power to crushed them, but his opponents were very skilled in their art. When he was about to catch one, they had a trap or plan set just for that. Some were smoke bombs, some where just explosives set to knock him off balance. They even buried him a live at one point, but he had managed to break free of that.
It was clearly a stale mate between the two forces, this leaving the demon panting yet not without reason. He had been doing battle for nearly 2 hours now, his mouth foaming with green fire at how angry he was. He was beyond words now, so much so that he was not saying anything beyond roars of anger. After a particularly frustrating failure to capture a sneaky rebel, Sensoa seemed to have enough of this. A roar a resounded loud enough to uproot rocks, his voice ringing out over the horizon. Holding one hand out in front of him, energy began to gather in his palm before extending outward to form a blade.
The rebels were baffled by what was happening, unable to understand what he was doing. It was when he pulled the blade back, energy collecting in the blade itself that they understood. The rebels ducking just in time to avoid the blade as it swung across the horizon. The blade itself not cutting anything but the sheer pressure and the hell fire that accompanied it was enough to destroy the earth before him. The segments of the ground lifting high into the air, trees flying into the horizon and the pressure causing trees not struck to bent away from the battle from the wind.
As the rocks that were launched into the air came slowly crashing to the ground, trees landing in other trees and the rocks beginning to settle, the demon was left standing with a massive cleave of earth in a crescent shape before him. It was evident to anyone looking however, that the demon had used quite a bit of energy for that attack, his body heaving for breath and his muscles twitching as he leaned forward to catch his breath.
He was so angry, he didn't even notice he had just broken a few ribs from just swinging so hard. He was literally destroying himself in his anger, but the rage kept him from feeling it.