Kenshiro vs. Kano Kirishima -MB Title Match Pt. 5-

[Balmung Misaki III]

Kenshiro frowned at Neblim as he took a deep breath, his arm suddenly bulged with power as it broke the chain wrapped around his bicep. Grabbing what was left of the chain, Kenshiro tugged fiercely as tossed his nunchaku up and grabbed them in his left hand, twirling it for a moment before bringing it down on Neblim's head.

Free from the constraints of Neblim's weapon, Kenshiro grabbed both rods and began to twirl the nunchaku around his body at an incredible speed, intending to smash them all over Neblim's head and body.

"ATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!"

[Grey Fox]

Neblim was tempted to smile at the breaking of the chain, but he realized, he'd been doing it far too often recently.
As the nuchuku started what would become a lethal speed of rotation, Neblim substituted part of his temporarily mana powered strength with a trick that hand worked awfully well before in a more pressing situation. He launched a second quick strike to the golgi tendon in Kenshiro's arm to loosen his grip, it would jerk his hands open and relax the muscles to significantly lower the effort needed to hyper extended and even tear the muscle apart completely. Neblim didn't need to now that the staff had been broken, but nonetheless he could even the field. Metal cut through air and the sweet sound rang through the air again the blade of Neblim flew towards him and into his hand, which guided it swiftly and decisively to the chain that bound the rods together, and the last surge of the reservoir energy traveled through his blade, blasting he ground to scatter the rods. One fell to the bottom of the pool and the other flew up and out of sight into the crowd.
Neblim shot Kenshiro an indignant look as he managed to clasp his hands again
"I thought you wanted to fight evenly." He said plainly

[Sakurazaki]

Muscles relaxed and fingers sprang open as the Staff was released and the nunchuku fell to the floor.

Considered an autohit. Please revise. Only Bal can decide if the nunchuku are hit or not.

[Z]

[Besides autohit... the ability to control your opponent's actions also seems like cheating

Plus you could have blocked the attack using a number of other ways... Edit please!]

[Sakurazaki]

GF, honestly I think that power is a bit too...powerful. And it's somewhat marionetting. The words "it would" would mean "Hey this is what's going to happen." It's definite.

[Balmung Misaki III]

(Since I know you probably have no intention of editing further, I'll continue in my own way)

Kenshiro frowned at the man as he brought his thumb up and wiped the tip of his nose, as he looked at the being before him. This wouldn't be a quick fight, yet he would not allow himself to be defeated by such a person.

"Your certainly full of techniques, and powerful in your own right." Kenshiro said quietly, his eyes closing for a moment. "But Hokuto Shin Ken cannot be defeated." he stated as he opened his eyes.

Hopping up and down Kenshiro began to find a rhythm once again as he let his body move with the gravity of his jumps. Landing in place, Kenshiro widened his stance and brought up his arms in a fighting pose.

"AHHHHHHHH" he cried out as his fighting aura enveloped him.

Bringing up his leg, Kenshiro unleashed a flurry of over a hundred kicks at Neblim, not bothering to aim at the pressure points. He wouldn't allow this opponent to get away with small things, he would show him just how far the abilities of Hokuto Shin Ken could go.

[Grey Fox]

"You're certainly full of techniques, and powerful in your own right."
Neblim snapped to guard, this had to be a distraction so he had to protect against another crack fist/foot.
"But Hokuto Shin Ken cannot be defeated."
Neblim met his opponents eyes again and watched as he began hopping up and down in a natural unstructured rhythm that Neblim followed with a tapping of his left.
Ta-TaTaTa-TaTaTa-Ta-Ta-Ta
"I don't need to defeat you"
Ta-TaTaTa-TaTaTa-Ta-Ta-Ta
"I only need to fight you."
Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-TaTaTaTa-Ta-Ta
"Your defeat comes at the hands of another, this won't be over quickly."
Neblim's response was a flurry of jabbing and sweeping kicks.
He brought his defense up and blocked the odd sweep and re-directed a few jabs but other wise the strikes struck all of the non-essential points, all of the undefended points. Neblim focused his Mana again for another support spell, he couldn't reply on the hosts level of geomancy this far into the fight anymore. Instead he took what seemed to be about the hundredth kick, he hadn't been counting. Neblim accepted the kick to his leg and leaned forwards to let it left him head over heels, but graciously so. He angled his roll as he gathered a burst of low level wind energy into his left fist compressing the air into a dense ball then slammed his right hand to grab Kenshiro's right arm as he rolled to the side of him and then fired the air projectile point blank into the back of the exposed elbow.

[Balmung Misaki III]

Kenshiro watched in shock as Neblim flipped over him, the projectile of air flying toward his arm. He had hoped it wouldn't come to this, yet after watching his opponents movements, he couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness and sorrow at having to fight such a confused being. This sadness began to show in his eyes, as his eyes began to give off a blue light.
It was at that moment, that Kenshiro changed somehow, as if a trick of the light, it seemed as if another person was in his place, but only for an instant as the being yelled.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Suddenly, an explosion enveloped the two covering more then 32 meters in length and diameter, seemingly catching Neblim in full impact as well as Kenshiro. Rubble flew everywhere as smoke began to rise, and Kenshiro stood there, gasping for breath. What had happened?

[Grey Fox]

Neblim lay on the floor, scraped and bruised, but miraculously not bleeding or crushing by debris.
The mana of the blade sustained his spirit and even now was slowly, oh so slowly nursing him back to strength. But not fast enough for him to win.
"I-I" he choked, his voice hoarse as he rolled a little shaking off the smaller rubble, the concrete platform was now paper thin over the surface of the water.
"I don't have to win." he took a deep hoarse breath.
"I hold darkness, and I hold compassion and love and emotion for it. These forces empower me and despite what necromancy's nature suggests to those who sit outside, our power exists not only for ourselves." Neblim raised his right arm into the wind, he seemed to be grasping an open hand.
"Our power and our emotion exist to channel our power outwards for another, but only that other. I have lived and seen and experienced far much more than any still living being. But this host, this man is my new vessel and my new hope for this we will not lose, i need not win. I only need to fight." Neblim rose from the rubble, seemingly pulled by the non-existent hand he had a fierce hold on, the bone in his left arm popped unpleasantly as he rose, the arm moving back to a more humanly possible angle, though not without a flinch from Neblim.
"I may not win, but we shall."
He rose again and decided that the power of this opponent was too much, he could not stand alone he had to use the tactic that they had designed long before this match.
He raised his right arm to in front of his face holding up his index and middle fingers
"Leonazium!
Agarazium!"
Two rings of pure a white topaz and matte black amethyst appeared on his left and right middle fingers respectively.
"Mana, Root of all creation gather est before me and grant me thine power!
I call upon the envoy of the darkest abyss, the master of niflheim!"
"DULLAHAN, GRANT US THINE CATASTROPHE!"
The master of Niflhiem, Dullahan appeared above the stage, his dark blade larger than the tower itself.
Crumble
From immeasurably high above the blade shot it's dark 'catastrophe' down the earth and unleashed a momentous blast, not too far from the stadium."
Regarding the apparent 'misfire' casually Neblim fell to his knees
"I know kenshiro. You're tougher than this. Survive and the true fight, our intention form the beginning, will commence."
The blast from the mass of dark mana Flowed into a screaming dark serpentine dragon that rushed towards the stadium, dark energy jetting from it's body to strike down it's target, and harm no other. It coursed straight through Kenshiro and darkness engulfed the entire stadium in an explosion that seemed to touch no one.
Neblim smiled as he saw the dragon pass through Kenshiro's chest, but the darkness that pulled at his, the darkness that comforted and re-assured him with that voice
Sleep, just sleep, rest your duty is done, and now he can fight for himself, without you or the angel to support him
Neblim managed to gasp
"We are both by your side Kano" before the darkness took him into it's embrace as his vision winked out before he could see Kenshiro re-act at all.
Up above Kano Kirishima stood, he cape billowing in the wind, his hair flowing and perfectly groomed. His right hand was outstretched and a pure black puppet was just beneath it, with no strings. it's smooth black seamless surface turned to black sand and drifting into the gust.
"You didn't have to win, you only had to fight. And you did so admirably, both of you."

[Balmung Misaki III]

Kenshiro's eyes widened as the light enveloped him, his vision clouding over. Was this it for him? Hokuto Shin Ken was the greatest martial art in the world, he had to live for the future and too name his successor. There had to be a way out of this, but what?

"Your not thinking clearly." A figure said from behind Kenshiro.

Turning his head, Kenshiro stared in shock as he saw several figures standing behind him. Friends, enemies, people whom had traveled with him over the course of his journey. "You?" He asked in disbelief.

"Do not worry," The Angelic figure continued as he stepped forward, "We are here for you even in death. Let us continue to watch over you."

Another figure pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, "Heh. It's just like you to annoy me like this, but I've got your back."

A hand touched his shoulder and pulled him back, "I don't have time to listen to all this babble, use the technique that allows you to commune with us. And we will fight with you." the figure with long white hair said with a small grin.

Kenshiro nodded his head and looked forward, "Hokuto Shin Ken...Musou Tensei! [Nul-Thought Reincarnation]" And then, as the dragon hit, a loud battle cry came that was not his own came from Kenshiro's mouth as another explosion rocked the entire arena, shaking it to it's very foundation.

After the shaking stopped, the smoke began to clear slowly around Kenshiro, revealing a tall long-haired man. He struck an awesome figure as he stood there, in black battle robes, and cape. Grinning, the figure pointed at Kano and motioned him forward. "You dare harm my friend? Try your tricks against the Lord of Fiery Explosion, boy."

[Grey Fox]

"Touchy." Kano muttered in flat monotone voice, still up on the rim of the stadium.
He held out both his hands that had previously marionette the dolls of white and black.
His Left Hand Glowed a Dark flaming red and his Right Hand a Brilliant bright gold.
"And this is where i count down to one." He sneered
The grains of sand that Neblim and Sandalphon.
"Well then let us see how this goes" He shaped the sand into the shape of a sheath.
A gesture of his head brought the Neblim Blade and Kusanagi blade flying back towards him and gathered at the center of the sands.
He moved his hands to cup around the center of the swirling sword shape sand as it elongated.
As it spun 90 degrees to lie parallel to the floor he moved his hands apart, right to left and left to right.
The sand flew off the blades, now join at the hilts, and their blades reshaped into an elegant crescent shape at the ends, and a wide double edged blade.
Stepping calmly off of the rim and landing in the center of the stadium at the center of the water .
"Lets see a fiery explosion then." Kano jested, the water around his feet swirling to circle him