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Post by Bamboo on Mar 16, 2020 10:26:15 GMT -6
|Retaliatory Strike| - Bamboo's PL: 2,754,000/2,142,000
And just like that, it was over. She looked away for just a moment, and that was that, the battle was over, the hero lay defeated. Under normal circumstances, this would've been disheartening- Bamboo was rather sick and tired of having her clash of the ages ripped out from under her feet. Was it really so hard? Was it so difficult for people to fight? Apparently so- but, if they had motivation, perhaps it'd be a bit different?
She picked up the unconscious Namekian, flinging him over her shoulder. She gave a thumbs-up to her boss at his inclination of bringing the red demon along- evil was good and all that. There were four people here- even if the seeds of vengeance were planted in one, it was worth keeping them kicking. A real battle, real combat, fueled by vengeance and anger- those weren't the fights that people abandoned. You couldn't abandon a fight against someone who ripped your world out from under you.
"You said she was strong, right?" Bamboo poked the cocoon with her foot before motioning to the Kontasian. "That guy was pretty strong, too." She let loose a laugh, shaking her head. "I think it's a waste to kill them! We should take 'em off the planet. Maybe take them as prisoners!" She exclaimed, enthralled by the idea. Daily escape thwarting! Surveillance! Fun!
But first, there was something else to do. "Let's finish the job, though!" Bamboo raised her finger, gathering her unstable ki to a point. The ki continued to grow and morph itself, warping into a ball that threatened to blow at any moment.
Which it would. Just not in her palm.
She slammed the orb downwards, and down it went, burrowing it's way into the planet's crust. If it's velocity wasn't stopped, then, well... the core of Namek was about to get a little more explosive.
Used [UP2] - Bamboo Blitz flavored as a ki blast at the planet's core to blow it to bits! 1,817,640 damage incoming to Namek |
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Ramen
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Post by Ramen on Mar 16, 2020 10:36:01 GMT -6
RETALIATORY STRIKE| Ramen's PL: 5,200,000/4,200,000 |
Ramen came streaking back in Mumbo's wake, but the fight seemed to have already ended. Cress had remained upright, although he seemed a little worse for wear, while Typha was either dead or unconscious. The lower strength fighters had also been dealt with, though that came as something less of a surprise. It was while she was surveying the situation that Bamboo struck, an orb of unstable ki drilling its way through the ground towards the vulnerable core of the planet. In that moment, a hint of regret tugged at the White Stargoon's heart -- but it was a passing sensation, and she found it rather simple to merely turn away from the destruction to come. "If this place is going up in flames, I'm out of here," she said, starting off towards her pod. "I don't know about all of you, but I can't breathe in space and I'd rather not get a front-row seat for fireworks and suffocation."She strode away from the site, her gait rather casual for one on a planet about to be turned inside out. But she had time, after all: she knew what was about to happen. It was everyone else that didn't. She was rather certain that Typha would find something unsettling in reflection: blood was on the Stargoons' hands. Blood was on her hands. But in gambling on his ability to defeat his foes, the Konatsian might just have sacrificed his best chance to evacuate Namekians from the fire to come. She offered one last wave over her shoulder, without paying the battlefield behind her so much as a second glance. She had seen all she needed to see here. "Call me if you guys need any help on the way back to... well, wherever we're going. I'll be ready."
Ramen is attempting exit!
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Post by Ashi on Mar 18, 2020 5:44:47 GMT -6
| ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: Luminary Blaze (x12P) |
Despite her concern that Typha would try one last pitiful ploy to 'save the day' and just end up getting himself killed, he luckily took the blow and collapsed to the ground, finally not getting back up for once. A little part of that was cathartic for Ashi, given how he'd done something rather similar to her that one time, though she also, admittedly, felt a bit bad for how broken and bruised Typha was after all that had happened. If he were a Saiyan, he'd have definitely gotten on of those Zenkai things. Unfortunately for him, he was not one of those monkeys, so all he'd be getting out of this was a pretty sore body and a busted up arm for the next while till he healed back up. The Konatsian let out a sigh of relief as she sheathed her blade and brushed her hands off against each other. As she looked around, it seemed Mumbo and the redhead were returning right on cue.
"Hey," she called out to him with a wave, "You sure missed out on all the fun." It seemed like he'd wrapped the other Majin up in the weird cocoon looking thing as he tossed it towards Bamboo. Oh, and he'd also been so kind as to save that other rambunctious boy that had been shooting down escape pods. Ashi wasn't totally sure why he'd been knocked out, too, but whatever. As things seemed to be wrapping up, Ashi added, "So, if we're sparing that Majin gal, we might as well spare this guy, too." She gave Typha's unconscious body a light kick as she referred to him. "It wouldn't be a bad idea to have a few heroes owe us one, right? Might end up giving us a freebie out in the future if a different job goes awry or somethin'. You know, having 'em think all 'They spared me so I owe them a spare'."
That seemed logical enough to her, anyway. Ashi glanced over again at Bamboo as her fellow greenhead reared her arm back and seemed just about ready to blow this popsicle stand - which was not an explosion Ashi wanted to be caught up in the middle of. "So, uh, my pod only fits one person," she added again to Mumbo, "Mind picking up mohawk over here? If you don't have enough room in your ship for everyone, I say ditch the cocoon gal or the Namekian midget." They seemed like the least likely to help them out in the future, of the defenders that were still in one piece. The hedgehog certainly wouldn't be helping them out anytime soon, given that he was currently a pile of scattered ashes. As she started retreating, she shrugged and added, "Or both! I'm sure they'd both taste good for you or Bambi. See you guys back at base!"
And, with that, Ashi retreated to her pod and hopped on in. Provided no crazy unexpected interruption happened for Bamboo's ki ball of destruction, the Konatsian's pod would shortly blast off into the atmosphere, rocketing through space fast enough to clear the blast zone of the planet unharmed.
TAGS: Cress
Ashi climbs into her pod and makes an exit attempt! Sayonara, Namek!
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Mar 19, 2020 1:54:52 GMT -6
Things were already settled then, huh? A boring outcome, but at least they got three whole prisoners out of the deal. What were they gonna do with them anyway, though? Typha was wounded, sure, but he wasn't exactly a weakling. If a jail couldn't handle even the weakest Goon, then it definitely wouldn't stop a dude like Typha. Regardless, Ashi's agreeance and similar idea pushed Mumbo to take all three unconscious nerds.
Before he did, though, he gave Cress one last look. The guy was a little worse for wear than he'd imagined. He supposed Cress could instead be dead, but his wounds seemed serious. "Ey boss. Catch!"
Mumbo fished something out of the flesh of his neck. A small, sickly-purple bean. It seemed to radiate a dull, magical glow. Thankfully the taste wasn't too bad; or at least that's what Maple assured him some few months ago when he'd first gotten this thing.
With a quick flick of the wrist, he tossed it toward Cress. "Dunno too many doctahs dat'll fix up a planet killa like you. So uh... Eat up."
Rolling his neck, Mumbo got back to business. While the other Goons fanned out to their pods, he collected Vuzel, Typha and Korla. Whilst Korla was already cocooned, he needed proper restraints for the other two. It'd take too long to cocoon them, what with Bamboo already shooting the planet, so instead he opted to summon some handcuffs for each of his prisoners.
Extending his arm, he wrapped his trio of chumps up, as well as the unconscious Ashis. Four chumps would take up a lot of space in even the biggest ship. Definitely a problem.
"Alright Goons," Mumbo said, touching his shades to activate his scouter. "I tink dis job is done. I want you's ta take care of whaddevah business you's need to, and den meet me at Knutts as soon as ya can. It ain't no rush, but Imma see about moving us off Eart' fer a while. Lay low and such from da goodie-goods, yanno?"
He sent that same message to the few who weren't here. Amara and Bloom, and... Well, he supposed Dosu's scouter would receive the message too. Wherever it ended up.
Floating into the air, he fished a set of keys out of his pocket, and clicked a button. In the distance, the sound of a car horn honking could be heard. Pushing the button again, he'd notice a light winking in the distance, before suddenly growing larger. His ship was fast approaching!
He'd completely forgotten when he first showed up, but last year or so he'd run through a couple designs for a Stargoon flagship, and actually made a few of the prototypes. One of them actually worked, but he'd completely forgotten to actually drive it off the planet. Good luck, he supposed.
With a screech, the massive, multi-colored metallic star stopped in front of Mumbo. It spun idly in mid-air, and in its center a hatch hissed open. Mumbo tossed his hostages inside, before turning back to Cress. "I'm dipping. You can finish up, yeah?"
He didn't wait long for a response. With a hop and a skip, Mumbo floated into his ship, and prepared for takeoff.
KP: 3/3
Skipped Cress upon request
Traded Senzu Bean to Cress
Exiting Thread. Taking Typha, Vuzel, Ashis and Korla's unconscious butts on my 5-seater ship.
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Post by Cress on Mar 19, 2020 8:05:57 GMT -6
The storm had passed, Typha was defeated. Cress found it upsetting when Ashi supposedly delivered the finishing blow. He thought he could have done it himself, but if things had of went on it may have spelled the end for him. What made it even worse was that she left Typha alive. There wasn't anything he could do about it with his ki gone. He'd even have to wait a bit to blow up the planet. Mumbo and Ramen returned from their fight, and the team exchanged some words. He may have done so as well, but the fact that he was still in excruciating pain didn't change. The others were leaving, but Mumbo unexpectedly tossed him a purple senzu bean. Cress quickly caught in between two fingers and took a quick look at it. Purple, that's new. He mentally shrugged and ate it.
Suddenly he felt a lot better, hell, he even felt better than he ever had. He looked from his arm to his torso, which were healing at speeds he'd never seen before. Astounding. Cress looked up at Mumbo and grinned. "Thanks." His attention quickly turned to Bamboo when he saw her aiming for the planet. With his ki back at its maximum while in his calmed state, he pushed it even further by letting his calm ki transform into fiery ki. "Hey!" Cress quickly closed the gap between him and Bamboo, catching the ball of energy before it could go to far. It exploded in his palm, pushing him back and preventing nameks explosion- for now. "This planet is mine to destroy."
Without saying anything more, he kicked off the ground and propelled himself a couple stories into the air. He let his arms hang as he angled himself to face the ground, his aura simultaneously growing wilder as he channeled large amounts of ki into his hands. Suddenly a massive red ki wave erupted from his palms, and if not stopped would effortlessly pierce the planet and crash into its core.
With that done, he called out to Mumbo. "Hold on a second. I'll get you another senzu bean, but it'll be green this time. Then I'll head back to Earth." Cress quickly thought back to earlier. "Did the girl you fought ever tell you what she was? She never got around to 'defeating' me."
Cress uses Mumbo's Senzu Bean, healing 283% PL worth of damage. This returns his KP to 3/3.
Cress transforms into SSJ (x15)and his KP rises from 3/3 to 7/7 KP.
2,325,600 is his power level now.
Cress uses [SU1] Rapid Movement to block Bamboo's attack, which he takes 78% damage from.
Cress fires [UA2] Raze Flash that with deal 1,534,896 damage at Namek's core to destroy it.
Stopping Mumbo for like a post.
Requesting Zenkai, Damage Taken and PL will be added in after. |
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Post by StaffBot on Mar 20, 2020 21:35:03 GMT -6
Zenkai applied! New PL: 155,040.
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Bamboo
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Post by Bamboo on Mar 21, 2020 15:30:35 GMT -6
|Retaliatory Strike| - Bamboo's PL: 153,500
Huh? Wasn't that Saiyan nigh-incapacitated? How? This didn't make any sense- thankfully, Bamboo never really questioned things that didn't make sense. She just shrugged and spat, rubbing the ground with her foot. "So dramatic..." She scoffed, the irony of which was lost on her. Either way, all that mattered was that the planet was destroyed- she wasn't particularly upset she couldn't do it herself. Well, maybe a little. But not enough to cause a fuss over.
Either way, people seemed about ready to file out, and Bamboo was no exception. She wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but even a dull knife was sharp enough to evacuate a soon-to-be asteroid cluster.
"Sounds good. Might stop by Earth for a bit. Gotta feed Stephan some people and all that. Oh, and make sure the little green guy is alright! I'll come by to pick him up once I've got some time." Actually... "And, uh, I'll figure out where Knutts is, too." Heh. Knutts. She gave a sloppy mock-salute to her teammates right before sprouting her usual pair of wings and flying off, adding a fancy barrel-roll for good measure. Where'd she park her pod again? Did she even park it? She vaguely remembered a crash-landing... she was sure her pod'd work if she just turned it off and on again.
She was happy she came, though! Not too much fighting, a real shame, but a fun experience nonetheless. It was her first time outside of earth, too. Did Namek have any souvenir shops? Well, it was a bit too late for that- but it wasn't too late to swoop down and grab a rock. Good enough?
Eventually, she found her pod, and through some miracle of engineering, turning it off and on again did in fact fix it. Off she went!
bambooo exits! |
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Mar 22, 2020 0:49:15 GMT -6
For all the bluster and bravado their previous employers might've held, none of them could hold a candle to Cress' accomplishments. Sure, the guy was tough, but in a straight fight it was pretty much guaranteed someone like Sensoa would cleave the guy's head into twenty pieces. They didn't have the same drive a Saiyan did, he supposed. Was that all it took? The golden hair and the feisty attitude? Maybe Demons and Lizards and such weren't as great as they were hyped up to be.
As Mumbo finished tossing the last of his prisoners into the ship, he was called on. Mere moments after Cress' attack, the Saiyan promised to recoup the loss of his item. How generous! A guy like Kraktus probably would have just laughed in Mumbo's face for wasting his precious item... Though perhaps, in hindsight, nasty comments about Kraktus should be strictly out-of-mind. He was still sort-of an employer, and he absolutely had some kind of weird brain powers to read thoughts and, more importantly, insults.
Shaking the weird worry of being fired for internal thoughts, he turned back to the conversation at hand. Cress had asked him something vaguely important about Korla.
"Who? Pale and spooky ova heah?"
She'd mentioned the name. A Tuffle, right? Trupple? Duffel? The name was on the tip of his tongue, and if he gave it some serious thought, he could probably remember pretty easy. What he remembered first, though, was her request. She'd asked if the Goons could cut ties with Cress; leave him high and dry, in a manner of speaking. While Mumbo wasn't in the business of betraying employers (at least not the properly evil ones), he could at least honor her request the tiniest bit.
"Nah," he said, shaking his head. "Took ta swingin' befoah we could trade details. I'll let'cha know if she squeals anytin' on da trip, though."
He gave Bamboo a wink and a nod as she too shoved off, before focusing on the planet below. He'd never seen Namek explode before, although apparently it had indeed done so at least once. It wasn't like he was on a time crunch just yet, he supposed...
Sitting on the edge of his ship, Mumbo summoned a bag of popcorn, and waited for impact...
Sticking around one more post, cuz why not.
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Post by Cress on Mar 23, 2020 13:15:09 GMT -6
Bamboo didn't fuss about him blocking her attack, so it looked like he wouldn't be here any longer than he had to be. That was good, since his attack landed meaning that Namek was due to blow up very soon. As for his question to Mumbo, nothing came of it. Cress simply shrugged it off after that. Bamboo announced her departure, heading off to the former SSE Maximum Security Prison, Knutts. He'd never been there before, only having heard about what become of it.
Cress' attention turned back to Mumbo. "Everything is done now, but one more thing." He drew closer to Mumbo's ship. "Leave the Konatsian. He was my opponent, and I will decide his fate." After saying that, it should have donned upon Mumbo what that fate would be since he came in a one-man pod. His mission on Earth was not yet over, and if given the chance, he was sure Typha would be there to repeat what happened here, provided he could escape Knutts if they tossed him in the Ultra Max. |
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Mar 23, 2020 16:38:01 GMT -6
Mumbo watched in awe as the planet was impacted. Brilliant reds and oranges billowed out from the innards of the planet. Billowing smoke was followed soon by geysers of lava, shooting up this way and that. The ground erupted in a myriad of places. With the core overloaded, the energy had nowhere to go but out. Massive land masses were slowly being reduced to pitiful little islands.
Mountains collapsed under the pressure. Cities buckled and faltered as miles of red-hot magma overtook them. The planet below them looked more and more like a massive volcano than it did a peaceful planet. Mumbo wiped a tear from his eye. This was what being evil was all about.
”Whuh?”
Cress’ comment shook him from his dreamlike daze. He was asking for the Konatsian? Big bold and powerful guy? Mumbo turned, glaring at the unconscious Konatsian with uncertainty. Killing him would be easier...
”No can do, Boss.” He put his hand up, and it morphed into a small gray stop sign. ”Da Goons already agreed ta let ‘em live, and I don’t see my goons heah ta change da vote.”
Why was he so adamant about this? Mumbo took a step, making sure to stand directly between Cress and the captives. This was probably a bad idea. Cress was raring to go after that bean. Damnit! Why couldn’t he have just been normal evil and let Cress hobble out of here?
”’Sides, it’s too risky ta kill him. Blowin’ up a planet is one ting, but killin’ a goodie like him? You felt how much juice he was puttin’ out! Guy like him’s got friends in big places.” Mumbo glanced back again. He really hoped Typha was the type to pay back a favor. ”If we kill him he gets revived in what— a week? Maybe two tops. Now he comes back pissed off at both of us plus he’ll be all humbled and crap so he’ll bring like, thoity buds ta kick ass. Leave him alive? He’s hoit, but thankful. A little bitta, shoah, but not fully pissed. Plus? He’ll owe us one. Heroes can’t stand owing a baddie one. It’s like, in their genes or somethin’.”
Mumbo had a feeling the saiyan wouldn’t back down just yet. Was there a score to settle? Would Mumbo have to fight yet another employer? He didn’t really want to.
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Post by Cress on Mar 23, 2020 17:03:19 GMT -6
The planet was in utter chaos right now. The terrain around them had changed quicker than he expected, but it made sense considering there was a large hole left by his attack for the planet to spill its innards from. As he made his request-- no, his demand, a spherical ki shield protected him from the lava that fell from the sky and spewed from below. His attention shifted back to Mumbo, who'd been taken aback by what he'd said. Cress frowned, he'd have to try and reason with him a little more. "The goons have no say in what happens to my opponent."
Mumbo tried to reason with him, but to Cress his reason didn't make much sense. "That reasoning doesn't make any sort of sense. I've already had a large target on my back for a while. I killed the damn president of earth! I'm blowing up one of, if not the most, important planets in the universe. Besides, I'll going to Earth right after this to make sure no one can be revived." Cress held out a hand. "I'll tell you what. If he comes back, I'll come back too. I'm sure Kalabas will help me out with that. Now, hand him over else I'll take him from you and kill everyone else you plan on taking with you." Cress waited for an answer, a stern and demanding look on his face.
4/7 KP > 5/7KP |
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Mar 23, 2020 17:50:57 GMT -6
Mumbo furrowed his brow at his employer. This was a running gag now, wasn’t it? Why couldn’t they just get along? Part of him wanted to agree just to keep his fellow villain safe, but the stubborn, prideful side of him couldn’t give up the ghost. His friends agreed to keep him alive. The goons were always right! The last time he trusted an employer without his goons to interject, he almost got his whole squad killed!
Not this time.
”You tink just cuz you say it, that you’ll magically be able ta stop da goodie-goods from wishing people back? Heh. Dats a good one.” Mumbo rubbed his chin, though the act did little to stifle his anger. ”You realize dis was blind luck, right? Only one chump shows up to fight us and you still nearly got toined into mince meat. You can’t do it.”
The hatch of his ship closed behind him. If Cress really wanted, he could probably blow a hole through the hull and kill Typha anyway, but it didn’t matter. Putting his foot down here and now was the only thing he could do. Was he really a villain if he didn’t stand his ground? Hell, was he even a man?
”I tot we was friends, Cress. As a friend, I need ta tell ya’s dat dis ain’t happenin’. He might be your opponent, but you hired us. This is my job, and in my line of woik, da kinda ting yer about ta do ends bad. And I mean Capital B style. Undahstand?”
Another explosion rocked the planet. Rubble dusted the atmosphere, leaving the once clear sky in a thick and acrid smog.
”I survived Boreal. I survived Saizomaru. Hell, I survived Sensoa. You tink imma go down to a chump like you?”
Lightning struck somewhere far in the distance. What remained of the ocean whipped up into a fever pitch.
”You gotta give it all you got or go home. Choose quick, Pal. You ain’t got all day.”
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Post by Cress on Mar 23, 2020 19:02:21 GMT -6
Mumbo presented a good counter-argument, closing the ship behind him after doing so. I guess I won't be getting him without a fight then. In hindsight he was a little bit glad Mumbo chose to fight, he was reinvigorated now. "I'm sure I would've fared far better had Ramen not jumped in front of my attack while you were fighting the woman, but if more people had of shown up, that's what you guys were here for, right? And the deal was for us to work together, the stunt Ramen pulled and you keeping Typha alive goes against that." He paused for a second to get a breath of air. "We all take risks. I have a team back on Earth, and so far we've been doing well. The only reason I'm here is because we hit a bump in our road because the Guru showed up. You all have a large target on your back already by working with me. Even if it was for money, you had a choice, and one that wasn't hard to make." Little did he know that he'd be without a team when he returned.
"We are friends, we're just having a conflict of interests right now as all do. This won't turn out how you think it will, but you have my word I won't kill you, or leave you to die. No hard feelings." The planets condition further deteriorated around him. His shield was doing a damn good job of keeping his attention from being split between Mumbo and the elements.
Cress grinned and took his fighting stance. "Let's do this." He thrust himself forward, throwing a punch on a crash course with Mumbo's face. |
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Post by Majin Mumbo on Mar 24, 2020 20:24:59 GMT -6
Mumbo raised a brow. Conflict of interests? Certainly was a big thing to be conflicted on. Arguing about the best dessert or who the worst actor is on "Never Rainy on Vegeta" would be one thing, but this was... Stupid. Saiyans were always good at being stupid, he supposed.
"Tch. Yeah. Keep doze feelin's nice and squishy."
The Stargoon didn't take a traditional stance. Instead, he brought his arms up and flexed. The armor he'd been wearing, once scuffed and worn-down, had been renewed by Goon magic. It sparkled with a brilliance befitting the stylish fighter... Only to be caked in another line of dirt mere seconds later. The air was too thick with grime to keep up the shine, it seemed.
Frowning, the Majin refocused on the battle ahead. Cress was on him already, letting loose a simple punch to kick things off. Mumbo brought his own arm up to block, but was surprised to find that Cress' attack hit hard enough to dent his forearm! The pudgy skin bent inward, which would definitely have been sickening had he been any other race. Instead, the Majin simply gave a mildly surprised look.
Before his foe pulled away, he'd try a neat little trick. The skin around Mumbo's dented arm would suddenly snap shut again, trying to lock Cress by the wrist, if only for a moment. Should he grab hold, the gargantuan goon would attempt to knee his boss in the gut, following the attack closely with a rapid series of jabs with his free hand
KP: 3/3
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Post by Cress on Mar 26, 2020 14:52:25 GMT -6
Before launching his first attack, Mumbo somehow replenished his armor and made it nice and shiny again for their fight, only for it to be dirtied again seconds later. Magic? he thought. He wondered if Mumbo would be using magic frequently this fight, like during his fight with Yanwang. It would have worried him more had Mumbo been around the same strength as Yanwang when he fought him, but he likely was only half as strong.
His punch struck the majin's forearm and drove itself further into his form, leaving a dent in it. That would've been a nasty injury if Mumbo was made of flesh and bone like he was. "Wasn't expecting me to be so strong?" Cress grinned as he responded to Mumbo's expression.
He was caught by surprise when his hand was encased in majin flesh, resulting in him momentarily focusing on his hand which led to him being knee'd in his gut. Cress let out a grunt, hand moving close to his stomach before stopping. Even though he was caught, he was still able to move the rest of his body, tugging away from Mumbo to dodge his series of jabs, stopping what he presumed to be the last one with his free hand. Suddenly he let out a roar, his muscles bulking up and his hair spiked more. Then those muscles got even bigger, using his Power Weighted technique, which channeled even more ki through his body. He suddenly began directing a large portion of his ki to his hands and arms. "Are you sure you want to hold on to me?"
Not waiting for a response, Cress would suddenly use on of the strongest techniques in his arsenal; the Full-Power Raze Flash. He let out a roar as the ki flowed from his hands. If Mumbo hadn't let him go by now his entire arm likely would have been blown off before being fully enveloped by harmful red ki.
Cress powers up into USSJ (x17/x13) and uses bulking to make it (x18/x10).
His power level is now 2,790,720/1,550,400.
He uses [MA3] Full-Power Raze Flash to deal 2,790,720 PL Damage to Mumbo.
KP: 5/7 > 2/7 KP |
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