Titan Tower [HBR - Invite]

You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?

Faster than you’d expect from a guy his size! Flicking those feet back underneath herself but afforded no minute nor moment to catch her breath, Miss Murasaki was surprised to find herself being pressured so heavily from the get go by an opponent, and in a way probably lamented the fact that she had been dealing with what she might deem ‘second rate shrimps’ at best lately. Those honed battle instincts feeling just a little bit dulled because she had been fighting people that for one reason or another she could readily overpower, suddenly the situation seemed to have been turned on its head as she came face to face with someone who seemed to be able to keep pace with her physically, and as such the purple pro found herself surprised by that fact. But she was not overwhelmed by it just yet however.

“No, but that doesn’t mean it’s a bad thing!” Swallowing the little lump that had formed in her throat because of her astonishment and then showing a broad grin as she found herself being pressured by a series of meaty jabs and hooks that she reckoned might have readily taken the average man’s head clean off if given the chance, even though she hadn’t faced a foe like this for quite some time that didn’t mean that Maya was particularly lacking for preparation, or ready to lose the fight either.
Those hits are powerful, but scarcely more honed than the frenzied thrashing of a child in a tantrum! Those hits heavy but lacking more than a little for style or technique, while it was clear that her enemy might have been able to match or even surpass the might of the martial minx his form was sloppy, and seasoned fighter like the sable siren showed that she was more than capable of taking advantage of that poor posture as she weaved and whipped her hands around to deflect the strikes with minimal damage, and then she was ready to go back on the attack.

“Just makes the eventual win that bit sweeter!” The speed and agility that she possessed just another tool in the arsenal of the Asian amazon that she was readily capable of taking advantage of, the experience of the girl also told her that psychology was an important weapon in the hands of the wise warrior and as such she took a little bit of relish in the way her cool evasion and the confidence in her sarcastic words seemed to be frustrating him. This enough for the ebony enchantress to eagerly take advantage of that as well as she spotted a wild haymaker heading her way and thrust herself upward to the ceiling and then used it as a vaulting point to return her direction toward the ground in quick succession, but this time with her toe headed straight for the shoulder of the meaty mountain in order to make at least one of those arms a little less threatening for the fight to come…

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You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?

Gotcha…? The inverted position of Miss Murasaki perhaps making it a little harder to spot the response of her enormous enemy to what she had done, while for a moment it felt like she had landed a square hit on the brute and done quite a bit of damage, the pugnacious pro found herself blinking as she found the face of her foe grinning rather than grimacing as a result of what she had done. The foot of the femme smashing into his shoulder for sure but all of a sudden that round mass having swollen up like a beach ball, while the blast of black beauty was sure to leave him with a bruise that sudden mass had spared him the smashed or separated shoulder that the sable siren had hoped for, and left her wide open for a reply as well.

“Maybe ya shoulda aimed for the head, girl!”

Chided for playing it safe by her enemy as she snatched for that long limb she had slashed him with and the position meaning that her speed was largely useless to stop him as well, Maya groaned as she found a meaty mitt wrapping around the whole of her calf and shin, but that was only the beginning of her woes really. The pressure on her lower limb certainly nothing that she was going to find herself enjoying but what happened next far worse, something about the brutality of the bulky beast told the dark dish what was going to happen next, and even after she pulling her arms close to her body and wrapped her hands around her head she found she was right.

“GRUNNNFFF!!!” Grunting as she found her fine form being whipped around like it was a rag doll by gorilla grod or whatever the hell his name was supposed to be, even though she was too busy trying to avoid cracking her skull or breaking her neck or back to spot it, it seemed that her fearsome foe was rather overjoyed to exploit this chance to whip the girl about like a twisted towel in a locker room. However, even as he whacked her body against the nearest wall and then the floor before tossing her away in an arrogant show of disgust, it seemed that her enemy was greatly underestimating her if he thought that was the end of the fight.

“That all… All ya got, big guy…?” The assault that had been inflicted upon the ebony empress likely enough to not only demolish the average person but probably also risking rather a lot more than a simple loss in a fight, even with her head spinning and having bounced more than a couple of times off the ground before coming to rest, Miss Murasaki was not about to take the hit silently, or lying down for that matter either.
“I can do this… All day long?” More than just a nimble cannon of power and this the time that such a fact was proven most prominent as she pushed her feet back underneath herself, while every inch of the Asian amazon seemed to be aching after that she wasn’t about to give up, and wobbly or not she was going to finish this fight. It was only just getting started, after all…

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You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?

The world still feeling that little bit wobbly for the woozy warrior woman simply because of the disequilibrium the rough attack had inflicted upon her more than anything else, despite this fact she could still see the lie in her enemy as he barked back at her, and honestly quite liked seeing it. Strong words vented by a villain who likely enjoyed seeing himself as unassailable, the fact that Miss Murasaki had shrugged off his brutality and asked for more seemed to dent his pride and though he acted like he was happy to take more, the hint of frustration in his tone and dullness in his gaze told the pugnacious pro that he was more affected by her survival than he would admit, and that was a fact she could use against him.

“Let’s hope I can say the same when I’m done with you, eh?” Shaking her head a little but without every letting her violet vision leave the form of her foe for a second, after brushing her hair back the black beauty provoked the man mountain with a smirking comment and a flick of her fingers, offering him the first move simple because it seemed thus far like every time she tried to take the initiative he would end up getting the better of her and making her pay for that. Ultimately experienced enough that she knew she couldn’t stick to the same old tactics and expect to win through sheer stubborn force of will, Maya knew she would be taking a risk by allowing the bulky bruiser to take the lead, but as he lunged toward her hoped that the breadth of her skill range would allow her to take him by surprise with a counter attack. And she knew just the way, in fact.

Blunt force ain’t gonna cut it… Skipping off the ground as she exploited the speed and sense of style that she possessed rather than her own brute force in what would have amounted to a war between an unstoppable force and an immovable object, Miss Murasaki sucked down deep on air to flood her lungs and waited for her own chance to punch back at this guy, but on her account was no longer interested in flinging her feet or fists around.
But Ultra Violet is a lot more than just a pretty face and a potent set of muscles! Those meaty muscles too good at absorbing the force of the feisty femme’s bare handed blows but the rowdy raven nothing if not resourceful, once again she allowed herself the chance to weave around his attacks and exploit her fast footwork and grace to provide an opening for herself, but on this occasion she opted to exploit the weapon on her back rather than the simple ferocity of her form to answer him, and hoped it would prove a little easier to get the better of him than it had before.

“Arrrggghhhh!!!”

The brutish behemoth roaring as the cold and sharp edge of a steel sword cut into his firm flesh of her foes bicep, though Maya noted the fact that it felt like her katana was trying to break through granite or something similar rather than the usual hot knife through butter response, ultimately both the howl of pain that her enemy gave her and the feeling of finally doing some real damage to him brought a tremendous feeling of satisfaction and a rush of adrenaline that easily blew away any cobwebs that his earlier assault had cast upon her. God was it a rush to feel herself sparking up like this, like pure bliss that she couldn’t deny, and compelled her to go harder and farther than ever before. It was good that her star student didn’t see her when she was like this really, because honestly it might have left all kinds of wrong impression on a bright eyed and bushy tailed apprentice to see just how brutal she could be, and even more so the revelry she could take in that as well.

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You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?

“Finally making an impression huh?” Smirking as she saw the grimace of the goliath and exploiting the sudden sense of rhythm that she felt now that she had finally chalked up her first solid bit of harm upon the hulk, the sable siren swung her sword around and sliced again with a sense of laser-like precision as she found back against him by culling the connections in his muscles that provided him with that potent degree of power without going too deep and nicking a major vein or artery. It was hard work really, requiring most of the focus that even a skilled warrior like Miss Murasaki could offer, but it was worth it, especially with the way that those muscles tended to bulge in response to her attacks. The bigger he got, the more she put behind her own attacks.



Pain, panic and perhaps a hint of fear revealed in the voice of the villain as he finally and resoundingly found his peerless dominance under threat from a woman of all people, the meathead showed a strong sense of protest to the new situation as he slumped down onto one knee after Maya had whipped her weapon around and thrust the tip through the lovely little tendon that connected his calf to his ankle, and seemingly subdued much of his mobility as well.
“Ha, you bitch a fucking lot for a so called hardened criminal, boy!” Still tall enough that he was roughly level with her eye even in this position, the black beauty showed rather eagerly that she did not baulk at all because of how he hoped to point out her ‘rule breaking’ by next swiping at his shoulder, and once she had done so for a second thought she might have had the battle won right there. But only for a moment, because it seemed they were both full of surprises today.

“Ha, starting to think you’re on the wrong side there!”

Perhaps the biggest boon that was offered to her enemy by the mask he wore the simple factor of concealment, while the gorilla face that the fiendish foe wore most assuredly acted as a measure to protect his real identity, as a bonus for that the brute also found his expressions and intentions guarded just that little bit by the film over his face, which on this occasion denied the dark dish the chance to guess what he had planned next.
Doesn’t know when to quit, does he? Swinging for her ineffectually from the arm she had wounded in a manner that seemed deceptively half hearted, as Miss Murasaki swerved her sword around to stop the blow on instinct she never expected him to do something so reckless as through the hand of that half-useless arm onto the blade to snatch it, and she probably would have had time to pull her weapon back if he didn’t seem fully prepared to mangle that mitt and launch another to take its place in the meantime.

“Grunnnffff!” One of those heavy fists flying across the face of the feisty femme with all the grace and determination of a runaway train, Miss Murasaki would have been lying if she said that the sudden sucker punch hadn’t made her see stars for a second or two and ache for a good while longer than that, whilst also dazing her just enough that the giant man could wrench her weapon from her grasp and then knock her away with an equally vicious backhand a moment later.
It’s like getting gored by a herd of bulls…! The act hardly one of high level martial arts but still doing plenty of damage to the dark dish all the same, while she had been fighting hard because of the sudden flurry of adrenaline she had felt when getting the better of the bruiser that seemed to have been cut off rather suddenly by this brutal reply, and now the black beauty found herself rolling backward in a fresh state of wooziness.

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You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?

“You got some skills girl, but unlucky for you I heal fast even from cuts like these?”

Shaking her head once more as she pushed a pair of arms beneath her body and tried to prop herself up despite how jelly-like her muscles were feeling, Maya looked up at the sound of her enemies voice to see him ripping her blade from the hand it had become lodged in, and yet despite the flow of crimson the act created he didn’t seem worried about what he was doing.

“It won’t take me long to get over these lil scratches, a couple of days I'll be good as new, but you…”

Tossing the sword away as he crowed about the remarkable recovery rate that he had been gifted with and not sparing the sable siren time to see a nasty knee heading straight for her nose, and barely had time to raise her hands to protect herself before she found herself slumping against the wall behind her whilst the muscular menace leered at her through those peep holes in her mask, showing off a shameless sense of thirst for violence even through the veil that was his mask.

“You ain’t gonna be getting off so easy after putting be through this kinda shit!”

The damage that the dark dish had inflicted certainly seeming to slow the fool down but not having stopped him how she might have hoped it might, though she could see that he was unsteady and carrying a bit of a limp now, already it seemed like the blood that had flowed from his wounds had ebbed away and the damage itself was starting to close up, which was not a welcome sight for her, really.

Dammit, what am I gonna hit him with now? Hoping that she could have carved those muscles enough to enfeeble him and leave him vulnerable to capture or a swift KO, now that he was boasting about his recovery rate the raven found herself wondering just what she might have to throw at him to stop him, and then it hit her. She knew what she needed to do, but it wasn’t going to be pretty, for her or anyone else really.
“Heh, you may be tough as hell but…” Taking a short and sharp breath as she saw the that mallet of a mitt raising again in an effort to call an end to her resistance and throwing herself back at her foe in a now or never act of defiance, Miss Murasaki gritted her teeth and swung her whole body around as she spotted that knockout blow coming toward her to use the heel of her own ‘good’ leg to deflect the attack before following up with something that was aimed to stun her enemy more than anything as she flicked her toe around and caught the nose of the behemoth just hard enough to make him stumble back and permit her the chance to use their current predicament to her own advantage, even if it was a bit reckless.

“How do you do…” All this time a part of her mind having been forcing the femme to be very aware of her surrounding and make sure she wasn’t fighting with her back to a window or something just in case she herself happened to stagger against that awesome might, now that her enemy was the one doing so with a rather plain disregard for his own safety the sable siren had to take advantage of the fact, and span herself around like a top as she attempted to do so.
“With a thousand foot dropkick?” Vaulting not off the floor but the wall she had been bashed into and with every ounce of pressure that those powerful thighs of thunder to catapult herself forwards and use her body like a cannonball in order to bombard this bulky bruiser, if anything she exploited the fact that he seemed ready to absorb her strikes in order to set up her own cunning but callous move as she slammed against him, and then bounced back just enough to provide her with the room she needed to extend those legs again, for what would hopefully be the last time as both of her heels fired against him like ramrods, and sent him spilling out of that glass behind his bulky body…

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You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?

There nothing quite like a man the size of a mountain to subdue the skinny soul who seethed on the floor below, whether it was luck or judgement on the part of either the emerald eyed enchantress or her ebony mentor was unknown, but the simple fact was that the wrathful barking would be quelled quickly as the man in the monkey masked crashed through the roof and splatted him like a pancake in a rather unexpected but not unwelcome fashion. Enemies colliding with significant force and creating a two man pile on the ground, one would have had to be made of diamonds to endure such a colossal impact without being hurt, and while it was certainly true that both of the bastards paid the price for such a significant coming together, it became apparent that one of them seemed to pay more of it than the other.

“Fucking… Hedgehog bastard…!”

A gravelly growling groan erupting from the heap of criminals that had been formed by the collision, while the slim figure on the bottom remained motionless thanks to the ton of meat that had been dropped on him, said mountain of muscle was far less subdued in his response, and quite frankly pissed off with the way his day had gone apparently. Sliced up by a samurai slut and then knocked off the top of Tokyo tower right onto the spiny fuck he had been teamed up with by their glorious leader, most men would have been lucky to survive such an outcome, and whilst it might have been true that the venom of his allies spines might have been dulling the pain response of the hulk who hurtled down he certainly showed he was built like a tank and just as nasty as one as he pushed himself back up, wearied and on the edge of defeat, but not done just yet.

“Oh, another little Barbie doll down here as well, huh?
Don’t worry, daddy’s got time for all you little bitches tonight…!”

Certainly not in the best mood to say the least after everything he had been through and that ill feeling seeming to mean that he had rather a prominent urge to let loose a little bit of the stress his day had given him, after peeling the mask off his face simply to get a breath of unrestricted air into his lungs the ferocious gaze of this seemingly unstoppable enemy fell onto the form of something with blonde hair and not a bad looking face either, which would make quite the nice toy for him for the time being he reckoned. Still wobbly and the battered body of his meaning that he wasn’t exactly quick on his feet by this point but still the bulky beast of a man seeming to thirst for destruction, as he pulled his feet under him the monster of a man clawed for anything he could get his hands on and break just for the simple satisfaction in it, but luckily for all the officers and the girl with the green gaze in particular it seemed that a plucking young pro hero wasn’t quite out of the fight just yet, and was a microsecond away from making what would be rather spectacular when all was said and done.

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