Post by Zriracha on Sept 15, 2019 10:23:30 GMT -6
The flames burned in a beautiful mix between her black surreal variation and the yellow and red of the typical kind. With a huff of satisfaction through her nose, she searched for a figure to have escaped through the devastation somehow. After an intense moment, however, her expression would fall – he wasn’t escaping. Where did he go? Did she kill him? In a panic, she attempted to feel out for his energy; she hadn’t INTENDED to kill him, but boy had she gone too far. When she felt a spike in power, her gaze would be pulled to a sudden strange light in the sky and arched an eyebrow at the oddity of it. “What… is that doing-?”
From the ground, Cress had jumped into the air and suffered a terrifying transformation, the likes of which Zriracha had never seen before. At his peak height, covered in fur and with a disturbingly ape-like face, he had reached out to grab her from the air “UGH!” His grip was vice-like, crushing her easily – likely without even trying. “L-Let… go of me!”
And he did. Right into the ground. The force of his strength being as awesome as it was easily had her body crash into the ground and produce a crater about four times her size. Within said crater, the Demon would give a weak groan as the pain of impact had her more than a little disoriented. Slowly, she leaned out of the crater and grasped the dirt with a growl, “What… manner of bestial form is this?” She looked up, easily overshadowed by the height of the Oozaru. As she got back to her feet, drained of energy and moving quite sluggishly, Zriracha would need to assess her own options in this new stage of battle.
Through the trees, paying no mind to the burn of the flames as she bounded in quick jumps, Zriracha was trying to keep hidden in spite of her power shining like a dumb beacon for Cress to sense. Still, if she could just gain some distance!
Cress
From the ground, Cress had jumped into the air and suffered a terrifying transformation, the likes of which Zriracha had never seen before. At his peak height, covered in fur and with a disturbingly ape-like face, he had reached out to grab her from the air “UGH!” His grip was vice-like, crushing her easily – likely without even trying. “L-Let… go of me!”
And he did. Right into the ground. The force of his strength being as awesome as it was easily had her body crash into the ground and produce a crater about four times her size. Within said crater, the Demon would give a weak groan as the pain of impact had her more than a little disoriented. Slowly, she leaned out of the crater and grasped the dirt with a growl, “What… manner of bestial form is this?” She looked up, easily overshadowed by the height of the Oozaru. As she got back to her feet, drained of energy and moving quite sluggishly, Zriracha would need to assess her own options in this new stage of battle.
Through the trees, paying no mind to the burn of the flames as she bounded in quick jumps, Zriracha was trying to keep hidden in spite of her power shining like a dumb beacon for Cress to sense. Still, if she could just gain some distance!
+1 Kp no tech use. Took the brunt of the hit/throw and is super disoriented/hurt.
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