The Quincy dusted himself off as he stood up and looked at this man. Clearly the two were just about even in any way one could think of. There was only one minor exception that the dark clad man came up with: this guy's skin was hard as diamond. A minor difference, yes, but a difference all the same. That one measly strength gave this man a minor advantage.

Monroe turned his hand so his palm faced up and opened his hand. His bow became a flash of neon green for a moment before it seemed to be absorbed into his glove. "No sense trying to put distance between us or wasting time playing cat and mouse with you. If we're gonna fight, we're gonna fight like men, right?" the dark clad man asked as he started walking towards the "perfect" assassin.

Derrik followed suit and walked towards the Quincy without any real hesitation. "I've got no objection to that," the white clad man commented as the two stood a few inches apart. The fingers of Monroe's left, gloved hand cracked as he balled his hand into a fist and threw a punch. The perfect human followed suit and threw his own punch.

Both recoiled as their punch connected with the other's face, pushing them back slightly. The Enhanced human slid his right foot back to brace himself as he threw a punch with his right fist, connecting to the Perfect human's face and pushing him sideways. Derrik didn't hesitate long as he shifted forwards threw a powerful uppercut that that caused the dark clad man to stumble backwards to the chin.

"Enough," the Quincy muttered as he spun around and drove his foot into the white clad man's sternum and pushed him slightly off the ground and slightly backwards. "I'm gonna bring you down. Not sure how yet, but by the time we're done, you'll regret having fought me again!" A powerful punch from Monroe's left fist drove into Derrik's abdomen and pushed him slightly farther back.

As the perfect assassin's body lowered, the dark clad man made his move. Quickly spinning around, the man delivered a powerful roundhouse kick to the man and sent him flying through the wall of a house around where they were fighting. The Quincy watched the hole in the house with keen eyes, waiting for the man to emerge. "You can come out when you're ready. I know you're not dead, but still, that was a shocker, right?!" the Enhanced human called with a smile and a hint of mocking in his voice.

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Zachary continued to dash off, heading for the outskirts of the city. As well as the ice mage knew, Tsuukai was easily strong enough to fight on par with Zorlo, so the thought that someone that powerful was watching over his fight with another man not nearly that powerful sent a small wave of fear down his spine. The Replicator held a pair of Metalloid Ice short swords, still warming up and preparing to use his real weapons shortly.

The Archmage of Wind continued to float along and almost fly slightly off the ground as the two continued to move. "Far enough!" the mage said as a pata sword formed of ice on his right arm and struck at the red haired warrior. The amateur sorcerer slid to a stop and blocked the strike with the flat of his sword and found himself being mildly pushed back as the strike hit.

"Far enough?" the Replicator asked as he leapt back and held his swords firmly as he smiled at Kaze.

"Far enough," the man said as he snapped his fingers and a bolt of lightning shot down from the sky crashing upon the amateur sorcerer.

The lightning bolt cracked as it struck something, but the ice mage stood up and uncrossed his ice blades and looked at the mage. "Your magic is pretty good. That lightning blast would have caused some real damage if I hadn't been paying attention, but don't think that lightning will work against my ice weapons," the ice mage stated as he crossed his swords and smiled.

"Let's go!" Zachary commented as he moved forwards and slashed his right sword quickly at Kaze, intent on seeing how strong this man really was.

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Much thanks to Silver for the sweet UBW Sig. ^_^ R.I.P D.o.C. (11/15/1992-1/5/2008)
Zorlo , Zachary Leos, Monroe Vossler, Emile Velos, Luca
I have no regrets, this is my only path.
My whole life was "Unlimited Blade Works."