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[Mokkan Brushtail]

[oh no it's not courage, it's insanity ]
The man, if he deserved to be called human, was reveling in the blood and gore he had created, eating in the killing, talking as if he were an artist and this his master piece, He strode over to an adolescent and crushed their skull with the heel of his boot.
The being was repulsive.
"I know! How about I scatter your entrails among the wreckage? Give the cleaning crews something to really wonder about!"

"Try it, no seriously I'd like to see you try that,"
Then the being lept at Yuwain, to try and tear him limb from limb,
"me and my big mouth."
Yuwain turned and sidestepped the man's wild leap, and in doing so swung his spear in a downwards arc in an attempt to knock his opponent to the ground.

[Anomaly]

The butt of Yuwain's spear catches the pale man on the back as he blazes passed him. However a strange thing occurs. Though the spear connects, it does not slow Oketsu's momentum...and stranger still there is a small notch on the shaft as if it had encountered a bladed weapon. The pile of wreckage upon which the gnoll stands is now sliced cleanly in half, as though a great sword had buried itself in its innards. On the contrary, only the crimson aura'd being stands a slight distance away, turning again with his smile.

"I see you're not without some skill," he says a little more seriously than the ranting that went before. "But that makes this all the more enjoyable for me!" The thin man slams his foot into the ground, causing a motorcycle (who's idiot rider had been trying to dart through traffic before being ripped from his seat in one of the many explosions) to leap into the air to his waiting hands. With a strength one would not expect from a person of his size, Oketsu hurls the charred machine at Yuwain.

Right before the machine would reach the beast-man, a single energy sword pierces the bikes gas tank, causing a spark as it passes through. The resulting explosion is not enough to kill, or even really maim, but the force of it may just be enough to knock Yuwain from his perch. Oketsu advances through the flames more slowly now, sure of himself and of his quarry.

[Mokkan Brushtail]

"I see you're not without some skill," he says a little more seriously than the ranting that went before. "But that makes this all the more enjoyable for me!"

Then Yuwain notices the man lift the motorbike, impressive, and hurl it at Yuwain, who readies himself to avoid it, only to have Oketsu blow the bike up, Yuwain drops his spear in the ensuing blast as he is hurled forcefully from the car, no sooner does he hit the ground then is he getting up. He draws the knightsword at his side, the savethequeen, he let's the light catch it for a brief second. He had earned this blade, it was his weapon of choice, it was with this blade he had defended his queen.

Yuwain knew there was something wrong with the man, he just did not know what, he intended to do so soon. Yuwain charged the man, long powerful strides bringing him to Oketsu quickly as he swings his blade in a shining arc.

[Anomaly]

Watching the beast man sail through the air captivates Oketsu, bringing his smile to an even more manic level. He keeps coming forward steadily, not slowing when his opponent unsheathes a particularly impressive looking sword. The flames swirl almost lovingly around him as Yuwain charges and he opens his arms once again as if giving the beast man a perfect target.

As the scimitar of light cuts through the air, there is a dull clang as the pale mans black gauntleted hands slam closed on either side of the blade, catching it in a vice grip. This close, he leers at Yuwain, "Such a pretty looking sword. It speaks to me in the blood soaked words of war." He seems almost transfixed for a moment, then all mirth drains from his face...making him look rather ugly. His next words are spoken like a curse, "You are weak!"

He releases Yuwains blade, sweeping his arms back, and then forward again. Thick bolts of crimson lightning arc from his finger tips. At such close range it is unlikely that the beast man can dodge all of them. Already a few errant bolts strike the ground at his feet, and where the bolts pass the blood soaked road is swept clean. Unlike regular lightning bolts, these seem to be composed of the fierce entities aura. Instead of truly electrocuting, they would drain away a little of Yuwain's blood, his life, with each crackling spark.

[Mokkan Brushtail]

[I]"Such a pretty looking sword. It speaks to me in the blood soaked words of war."

Yuwain replied to this,
"My blade has never spilled blood that did not deserve it, something you would not understand."

He seems almost transfixed for a moment, then all mirth drains from his face...making him look rather ugly. His next words are spoken like a curse, "You are weak!"

"Tell me, when I care!" Then Yuwain feels the crackling crimson lighting hit him, it saps away his energy, Yuwain realizes something, tha man doesn't need to speak for his magic. Too weak to hold his sword Yuwain does not give up. He leaps back and casts his spell of choice at his opponent, Rasp, if this spell hits Oketsu would feel whatever type of energy he uses to cast his magic drain as though he had been casting spells for a while. It would help Yuwain stay even with the man.

[Anomaly]

OOC (Good idea. Pity Oketsu's aura techniques are special tech linked to his soul rather than actual magic. Watch for spells when I use Blood Kant, there will be a little chanting associated with a few of those spells.)

Oketsu feels the life force of his enemy drain into him. Though he may have professed Yuwain to be a weakling, all life has blood, and to this being blood is power. There is a moment of distortion as the hyena-man cries his own rebuke, some strange counter spell designed perhaps to stop the crimson lightning and drain Oketsu of his own strength. Yet the spell has little effect...Oketsu's aura, constantly replenished by each droplet of blood, each fragment of life it steals, cannot be disrupted in a magical fashion. Not while it is actively soaking in blood.

The onslaught of lightning bolts halt none the less. The crimson aura surrounding the young man relents, dying down until it only surrounds his arms and legs. "You don't care that you're weak?" A look of disgust clouds the enraged creatures face, "How can you hope to defend anything, brave knight, if you have no strength?" Hatred rises off of the man like a scent. His aura intensifies, but rather than expanding it focuses. "How can you hope to stop me from doing this?!"

He slams his hand through a nearby overturned van, the single chop enough to slice the vehicle in two, spilling the charred and mutilated corpses trapped within onto the hot concrete. A pool of semi blackened blood covers the ground, widening until Oketsu stands at its center. Spreading his hands palms down, Oketsu whispers gently, calling to the blood.

"Ζωή πέρα από τη ζωή η οποία πλημμύρες αυτή η γη. Βράστε! Ζεματίστε τη σάρκα του!"
("Life beyond life that floods this earth. Boil! Scald his flesh!")

As if heated by the fires of hell, the blood begins to steam and bubble around Okestu's feet. His crimson aura ignites, spreading like flames from his feet, igniting the ichor, spreading in a ripple through the expanding puddle. As the ripple widens, the burning crimson flow rises into a wave, and threatens to wash over Yuwain and those not yet dead writhing on the ground.

OOC( That was a spell, so if Rasp is still in effect you can have its power diminish)

[Mokkan Brushtail]

[Yeah Rasp is still in effect]
"You don't care that you're weak?" A look of disgust clouds the enraged creatures face, "How can you hope to defend anything, brave knight, if you have no strength?" Hatred rises off of the man like a scent. His aura intensifies, but rather than expanding it focuses.
"How can I hope to defend anything if I always think I'm weak, oh and I'm not a knight, I'm a templar."
The man (Should the being be considered human) began to chant, then the blood pooled around his feet ignited, the flames were high, but Yuwain was unsurprised to find out they weren't giving off as much heat as they should, that's why he loved Rasp; but still he could only save one of the four victims around him they seemed to realize this and pushed the youngest, a little girl of 12, forward. Yuwain picked her up, lept away, put her down, and walked back towards Oketsu. He spoke one word,
"Hurry." he had cast Hast on himself,efficiently making him much faster than normal for a time.