"Through a wall, your tactics never change," He commented from the dark dust filled hole he was in, "Let us finish what we could not last time," Charging forward as dust flew off his suite from the remains of the wall, he stayed low to the ground. When he got close enough, he attempted to use his low position to attack with an uppercut palm strike with his right hand, however the other grabbed Derricks wrist with his right before it could connect, 'predictable," Derrick muttered grabbing the other man's wrist with the same hand and twisting his arm, while pushing down on the man's head with the other; all of which where sued to propel the Quincy's face into Derrick's well time knee.

Monroe's Head whip lashed backwards giving Derrick an opportunity to deliver a satisfying kick to the gut. As the man went flying through the air, Derrick took flight over him, aiming his knee down as he fell. The Quincy landed and saw the attack, quickly rolling away from what would have been devastating knee. As Derrick removed his knee from the hole in the roof he created, Derrick had a chance to get to his feet, delivering a swift boot to the head knocking Derrick over but not down; the White clad assassin you see sued the momentum to back handspring onto his feet.

The Two ended up staring each other down, a little blood rolling down both of their mouths, and while neither would admit it one could clearly see the hint of a smile on their faces as the battle intensified.

Monroe mad the neck move, charging forward. However, at the last second the Quincy leaped over the man and twisted in the air to face him. The move would be for naught as Derrick saw the plan and delivered a kick as the man's feet hit the ground sending him sliding towards the edge. As the quincy tried to regain his balaence as he teetered on the edge of the building, the white clad clone moved forward in an attack.

The Quincy would have none of it, ducking the punch and grabbing the man's arm, he threw the perfect human as hard as he could off the building and through the wall of the building across the street.

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"Playing for real?" Kaze smiled as he easily blocked the man's replica blade with his own Pata ice creation, "Well Then let's Get This Show On The Road!" No hesitation was in the Man's cloudy Grey eyes as he pushed the blade aside and lunged forward.

The Ice innate pushed the blade to the side with one of his weapons, and with a fantastic looking twisting move slashed on the other side. it was not to be as the blade was harmlessly blocked by Kaze's wind shield. Less than a heart beat late, Kaze's free hand was pointing at the innate's face, and as to be expected from a mage a sharp ice arrow blasted forth towards Zachary.

Zach easily side stepped the first attack, but was forced to retreat several yards as more ice spears, as well as wind blades, came flying at him from all directions. While Zach was clearly a better's swords man, and hand to hand fighter, the points went to Kaze when it came down to magical prowess.



Elsewhere Tsuukai was sitting cross legged in the air, his eyes closed. With his second sight he watched Zach and Kaze go at it-as he was unable to read Monroe or Derrick due to their lack of magic-. Tsuukai was not very interested though, when it came down to it neither could match the master of Shadows on the Terms of Physical powers, or magic talents. Something was missing, the Dome would not let him off this easy.


Edit: HH! SEE THAT LAST PARAGRAPH! Get your bozos out here so Tsuukai can have some fun slaughtering them, savvy?

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