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7/20/2025, 1:58:37 AM
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“Didn't know his blood was purple.” you think to yourself, moving so fast you can avoid the spray, stepping back out of it as he drops to his knees. Coughing up crimson blood and more of that purple gaseous substance, you immediately realizing something's wrong and leaping back. Whatever it is, as soon as you saw him cough blood your body immediately felt fear, felt that something was WRONG. And that, whatever that gas is, it's best to avoid it.
“D-Damn you.” Lavender coughs, coughing up more blood and more of the purple stuff, taking as deep a breath as he can, and spraying it onto his hands. Leaving them with wispy clouds of the purple around them, making your fur bristle. “I'll make your death painful for that!”
You watch as he staggers up to his feet, then without hesitation immediately lunges again. But this time, you don't keep up the Djem So, blocking and parrying his blows. No, whatever that gas stuff is, you've got a bad feeling about it. So you carefully dodge his blows, giving the gas around his fists a wide berth as the wolfman attacks. Swinging wildly, less like a fighter and more like a wounded animal, claws flashing as he tries to slash you over and over. Until he overcommits to a right, you stepping to your left and dodging outside the blow. Reaching out your right wrist clamps down on his elbow, then stepping in you drive your left into his lower ribs. Feeling several crunch under the blow, Lavender yelping again like a wounded beast. Dropping down to his knees, arms covering his sides as he drops face-down on the stage, where he lay for several seconds. But just as you turn to face the Grand Priest and Zen-Oh, to ask if the match is over, Chaya shouts.
“Dad, he's faking!” she bellows, you turning just in time for the creature to lunge once more. With a split-second to think you bring your arms up defensively, instead of attacking, and it costs you.
“Buuuuuh!” he exhales, firing a massive cloud of that purple smoke into your face.
cont
“Didn't know his blood was purple.” you think to yourself, moving so fast you can avoid the spray, stepping back out of it as he drops to his knees. Coughing up crimson blood and more of that purple gaseous substance, you immediately realizing something's wrong and leaping back. Whatever it is, as soon as you saw him cough blood your body immediately felt fear, felt that something was WRONG. And that, whatever that gas is, it's best to avoid it.
“D-Damn you.” Lavender coughs, coughing up more blood and more of the purple stuff, taking as deep a breath as he can, and spraying it onto his hands. Leaving them with wispy clouds of the purple around them, making your fur bristle. “I'll make your death painful for that!”
You watch as he staggers up to his feet, then without hesitation immediately lunges again. But this time, you don't keep up the Djem So, blocking and parrying his blows. No, whatever that gas stuff is, you've got a bad feeling about it. So you carefully dodge his blows, giving the gas around his fists a wide berth as the wolfman attacks. Swinging wildly, less like a fighter and more like a wounded animal, claws flashing as he tries to slash you over and over. Until he overcommits to a right, you stepping to your left and dodging outside the blow. Reaching out your right wrist clamps down on his elbow, then stepping in you drive your left into his lower ribs. Feeling several crunch under the blow, Lavender yelping again like a wounded beast. Dropping down to his knees, arms covering his sides as he drops face-down on the stage, where he lay for several seconds. But just as you turn to face the Grand Priest and Zen-Oh, to ask if the match is over, Chaya shouts.
“Dad, he's faking!” she bellows, you turning just in time for the creature to lunge once more. With a split-second to think you bring your arms up defensively, instead of attacking, and it costs you.
“Buuuuuh!” he exhales, firing a massive cloud of that purple smoke into your face.
cont
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