>>5971414“Oh yeah? Bring it on!” you shout, reaching out towards him with telekinesis once more. He doesn't resist, you jerking him across the arena floor towards yourself with a right handed gesture, drawing him in. However, knowing what he's going to do you don't bring him all the way to you, instead keeping him back and firing another shock wave punch directly at his chest. But it would seem he wasn't expecting that, the sudden blast to his chest catching him completely off guard. Stopping him before he could activate his technique. “You're mine!”
Capitalizing on the opening you blitz forward, following up the shock wave punch with a real one to his jaw, courtesy of your left fist. Your heavy blow knocks him back a step, you launching into a barrage of strikes. Which Hit tries to defend himself against, but dazed and winded by the one-two you'd hit him with, his guard is weak. Allowing you to land over two dozen blows before Hit recovers, the assassin beginning to weave through your barrage of strikes. His movements are excellent, not trying to block your strikes by pitting his power against yours, but more akin to the Su Ma. Pushing himself out of the way of your strikes, with his arms, expression deadly calm. You'd been hoping to rattle him at least slightly. Yet his movements improve by the second, after three he's moving like you never hit him. And then, with a left aimed at his temple, once more he vanishes. Disappearing out of range, back a few yards away.
“Tch!” you seethe through clenched teeth as your left passes harmlessly through the air, you taking a small step to keep your balance then returning to your fighting stance. However, Hit seems more interested in his hand, again opening and closing it curiously. “What's so interesting? Shouldn't you keep your attention on the fight?”
“With this place, with these rules, I have had to reconsider some things.” the man says, almost not to you. “But, thanks to that, I now know how I will win.”
“Oh yeah? Then why don't you show me?” you ask, readying yourself for whatever trick he's got next. But then he's simply gone. You have time to blink before, all at once you feel like you've been hit hundreds of times by his powerful strikes, the wind knocked out of your lungs and your bells rang, falling disoriented and barely-conscious to land face-first on the arena tiles below.
“....egal to kill him, is...” you hear a voice faintly as the world swims around, the voice distorted beyond all recognition. What in the world happened?
“wo, three, four...!” another, different voice calls, it sounding different than the first one you'd heard. What in the world is going on, who is counting? Why are they counting, can't they just let you go back to sleep? But then, through the weird noises, a voice rings through loud and clear. One you recognize instantly.
“<span class="mu-s">KARN! GET UUUUP</span>!”
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