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Tsu v. Zuberi
By: Raijuta Date: March 17, 2016, 9:50 am
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First tournament round.
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Re: Tsu v. Zuberi
By: Dems Darkfire Date: March 17, 2016, 6:27 pm
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Many matches has passed before the eyes of Zuberi, and many
fighters where now out of his reach for consumption. As the
Arena rung out for the final match, Zuberi lifted his head from
where it lay and stared out over the dustbowl before him. Zuberi
rose, actually rose, fulfilling his total height as he walked on
two legs down towards the arena floor. He skipped rows of seats
as he began his decent and with every inch closer, the boys eyes
grew wilder. First, about 1/4 of the way down, his hand came
down to aid in his speed and at one half the distance, He now
ran on all fours towards the fighting floor. His hands caught
the edge of the protecting wall and he cleared the wall clean
with a Kong vault, bringing his knees to his chest as he tucked
and threw in a back-flip as he dropped the distance to the arena
floor.
Zuberi landed and instantly crouched to disperse the stored
energy from the fall itself into the ground. Once safe, he
returned to all fours and waited for his friend... no... his
opponent to enter the arena and face him. Once again, Zuberi
drew in a deep breath, cocked his chest towards the arena floor
and then threw himself back onto his legs and let out a massive
howl into the day. The arena only amplifying the guttural yowl
for a few moments and for a few moments afterwards.
Zuberi then sat, his hands placed before him and his bent his
knees to allow him such position. Already, a light aura began to
flow around him, an image of a tail flashing in and out behind
him. The tail wagged in the dirt, kicking up a small cloud
around the boy. Teeth bared, fangs prepared, The boy's ambitions
where ready. He was going to win this. While it forgoed his
dinner, he still would not be made to suffer a loss.
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