** BGM FOR THE FIGHT " Number One- Bankai" By Shiro SAGISU featuring Hazel Fernandes. **
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Cynrik watched the small marble-sized pellet sink into the wound as the gash began rapidly healing, smirked, and executed a double backflip off the Chira's back.
[Let's hope this works; we need to knock off so of that HOT *Heal Per Tick* if we want a shot at doing so real damage.] Landing on the ground and rolling before bouncing to his feet and putting distance between himself and the creature, Cynrik's eyes stayed trained on the pellet as it entered the Chira's bloodstream and burst.
[Get so space Brance, if what I expect to happen happens, then well, this fuck is going to flip his shit in 5…4.]
[Hold ON, WHAT DID YOU DO?] Unhesitatingly breaking off in a full sprint, Brance shouted with worry painted across his face, interrupting Cynrik's countdown.
However, contrary to what Brance was preparing for, there was no explosion when Cynrik reached zero. Instead, as his brother had stated, the Chira began violently thrashing about, clawing at every part of its body in panic as its pink and burned skin turned blotchy purple.
[Omni-Poison pellet, nasty little toy, ain't it? I an, check out the effect it has on a Pseudo-Tier-5.] Cynrik chuckled as he spun around and launched hundreds of baseball-sized purple fireballs at the spazzing-out Chira.
ROAHHHHHHHh SWAKKKK!
From rage to insanity, the Chira's attitude changed like the flip of a switch as it went from thrashing about to launching multiple, voluminous attacks in all four of its different Affinities.
[OH SHIT!] flopping to the ground on his belly and narrowly avoiding a stream of Icicles, Cynrik cried before rolling and continuing his assault.
[What the hell Cyn, all you did was piss it off!] Brance complained as he stayed on the move and unleashed hundreds of Stone spikes to counter the incoming flurry of attacks.
[Bah, win so, lose so Brancie, im not omnipotent. But check it out; I achieved what I set out to do.] Bouncing back to his feet and pointing above the creature at the HUD only he and Brance could see, Cynrik drew his brother's attention toward the HP bar, which was dropping faster than it was recovering.
Brance's eyes followed Cynrik's hand as he stomped the ground and manifested dozens of these pillars of stone, which created a Cage around the Chira, pinning it to the ground.
For good asure, Brance had even gone so far as to add barbed tips every quarter ter of the pillar; this made it so that if the Chira so much as farted, it would be poked and prodded by the sharp barbs.
Like Cynrik had said, the HP bar in Brance's HUD would drop two ticks and heal one, aning they were outputting more damage than the Chira's healing factor could regenerate, sothing they had been aiming for from the beginning.
[By my estimate, it can heal 300 HP per tick, and my Omni-Poison pellet deals 600 points of damage per tick. Although two steps forward and one step back sucks, it is sufficient for now; lay on the pepper Brancie; ti to take this bastard down!] Taking in a deep breath, Cynrik began weaving hand seals off mory, his weeb side taking over, and he jumped into the air, made a circle with his left hand's index finger and thumb, and shouted a fake skill na.
"HMPH, Drown in a Sea of Flas! Katon: Gōka kkyaku"
[ SON OF A BITCH!] Brance scread as he sank into the ground and fled in the opposite direction as Cynrik transford into a human-shaped flathrower.
A four-ter-thick jetstream of Blackish Purple Fire erupted from Cynrik's mouth and rained down on the trapped Chira. The attack quickly turned the surrounding area into a sea of flas as Cynrik continued supplying copious amounts of Mana, uncaring about his expenditure.
Over a kiloter away, Brance's head and shoulders popped out of the ground like a gopher, and he gawked at the effects of his brother's makeshift attack in awe.
'God damn, he's really leaning hard into that whole Uchiha Schtick…first Susanno, second…I think that's one of Madara's moves, just with purplish fire.' Brance thought as he pushed himself out of the ground with the aid of his Terra Affinity.
'Can't lose out, alright, if Cyn wants to use weeb shit, I got this covered…uh uhh, think.' Attempting to devise a suitable follow-up attack, Brance could feel the heat radiating from Cynrik's flas, even at this distance, adding anxiety to perform.
"THAT'S IT!" Fastening his shields onto his back, Brance clapped his hands together, generating a loud pop sound, and grinned.
[CYN, I HOPE YOU DON'T THINK YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN RIP OFF ANI SKILLS!] Brance said as small pebbles and dirt ripped up off the ground and started colliding and forming a small ball.
By the gate, Cynrik's left eye twitched. Since his back was to Brance, he couldn't see what was happening, and if he turned to look, the neverending stream of fire spewing from his mouth would follow.
[What are you on about? The whole point of using a Jutsu was so no one would know our actual skills.] Rolling his eyes, Cynrik monitored the ocean of purple fire spilling out in a 500-ter radius with the Chira in the epicenter. Even under the noisy crackle of flas, he could hear the pained and frantic cries of the trapped Chira as it desperately tried to free itself.
With [Mana Sight] active, he could see how panicked the creature was as it slamd its body against the stone cage created by Brance while trying to keep the fire at bay with a combination of Terra and Ice Mana.
Completely engrossed in what was happening below, Cynrik didn't realize that a small orb had appeared high above his head and was drawing in a massive amount of the surrounding terrain.
However, that all changed when suddenly, an expanding shadow covered him in darkness. The appearance of this shadow caused Cynrik to lose his focus and look up out of habit montarily; what he saw caused his eyes to widen in surprise.
Cutting off the supply of Mana to his attack, Cynrik spun around in the air and saw a small moon ford from rocks and dirt growing in size above his head.
[BRANCIE, THAT ISN'T AN ATTACK; IT'S A CROWD CONTROL JUTUS ANT FOR CAPTURING BIJUU!] Caught off guard by his brother's choice of Jutsu, Cynrik imdiately flew away; there was no way in hell he was getting caught in the destructive suction of the miniature moon.
In the distance, Cynrik spotted Brance crouched in a horse stance with his hands in a praying posture, and he flew over.
"RAHHHH, PLANETARY DEVASTATION!" Feeling that the rocky moon had grown large enough, Brance roared at the top of his lungs as he separated his hands, thrust out his right arm, and slamd it down, dragging the insanely big ball of rock out of the sky and dropping it on the Chira.
[Planetary Devastation…really Brance…planetary Devastation…] Cynrik's face contorted into one of horror when he heard the na Brance used, and he even spat on the ground as if he was hearing the foulest shit ever to enter his ears.
Looking away from the slowly plumting moon, Brance glanced at Cynrik with a confused expression.
[Huh? That's what it's called; I rember it very clearly… Pein uses a Jutsu called Planetary Devastation…]
[IDIOT FAKE FUCKING WEEB, YOU NORMIE FUCKING POSER TRASH, THAT SKILL IS FUCKING NAD CHIBAKU TENSEI. DO YOU HEAR , CHI-BAK-U-TEN-SEI!] Stepping up and grabbing his brother by the front of his chest plate, Cynrik got right in Brance's face and scread.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!
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