Post by Yumi on Jul 5, 2020 5:18:05 GMT -4
Feeling the weight of his arm push through the skull of the woman who'd dealt him the most damage thus far, he was certainly impressed to watch her hold onto consciousness, chuckling deeply from the base of his throat. He'd relieve the pressure of his fingers, trying to retrieve his arm but... my my. Even more impressive. He had to assume the jumble of words was hinting at some form of brain damage, temporary or no, but to watch her cling onto his arm like that even in spite of it? A grin formed briefly on his face, watching her odd aura grew however shifted it to a curious, and somewhat annoyed expression.
"Well you curious little creature... what exactly is this quirk of yours...?"
His words were mostly mused to himself as the exhaustive aura worked on draining his stamina. With his tough skin and intense form it was likely this could be the key to wearing him down, but all the same he still had energy to spare for the moment, trying to throw his arm to the side and force the girl to let go, only to watch her hold on tight. Where he to see this from one of his troops he'd be far more hopeful and impressed. Right now he was just annoyed, growling through grit teeth, which soon grit much tighter.
His sides left open by the throwing motion of his arm, a hiss flowed through him. The blades didn't cut deep but the brown skinned beast was now slowly oozing blood from either side. Much like the titan RedHorn however, it was brief. Where skin couldn't close itself, Muramasa's muscles tightened hard on his sides, cutting off the severed blood vessels, putting him in a constant state of stress and pain at those points but aiding in the prevention of blood loss. "My my... you lot work together better than those-GAGH!"
He raised his arm up against the charging beast, only able to use a single arm this time to prevent the attack, the beasts hands likely clasping onto his free forearm as the aura producing women clung to the other. "... Better than those heroes...."
As Antonio came in for the legs, Muramasa wondered what he was hoping to achieve. While his beastly pet had the might to hold it's ground against him the human part of this equation didn't seem to be as lucky. He was strong for a human... but still very much human on his own, his sweeping leg hitting dense calve muscle.
"... And what were we hoping to achieve here hm?~"
Still, he fell backwards. It worked in his favor. He grasped one of the beasts arms and forced it to fall with him, surprisingly flexible as he bent his knees between the two of them, his back hitting the ground with a hefty thud before his legs sprung out like a coiled spring, striking the beast square in the torso and sending it flying up into the air above him. Rolling to his freed side, he rose to his feet, spinning his occupied arm about himself, the parasyte on the end of his arm colliding with the falling beast, likely freeing Muramasa of them both.... but he was clearly feeling the pressure, breathing heavily as he glared at those around him.
He needed that escape route... fast.
"Well you curious little creature... what exactly is this quirk of yours...?"
His words were mostly mused to himself as the exhaustive aura worked on draining his stamina. With his tough skin and intense form it was likely this could be the key to wearing him down, but all the same he still had energy to spare for the moment, trying to throw his arm to the side and force the girl to let go, only to watch her hold on tight. Where he to see this from one of his troops he'd be far more hopeful and impressed. Right now he was just annoyed, growling through grit teeth, which soon grit much tighter.
His sides left open by the throwing motion of his arm, a hiss flowed through him. The blades didn't cut deep but the brown skinned beast was now slowly oozing blood from either side. Much like the titan RedHorn however, it was brief. Where skin couldn't close itself, Muramasa's muscles tightened hard on his sides, cutting off the severed blood vessels, putting him in a constant state of stress and pain at those points but aiding in the prevention of blood loss. "My my... you lot work together better than those-GAGH!"
He raised his arm up against the charging beast, only able to use a single arm this time to prevent the attack, the beasts hands likely clasping onto his free forearm as the aura producing women clung to the other. "... Better than those heroes...."
As Antonio came in for the legs, Muramasa wondered what he was hoping to achieve. While his beastly pet had the might to hold it's ground against him the human part of this equation didn't seem to be as lucky. He was strong for a human... but still very much human on his own, his sweeping leg hitting dense calve muscle.
"... And what were we hoping to achieve here hm?~"
Still, he fell backwards. It worked in his favor. He grasped one of the beasts arms and forced it to fall with him, surprisingly flexible as he bent his knees between the two of them, his back hitting the ground with a hefty thud before his legs sprung out like a coiled spring, striking the beast square in the torso and sending it flying up into the air above him. Rolling to his freed side, he rose to his feet, spinning his occupied arm about himself, the parasyte on the end of his arm colliding with the falling beast, likely freeing Muramasa of them both.... but he was clearly feeling the pressure, breathing heavily as he glared at those around him.
He needed that escape route... fast.
Took the side slashes. He's in pain but isn't bleeding due to tightening his muscles closed over the wounds.
He blocks the initial charge. Antonio isn't strong enough to knock him off his feet due to the power gap
He falls regardless, he kicks the beast up into the air, rolls to his feet, and slams his 'leech' into the beast as it falls, freeing him of her grasp.
He realizes he'd lose in a drawn out fight, waiting for his minions to find him a way out.
He blocks the initial charge. Antonio isn't strong enough to knock him off his feet due to the power gap
He falls regardless, he kicks the beast up into the air, rolls to his feet, and slams his 'leech' into the beast as it falls, freeing him of her grasp.
He realizes he'd lose in a drawn out fight, waiting for his minions to find him a way out.
