Jeage stood at one end of the sparring area and the mannequin stood at the other end. The skin on Jeage’s forearms had turned very pale and were almost completely white, if one looked closer, they would see that his fingers were glued together and his arms were now like blades appendages with the sides and edges very sharp.
For several minutes, both Jeage and the mannequin were stuck in a deadlock as none of the two were willing to make the first move. Jeage was forced to make the first move eventually after Herman instructed him to so as not to dwindle away the class period.
Jeage ran forward and ignited his arms in flas, he continued running towards the mannequin as he made the flas into balls and launched them at the mannequin.
The mannequin dodged nurous tis as it ran away from Jeage, not willing to let him close in on it. After nurous bouts of running and dodging, the mannequin’s suddenly stopped and a split appeared on its face, it had a mouth now.
’Great! He took the bait!’ Jeage exclaid happy internally as he made an extra large fireball and launched it towards the mannequin.
As he expected, the mannequin opened its mouth in an attempt to devour the flas through its weird suction ability. Jeage scrapped together his forearms in which the skin had turned into very tough and sharp exoskeleton, creating a ’shinnng’ sound.
Jeage raised both arms over his face as soone would when guarding against blows, except in his case, his arms were separated and away from his body. He stood in that stance and allowed the mannequin to suck in his flas, and when the mannequin was almost done, he suddenly made his move.
In Jeage’s perspective, everything had beco very slow, he could see what remained of his fireball being slowly sucked into the mannequin’s mouth, he could feel the wind beat sluggishly against his skin, his lungs rose slowly as the air seed to be in no rush to get to their destination.
The only thing that seed to be moving at normal speed was the two, almost invisible threads that shot out of his elbows in the direction of the mannequin. The threads went straight for the mannequin and attached to both sides of its neck.
After landing on their target – each side of the mannequin’s neck - the thread grew taut, Jeage exhaled and his body flew forward very fast that he beca imperceptible to the naked eye.
Under the influence of the threads, his body was moving the fastest he had ever experienced, the was the wind was hitting against him was a bit uncomfortable and everywhere had turned blurry, all except the mannequin’s neck which was as clear as day.
Jeage let go of his worries as everything else in the world didn’t matter, only the mannequin’s neck did. He crossed his forearms when he was barely a feet away from the mannequin and swung them out swiftly before he collided with the mannequin and everything started moving normally again.
Throughout the whole attack, what everyone else – except the speedster, Xenon obviously – saw was Jeage turning into a streak in one second and the next mont he had collided with the mannequin and they both fell, with Jeage rolling forward a few feet before stopping.
Both Jeage and the mannequin who was now headless stood up at the sa ti, they both looked at the mannequin’s head which was just a few feet away from the both of them, exactly in their midst. They both lunged forward at the sa ti and a mont later they both had their backs turned to each other, the mannequin holding its head and Jacquez holding its right arm.
Jeage held the mannequin’s right arm in his hands, this was what he had been after all this ti. The reason he chose to eat the Kamado Mantis was not to get his skin turn into exoskeleton, but because of a special ability they had.
The reason Xenon thought the fore limbs of the mantis was wrapped in bandages was because of the thread wrapped around the limbs, that was the insect’s special characteristic. The kamado mantis’ employed the threads to deal fatal strikes to both predator and prey alike as the threads allowed them to lock onto their target and dash towards it with an chance of almost certain hit – as demonstrated by Jeage above.
While the mannequin had gone for its head, Jeage had activated the strings again and went for its arm as that was it’s true target, he only sliced of its head to buy ti, it was too big to eat after all.
In haste, Jeage stuffed the mannequin’s right fore arm - fingers first - into his mouth and chewed rapidly, he had to chew it completely by the ti the mannequin had reattached its head. And luckily, by the ti the mannequin turned to face Jeage with its head in place, he was done with the arm - just in ti.
The mannequin opened its mouth and a yellow beam shot out of it at Jeage, the best thing that was heard was a scream as both of Jeage’s arms had been sliced off. Everyone, especially Eyeball was shocked as they had expected him to dodge or run or both, but Jeage just stood there and raised his arms to block the beam, only to be sliced off cleanly.
Jeage scread as both of his forearms had been sliced of cleanly, but soon his scream turned into chuckles which grew louder till it turned into hysterical laughter.
’It worked! It wooorkeeddd!’ Jeage scread internally with joy as his arms throbbed in pain.
The blood that was flowing from Jeage’s wound had suddenly stopped and a brown substance was coming out instead, but instead of dripping down like the blood was, the brown substance stretched and contorted into various shapes before forming new arms over the severed places.
"Is... is that... his hand, the look just like the mannequin’s." Aoi was bewildered.
"That guy is just sothing else." Xenon muttered in response.
Jeage dashed toward the mannequin and threw a punch that hit squarely on the mannequin’s chest and blew it away a few tres. The mannequin hit and rolled on the sand before it ca to a stop, it stood up swiftly and threw a punch at Jeage who had co after it.
The punch hit Jeage on the left side of his face and he was thrown back twice as far as his punch threw the mannequin. He stood up as if nothing happened, the skin on the left side of his face fell down and was replaced by the sa brown stuff as his arms, his left eye turned black, the iris red.
Jeage rushed back at the mannequin, but before he could get closer, the mannequin’s mouth opened and yellow beam shot out, both of Jeage’s brown arms exploded upon impact with the beam. The mannequin sliced off both of his legs also and he fell onto the ground on his knees.
Jeage’s head was bowed and gagging sound could be heard coming from him. Herman was worried but decided not to stop the spar as Jeage’s legs were now being replaced with brown wooden like ones – courtesy of the mannequin.
The mannequin approached Jeage cautiously, but before it could get within a tre of him, Jeage stood up suddenly with a bestial scream. Everyone was shocked by the sight that greeted them, even Eyeball was montarily taken aback.
The skin around Jeage’s jaw had been split and the jaws themselves had elongated, and all of his teeth has sohow turned into all canines. Before Herman could decide on whether or not to stop the spar, Jeage had burst into orange flas and before his clothes could start to burn, all the flas were sucked into his mouth.
Jeage’s tongue – which was now also brown in colour – stretched out as his mouth started to glow in orange. The mannequin imdiately responded by opening its own mouth too and shot out a yellow beam the was t by an orange beam from Jeage.
Both beams collided, the air around them was stirred and rebounded upon the onlookers. Both beam were at a deadlock, neither was stronger than the other. Soon enough, Jeage’s body was covered in flas again and he absorbed them while still shooting the orange beam out of his mouth.
The orange beam from Jeage steadily grew stronger and started to push the yellow one back bit by bit. The mannequin struggled, but Jeage prevailed, just when it was about to retreat – as it would soon run out of energy – the orange beam from Jeage suddenly turned blue and completely pushed back the yellow beam, blasting away the top half of the mannequin in the process.
Jeage dropped to his knees as what was left of the mannequin was caught up in flas and burned slowly. Jeage stayed on his knees continuously for a few seconds, Xenon and Herman feeling sothing was wrong rushed towards him.
Xenon knelt beside Jeage, grabbed him by the side and raised his face up. Jeage’s face was pain stricken, Herman’s heart skipped a beat. Jeage opened his eyes which looked tired and forced so words out of his mouth.
"I... I can’t stop it Xenon. It won’t stop." Jeage forced out and Xenon’s eyes widened imdiately.
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