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SamJaz roared, swinging an arm wildly at the Phantom. While the blow missed by a large margin, it tore through the enchantments around him like they were nothing. The infection seemed to spread, SamJaz's mere presence seemed to eat magic, ki, spiritual pressure, any sort of fantastic was denied by this current form, and his hands could tear through concrete.

He was hunched over, growling like he was some sort of animal. He snarled at the Phantom, glaring at him to assert his dominance, but his rampage seemed to be stayed at the moment.

Meanwhile, the other creatures seemed to reconsider their rapid retreat. Maybe they had an opening to attack the strange beast?

A dark elf threw a flaming spear at SamJaz, who caught it before it collapsed into dust.

All magic would be powerless in stopping this embodiment of rage.

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The stone club crashed against Gen’s guard, and bounced back as the sound of stone pounding metal filled the platform. Not losing a second the Hot-Blooded Boxer charged forward and with the side of his face almost touching the next attack from the grey skinned monster, a brutish punch with his free hand, Gen reached to him with a lighting fast combination, a precise jab to the nose, a powerful left cross to the temple and a massive uppercut to the chin, knocking the monster down. Not stopping there he aimed to a cluster of enemies and used his Raijin Step with a faint sonic boom following him. In a split second he was in front of most of them, except one or two that were closing in Yei, and without doubting for a second he unleashed the combo technique Raijin Jab Hurricane, using the momentum from his sudden dash to increase the damage of his regular Ghost Jab Hurricane.

Thanks to his makeshift gauntlets he didn’t injured his hands as he usually did while using this technique and 5 of the grey skinned beast fell with bruises all over the body and a lot of crushed bones. The Brawler from Tokyo was ready to make his next move when his intuition warned him about something, turning around he saw Samjaz sinister transformation and intuitively his smile got wider –Seems that key-aniki was holding back in our last fight, I think I should ask him for a rematch- But that moment of inner reflexion took his toll, as one of the beast he knocked down sneaked to his back and pummeled him with a stone axe. Gen went flying sideways and started to fall, luckily his reflexes kicked in and he grabbed from the ledge of the platform

-Hey ninja-chan, give me a hand or I’ll get roasted- shouted Gen barely gripping to the stone ledge

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SamJaz roared, lunging forward to smash their skulls together, arms spread wide as he charged.

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In a whirlwind of Darkness, SamJaz wasn't there, and then he was, tearing chunks out of the Phantom's throne of cards- which was rapidly falling.

His hands operated far faster than human hands should, a flurry of bestial rage that ate at the phantom's magic.

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SamJaz screeched, crawling out of the crater he'd been forced into, before whimpering as he nursed his bloody head, his eyes returning back to the normal brown as he touched his own wound.

"What the..." He asked himself, lowering his hand before letting out another bloodcurdling roar, his eyes flaring back into their bloody red, wounds closing up as he burst into the air, screeching as he tore chunks of stone from the wall and hurled them at the phantom.

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Gen was still shocked by the teleportation and his reaction time dropped down, but the moment Samjaz was aiming to throw chunks of stone wall, the Hot-Blooded Boxer got his senses back and his grin widened once again – I think I’m going to have this fight much sooner that what I expected- Gen whispered just before using the Raijin Step to land right beside the key-blade wielder-Get your **** together aniki! And clench your fangs! - The Battle Chasing Brawler threw a massive haymaker to the unguarded cheek of Samjaz, hoping to knock some senses back on him. He was ready to follow up with a jab, a cross, and uppercut and to end an overcut. His body was completely surrounded with Spirit so he was ready to make some real damage, even if he hoped that his attacks wouldn’t be as effective as he expected them to be. The Brawler from Tokyo completely and utterly ignored Phantom attempt to reconcile with Samjaz, Gen thought that the simpler the solution the faster the recovery and he didn’t knew a solution simpler than slugging things up. He was so into the attack that he didn’t even noticed the illusion casted by Phantom as he rushed with a Slasher Smile.

Gen wasn’t a very friendly guy, but he usually considered those who battled him and gave a good enough fight comrades

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SamJaz was out cold, on the floor. The mist dissipated, his hair and eyes trurned to normal, and the stairway down to the fourth floor opened up.

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Revitalised, SamJaz jumped to his feet. "WHOOO!" He shouted. "Yes, awesome. I got healed and I didn't do it. What happened while I was out and why does everyone look like they crapped a brick?"

This was when SamJaz noticed that his hands were drenched in blood.

Then he saw the hand-shaped holes in the walls.

He put two and two together.

"Alright, explanation." He decided. "Under a hell of a lot of stress, I have drive former based on suppressed parts of my Psyche. You just fought Thanatos, the fastest and weakest one. He's also the stupidest, and the only one you can't talk to. If I ever do that again, point me at the other guys and stay the hell back, then throw a chunk of meat at me when you want me to calm down. When I'm distracted, grab my arm and shove my hand into my face for a few seconds. Probably should have told you about that earlier, but I honestly didn't think that was going to happen. My bad, I'll buy everyone lunch later."

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Samjaz was on the floor after the first three punches –Well that was anticlimactic- said Gen with a disappointed look on his face while he cleaned the makeshift gauntlets on of the defeated enemies. Frost Wolf got moved nearby and healed with some kind of magic –That’s pretty useful, I’ll ask my sensei if I can do anything similar with my Fighting Spirit- the Hot-Blooded Boxer heard Samjaz explanation and watched how the next flight of stairs was available. Most of the monsters in this level ran away after witnessing the display of power that Samjaz demonstrated. Thus Gen was even more disappointed hoping to find a real fight next floor.

The Hot-Blooded Boxer rushed down the staircase, getting ahead of the others. Each step he moved down the place grew darker, until he reached the end of the stairs, were the whole room was pitchblack. He could sense that something was hiding in the dark, but he never expected what was that. A sound started raising it’s volume and sounded all over the place. Flickering lights started to descend from a metallic rig in the ceiling, getting closer to the floor, slowly illuminating by a split second each time, the obstacles in this floor. A mix between dance floor and Japanese garden filled up with ninjas using black outfits that had pyschodelic paint on them that only was visible for a split second each time the black lights flashed. The music was now roaring.

The room had to be forcibly roamed on land, as the rig for the lights stopped any attempt of flying, a voice boomed from the amplifiers to all the newcomers –WELCOME TO THE RAVE OF A HUNDRED NINJAS! IF YOU WANT TO GO TO THE NEXT LEVEL YOU HAVE TO TAKE THE KEY FOR DJ HANZO- a beacon of light showed the location, in the other side of the room, of a tower like structure, disguised as a Sakura tree, with the DJ box up there. The music kept playing with intensity and the ninjas, only visible under the split second of black light charged towards the group. –This is what I wanted!- Shouted Gen as he punched the first ninja that came towards him and prepared to block a blade from the second with his gauntlets

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SamJaz laughed, switching the keychain on his keyblade back to the standard Kingdom Key form. Oh, Yei was gonna love this.

As for how to proceed, it was an interesting situation for SamJaz. He had to take a key to win. Not unlock the door, something he could always do, but actually retrieve a physical key from someone else.

Ninja's began to surround Gen as one fell to his fist and another's blade was blocked by his gauntlet'd fist. Twelve remained a good distance away and began launching shot-glass shurike,- bladed glasses each carrying an intoxicating liquor that, if not getting you wasted, will certainly sting like crap as they pour into your wounds.

SamJaz went for a different strategy. Banishing his keyblade, he weaved past the first wave of ninja and began dancing towards the tree, covering his face with the black bandages he'd used to treat his head injuries. What with the multicoloured blood already sprayed onto his clothing, he should fit right in with the party folk.

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Gen was in paradise with a smile that could scare of a monster, dozens of slashes and small streams to blood coming out of them covered his body, but he was happy. Some mindless fighting was what he needed, and this Rave Ninjas were providing more than enough enjoyment. - ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA- The Hot-Blooded Boxer shouted as he punched shinobi to submission, thanks to his skills to detect fighting spirit, even crude as his, he could focus on the enemy location even with the flickering lights and laser show that polluted the line of sight of anybody in this floor. Piles of wounded ninjas were forming around him as he gleefully roared with each punch, sometimes even using a much more old-school –CHESTO!- to remark each punch that threw a ninja like a projectile to his charging comrades. Gen didn’t even bothered to move towards the DJ booth, he was having too much fun, even if he was getting more wounds with each moment that passed, he smiled with sinister joy and a red, bloodthirsty glow in his eyes.

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Samjaz laughed, dropping the dance and walking nonchalantly to the speakers. The whole rave was focused almost entirely on the beast that was Gen. He had to have taken, what, forty-seven down now?

And Yei was headed for the DJ. This wouldn't take long at all.

There was only one thing left for SamJaz to do.

Summoning his keyblade, SamJaz plunged it deep into the speaker, somehow not affecting the bassline it pumped out, until he turned the key.

With a click, the whole song changed key, and increased in tempo.

Samjaz grinned, then began making subtle movements with his hands on the keyblade's handle, an intricate dance that controlled the whole club's sound system.

DJ Hanzo was not in control anymore.

These disks were being ridden by a new jokey.