" @cly said:lol" @Tempest: Draws his legs back, torques his body into a mid-air spin, and lands on the thrust, sliding down it with his bare feet. :D "......I have no idea what you just did there o_O "
He stood, there, not attempting to dodge as Cly had dealt out the attacks. Each slash appeared to hit him, but didn't hurt him. The rider wondered how this was possible, but felt better when his hand grabbed Yashina's neck and took him down to the ground. When the knight had told him to drop his sword, he did it without a second thought, saying, "Fine, this is boring any way." He watched the white katana slip out of his fingers, and hit the ground. The rider's eyes widened. "No sword should be brought that low." As he finished his statement, he noticed that something was very wrong.
Out of his peripheral vision, he saw black flames, burning all the buildings around him. Consuming glass, pavement, and steel, these flames must have been very hot. Beneath him, pinned down to the ground, Yashina melted. At once Cly knew it was trap, as he heard his foe's voice in his right ear, "Gotcha!"
KABOOM! The street, and the area around the two fighters exploded. There was not time to escape. Out of reflex, he curled up. His exposed skin was ripped off from the explosion, which included his back, and the uncovered parts of his arms and legs. Landing to the ground with perfect balance, he stood, bleeding all over, many of his muscles exposed and burned. Beneath his feet, the road that he was standing on was crumbled badly, unable to be driven on by a street car.
Glow! Narrowing his eyes, he saw a glowing ring around him. Hearing Yashina's voice, not sure if he was really there, almost as if he was a ghost, the fiend said, "HAAAA, you fell right into my trap!!" Hearing what could either be a ritual or spell in a different language, a large, black tornado spawned right where the knight stood. Surprised by the strange attack, Cly soon saw that his vision went red, his ears failed to pick up a single sound, and the city around them was gone, destroyed, with no signs of any people, including Yashina himself. What is this?
A sound, the only sound he could hear, was his voice. Speaking to him, he immediately found that even though this voice sounded just like his, it was nothing more than some trickery. Quicky reaching for his Teku communicator, he manually pressed a distress signal. In seconds, he heard a feminine voice in his head. >>Your mind is under some sort of spell.<< She, knowing very well how his mind was suppose to function, cleansed it. Thanks.
Everything that he had seen had been an illusion, besides the explosion. Facing Yashina, he smiled. "Mind games don't work on me." He eyed Yashina's dropped sword on the ground. Extending the tip of Valor out, he flicked it upward, the white katana spinning through the air, and caught it. "I think you dropped this." Cly tossed his foe's sword back toward him.
Sheathing his sword, he knealt down on his knees, and closed his eyes. Blackened muscle tissue became a healthy color. Skin began to crawl over his exposed muscle. Minimal bleeding now, he waited for Yashina's attack. "Come."
" @Sonata: I know I have many ways I could have stopped the move, moving Cly was what came to mind, but I will edit if he does not want me to, though I'm fairly sure he would want me to. "I really didn't expect to be saved, lol. Thanks. :D
" @cly: Do I need to pop in to save you now? :p "Actually already saved for the time being. :D