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@SuperKefura @RyuHatouu @KamiNoYugo — Exploiting his vault’s momentum, Mo-Ri would complete one full rotation, and bring his other heel crashing into the opposite side of her neck.
@SuperKefura @RyuHatouu @KamiNoYugo — notion to ensue; a leg extended as an effort to come crashing in between the saiyan’s neck, and her shoulder.
Then, the Jaecheondaesong would use her as a platform to hoist himself over her shoulder, and back in front of her, but with his back facing her. —
@SuperKefura @RyuHatouu @KamiNoYugo — and abruptly released the woman from his grip, thus prompting for a vicious punch with her own jaw as a target.
@AnalyticLeader @PhoenixHostess @SuperiorArmour — range.
He let go, the staff shrunk, and Jin clenched his fist. 〝Come, kinto-un.〞And just like that, all hell broke loose within Doom’s tomb; magical lightning began to rain from the sky with merciless justice. 〝Again. Again— strike endlessly.〞Albeit a little —
@AnalyticLeader @PhoenixHostess @SuperiorArmour — rotation.
He kept on spining, extending a leg to catch both Doom’s neck, as well as his raised arm between his calves and his thigh.
His right leg would swipe at the other’s limbs, as an effort to make him lose his footing, and rotate him through the air, so that —
@AnalyticLeader @PhoenixHostess @SuperiorArmour — feared no man brewed atop of them, Jin spoke with a tone more thunderous than any cloud would dare to brew; 〝Are you ready to die for what you’ve done?〞
@AnalyticLeader @PhoenixHostess @SuperiorArmour — in the midst of a barren wasteland.
〝It’s an easy question, really.〞Repeated the king of vermin, as he drew a sharp breath, washing all emotions from his face to reveal his true feelings; an enraged god, ready to rain justice upon this darkness-dweller, and sinner. —
@AnalyticLeader @PhoenixHostess @SuperiorArmour — crosses that served as his pupils, royal-purple ligaments reached out to embrace his very shape, only to assume the form of his armor suits.
As his hand extended, a staff came to respond with that emptiness; soon enough, the Supreme God’s grip was met with the familiar —
@AnalyticLeader @PhoenixHostess @SuperiorArmour — vanished into glimmers of violet, white, and gold, as an effort to shake off his false identity, and assume the crown he was born to wear; that of the Monkey King— the Jaecheondaesong.
As Jin’s eyes bled into a crimson pool, his irises dilating to make room for the black —