Walid & Android 21 (L) vs. Yan (W) | Ref: Aria

Yan was giggling to himself, as he often did after unleashing that kind of power. It should have tired him but instead he felt giddy. It wasn’t the same as fed blood lust that was satisfying and pure. This was still play, entertainment. He was enjoying the feel of his own destructive power and hitting didn’t really matter. He just wanted to see the sweat, the desperation, the need to do something lest death take them.

Android 21’s effort was not one he had seen before. She did something and then she took her meal in full force. She downed it like an expert swallower and let the rest spill upon her. Walid too, seemed ready to simply embrace his death, and that wasn’t a bad thing either. Whatever came out in the end was what mattered.

Yan himself took a moment to recover, then blew back the smoke with a fast swipe only to find them...standing. That surprised him. Even the Cosmic Emperor had been forced to pull himself back up from the broken ground. Whatever the circle did it kept their feet planted and he could see the affects of Korin’s trademark sensu beans in slow action. He got to watch as their bodies reformed themselves. They had been standing but they were charred and bloody until they were almost unrecognizable. He watched as Android 21’s skin pinked up once more, her clothes mostly torn away. The fire in Walid’s eyes lit up again with the new fury. They survived and they wanted more.

Yan smiled, and walked toward them. He had the time. They were still a little stunned and he felt they were owed some honesty.

”I’m afraid I’ve been lying to you,” he offered as he readjusted his broken armor before stopping at the edge of their circle of immortality. ”I’m not a god,” he said, running his foot over the line to sully it, ”or even a man who thinks he’s a god.”

That was all Chishan was in the end, wasn’t it?

He looked up from the broken circle and faced Walid directly. “Chishan is a relic of your past Walid,” he said, knowing the man would not remember at this point, but feeling an explanation was still owed.

”He’s someone who we both wanted to trust, who ended up a complete disappointment~” Yan continued with a smirk before his eyes darkened a bit. ”But he was more important to you than I am~”

Was there jealousy in his words? Maybe. Yan just did not expect Walid to remember him in any capacity. Chishan maybe, but Yan had always just been a way for the Zaunite to pass the time. He gave unwanted advice, was an ear to problems never resolved, and honestly was very likely forgotten long before Walid was struck with amnesia.

It was what it was.

They weren’t done.

”Ready for the next course?” he asked, turning to face the demonic android, a glint returning to his eye. His eye brows rose in taunt, but he did not wait for an answer.

He was off, extenuating his speed like it was just a toy. There was enough distance between them still that it was impossible to say whether he was headed straight for Android 21 or Walid. They were both in the same direction after all. His blue aura flared once more, and then he vanished completely, reappearing to answer the riddle: right in front of Walid. He was still moving faster than a jet with all the force of a freight train. His fists were extended outward as they attempted to plow into him and knock him back far off the sacred circle.

He wanted to dim that fire again, to knock the wind and life out of him, if only for a moment. He knew Walid would not die. He could not die, but he wanted him to see the black void just long enough to be desperate for breath. He wanted to meet his request and give Walid everything he had.

Whether Walid stopped his rush with his body, or Yan was slowed another way, he slid back upright his palms open as if he was going to shoot another array of deadly blasts at them—only his hands weren’t actually pointed at either of his opponents. His eyes closed and the scouter would get one beep in. Just one before three things happened long before it could truly compute the power that rose in him.

They happened at the same time.

For Android 21, she’d feel a sudden prickling heat, stronger at her toes before the ground erupted, taking out her circle and hopefully her. Immediately following that wide circumference of a blast radius however was two more explosions honed in on her ki signature, hoping to explode right against her thigh and shoulder. The two shockwaves crashed into each other with devastating force, ripping the air apart in blue and purple ki, before there was another pop, pop, pop, pop...pop, pop. Four more blasts surrounding her went off in red, blues, and pinks, before the final two blasts erupted below her in blue, until there was nothing but smoke for miles.

For Walid, the heat welled heavier on his front and back. It was something Yan had done before which he easily countered. If he wasn’t wise than he would remember that and only get so far away from it. The actual two explosions that erupted were much larger than his earlier display, with ki far stronger than the Zaunite could hope to manipulate. Following a train of triggers the next blast was a dazzling red that erupted at Walid’s head, hoping to crush him back downward if he fled to the air, and then he too got the finale of six more blasts that rung out in a beautiful melody. Each one was a different colored ki, and their hues lingered for just a little while before the entire battle field was left black.

Yan’s fists had closed.

He didn’t open his eyes after, finding his target once more by ki alone. He shot forward like a rocket, cutting through space itself. This time all his speed and force, the crushing weight of his fists, crashed into Android 21 in an instant, like he’d been there the whole time, and the force had built up from nowhere.

If he landed either dives then his fists would feel bruised and blistered, his own strength biting back at him, but he didn’t care. He waited for the counter attack, to see if they somehow managed to stay standing this time. Wouldn’t that be a show?

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A1. IST + Chaotic Dragon Dive @wally [DR7 +DOUBLE DMG] (2.5%) {No Crit} Spd: Fast
A2-4. Cake Fireworks (25/22.5%) [DR9.5] PL: 6.5 mil
Free. Reserves (+20%)
Tact. Charge (1.5%)
Spd. IT + Chaotic Dragon Dive @a21 [DR8 +DOUBLE DMG] (12.5%) No Crit}

Ki Used: 39% (+20%)
Chaotic Ki: 9.5%
Total Remaining Ki: 46.5%
DMG: 55.82%



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