Fushigi Bushido Tournament

Welcome! To discover ZU's greatest bouter, i have put togeter this tournament; Fushigi Bushido! you must defeat your opponents in battle.
We need eight entrants, who will split into pairs. We will fight in pairs until we have 1 pair remaining, who will battle to become the champion.
Battles will be kept short and no more than 7 posts per pair.
Pairs will be notified through PM when their battle is allowed to start, when eight challengers agree the pairs will be posted at the bottom of this post.

Post your characters like so...

character: Drakorl
overall:III
strength:II
speed:III
magic:II
skill:III

Name: Drakorl (dray-korl)
Age: 16-17
Race: fallen angel (has wings but cannot fly)
Hair: blonde with red stripes
Weight: 95 kg
Eyes: bright blue

Weapons: magic staff is as light as wood but as solid as steel. Can be used to cast spells
Spell list
Lispexus: a stun spell not very powerful lasts until enemy is hit with any kind of attack.
Derivion: a powerful spell that uses the surroundings to disarm a foe.
also has a spell book to learn spells from.
Armor: none (offence is the best defense) just a white cloak and strong wings.
Personality: kind and helpful unless provoked has a bad temper and wont stop until someone gets hurt whether it be himself or someone else.
Bio:it was a bright day in the heavens but little did drakorl it would be his last. he woke as usual and put on a special white battling robe, today he was going to learn a new spell. he arrived at class in a large stone building with four pillars at the entrance. As he entered drakarl noticed that class had started and all his friends had been paired up together and he was stuck with Tyraphon his least favorite class mate. " today you will learn a disarming spell called Derivion, all of you i need you to lift your staffs and yell derivion at the same time" the class did as he said and at that moment walls started to move. Suddenly a brick flew straight at drakorl and knocked the staff right out of his hand. He spun around and glared at Tyraphon, he picked up his staff and stood still for a few seconds. The whole class wah staring at him awaiting a reaction, "LISPEXUS!" he yelled and a red beam of light flew out and hit Tyraphon in the middle of the chest, thud! he fell to the ground shaking. "OUT!" yelled the teacher "you are banished from here, get your things and we will have transport waiting. Drakorl was not one to argue, slowly he trotted to his room passing a staff room on the way. stealthily he darted in and took a spell book "this could be handy"....... A couple of hours later he was being helped up onto a unicorn named pharaphax and was on his way to earth. but he landed in the oddest of places on the foot of death mountain crator...."giddy up" he said and the unicorn trotted up to a strange cave. Drakorl hopped of and walked in and a great fairy said "i have been waiting for your arrival" and so begins the story of Drakorl..........

Challengers:
Quill-Drakorl
Mercutio-Veronica
Lioness- Amixeyla
LadyElvenarcher- Alys
Tamriel-kurtis
Sigve3- Siege
Kedisar- serj
Mgame88-tom

Ok here are the pairs but i will also PM you your challenger,

Kedisar vs LadyElvenarcher
Sigve3 vs Lioness
Mercutio vs Mgame 88
Quill vs Tamriel

I'm up for it... I'll be using Veronica, one of my newer characters.

Name: Veronica
Age: 16
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Weight: 41.1kg
Height: 5' ½'' (153.7cm)

Weapon: A baseball bat with the word "Mother******er" engraved into the side. He never really uses it for anything, just carries it around...

Personality: Depressed, ever since her boyfriend left her she's carried around a switch blade in his pocket. Suicide is constantly on her mind, day, and night.

Apperance: Dark black (Looks dark blue in sunlight) long hair, baggy pants, baggy jacket.

Bio:

Veronica was sitting on the park bench and holding a switchblade out in front of her in a trembling hand, and crying a lot. She was holding her baseball bat in her other hand. Her baseball bat said the word "mother******er" on the side, and it was her favorite possession. She never really did anything with it, though. She just carried it around. No one knew where she had ever found a baseball bat that said "mother******er" on it, and to the best of my knowledge, no one has ever found out. I keep meaning to do so, but I never get around to it. I'm like that with a lot of things, though.

"******," said Veronica.

"Stop it," said Kilo. She was sitting against the slide, right next to the bench.

"Don't tell me to stop it," said Veronica. Her eyes were full of tears. "What are you going to tell me? That it's my attitude that's the problem? That I need to change my ******ing outlook? I've heard all that bulls**t before!"

"And I've heard all this bulls**t before. Ronnie, you know you're not going to do it. Just stop it. No one's impressed."

Veronica jammed the switchblade into the park bench. "Well ****** you!" she screamed. "How do you know I'm not going to? I know I've done this a million times before, but this could be the time I actually do it. I could be at the breaking point."

"There is no breaking point," said Kilo.

"How the ****** would you know? You haven't been where I am!" Veronica pulled the switchblade out of the bench and slammed it in again. "Everyone always tells me it's not worth it." She sniffed and wiped her eye. "Everyone keeps telling me that life is worth it and all that bulls**t. ****** them, and if that's what you're going to do, **** you too. It's easy to say that s**t when you're not where I am."

"And where's that?" asked Kilo. She was only half listening, because she had her nose in a book. She always had her nose in a book, that Kilo. She was definately a bookworm, that's for sure. She read pretty good books, though, in my opinion. Right now, she was reading A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawking. One thing that can be said for Kilo is that she's extremely smart. She absorbs stuff like that like a sponge.

"My ******ing dad just tried to rape me," Veronica sniffled. "My ******ing dad! And my mum didn't care! She told me to calm down! ******! It's so easy for people like you, who have normal lives, to tell me life is worth living. It's so easy for you to say, 'Don't do it, Veronica!' because you'll go home after this and your mum will kiss you on the forehead and when your dad gets home he'll sit and watch TV or read a ******ing book or something, he won't try to rape you!"

Kilo sighed heavily, adjusted her glasses, and stood up. She walked over to the bench and sat next to Veronica. "Well," she said, "if you think it sucks to have a life like yours, go tell that to all the people who never got a chance to be born."

Veronica didn't reply.

"I mean, think about it," Kilo continued. "If your mum had ******ed someone else, then some other person would have been born. Why don't you go complain to the person who would have been born if your mum had ******ed that other guy? I'm sure they'll be really impressed with all your problems."

"****** you," said Veronica.

"You're not going to do it," said Kilo. "Put that stupid knife away."

Veronica sat there for a few minutes, and then threw the knife behind her. "****** you," she said.

Kilo got off the bench and went back to leaning on the slide, reading her book. Veronica sniffed a couple more times, changed her position to cross-legged, and put her head in her hands. She cried some more.

Needless to say, the next day, Veronica managed to drive her car into a service maintainance robot named Pregnant Assault Rat of Ultimate Destruction and Eternal Chaos whom is also known as God.

Overall: III
Strength: III
Speed: V
Magic: I
Skill: V

Hmm..I think I'll sign up for this. Using Amixeyla, my centaur...
ahem...

Name: Amixeyla

Age: around 500

Race: Centaur

Hair: Red

Eyes: Green

Weight: 500 kg (half horse ya know)

Hieght: 2 m

Weapon: Her hooves and her skills in magic. She masters the fire and earth elements. Her hooves are powerful. A kick can even send a goron flying.

Armor: Leaves from her forest, enchanted with fire power to create a strong armor that protects her human body.

Personality: She can be very fierce when it comes to it, but usually keeps a low profile. Her temper can change from one second to another.

Apperance: thanks to the fountain of youth, Amixeyla bears the apperance of a sixteen-year-old. This often fools her opponents. Her red hair goes down to her waist. Below that she is a bay mare.

Bio: At young age Amixeyla was chosen by her tribe to become one of the guardians to the fountain of youth. As the law said that the guardians were never to be seen she was trained in the art of magic. After a few years she was ready to guard the fountain. The years flew by, she reached adulthood at the age of 150. Thanks to the Fountain she never looked older than 16. Except for the years that she spent along with her partner. During this time she gave birth to two foals, both boys. Her sons had the color of hay, and were both quite strong in the art of magic, mostly in area including air.

She spent the years with them until they, themselves reached adulthood. They had not been chosen as guardians, even though they knew magic. So they soon left their mother and Amixeyla once again guarded the fountain. One day, 500 years from her birth an intruder, searching for the fountain, spotted her. Since she was not used to close up battle, the intruder soon gained the upper hand. She managed to win, but it was a close call.
Due to the ancient laws, she was then forced to leave the forest.

After that event, Amixeyla trained hard against other warriors, to gain knowledge in close range battle.

Notes: Amixeyla was born with the abbility to see magic energy. It sometimes aid her in battle as she then can predict the moves of magic-using foes.


OverAll Rank: IV
Strength: V
Speed: IV (If running in a straight line. She's not quick in turning)
Magic: III
Skill: IV

Oh, why not? I'll join, and I'll be using Alys, my Elven moon angel.

Name: Alys (ah-LEES)

Race: Elven moon angel

Age: Unknown

Height: 5' 9"

Weight: 135 pounds

Hair color: Silver

Eye color: Emerald green

Weapons: Alys wields her silver, crystal-topped Lunar Crescent Staff. She is able to channel the powers of Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Light, and Time through her Staff to attack her opponents and to defend herself. The Staff helps magnify the power of the elements; it is not necessary for her to channel. Alys can channel Fire, Wind, and Light easier than Water and Earth, and she is much stronger when channeling those three. Time is in the middle of the spectrum, but, out of all the elements, Time uses the most of Alys's strength. She will channel Time only in the direst of emergencies. Alys can also use her own body as a weapon in physical combat.

Armor: None

Personality: Alys is usually very calm and cool even in the midst of battle. She possesses the power to destroy, but she does have a soft spot for any living thing in need. She hardly ever has problems controlling her temper, and she is very modest in all that she does.

Appearance: Alys has silver hair that falls to the middle of her back. She has striking emerald-green eyes and smooth, pale skin. She has a lithe muscular body which can move with catlike grace. She possesses incredible reflexes and speed, but her light frame causes her to get knocked aside easily sometimes. Being an angel, she has wings composed of pure-white feathers, and her wingspan measures six feet in length.

Bio: Alys is the oldest of two children born to the king and queen of the Elven Realms of Valina. Her younger sister is named Sileya. Both of them are very skilled in combat and trained daily with their weapons of choice. Alys's favorite weapon is the stave, and she is very adept at wielding it. Alys often went into the forests to train alone, searching for opponents to test her skill with.

On one such occasion, when Sileya was accompanying her, they were attacked by a band of Human hunters who mistook them for their prey. Alys was instantly killed by an arrow that took her between her shoulder blades, but Sileya managed to escape with only an arrow in her upper left arm. With Alys dead, Sileya became the new heir to the throne of the Elven Realms.

Immediately after her death, Alys was summoned before the God of Creation and Truth, Jehovah. He granted her the status of a moon angel, the power of the elements, the Lunar Crescent Staff, and a task as a Guardian of Time. She was to watch over the inhabitants of Earth and make sure that none of them disrupted the flow of Time. She herself was given the ability to alter Time's flow, but she was instructed to never use it for her personal gain. If she did, she would immediately be punished and stripped of her powers as a Guardian of Time. From that moment and on through eternity, Alys serves Jehovah faithfully and follows His every command.

Character Rank:
Player: LadyElvenarcher
Overall Rank: V
Strength: III
Speed: IV
Magic: X
Skill: IV

Now, Alys's bio is going to change in the near future, but that's irrelevant to this fight right now...unless Kedisar decides to join...

Character:Siege
OverAll Ranking:IV
Strenght:IV
Speed:V
Magic(ships and such):V
Skill:IV

I'd like to be in! Unfortunately i can't finf my charcatr Siege in any of the character threads. You will get a pretty good idea of what he looks like in my intoduktory post.

Weapons:A regular buster(a type of arm cannon that you can make your hand transform into and charge up)Woth built-in mashine guns.
He can extract beam claws from his right hand and his left hand already has claws.He has a large variety of battle chps with diffenent efects and a long tail with a razor-sharp tip.

I thought you could need to know about his weapons as all of them wont be int he introduktory posts.

He's a robot if you wondered!

Name: Serj Aqijahn
Age: 26
Race: Human (Nano-enhanced)
Sex: Male
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Weight: 51 kg
Height: 1.7 meters

Weapon: Nanotech Flange:2 Arm-Rifle, .45 Auto Glock pistol, Nanotech Vital:5 Electronic Disabler (Head-Mount)
Armor: Carbon-fiber skeleton with a neutronium core, no external armor.
Abilities:
Nilpain Flexjoints
These are specially crafted joint hinges for Serj's bone structure. They alow unnatural swiveling, tilting, pivoting, allowing disolcations to not be a problem. They are also painless and grant immense speed, flexibility, and strength.
Neutronium Core Skelestructure
The core of Serj's carbonfiber-steel bones is created from compacted neutrons, similar to that found in a neutron star. This material, while stronger than any metal, is so exorbitantly heavy that the core of his bones is only a millameter in diameter.
Automated Antiprojectile Defense System (AADS)
This is an array of small laser-sighted structures that are implanted in the pores of Serj's skin. They are millions of tiny cameras that analyze fast-moving projectiles (i.e. bullets) and automaticly cause Serj to dodge. The reflex is so instant that Serj can dodge a gunshot from as close as 10 feet.

Personality: Confused, bewildered, agitated. Serj is constantly tormented by not knowing his true nature, and having the burden of such power upon him.
Appearance: Arabic ethnicity, however, no facial hair. His hair is tangled, long and hangs down to his shoulders. Serj usually wears steet clothes or urban apparel I will get around to drawing him...
Bio: Serj is a nano-engineered Iranian government experiment to create a unit that would assassinate and then destroy itself without a trace. Serj's project was canceled after a political group exposed that the government was seeking new ways to assassinate. However, Serj's creator was too proud of his "golem" to have it destroyed, so he programmed it a humanoid personality, erased its memory, and let it loose in neighboring Iraq. He claimed to have exterminated Serj to the government, and they believed him.

Serj became a security worker at a restaurant in Baghdad. Serj's creator had programmed false memories into Serj; therefore Serj did not question his past in the least. However, a flaw in Serj's design left him with the ability to have an unlimited short-term memory, meaning Serj could perform supernatural feats of memorization.

The restaurant where Serj worked at was bombed by a terrorist. Serj was the only person who was outside at the time of the bombing. He correctly identified to the police the bomber to exact details of facial hair, ear shape, and eye color. The police tested Serj by driving him down a highway and having Serj repeat every model, license plate, and color of each car that passed. Three hours later, he repeated the list of 124 cars perfectly.

This raised enormous question in Iraq: no human could have this mental power! Eventually, the Iranian government realized that Serj was, in fact, the nano-enhanced assassin that they had created.

Player: Kedisar
Character: Serj Aqijahn
OverAll Rank: V
Strength: X
Speed: V
Magic: I
Skill: IV


I'm in.

Okay, good, I don't have to change Alys's bio, yet. Yay!

Yeah, Serj is just so damn bad-ass that I couldn't resist. ^_^

Name: Kurtis Nightshield
Age: 26
Race: Elf
Sex: Female
Hair: Long dark brown with silver stripes reflecting the moonlight
Eyes: Emerald green
Weight: 47 kgs
Height: 6’3”

Weapons: the “Narahan”: a long sword named after her father to help her remember his vengeful spirit
Bow and arrow: the natural weapon of the elves and Kurtis is no exception
Armour: “Nightshield”: medium sized shield covered with the emblem of her family passed down from mother to daughter and never failing to protect the lives of the bearer
Backplate: a simple metal backplate made of several parts for flexibility but strong enough to withstand most unexpected attacks
Magic: Slowfalling: an old magic taught to younger ones of the wood to stop injuries as they move through trees, Kurtis has developed this spell to hold her body and prevent falling when needed
Calm Mind: used to slow down and think straight when in the midst of a battle. Helps to strike back quickly and almost slow time when combined with concentration

Personality: Sharp, witty and evil in all respects, this girl will leave you out to dry with quick, well placed comments and perceptions and then make sure everyone knows it!
Apperance: Picture attached doesn’t contain backplate or colour but is fairly close (She might or might not wear a cloak)

Bio: Kurtis grew up in the woods in a small community of elves like herself. It was quickly established that she had some advanced skills but it wasn’t until they were attacked that it showed. A pack of wolves attacked the encampment one night. It was raining which made it impossible for the elves to hear them coming.
It was Kurtis’ father (Narahan) who first saw them coming and he grabbed the two youngest children closest to him and jumped for the trees. The other adults quickly followed suite and as the wolves entered the clearing the ones unable to fight (including Kurtis) were safe from harms way. The first wolf leapt forward and out of nowhere Kontra (the community’s leader at the time) was holding a sword and the wolf fell to the ground.
The other wolves took this as their queue to attack.
The elves fought as they had perfected over the centuries and wolf after wolf fell without a single elf getting so much as a scratch. The battle lasted only minutes and just as it all quietened down, two final wolves leapt from the darkness. The first was only centimetres away from Narahan when Kurtis’ flew out of nowhere and knocked the wolf to the ground. The second wolf leapt at Kurtis but in a strange use of slowfall she stopped just above the wolf and dug a dagger deep into it.
The body of the second wolf fell to the ground but the first was already up again and it bowled Narahan over. Three arrows were loosed instantly and the wolf slumped over dead but it had managed to get a claw into Narahan’s neck and he died shortly after.
Kurtis’ mother brought her up by herself with the help of the other leaders but Kurtis never forgave herself for letting her father down. She trained night and day, timing herself up trees and practising simple combos over and over again until she could do them with such accuracy and speed that she became a force to be reckoned with.
Around twelve years after Narahan had died, Kutis’ mother died as well during a raid by a human party from the local town. Although 14 others died in the attack, the community couldn’t help but feel sadness for Kurtis who had lost all family (she had had no brothers or sisters). She took to her own after that, learning to live with nothing except her weapons, clothes and memories. Learning how to feed herself, mend herself and amuse herself took time but around one and a half years after leaving she was living normal life besides her self exclusion.
She roams the forests and rarely goes near settlements except when food is running scarce and the only way to get some is to fight for it.

Overall: III
Strength: II
Speed: IV
Magic: II
Skill: II

I want to join as well. I counted only 5 people are in so far.

Name- Tom Rodriguez
Age- 15
Race- Human/Werewolf
Height- 6'0"
Weight- 160
Eyes- Human: Brown Wolf: Red
Hair- Human: Black Wolf: Silver-blue

Garbs- Long, black jacket that covers weapons, blue pants and light blue shirt underneath jacket

Weapon of choice- Sword
Other Weapons- 2 pistols, an M16, and lots of different explosives

Personality- An all around nice guy. He laughs at anything and is always willing to make friends. Honor is his life. He doesn't like people who have no honor. He is not afraid to rise to any challenge, even if he knows it is to much for him.

Bio- Tom wishes he could change his past. His brother was killed right in front of him. He couldn't take the grief of his family so he left them. Tom's brother made Tom's sword for him just before he died. Tom became interested in making things to get back at the man who killed his brother. He made 2 pistols, his M16, and a bullet that allows him to change into his werewolf form whenever he uses it. Tom was going to kill the man but the only thing that stopped him was the tears of the man's wife and child. Tom promised he would never make a girl cry again so he always helps them. Tom made explosives later in his life to deal with tough fights. His kind heart makes it easy for him to fall for girls. Tom fights to take his mind off of thinking about himself.

ok i have posted your pairs and sent you all messages and now it is time for our first battle. uhm lets see, ok Sigve3 vs Lioness. Let the battle begin.

Wait! Where the heck are we? We need an arena or sumptin!

LOL i knew i should have put in a place but i decided against it. Ok the battles will take place in Fushigi stadium (origonal eh?) it is a stadium similar to the colluseum with a steadier structure, there are no trap doors or sand traps. The ground is made of dirt and it is solid. Four pillars in each corner of the stadium and 6 metre high walls.
Ok any more questions

Nope now i sattisfied! THeres an audience right? Anywayz I'ma have one in this fight.

ic:
The audiences screams and whisteling where heard all over the arena as the large wodden doors on the rohern side slammed upen as a gargantuan shape appeared in it.
It looked like a large metalic demon with it sharp fangs,skull-like face,long metalic hair and a whip like tail with a razor sharp tip that he swinge frosiusly as he entered thre arena.
The feet were clawed,the chest looked like a ribcage and the lower arms were much larger than the upper and looked almost like barrels.
The crowd was getting even more exsited as several roccket were fired by Siege and exploed in mid-air high above the arena.

The doors on the other side opened.

Amixeyla entered the arena. Her hooves stirred up dust as she moved towards her opponent. The wooden doors slammed shut behind her, and the crowd watching roared.
She smiled, they were expecting a great battle and she wouldn't dissappoint them.
She eyed Siege, the one she had been told to battle.
His metal tail swept back and fourth. He was as ready as she was.


OoC: Sorry, but I have no idea what that Siege of yours can do. You don't have any better profile on him?

Doesn't my the list of his weapons I posted giving you an idea of what he can do? Eh..Well I guess i can begin!

ic:
"Let's get this over with!" Sieges loud metalic voice roared.
"Let's." Amixeyla said.
She galloped at Siege while she sharged up some fire magic.
Siege ran towards her as he shifted into a red color sheme and charged his buster.
When they both where close to each other the both fired a storm of fire at each other at once.
Amixeyla got burnt but Siege kept moving towards her through the thick smoke that the fire had created.
He swiped by her and dragged his razor sharp claws after her side and stopped about ten metres behind her.
AS the smoke laid she looked at her right side she discovered three deep bleeding streek going after her side.
She turned around and looked at Siege who pointed both his busters and a couple of mashine guns that sat ont he end of his tail at her.


ooc:Its short I know,But I don't know that mutch about Amixeyla either.

Siege fired all his weapons , and the female centaur had a hard time dodging them. Using her magic she created an earth barrier as protection. The bullets from Siege's machine gun bounced of the green shimmering surface of her shield and landed on the ground.

The robot's busters was tougher to avoid. Both of them made large holes in Amixeyla's shield and wounded her badly.
She was bleeding from various places on her body and the pain
was more than she could stand.

The Centaur changed the direction of the magic flows in her body and put them on healing her, instead of battle.
While doing this she would indeed be weaker, but if she didn't heal herself the robot would surely win.

Amixeyla charged at Siege, he fired of his busters once again but she managed to avoid them this time. The female Centaur got up to Siege, rose to her hindlegs and slammed down hard on him.

He fell backwards with huge dents in his metal chest.
She used her hooves to deliver yet another blow, this time to his head. She crushed the left side of the skull and wires shot out small electric sparks as they were ripped apart.

Siege got up,sparks flying from where his left eye had been.
"It seems you made some damage! But that eye was pretty wortless anyhow! This on is much better!!" Siege said as his eye turned half-way around and he got into a defensive posision.
With a the sound of vents opening large amounts of dark smoke emerged from his arms.
It filled the arena.
"Fool! Now none of us can see!" Amixeyle screamed inbetween heavy coughing.
"Wrong!"
Amixeyla got smashed to the side by a huge wave of fire that burnt her seriusly.
"YOU can't see!" Siege said as he raised his tail above the grouning Amixeyla that was groaning,while lying on the ground.
Witha swift movement the tail had droppedd and stabbed her sevral times in the sida and in the legs.
A crackling like from elektrisity anda groaning was heard.
When the smoke disapeared Siege with a damged head and some bucklus on hsi chest was standing next to Amixeyla who was lying on the ground,bleeding heavily and groaning with strange elctric rings around her legs.
Siege abcked offa bit while he charged his buster and pointed it and the mashinguns in his tail at Amixeyla.

Amixeyla was in great pain. The robot's last attack
had been unexpected and she was loosing blood fast.
She tried to get up, but something held her down.
She didn't know what it was, but she didn't like it. On top of everything Siege stood pointing his stupid machinegun at her.

The Centaur let her magic flows return to normal. That would mean no more healing, which was something she really needed. but she had to get rid of this robot first.
Siege had of some reason not fired yet. She wondered why,
maybe he enjoyed the feeling of power?
It was of great use for her in any way.

Amixeyla created a small fireball that danced in her right palm.
She threw it at Siege and it hit his broken skull. It entered the hole and smoke began coming out from it.
The robot's head slowly heated up and he lost focus on Amixeyla. She used all her strenght and broke the electric rings that had kept her down and heaved herself up to standing.

Once again she changed the magic flows in her body and she began heling. Siege was busy putting out the fire inside him, so the Centaur had a good chance of recovering. The healing magic sent a sweet sensation down her spine and she almost laughed as she watched her wounds close up and heal.

As soon as she was healed enough to continue she let her flows go back to normal. By this time the fire she had created was reduced to small puffs of white smoke, but at least she had managed to hurt Siege.

Siege looked at the now fully healed Amixeyla and inspekted his own damage.
"Hrrm....I wish I didn't get programmed not to kill! Well...Since just almost killing you isn't good..."
Some kind of ship suddenly appeared. He put it in a hole on teh side of his buster and was activated.
Sieges damaged wires reconnected and the bucckled and destroyed metl reformed.
"I guess we're back on square one!"