Divine Rights(Open, Claim!)

The young girl would continue to address him, and in his near mindless state the masked one barely paid attention to her words.  Instead his new superior was the one to take in everything Nyxosa had said before giving Kizuki new orders.  Nyxosa's pleas were ignored promptly with that, powerful arms had dropped from their crossed position against his chest to rest at his sides.  "Understood."  A voice would emerge from the other side of that mask, sounding hollow and slightly muffled by it.  Nyxosa may have thought that Kizuki was answering her, as it seemed that he was.  No one else was around for him to address, and his one word answer fit perfectly.  However that was not the case.  His verbal answer was to the words spoken to him in his mind, a much more calmer voice than that of the mask itself, which would have caused Kizuki to go into one of his fits.  This was different.

As his arms had dropped the red slits of his mask's "eyes" began to pulsate and glow a few times before staying brightly lit.  Within an instant that glowing would begin pour out of the mask's eyes, seeping through like some sort of energy and trail behind his body.  It was almost like a smoke, a thick red smoke with the most sinister energy filling the area around them.  Something had awakened within this creation now, something violent and demonic in nature, even more cold and uncaring than before.

(This is not Kizuki, it's a Gundam but this is the same effect from the mask's eyes)

A blazing aura of dark, purple energy erupted from around Kizuki's hooded form before it pushed off and he was rocketing towards the young girl with ill intentions to follow.  He made no noise or battle cry.  Kizuki's goal was to push the Nyxosa to her limit, as instructed, in her effort to protect the door that she was so intent on defending.  A gloved right fist would swoop down then upwards in an uppercut-type motion, attempting to send it drilling directly into the child's jaw to send her flying away from the door itself.

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Kizuki attempted a melee uppercut to the chin for 5,050 PL damage

101,000 PL

Stamina 3/3

[ WC: 344 ]

[ TWC: 1,122 ]

Heizen

Sorry for the wait and short, crappy response.  Been super busy.

His own fist would indeed come forward, making contact with the young woman but it was not where the strike was originally intended to hit.  Instead, the Masked One's gloved fist would slam directly into her own, much smaller one and stop the momentum right there.  The clashing of bone on bone, engulfed in that much power would send a resounding BOOMing sound throughout the area, nearly shaking the very foundation below them.  Her power had suddenly outmatched his when just mere seconds prior, the Masked Saiyajin was clearly the stronger of the two.  The tables had seemed to turn with that.  He felt his body stagger back some, yanking his arm back away from her tiny fist before her figure would push forward, aiming to kick him directly on that masked covered facade.  Though, Kizuki's body would react, as if on instinct, and not allow her to land the strike so easily.

Instead of clashing against that mask, infested with dark, Demon energy, Nyxosa's kick would whiff nothing but air.  The Masked Saiyajin's body would arch backwards, arms pushing out as legs pumped his large figure backwards in a perfect backwards dive out of the way of that foot.  It was almost like slow motion to watch, yet in reality his form had evaded her attack in the blink of an eye, but the perfection and form of his movements would leave anyone in awe.  His strength may not compare to hers, or anyone in this era for that matter, but his technique proved he was no spring chicken.  The vessel from which this mask drew it's power from was seasoned veteran of combat, a true warrior.  Landing on both gloved hands, Kizuki would push himself upwards again in a back flip, repeating the process a few more times to create some distance between the two before landing in a semi-crouched position on his feet.  That eerie, red smoke-like glow left a trail from his movements, the thick substance eventually dissipating in the air, though continuing to pour out from the "eye sockets" of the mask.

Slowly, Kizuki would come to a full stand.  His directions were to push the girl to her limits, perhaps even beyond.  To do that, Kizuki himself would need to push himself to his own limits.  After all, this young one was superior to him in power at the moment.  Hood covered head would turn to Heizen for a moment, before looking back at Nyxosa.  Firming up his feet onto the ground, arms would flex while fingers curled tightly into fists.  A distorted roar could be heard from behind that mask, as the area began to tremble once more.  Kizuki would begin to flare up his energy as much as possible, his own dark aura flaring up around him once more.  This body would still prove useful in being a destructive tool for Queen Nakiya, and it had been a while since it needed to be pushed beyond what it was normally capable of.

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101,000 PL
Stamina 3/3

Natural Dodge of Nyxosa's kick: 5,231 PL vs 20,200 PL

(15,150[15% of PL]+5,050[5% melee finesse])

Charging [OT-3] Genocide Cannon, 100% of PL

Next Round 200% of PL if undisturbed!

[ WC: 500 ]

[ TWC: 1,622 ]

Heizen